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Chapter Seventy
Pavel ordered that Gabriella be brought to him after being disappointed when he did not receive a response from NBCI about his demands. He was worriedly looking out the window when she was brought in and carelessly slumped into a chair in front of him. Pavel turned to looked at her and she scoffed, her eyes glistening with mixed feelings of hate and gratitude. Apart from locking her and Lusha up, nothing major had been done to me. She and Lusha had food to eat, a comfy bed to lay down on and no torture. This made her wonder why Pavel was hesitant to deal mercilessly with her when he had it in him to hurt her.
"Your people did not respond to my message." Pavel told her as he poured himself a drink. "I am not a weakling that they should rush to rescue me.""Or maybe you are not important to them.""Keep dreaming, Pavel." Gabriella scoffed again. "You are my prisoner and you want to be hardheaded?""Do your worst! I am done playing with yRelated chapters
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Gabriella..." Lance whispered her name. Gabriella stood up, dashed to him and hugged him."Daniel.." Gabriella cried on his shoulders. John walked in and began scrutinizing the basement to give them space. He found Lusha hiding behind a barrel and offered her his hand for help. She readily agreed. Hugging lengthily, Gabriella and Lance cried in each other's arms for a while before John interrupted them."We should go now." He said. Gabriella smiled at him and saluted."At ease..." John said and began walking to the door. Lance looked at Gabriella and caressed her cheek. Lusha grinned happily as she walked behind them."Why didn't you salute me too? I am the senior most here.""Do you want to brag about it?" Gabriella scoffed. As they reached the door, Pavel suddenly showed up and kicked John torso, sending him to the cold floor beneath Gabriella and Lance."Nice to meet you, Daniel and goodbye!" Pavel cried out. Looking up, Lance reali
My trafficked love Chapter One
It was chilly Monday morning and headquarters was filled with a lot of officers, hailing from different Intelligence and Crime Divisions, a sign that this would be a hectic day for all the officers and agents. Lance, the best Agent at NBCI, a short form of the famous National Bureau of Crime Investigation strode across the lobby, receiving greetings from colleagues and admirers as he headed to his office, feeling a sense of pride. He was not only good at his work but also undeniably good at stealing the hearts of beautiful ladies; he was heartthrob of the entire NBCI as far as the women were concerned. He even managed to steal the heart of the Chief-Agent’s daughter, Katrina Boyaze; tall, slender, beautiful and light-skinned,obviously the most attractive woman at the Subdivision but not for Lance. Katrina was definitely not Lance’s type of woman because of her cheeky and pompous attitude, stemming from social status. She was shrewd in her ways, usually taking shortcuts to pr
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Dario stared at the man in his clutches with bloodshot eyes while the others watched in fear; trembling like little children. At this moment, this man had a fifty percent chance of survival because Dario Pavel was as deadly as a viper; ruthless to the core.“How can they move if they are still tied?” He asked them. “We spent lots of money on these women and you want them to die before they even serve their purpose.”“Sorry boss.” The man said as he struggled to breath.“Sorry will not rectify your mistake. Untie them quickly” Pavel replied as he freed the man in his clutches.“Yes, boss” the others replied at once; obeying his orders instantly. The helpless women staggered out of the container as soon as they were freed but one them was too injured to move. Laying lifelessly on the cold floor of the container, she whimpered; calling for death to take her away. Pavel walked up to her and felt her
My trafficked love Chapter Three
Later that night when Pavel returned to his room, he found the girl sleeping once again, and disappointed, he took the couch so that she could comfortably sleep in his bed. Meanwhile, he watched her sleep, admiring her lusciously as his thoughts run wild for a moment. The girl was an ethereal beauty; it was impossible to resist the urge to look at her because she was like a weapon of attraction, luring Pavel into reverie as he fantasied about all the things he could do to her and with her in his bed. But he soon snapped out of his wild thoughts, fumbling into his pockets for a lighter and when he had found it, he grabbed a Cuban cigarette from his table and lit it before inhaling from it deeply to clear the lingering thoughts.Soon, he was feeling better and decided to sleep as well but the girl suddenly began coughing profusely, struggling to breathe in the process. Her situation was frightful and worrisome to Dario that he sprang up and rushed to the girl’s side
My trafficked love Chapter Four
Lady Fay placed a bowl of soup in Kedade’s hands and ordered her to take it to Pavel’s room. Like most of the women in the brothel, Lady Fay was envious of Kedade and wanted to see crushed emotionally when she witnessed how close Pavel and sunny were getting.“Why must I be the one to take this to her?” Kedade asked impudently.“Because I said so.” Lady Fay replied with a sinister smile.“Anyone else can do it.” Kedade said as she impolitely placed the bowl back into Lady Fay’s hands.“You seem to forget that you're no longer the special lady here.” Lady Fay remarked before hysterically laughing at Kedade. “Do not make me upset and do as you are told.”“You can laugh all you want. But I will regain my status even if it is the last thing I do.” Kedade said. She took the bowl from Lady Fay and stormed out of the kitchen while the latter bellowed with laughter.
My trafficked love Chapter Five
Pavel laid Sunny on his bed. With his thoughts running wild, he massaged her hands so that she could regain consciousness. Luckily for Sunny, Pavel had come to save her right before the Chandelier could crush into her. His eyes glittered with joy, knowing that he had saved her from death once again but this didn’t stop him from worrying. Considering that, he was the one who had been fixing up the other room for Sunny and he didn’t make mistake while installing the Chandelier, Pavel was sure that someone had tempered with it deliberately.“Bring me, Kedade.” Pavel coldly said after coming to a conclusion that Kedade was the culprit. Saga though not convinced that Kedade was at fault obeyed his master’s command and went out to fetch Kedade. Meanwhile, Pavel returned into the room to investigate further, and kneeling beside crushed Chandelier, he inspected it with vivid alertness but something else caught his attention. It was a scent a lotion; limi
My trafficked love Chapter Six
Sitting in a private suite of the City’s famous ‘elite’ nightclub, Lance emptied a glass of John Barleycorn and replenished his glass. The slow love song playing in the background riled up Lance’s sorrows as Gabriella crossed his mind, tormenting him and making him lovesick. He was about to gulp this one down too when a feminine hand grabbed hold of the glass, taking it away from him.“Drinking alone, honey?” A beautiful tall lady said to him as he looked up at her. She smiled brightly at him, weakening his resolve to send her packing. Lance smiled back and gestured her to take a sit beside him but she sat on his lap instead and winked at him smilingly. Her smile was dazzling, revealing a nice order of white teeth and dark gums which made Lance lose his mind, leering at her.“Do you want to kill me with your beauty?” Lance asked her smilingly.“It depends on the kind of death you want.” The woman
My trafficked love Chapter Seven
Later that evening, Lance unwillingly drove Katrina to her office. He wasn’t planning to drive her home like she requested but the chief Agent’s invitation to his house prompted a change of heart. Katrina giggled like a child; hovering on cloud nine when Lance opened the door of the car for her.“Thank you.” She chirped expectantly but Lance’s attention was somewhere else. He scrutinized his superior’s house like an agent he was; taking time to admire the beautiful flower gardens that surrounded the entire yard.“My grandfather and I planted these.” Katrina said; noticing that Lance was admiring the flowers.“How old were you?” Lance asked sincerely.“Thirteen, i think.” Katrina chuckled. “Why do you ask?”“I was just thinking about how adorable you must have been...” Lance replied before walking on ahead of her.“Is that a compliment?&rdquo
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