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Chapter 10: Zolandria's POV
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I am blindfolded the entire ride back to my home. A great way to make me completely unaware of where Lucien’s residence is located. I only know we’ve spent more than an hour on the road. That’s definitely a stretch. Now, two hours have already gone by, and I’m left with 10 hours. What do I say when I get in there? What if Damien and Xena are around? Am I really ready to face these people—“We’re here.” My thoughts get interrupted, and the car comes to a halt. The blindfold is taken off my face, and I realize the car is parked a couple of steps away from the main entrance. Perfect, isn’t this such a great way to announce my arrival? “We’ll be stationed here the entire time. We’ll notify you when your time is up,” the most serious of the men speaks. “But how?” Are they going to come in there? That’s not happening.“We’ll notify you when your time is up.” He repeats, a bored expression plastered on his face. They’re all stuck up like their Don. I get down, inhale a deep breath, and
Blood Vengeance; a mafia romance story Chapter 10: Zolandria's POV
“You are going back to your father’s house.”The words hit like a physical blow. My chest tightens, throat closing up. I don’t like how I feel right now, and I don’t have any energy left in me to stand up to this monster.But I am definitely not going to agree without any logical reason.“The last time I attempted to leave this place, I was locked up.” I draw in a deep breath. “Is this some kind of a sick joke?”“Wrong question. You should be asking for details about the plan.” He stares at me, fully relaxed in his chair now.“Details? Plan?” What is this monster talking about?“You didn’t think I was letting you go, did you?” His voice insinuates how dumb he thinks I am in this moment.What was I thinking? That he’d…let me go? He cages me like a bird in a zoo and then releases me just because he feels like it? God, I’m an idiot. I mentally face palm myself.“Why are you sending me back when you have no intention of letting me go?”“It is time to make yourself useful. There’s some info
Blood Vengeance; a mafia romance story Chapter 9: Zolandria's POV
Thirst wakes me up. Not hunger, I have moved past that. Just thirst, scraping my throat every time I breathe.I drag myself to the sink at the far left corner of the room, legs shaking. I gulp water that tastes like rust. But that is the least of my concerns.My feet hurt. The pain of stepping on broken glass finally kicked in after the adrenaline of escaping faded away.I tried my best to remove any visible shards of glass I saw in my foot the first day I got thrown in here. Though the pain has reduced to a dull ache, it still hurts.It’s been three days. Or is it four?The window high up is the only way I get to count the days as the sun rises and sets. I am not even certain anymore.The white walls haven’t been white in decades. It is stained with something brown: blood, rust, dirt, and God knows what. The foul smell hits the back of my throat like a punch. I feel like puking, but I don’t have it in me.If there’s one thing I am grateful for, it’s the sink with flowing water. That
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These fucking bastards can’t do anything right. Guard the fucking warehouse like your lives depend on it, and we still have a problem.The presence of an Azaeres’ blood under my roof is making my skin crawl already, and now I have to deal with a whole batch of missing armor.Kane called a couple of minutes ago, and the speed with which I got here could trigger the police if I didn’t have them under my claws.This is my territory, and everybody is prey.I barely drive, but today is one of those exceptions. I park my car and throw the keys to a guard to park it well.Rage blinds my sight as I take long strides towards the entrance of the warehouse.The sound of gravel crashing under my weight indicates how I’ll trample whoever is responsible for this.Kane meets me halfway to the entrance.“Everything is gone,” Kane confirms what I don’t want to hear. His face conveying a mixture of emotions, with dread and concern evident.We step into the warehouse, and everything is gone. My guards kn
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Muffled voices wake me up; I open my eyes, and two guards at the foot of the bed I lie on stare right back at me. Why are they here?I sit up and adjust myself against the pillows, and that’s when I notice my dress. This wasn’t what I was wearing earlier.“Who touched me. Who changed my clothes?!” The guards just stare back at me, none of them offering an answer.Then it hits me.Boom.A gunshot. A lifeless body on my lap. A hole in his head. Eyes wide with shock. Visible bones where his cheeks used to be. Blood. So much blood. Everything comes rushing back. Oh my God. I look at my nails and regret it instantly. They’re stained with blood.My breath catches.My skin crawls.No. No. No.I dash for the bathroom and scrub my hands and nails. I scrub so hard that it begins to hurt, but I don’t stop. Inasmuch as my nails look clean now, I still feel stained and dirty. Feels like the stain soaked through my bones.I go back to the room and try leaving the room but the guards block me.“Pa
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