บททั้งหมดของ VENGEFUL HEARTS: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

HELENDays passed by.Leaving a hollowness in my chest, as well as the cramps in my thighs from the gym sessions.It’s been five whole days since I have seen him. Since I had caught a glimpse of the man I should be reserving some hate for, from all the hate I still bore towards Tyler.It was driving me crazy, and there was no way to control it.Was he away on a business trip? Was he too busy with his empire? Or was he avoiding me?I scoffed at the thought of the impossibility. I will be damned if a man like him ever considers me too tough an opponent even to avoid.I am not but a mere toy to him that must be available whenever he needs, and right now I wish he would send for me, even if to just give me the mere chance of seeing his face.Oh hell, I am going crazy.I readjusted for the seventeenth time since I woke up, on the bed, willing for the thoughts in my head to disappear like the darkness of the night that was slowly giving way to the beautiful morning sun - I have seen the sun

HELENI had been excited to see what the world looked like after almost two months of being locked away in a den. But the darkness that covered the sky outside was not what I had hoped to see.I wasn’t even sure where I was, and I couldn’t guess. The issue of my location never came up in my conversations with Parker or even the damn recruit that made me leave my home.But if I were to make a guess, it would be somewhere in Italy. At least that was all the information the sonofabitch was kind enough to tell me about himself.The momentary lines of lightning that pierced through the dark sky were the only light that lit up the vast lands and water bodies we drove by, and I was glad I was not being blindfolded or anything - the night sight still looked amazing, and made me wish to see more.The drive to wherever the hell they were taking me was long and quiet - not like I was expecting anyone to say anything - but I wanted so badly to break the silence between Carlos, who was driving the

HELENDoes a week pass by so excruciatingly slowly, or does it just feel so when you are thinking of someone you…Well, I can’t be certain that it’s love that I feel for him, but how else do I explain the unwavering thoughts of him as I spend the day, and the restless dreams I have of him while I sleep?I should be moving on with my life, and looking forward to doing everything I always dreamed of doing when I have the support I need, especially since the security chief was offering me the opportunity.That is what everyone calls him around here, and even when I got over the shock of how wonderful he seemed to be and asked him his real name, he wouldn’t tell me, but assured me that I could be comfortable around him and be sure of my safety.I noticed the way he looked at me, the way he treated me, and tried so hard to make me see him for who he is, but I have spent so much time with the wrong type of men that I can never really trust another.‘You looked plump and pretty when you showe

LUCIO‘Mr Martinez, there was nothing we could do by the time we got there; we lost them both.’I sat by the corner of the room like a mute clown, shivering in fear and dumb with guilt.I had been there, I had watched as the fire consumed them, and somehow my throat was cloaked, and I could not scream for help.I just stood over their burning and screaming bodies until I could take it no longer, and I turned and ran away.I couldn’t look at my father as he spoke with the paramedics, and I knew he was not paying any attention to me either. There was no way to tell if he was pissed with me or if he was just so heartbroken to pay any more attention to the only surviving member of his family.One who had survived that accident that had ended the life of his wife and his pretty little daughter on their way to visit their grandparents during the elections.As I sat in the corner and listened to the men after men who came in to sympathize with my dad, I felt like I was on fire myself. I felt

HELEN‘Come on, you say it like I had a choice and chose to play it rough with the young man’ I said and laughed as I recalled the look on the waiter’s face when I gave him a piece of his cake after insinuating that I was one of those girls that love to frolic with older men for their money.‘I am sure he learned well not to joke with a diva,’ he replied, and I laughed heartily at his comment, not wanting to bury myself in the true meaning of what he meant.I stacked the cards and pushed them in front of him to shuffle, smiling mischievously as I watched him expertly shuffle the cards like a pro in a casino. I watched as the card followed his hands like the invisible thread that controls the puppet, wondering how none of it fell off while his hand was suspended in the air and the cards rained down from it.‘You are a brilliant lady, Helen, and you learn real fast. I wish I had known that before I challenged you’ he said with a playful smile on his face.‘Well, I am sure there is a lot