TWISTED BLOODLINES

CHAPTER TWO. Abby's heart skipped a beat as Frank Nesmith approached. The closer he got, the more she became aware of his captivating presence. She had initially failed to notice his striking features on the plane, but now they were impossible to ignore. From a distance, Abby could identify his unique walking style. His long legs seemed to stumble slightly with each step, giving him a wrestler-like appearance. She found it oddly charming. As he drew nearer, she couldn't help but admire the contrast between his dark, glowing hair and his fair complexion. It only added to his charm and made him look even more attractive in her eyes. Abby's gaze shifted from his hair to his physique, and she couldn't help but appreciate the evident effort he had put into achieving such a well-built body. His muscles hinted at countless hours of hard work and dedication to the gym. The sight of his tattoos, partially revealed by his short-sleeved shirt, further excited her. Finally, when Fran

CHAPTER FOUR Abby silently prayed that Frank was lying about remembering her because she didn't want him to. However, her hopes were dashed as he bluntly asked, "You are the Witch, right?" Abby shook her head in response, mustering the courage to speak. "I'm Abigail," she said, avoiding direct eye contact with him. She began folding her clothes, finding peace in the silence that contrasted with Frank's loud and playfully nature. "Yeah, I know your name. You're the noisy witch who sat beside me on the plane," Frank continued, attempting to tease Abby. However, she remained unmoved, not even granting him a smile. Instead, she shot him a stern look and warned, "If you call me a witch again, I'll cut your tongue and feed it to the dogs so you won't be able to talk again." Normally, when Abby issued such a threat to Mick's opponents, they would become scared and sometimes back down. However, Frank seemed different. He burst into laughter, playfully nudging Abby. "Oh, I'm scared. You'

CHAPTER SIX "I..I..I.." Abby tried to form a complete sentence but the words were stuck on her lips. She looked everywhere and the guards surrounding her began to come closer. She just tried to compose herself, although she didn't believe in God, she prayed silently for a breakthrough. "Wait, boys" Alpha ordered his boys, who stood immediately, in response to the order. He bent down and picked the pizza from the front. Immediately he picked up the pizza, it got stuck in his right palm. But Alpha didn't notice, he opened the pizza and found a little time bomb there, it counted in seconds. Without thinking, he tried pulling his hand from underneath the pizza box but his right palm got stuck and wasn't leaving. He raised his head to lash out at Abby and the realization dawned on me that the person standing in front of him was the notorious and heartless killer, serial 15. "What have you done you a witch?" he yelled, making Abby burst into uncontrollable laughter. A

CHAPTER EIGHT "I'm not drooling," Abby said firmly. She took three steps away from Frank which made me laugh genuinely. "This house is really beautiful, wait till you get to the wrestling arena," Frank said with a smile, after taking three steps toward Abby. "Wrestling?" Abby asked, she was looking into Frank's eyes, which made him rather uncomfortable but he knew better than to compose himself. "Yes, wrestling. That's how most of us earn money to meet here dear" Frank said and Abby county help but be rather surprised. Abby had left her past which was filled with fights and horror to start a new life filled with fights and horror. Her eyebrow arched as she thought, "Could Amara be doing this?" She decides to ask Frank who has been staring at her since, "Does Amara wrestle?" "Nah, she doesn't," Frank said and Abby felt a solid relief. "But I do," Frank continued. "What? Why the fuck will you wrestle? Abby asked Frank, with shock in her voice. Frank's

CHAPTER TEN "Did he break any bones?" Amara asked the doctor who had just attended to Frank. The doctor nodded and replied, "The blow to his head was a little severe, he is going to need someone close to pay close attention to him when he's being discharged" The doctor said with a warm smile. With that, the doctor left Amara. Amara rushed into Frank's ward, she found him lying on the bed with a bandage around his head. Frank felt shy and couldn't look Amara in the eye, he had never lost a fight and just because of Abby he lost one, and he lost very poorly. Frank had no idea of how he was going to face his coach or his team, he expected more from him and he failed them. Frank had bragged about all his wins to Abby and she might think less of him or so he thought. "Are you ashamed of me or you are ashamed that you lost?" Amara asked as she took a seat close to him. Amara noticed his discomfort and she searched for something that would make him change his mood. "You w