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A Contract For Revenge NINETY THREE
GABRIEL’S POVHer question landed like a blow I hadn’t braced for, sucking the air out of my lungs. I was silent and at loss for words not because I didn’t know what to say but because I was disappointed.I turned to face Kiera fully, my chest tightening with a mix of anger and disbelief. “No,” I said firmly, my voice steady.She tilted her head, her lips curving into a sardonic smile, “No?” She echoed, her tone light but cutting. “You don’t sound so sure, Gabriel.”I clenched my fists, the veins in my arms taut as I fought to keep my composure. Her defiance was infuriating, but it was also intoxicating.“Kiera,” I said, my voice dropping an octave, commanding her attention. I stepped forward, closing the distance she always seemed determined to create. “You think this is some kind of game?”She lifted her chin, her posture defiant. “Isn’t it?”The corner of my mouth twitched. She was testing me, and I wasn’t about to fail. Grasping her arm, not roughly, but enough to show I wasn’t le
A Contract For Revenge NINETY TWO
KIERA’S POVWas it just me, or did someone else want to hurl Emilia straight into a volcano?Who the actual fuck did she think she was?I knew the moment I saw her waltz in, like she owned the damn air around her, something was off.Her name slid around in my head like oil in a frying pan, sizzling, hissing, and irritating. She laughed too loudly—like a hyena that drank too much champagne, flaunted her curves in that body-hugging red dress, and leaned into Gabriel like they shared some inside joke I wasn’t invited to? It made my skin crawl.She was beautiful. Ugh. Of course, she was. Full lips, legs for days, curves sculpted by the gods. But I could see it, the performance, the manipulation, the slow, venomous charm underneath it all. Was I being paranoid? Not at all, and I wasn't just making these up because I felt insanely jealous.But ofcourse, I was... so freaking jealous. No point lying to myself. I need to get some rest, Abuela… I’m totally worn out,” I said, letting out the f
A Contract For Revenge NINETY-ONE
ELISE’S POVThe crash thundered through the house, splitting the air like a gunshot. Abruptly, I whipped my head toward Miguel.“Stay here,” he commanded, reaching for a pair of pants, but I was already moving toward the door, my curiosity outweighing his authority.“Elise!” He growled, pulling up his pants in one swift motion as he stalked after me.We reached the staircase together, and my eyes tripled in size as I saw Freya, crumpled at the bottom of the stairs, her face pale as moonlight.The staff circled her, frozen in panic, their hushed whispers filling the air like the buzz of bees.Miguel’s entire demeanor shifted. He went from simmering frustration to cold, calculating focus. Without a word, he pushed past me and descended the stairs two at a time. I followed, my heart racing as unease clawed at me.“What the hell happened?” His voice was sharp, cutting through the murmur like a blade.“She... she tripped, sir,” one of the maids stammered, her voice shaking. “She was coming
A Contract For Revenge NINETY
MIGUEL’S POVThe road stretched endlessly before me, its smooth asphalt glowing faintly in the pale morning sun. The car’s engine hummed steadily, but inside my head, the roar of yesterday’s chaos hadn’t subsided. I tightened my grip on the steering wheel, the leather creaking under my fingers as I replayed the events of the last 24 hours.It had started like any other day—business meetings, numbers, the usual grind. Then Diego’s frantic call interrupted everything: "Boss, the warehouse is on fire!" I hadn’t even let him finish before slamming the phone down and rushing out of the boardroom.By the time I arrived, flames had consumed the warehouse’s entrance. My heart pounded in tandem with the crackling inferno as I directed the men to douse the fire. Thankfully, the damage wasn’t as severe as it could’ve been. Still, the stench of smoke and burned wood clung to me like a second skin.After the fire was extinguished, I gathered my men, my glare sharp enough to cut steel.“What the he
A Contract For Revenge EIGHTY-NINE
ABUELA’S POVThe first thing I became aware of was the dull, insistent throbbing in my head, followed by the faint murmur of voices, hushed yet urgent. My body felt like it had been weighed down with stones, each limb sluggish and aching. A soft groan escaped my lips as a wave of confusion clouded my thoughts. What on earth had happened to me?Memories wavered at the edge of my consciousness, fragmented and disjointed. One moment, I had been walking to my room, and then—sharp, searing pain, like a knife driving into my temple. After that, there was only darkness.My eyelids felt impossibly heavy, but I forced them open, blinking against the golden light spilling through the curtains. The world came into focus in a haze of soft morning glow, and the first thing I saw were two pairs of eyes, filled with an emotion I couldn’t quite place—fear, relief, something deeper. Kiera’s gaze shimmered with unshed tears, her lips parted as if she had been mid-prayer. Gabriel’s was darker, stormier,
A Contract For Revenge EIGHTY-EIGHT
KIERA’S POVThe garden unfolded before me like a scene from a dream, the kind you didn’t dare wake from, no matter how unreal it seemed. Lights flickered along the pathway, delicate and soft, casting a golden glow that danced against the darkening sky. My breath caught as I moved closer, the atmosphere heavy with the scent of jasmine and roses.Then I saw him.Gabriel stood at the center of it all, surrounded by the kind of romantic decor you’d only see in movies. Lanterns hung from low branches, their light illuminating his face—a face so achingly perfect it made my heart stumble. His eyes, piercing and deep, found mine instantly, and for a moment, I forgot how to breathe.He wore a simple white shirt, the sleeves rolled up just enough to reveal strong forearms, the fabric clinging to his frame in a way that accentuated his broad shoulders and toned chest. Casual, yet effortlessly magnetic, he looked like he had stepped out of a TV show.“What is this?” I asked, my voice trembling as
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