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Penulis: Mirela
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DAVINA

We have a plan.

I repeat it silently to myself as I adjust my tight jeans, feeling the fabric mold to my legs with almost uncomfortable precision. The weight of the knife against my skin inside my boot brings me a strange sense of security. Timmy taught me how to use it, short, precise strikes, straight to where it hurts the most. I remember his hands holding mine, the warmth of his body when he whispered that, in the end, the element of surprise was the best weapon of all.

I slide the gun into the waistband of my jeans. Midnight taught me how to handle it, taught me not to hesitate when it’s time to pull the trigger. "If you hesitate, you die," he always says.

The discreet click of the door opening makes me lift my eyes to the mirror. Gutemberg walks into the room without asking for permission, as if it belongs to him. And maybe it does, not the room, but the moment. His gaze runs over my body from head to toe, and there’s something strange there. It’s not desire, it’s not dis
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  • Bound by vengeance   The end

    DAVINAThe auditorium is packed, but I feel strangely alone as I walk across the stage. The diploma in my hands is a symbol of everything I’ve achieved, but also of everything I’ve lost. Six months ago, I would never have imagined being here without my father in the audience. My mother didn’t come. She’s still at Vincent’s estate, living a quiet life alongside other women who, like her, carry scars. I miss her, but I understand. Still, seeing my grandmother sitting in the front row brings me a small sense of relief.When I lift my eyes, I see the faces that have become my new family. Timmy, with his protective air and crooked smile, wears a deep blue suit that reflects his boldness and style. Midnight, or Huxley, as I call him now, carries his aura of mystery in a burgundy suit, sober and imposing. Gutemberg, the Ghost, who is no longer quite so ghostly, is in a lead-gray suit, flawless as the rich boy he’s always been. Vincent, leaning casually, seemingly indifferent but attentive to

  • Bound by vengeance   124

    DAVINAGutemberg stepped forward, his voice heavy with authority and tension." Davina is right. If they arrest Jimmy, he won’t forgive today. He will retaliate, and prison won’t stop him," he declared, his eyes flashing with conviction.Without hesitation, he placed a gun in my hand, urging me to follow the group."Go with them. I’ll look for Jimmy," he ordered.But I refused. Aaron groaned, the weak, pained sound tightening my heart. Timmy stepped forward, staring at my face."Aaron needs a hospital."I was torn, my eyes shifting between Gutemberg and Aaron, life fading with each slow breath.Then, in a gesture of urgency, Gutemberg approached and kissed my lips with abrupt passion."Aaron needs you now," he whispered intensely."I’m going with Gutemberg. I have my own scores to settle with Jimmy!" Pryia declared, her fists clenched and her gaze lost, her voice thick with anger.We all looked at her. In her beautiful red dress and neatly styled hair, she looked like a goddess of ven

  • Bound by vengeance   123

    DAVINA"Davina." Aaron spoke, his tone clearly worried.Before I could react, three men lunged forward. Two of them grabbed Aaron, pushing him against the table as he struggled to break free. A punch hit his rib, and he groaned in pain. Another strike, this time to the face, and blood stained his chin."Stop!" I shouted, trying to move forward, but strong hands held me back. I kicked and thrashed, but it was useless.Vincent's uncle held me easily, his fingers gripping my arms like iron."I like your spirit. But now…" He raised his hand.A strong blow struck the back of my neck. The world spun.The last sound I heard before losing consciousness was that man's cruel laughter.I woke up to the metallic smell of blood and a sharp throbbing in my head. The pain was unbearable, as if my brain were trying to expand inside my skull. The room was suffocating, filled with dark furniture and gray walls, one wall covered with monitors showing various parts of the house.I blinked a few times, tr

  • Bound by vengeance   122

    DAVINAI take a deep breath, bracing myself for what’s coming next, but at the last moment, an unexpected voice cuts through the earpiece. A voice that makes me hold my breath, my throat tightening instantly. It’s Vincent.“Davina…” he says, and the softness of his voice shocks me. “My uncle ran. Jimmy’s protecting him.”The air seems to freeze for a second. Did I hear that right? What does he mean?The tension in the car thickens. Aaron lets out an irritated grunt, his words coming in a low, scornful tone.“Fucking Italians…” he mutters, eyes glued to the screen in front of him.But Vincent’s tone shifts. Something in the way he speaks, in the way he communicates, changes completely. He speaks directly to me, and his voice carries a warning, a concern that sends chills crawling up my spine.“Take care of yourself, Davina. Baby, I…” he says, and the seriousness is palpable. “You better, idiots, protect my girl! Because if anything happens…” He pauses, and the silence that follows is d

  • Bound by vengeance   121

    DAVINAI feel eyes on us as we walk down the stairs, Gutemberg’s steps steady at my side, our fingers intertwined naturally. The warmth of his hand in mine gives me a sense of safety, though I know that no matter how gentle his touch is, what lies ahead won’t be easy. Every step we descend echoes inside me, each movement heavier than the last. But what surprises me is his calmness. As if he knows exactly what to do. As if, somehow, he has already accepted the risk and knows that the battle ahead is no longer about choice. It’s about duty.We reach the bottom of the stairs, and when I look into the living room, I see everyone waiting. Timmy, with a tense expression and probably clenched fists. Aaron, always with that calculating gaze, examining everything with the coldness of someone already thinking about the next move. And Midnight, watching everyone with the authority of someone who has seen and done it all. Nothing is out of place, and for a moment, it feels like all of us were fat

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    DAVINAWe have a plan.I repeat it silently to myself as I adjust my tight jeans, feeling the fabric mold to my legs with almost uncomfortable precision. The weight of the knife against my skin inside my boot brings me a strange sense of security. Timmy taught me how to use it, short, precise strikes, straight to where it hurts the most. I remember his hands holding mine, the warmth of his body when he whispered that, in the end, the element of surprise was the best weapon of all.I slide the gun into the waistband of my jeans. Midnight taught me how to handle it, taught me not to hesitate when it’s time to pull the trigger. "If you hesitate, you die," he always says.The discreet click of the door opening makes me lift my eyes to the mirror. Gutemberg walks into the room without asking for permission, as if it belongs to him. And maybe it does, not the room, but the moment. His gaze runs over my body from head to toe, and there’s something strange there. It’s not desire, it’s not dis

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