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Chapter 79: Donga’s Scheme

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It was morning, and once again sleep had eluded me for the most of the night as I had not heard any tangible news from my men.

All I had been hearing were unimportant information about my businesses and how the investments in Daniel’s care were.

It was all to plain that I suspected that there actually was very viral information that he was coming to give to me by himself.

It was a method we both had been using since we started working together.

We could never risk leaking vital information as it could cost us more than our lives.

One could not be too careful.

I stood at the edge of the mountain and waited. It had been about 4 days since I got the last message and if I had calculated right, Daniel should be reaching here within the hour.

He was the only one besides Grayson that knew where we were.

After some hours, at exactly 8:00 p.m. Daniel with a gray hoodie, scuffed boots, eyes that scanned everything before stepping through a doorway. Paranoid. Good. I’d trained him that
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  • The Traitor's Daughter    Chapter 79: Donga’s Scheme

    It was morning, and once again sleep had eluded me for the most of the night as I had not heard any tangible news from my men. All I had been hearing were unimportant information about my businesses and how the investments in Daniel’s care were. It was all to plain that I suspected that there actually was very viral information that he was coming to give to me by himself. It was a method we both had been using since we started working together. We could never risk leaking vital information as it could cost us more than our lives. One could not be too careful. I stood at the edge of the mountain and waited. It had been about 4 days since I got the last message and if I had calculated right, Daniel should be reaching here within the hour. He was the only one besides Grayson that knew where we were. After some hours, at exactly 8:00 p.m. Daniel with a gray hoodie, scuffed boots, eyes that scanned everything before stepping through a doorway. Paranoid. Good. I’d trained him that

  • The Traitor's Daughter    Chapter 79: Donga’s Scheme

    It was morning, and once again sleep had eluded me for the most of the night as I had not heard any tangible news from my men. All I had been hearing were unimportant information about my businesses and how the investments in Daniel’s care were. It was all to plain that I suspected that there actually was very viral information that he was coming to give to me by himself. It was a method we both had been using since we started working together. We could never risk leaking vital information as it could cost us more than our lives. One could not be too careful. I stood at the edge of the mountain and waited. It had been about 4 days since I got the last message and if I had calculated right, Daniel should be reaching here within the hour. He was the only one besides Grayson that knew where we were. After some hours, at exactly 8:00 p.m. Daniel with a gray hoodie, scuffed boots, eyes that scanned everything before stepping through a doorway. Paranoid. Good. I’d trained him that

  • The Traitor's Daughter    Chapter 78: Training

    The crack of dawn in this place was a different kind of magical. It was calm and chaotic at the same time.The cock always crowed as soon as it felt or saw the first sign if daylight, and never missed it. At this point, I didn't even need an alarm to wake yo be ause fir the three days we had spent here, I had been woken up by the cock’s crow. As soon as I moved my body, I heard a crack that reminded me of a decision that I almost slapped myself for even though I knew it was for the best.Standing up. I walked to the bathroom, as my body ached from yesterday’s session, but I didn’t mind. Pain meant progress. Every muscle that throbbed beneath my skin was a badge of something I never thought I’d crave again: strength.Real strength. My own.I had asked Lorenzo to help me train a few days ago. The words had barely left my mouth when I saw his face twist with hesitation, not because he doubted me, but because he was terrified of breaking what was still healing. And I got it. I was hea

  • The Traitor's Daughter    Chapter 77: Grayson

    My breath came in short pants with my chest heaving and constructing from how much I had ran in such a short time.This man was unbelievable, I thought we were playing but he was more than determined to catch me.I knew very well that he hated the mention of Warren, especially when I was praising him and did that in purpose.I also knew that the hatred didn't run deep, he was just jealous everytime I spoke high of the man.“I surrender!” I yell with my hands up as he approached me, thinking that would get him off my back as I was so done with running.Unfortunately, he had no mercy on me and ticked me till I was almost on the floor, struggling to catch my breath as the more I tried, the more the air evaded me.Laughing himself too, he starts to calm down and laid his weight on me fully.He was so heavy that I could not help but grunt in slight discomfort but as uncomfortable as it was, I did not want him to get up because it was still somewhat comforting.“I love you.” He said as his

  • The Traitor's Daughter    Chapter 76: A New Place

    Standing in the midst of bushes on a steep mountain as the weather turned dark. I was staring at a beat up wodeen shed that was supposed to be our new place and to say I was disappointed would be an understatement.I was scared.The place looked haunted. The sound of the howling breeze and the sway of branches as the day got dark in the middle of nowhere was nothing short of scary.I know we left for my safety but this is extreme.The wooden doors that I think we're once brown,were now dark and had mushrooms stuck to it. The door in question was swinging open with the air and even the stick walls, had holes in them.“It looks like no one has been here since the earth was formed.” I said to Lorenzo whinjust cackled at my words and expression.Was he not finding it as crazy as I was.The could would literally kill us because this was basically living in a tree.“Come on, the inside may look better. Don't judge a book by its cover.” He said to me as he dragged out bags inside with almost

  • The Traitor's Daughter    Chapter 75: Shut Up!

    Lorenzo's P.O.V Leaving this city was a bittersweet feeling.A city that broke me but made me who I was today.The company had gang that I built, was one that I had no choice but to build, because I learnt the hard way that only with power can one protect themselves and the ones around them.I was leaving everything behind but not fully as I had my eyes and ears still here. My houses, investments, and even my company still running.My gang was not one that went out to search for trouble but was always low-key. Even being so calm, we made somany enemies who were just oppressed by our silence and might.All these could function without me, as I had programmed it that way from the start.All I needed now, was Donga in my hands.It was funny but I was somewhat glad that he was so hard to catch because that meant that my father was not careless in letting that man close, the man was just too capable.He got my father but would never get me or my wife.My days of underestimating him were g

  • The Traitor's Daughter    chapter 74: Love and Assurance

    The way life could change so fast was one thing that would always shock me. I can't believe that my life has actually come to this in such a short time. Just about seven months ago, I was in deep hell. In a place that I never thought I would escape. A hellish torment that made me make several attempts on my life because I was all alone with no help, and now, I had help. I had love and people in my corner. I had a person who would do anything he possibly could to protect me and keep me from my demons, even if it means risking what he had worked all his life for. Suddenly, life doesn't feel so bad anymore. I know that I still had that little fear in me of the unknown. That fear that this man may not be with me for very long because I knew just how disgustingly capable the monster that is supposed to be my father is, and also knew that he would never stop until he sees that I stopped breathing. In this fight, there was no in between. It's either he dies or I do. That I knew

  • The Traitor's Daughter    Chapter 73: Her Safety

    Lorenzo’s POVI didn’t sleep that night.Not because I couldn’t. Because I wouldn’t.Sarah lay curled against me, finally still after hours of trembling. Her face was peaceful now, but I knew that peace was borrowed. Fragile. Her breathing was even, but I felt the storm she was holding back. It pulsed under her skin, and in the small sounds she made whenever the wind knocked against the windows. Every time, I reached for her. Every time, she clung a little tighter.I kept my eyes on the ceiling, memorizing every creak in the cabin’s frame. Every groan in the wood. I tracked the trees outside by the way their shadows shifted across the floor. I listened for anything. Everything.Because I knew he was still out there.Donga.That bastard had come back, not just as a threat, but as a ghost Sarah was finally starting to lay to rest. And now, she was bleeding again.Not on the outside.But in all the places I couldn’t reach with my hands.By dawn, I had a plan. It wasn’t perfect. Plans rar

  • The Traitor's Daughter    Chapter 72: Sarah’s Bravery

    Sarah’s POVIt happened on a Tuesday.The kind of day that felt ordinary in all the right ways, socks warm from the dryer, fresh coffee in my favorite mug, and Lorenzo’s jacket draped over the kitchen chair because he never remembered to hang it up. The wind carried the smell of pine, and I had just sent my first message to a support group I found online. I was building something again. Piece by piece.I thought I was safe.I thought peace had roots now, buried deep enough that nothing could dig them up.I was wrong.I’d gone out to the clearing again, the same one I had walked to days before when I finally felt free in my body again. I’d brought my journal and a blanket, planning to spend an hour under the clouds scribbling thoughts and hopes and maybe even a letter to my younger self.The wind was softer today. The sky open and merciful.I didn’t hear him at first.Didn’t sense it.Didn’t feel the old, heavy darkness until it was already too close.The snap of a branch.I turned.An

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