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128. REGRETS NOW?
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Beware Dear Ex, I’m Back For Revenge 129. TWISTED!
LUCASAs expected, Zayn and I postponed the meeting date. I did not even think I wanted the meeting to hold anymore.I cracked my neck in my office, checking my time. It was almost 11pm. I worked into the night, almost into the next day. It was the usual these days. I had tried to fuck a couple bitches but they all ended up simply sucking my dick and sent away afterwards.My mind unconsciously drifted to Zayn and Clara's bed hours. What could possibly be going on while they were there. I could swear on my life that the weakling only engaged in vanilla sex. Clara liked it rough most times. He was never going to satisfy her.I closed my eyes, but instead of the peace I hoped to find, I got more images. Clara. Clara and Zayn. Together. In bed. His hands on her. Her body underneath his. Her voice. Her face. Her legs wrapped around him. Did she really like it? Did she moan? "Fuck this." I cussed under my breath and slammed my laptop close. Enough of this mental torture. If I was going to
Beware Dear Ex, I’m Back For Revenge 128. REGRETS NOW?
CLARALucas left right after Zayn wore the ring on my finger, and I had no clue why, but hearing his car reverse out of my driveway did something bad to my chest.“You okay?” Zayn’s voice broke through, soft and close.“Yeah,” I nodded. “It’s just… is this real?”He smiled and brushed a thumb over my cheek. “Of course it is. I’m here now, and doing this for real.”I nodded again, but something about his excitement made the ache worse. My eyes darted to Nora, who was busy adjusting the flowers on the table like she didn’t feel the shift in my mood. Of course, she didn’t. For all I knew, she was simply happy for me.“Clara,” Zayn called, squeezing my hand. “Look at me.”I did.“Are you happy?”I hesitated. “Yes.”His smile widened, and he leaned in to kiss my forehead. “Then we don’t need anything else tonight. Just us.”“You guys look so cute together.” Nora said, cutting in. “I’ll be godmother to your kids! I called it first.”I laughed nervously. Yeah… kids.Zayn grinned, "That’s fin
Beware Dear Ex, I’m Back For Revenge 127. SEALING FATE
LUCAS I was almost shoved to the floor by Zayn who barreled into me with force, making me step aside a bit. My eyes were locked on Clara's scared, big brown ones as my chest squeezed. At first, when I had seen the huge writeup, I allowed myself to be excited for a minute alone, and then I stopped to think about the circumstances that got me here. She had called Zayn for help, not me. It only meant she was expecting Zayn—all this was for him. She had given her answer to him.. she was going to marry him. And it stung. She was dressed in that little to nothing silk dress and her hair in that playful bun, barefooted, for him. Her skin was greased adequately and I could smell her sweet, rosy scent from here. Her face was spotless, natural and beyond perfect. Would they go to the bedroom after this? I would fuck her after this. No, I would take her to her room and make love to her… properly thanking her for saying yes to an idiot like me. Maybe this was right. I did not deserv
Beware Dear Ex, I’m Back For Revenge 126. SPELL DRAMA
CLARA "Oh God, this was such a dumb idea." I slapped a hand over my face but Nora just stood there, laughing. I glared at her. "It’s not!" She threw her hands in the air and went about arranging the balloons for the umpteenth time. "This is a little dramatic, yeah, but not dumb. I mean, I can already see his face when he gets over here. The fear first, trying to know what's up with you and then the shock and then the joy." "Saying yes to Zayn is the right thing. Right?" I said again, just to make sure. Nora chuckled. "Cross my heart. Lucas is your ex. Your vomit. We don't go back to our vomit." She flashed me a smile, then returned back to arranging the setup, even if I thought everything was in place already. The living room looked like something out of a dream actually. I couldn’t lie, even with the nerves bouncing in my chest, I had to admit it was beautiful. Nora had done her thing! The balloons were mostly cream and blush, floating gently over the fireplace in a soft a
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
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