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Untold chronicles of power Chapter Eighty-eight
Two days had passed.Abigail Palms woke up, she had moved into the grand mansion with Ella, whom they had acquired after Ella took control of the city. The place was magnificent, with its sprawling gardens and opulent interiors. However, Abigail was beginning to question her decision as she was abruptly woken up from a deep slumber by the raucous noise and shenanigans emanating from one of Ella and William's infamous parties and orgies.Rubbing her eyes groggily, Abigail stumbled out of bed and made her way downstairs, desperately in need of a cup of water to quench her parched throat. The noise from the party seemed to reverberate through the walls, making it difficult for her to think clearly. She hoped that a refreshing drink would help clear her mind.As she entered the kitchen, Abigail was greeted by the sight of William standing there shirtless. His chiseled physique and tousled hair made him look even more alluring, like evil, his allure was compelling yet dangerous, and an
Untold chronicles of power Chapter Eighty- nine
Morning came, casting a soft golden glow across the room as Abigail slowly stirred from her sleep. The sound of rustling and hushed whispers reached her ears, “What are they up to now” Abigail thought, indicating that Ella and Williams were preparing to leave. Abigail's curiosity piqued, she sat up in bed and glanced towards the door.As if on cue, a tall figure emerged from the shadows, flanked by two imposing bodyguards. It was Willam, a formidable force of nature in combat with two of his most trusted and strongest bodyguards. His presence alone was enough to strike fear into the hearts of his enemies, rendering the need for bodyguards. "Where are you guys going?" Abigail inquired, her voice laced with curiosity. Ella turned towards her, a mischievous glint in her eyes. A malicious smile played on her lips as she replied, "We are going to Ella's office. I heard she's in today."Abigail's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Ella's office? She couldn't help but wonder what Ella's true
Untold chronicles of power Chapter Ninety
Twenty years ago, the unforgiving Afghan desert bore witness to a fierce battle—one that unfolded beneath the scorching sun and amidst shifting dunes. Fernando, a young operative with eyes as sharp as the desert winds, cut through enemy defenses like a blade through silk. His mission: was to apprehend a rogue force member who had betrayed their own for the lure of blood money.Fernando was the youngest operative in his team but he led the regiment, he was the best man in while beating only second to one other person, his fraternal twin brother Ricardo.As the battle raged on the air crackled with tension. Bullets whizzed past, leaving trails of smoke and fury. Fernando's daggers danced in his hands, their edges honed to perfection. His gun, an extension of his will, spat fire as he advanced. He was a tempest of vengeance, fueled by duty and a thirst for justice. As he neared the enemy compound, Fernando's instincts kicked into overdrive. A grenade hurtled toward him with deadly p
Untold chronicles of power Chapter Ninety-one
The tension in the room was palpable as Fernando and Ricardo faced each other, but their conversation was abruptly interrupted as the door burst open, and the other members of Fernando's team flooded into the room, their eyes widening in disbelief as they laid eyes on Ricardo."You?" they exclaimed in unison, their voices filled with shock and anger as they recognized Ricardo as the traitor they had been hunting. Without a moment's hesitation, all eight men surged forward, their fury unleashed in a torrent of violence as they descended upon Ricardo with merciless intent.Ricardo's instincts kicked into overdrive as he found himself outnumbered and outmatched, his every movement a desperate bid for survival. With lightning-fast reflexes, he dodged and parried their attacks, his body a blur of motion as he fought to fend off his assailants. But the odds were stacked against him, and for every blow he landed, two more seemed to take its place.In the chaos of the assault, Ricardo's voi
Untold chronicles of power Chapter Ninety-two
The atmosphere crackled with tension as Fernando's voice trembled with disbelief. "No, it can't be. You were dead. You died," he uttered, his words echoing with a mixture of shock and confusion.Before him stood a figure from his past—a figure he had long believed to be lost to the sands of time. It was Richardo, his twin brother, whose presence defied the boundaries of life and death. Sophia, sensing the gravity of the situation, turned to Fernando with a furrowed brow. "Fernando, who is that?" she inquired, her voice laced with concern.A mischievous grin spread across William's lips as he stepped forward, his gaze fixed on Fernando with an intensity that sent shivers down his spine. "This is my bodyguard, Richardo," he declared, his tone dripping with satisfaction. "Fernando's twin brother."Angela and Sophia exchanged incredulous glances, their jaws dropping in astonishment at the revelation. Fernando's mind raced as he struggled to process the implications of William's words.
Untold chronicles of power Chapter Ninety-three
The air in the hallway thickened with tension as Fernando pleaded with his brother while his brother bore down on him, his voice thick with desperation. "Please, I didn't mean for all of it to go down like that," he implored, his hands reaching out towards Richardo as if trying to bridge the ever-widening chasm between them.But Richardo's expression remained cold and unforgiving, his eyes ablaze with fury. "I will take everything and everyone you love," he hissed, his voice dripping with venom. "I will scrape the skins off your flesh. I will make you watch as I torture everyone around you. I will make you beg for me to kill."Fernando recoiled at his brother's words, the full weight of his threats crashing down upon him like a tidal wave. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps. But still, he refused to back down. "Please..." he began, his voice barely a whisper.But before he could utter another word, Richardo moved with lightning s
Untold chronicles of power Chapter Ninety-four
The atmosphere in the room shifted as Ella, Abigail, and William returned from their mysterious excursion. Abigail wasted no time in confronting William about the revelation she had just stumbled upon."What was that? Why didn't you tell us about your bodyguard's relationship with Fernando?" she demanded, her voice laced with accusation.Ella's eyes darted nervously between Abigail and William, a sense of unease settling over her as she struggled to find the right words. "He told me," she confessed quietly, her voice barely above a whisper.Abigail's eyebrows shot up in disbelief. "What? Why didn't you tell me?" she exclaimed, her frustration evident.Ella shifted uncomfortably under Abigail's piercing gaze, her mind racing with a jumble of conflicting emotions. "I'm telling you now," she replied weakly, her voice tinged with guilt.But before the conversation could progress any further, Abigail's patience snapped, her frustration boiling over into anger. "It's him, isn't it? It's
Untold chronicles of power Chapter Ninety-five
In humid weather with small ray of sunshine casting golden hue over the cemetery. The air smelled of damp earth and freshly cut grass. Sophia clutched the bouquet of crimson roses, their petals vibrant against the gray tombstones. Angela and Fernando stood nearby, their eyes heavy with grief. Together, they walked toward Jackson’s grave, the earth now solidified from months of his burial.Sophia knelt, her fingers brushing against the cool marble headstone. She placed the red flowers gently on the mound of soil, replacing the withered ones that had adorned the grave for months. The wind whispered through the trees, carrying memories of laughter, shared beds, and stolen kisses. As Angela and Fernando stood back, giving Sophia a moment of privacy, she knelt beside the grave.“It’s almost time,” Sophia murmured, her voice barely audible. She rubbed her swollen belly, feeling the flutter of life within. “Our child will soon come into this world.” Tears welled up in her eyes as she c
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