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124. BAD FINGERS
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Beware Dear Ex, I’m Back For Revenge 125. SKIP PLANS
ZAYNI was just finishing up a long-ass appendix removal that shouldn’t have taken more than an hour when I noticed my phone buzzing nonstop on the metal tray beside me. It wasn’t supposed to be in the OR with me, but I’d broken that rule a long time ago. Surgeons who followed every rule were either dead or boring.The second I peeled my gloves off and reached for it, I felt my gut twist. There was two missed calls and one text from the assassin I had sent to Lucas's. For him to text me and call hours later, meant two things—Lucas was either dead, or he barely escaped death.I hoped it was the former. The text was an image which I opened at once.“What the hell…” I whispered, stepping back from the sink, staring hard at the screen. It was a finger. A literal, bloody, disconnected, freshly-cut-off finger.Not even cleaned up. Just… there. Sitting in someone’s palm like a damn trophy. You would know the person who did this was an unprofessional, ie, Lucas.No text underneath the messag
Beware Dear Ex, I’m Back For Revenge 124. BAD FINGERS
LUCASThe next few nights, I was heading to my basement to go beat the shit out of this guy.To explain; the motherfucker had tried to kill me. He walked into my house with the intention of shooting me dead, just like that. It was not in the least brave of him to be here. It was only quite stupid, and such a pity also, that he was going to lose at least one limb just like that.There was a kind of stillness that settled in a house after midnight, when even the ghosts had gone quiet and the walls forgot how to echo. That was when I preferred to do things like this—when the rest of the world had shut down, and the line between justice and revenge blurred into silence.I was not a killer, but hell, people in this world made me yearn to be one. To teach a few lessons.I walked down the basement steps slowly, not out of reluctance, but with measured calm. He was exactly where I left him—tied to a steel chair bolted to the floor, wrists restrained with thick leather straps, ankles cuffed ju
Beware Dear Ex, I’m Back For Revenge 123. WISE WORDS
CLARAI stared at the screen for a second after the call ended, still struggling to catch my breath somehow.I ran my fingers through my hair, took a long breath, and walked back to the bed—back to Zayn, who was now sitting up shirtless with that look on his face, that unreadable one that somehow still managed to say a hundred things at once.“Took your time,” he said, voice low and sharp. “Did lover boy enjoy the background music?”I blinked, confused for a second until I saw the smirk tug at his lips. “Seriously?”He leaned back on his elbows, eyes following me as I climbed onto the bed again. “You were breathless when you picked up, Clara. Anyone with half a brain would figure out why. I’m sure Lucas isn’t stupid.”“It wasn’t like that,” I muttered, dragging the blanket over my legs, suddenly cold.Zayn scoffed. “Oh? Then what was it like? You ran out to take his call like the world would end if you missed it—”“It’s late, I thought he needed something, Zayn.”“And you needed priva
Beware Dear Ex, I’m Back For Revenge 122. WHAT’S IT GOING TO BE?
LUCASThe sun was setting outside the tall windows of the hotel suite I’d chosen for the meeting—neutral ground, quiet, discreet, the kind of place where ugly truths slipped out behind polished furniture and espresso-colored curtains. I sat at the far end of the private room, one arm resting lazily on the back of the couch, the other swirling dark liquor in a crystal glass I hadn’t yet tasted. The silence was not uncomfortable for me. I had lived long enough with shadows to grow familiar with waiting. But the man who stepped into the room at exactly 6:15 p.m. was not cut from the same cloth. His eyes scanned the room warily before they landed on me, a flicker of hesitation surfacing just beneath his stiff, buttoned-up exterior. Dad was a polished man, well-practiced in charm, the kind that stood behind podiums and smiled at cameras while his rot festered in secret corners. His wife paid his bills and kept his name up there, only for him to treat her like shit behind her back.Not th
Beware Dear Ex, I’m Back For Revenge 121. SO CONFUSED
CLARA"So… this means you have to choose one man to get married to.. anytime soon?" Nora stood in the middle of the kitchen, resting against the island as she stared at me with a look in her eyes that resembled pity.I lowered myself on the chair with a long sigh, my eyes heavy from the nights I had lost sleep. "This should be easy, you know. Marry Zayn. He isn’t bluffing, girl. That man has a shitload of money and he could get me a company but how many years would I build to be able to reach Lucas? With Lucas, though, he’s offering me my company back and a chance to rule by his side… destroying him in the long run if I play my cards right. Knowing Lucas though, our marriage would never be devoid of sex." I stood up again and started to pace around. Nora walked closer to me, her lips pouting."Clara…""I always try to push the feelings away and lie to myself that what we have is purely physical but Nora I'm not a fool. Or rather, I no longer want to be a fool. I want to stop lying to
Beware Dear Ex, I’m Back For Revenge 120. ANOTHER GOLDEN OFFER
ZAYNI set up some dates with Clara with amnesia and without it. Tonight’s date was at this rooftop restaurant she’d once told me she used to sneak off to during university—somewhere she could hear herself think and feel invisible for a while. I remembered that, and I brought her here because I knew she needed to feel invisible again, even if just for one night.She was dressed in this midnight blue silk top that brought out the depth in her eyes, the kind of piece that moved like water every time she adjusted her posture. Her fingers were scrolling through something on her phone, but her lips were curved in a way that told me she wasn’t thinking too hard. That was rare lately.I reached for my wine glass and took a slow sip, not because I was thirsty, but because I needed to time my question right. My stomach had been uneasy since I overheard that conversation two nights ago—the one she didn’t think I heard. I had called to check up on her after one of her headaches, and I guess she
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