RESCUED BY THE DON'S BROTHER의 모든 챕터: 챕터 141 - 챕터 150

It was only the shadows of the moon that were visible. Nothing else was in sight.Gia swallowed hard, flickering her eyes three times and fixing them again on that same spot where she had seen that image, but it was still the mockery that was staring back at her. “There is no one there.” Martin stated the obvious, hesitating to make a call.“No! I cannot be hallucinating. It was so real. He must be somewhere. I saw him!” Gia howled while everyone stood still, listening to her seemingly baseless worries.‘She must be traumatized by what she went through.’ One voice spoke from behind them.‘Yeah, I think she needs to be examined before she goes completely crazy.’ Another voice mocked.‘I concur. I mean, she's seeing things that are not there.’Gia listened to all of them make a mockery of her, her hand trembling in Martins. She was fuming with rage. And as if to make a fool out of her more, through another window, she saw a flash of the same image.She shut her eyes, trying to prove the

It was at the crack of dawn when Gia, Martin, and their squad drove back into the hotel.“You want me to walk you inside?” Martin asked as the other officers took their respective places within the vicinity.Gia smiled with appreciation. “And get into a fight with my sister? No! You have done so much. I will take it from here.”“Okay. Take care. I will inform you if I get any information.” Martin said.Gia nodded and walked to the door after exchanging a word of goodbye with Martin. The night had been a rollercoaster. Actually, it was hours. Dreadful hours that her fears were confirmed now beyond any doubt.As Gia returned to her hotel room, her heart still racing from the unnerving encounter at the music gala, she hoped for a moment of respite from the shadows that had clouded her night. However, as she entered the room, she was met with an unheralded sight that stopped her on her toes as soon as she entered.Her sister, Grace, and Deep's parents sat somberly in the dimly lit room, t

“You are right about that. I don’t regret it at all. I would do the same thing over and over again if put in the same situation. And yes, I don’t remember saying that someone forced me to pull the trigger. I did it willingly.” Gia affirmed.Mrs. Azzua took a bold step toward Gia, her dangerous eyes aiming to demean her but failing. His tone of voice rhymed with a look in her eyes—threatening. "Then, as soon as now, I ask you to back off my son’s life. It was bad enough that you brought all this trouble upon him, and with this revelation that you just made, I never want you for my son.”Gia smirked with a gesture of sarcasm. “That is not for you to decide at all, Mrs. Azzua. It is for Deep and I to decide. And if he was okay with what I did, then I am sorry, but it is you who should back off our backs.”Anger rose pretty high in Mrs. Azzua, her eyes burning while her every sense of being shook as she spoke. “I am his mother. In the end, it is me who will have to give my blessing and my

With a sense of urgency driving their movements, Gia, Grace, and Deep's parents arrived at Deep's residence after a long 25-minute drive. The drive was actually not that long in normal circumstances. It was just their urgency pressing on them. That was why the short drive seemed so long.Parking outside the gate, they all alighted, Gia leading the way because he was conversant with the place and the security man. It was her third time being there. The security guard knew him very well.They knocked on the gate, and the security man opened the gate on the first knock, his face dropping after seeing the four faces plus the number of men standing some metres back.“Hello, Simon. How are you?" Gia greeted.Simon’s eyes were restless, darting from one unfamiliar face to the next before responding. “Miss Gia, hi! Aah, is there a problem?"Gia shook her head to reassure him that there was an alarm. “A little. We just need to ask you some questions about your boss, Simon. By the way, these ar

Gia lost control when she saw Deep's appalling condition. Her whole body went through a phase of shock and shuddering as she let out a couple of weak gasps. In the sterile hospital room, just beside the bed, lay a barren seat. She dragged her feeble, rebellious feet, one hand pressing her chest, soothing her heart, while the other covered her mouth in an inutile gamble to block the sobs. She finally made it to the seat after a laborious journey, and she slammed on the seat, her eyes staring at her vague image of her incomprehensible Greek god.Her eyes were filled with tears, her heart was bursting with pain, and her body was lost in hopelessness. Her hands finally toured to her face, scouring the tears away so that she could see her lover clearly. The once-perfect and radiant face now appeared Afro-American, slathered in scrapes and bruises. Her poor heart split into a million pieces like a piece of glass slipped to the floor, regrets and remorse enveloping her.Deep’s body was motio