All Chapters of Vengeance Brought Me To His Bed : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

ANGEL'S It had been almost three hours since the writing got published, we still hadn't taken it down. A part of me wanted to leave it be, Yuri deserved that much, but it was being tied down to the clan. I had begun getting calls and messages from clients who wished to pause with their orders. Our shipment also was supposed to arrive in a few days, but with this many eyes on us, it's gonna be quite risky. I sat wondering what we could possibly do, maybe call on Denver for a negotiation. I shook my head disapprovingly, there was no way he was gonna agree to that. I mean who agrees to such when all he clearly wanted was revenge. I knew it had to be something else. Maybe offer him an alternative so he doesn't have to implicate the Dragovich's clan. I hated the fact I had to be put in such a position. A part of me knew the right thing to do was handing Yuri over to the police, it would increase the public sentiment and at the same time Denver was so badly getting what he wanted, revenge

ADELE'S POVI got to the Dragovich's house at the later hours of the evening, I was extremely pissed at Angel, he stood me up, he fucking stood me up. I had waited for his call or at least a text but didn't get any. I stood out in front of my studio, peeping into the street in search of his car. I felt foolish for waiting out for him and more foolish because I still had to go back to the same house, I couldn't go anywhere else were, not because I was a prisoner but because I wanted to hear Angel explain himself, make me feel less of a fool than I was.The house was extremely quiet, strangely silent. The servants, unlike the ones who usually walked around looking and acting lively, had this gloomy look on all of their faces, except for a few who couldn't max their expression. I began to wonder if my problem now should be Angel not showing up after suggesting we go have dinner together or whatever it is that had gone wrong in this place, I walked into the sitting room unintentionally cl

ERIC'S POV I hadn't been at peace ever since we stepped into the man called Denver's House, if I had known earlier maybe I would have called in sick and certainly not show up at the Dragovich's house, no way I would have gotten dragged down into this deep shit. I never expected things would have turned out that way or worse. I didn't think Yuri would go that extreme, first he was with a gun but I concluded for my own sanity he wasn't gonna make use of it, and then he confessed to really killing Denver's wife. For my sanity, I also had earlier hoped it was just some kind of misinformation posted online, but there he was excitedly telling the truth. I knew Yuri was an asshole, but certainly not up to that point. As I stood right next to him trying my very best to keep myself alive by doing whatever he asked, I realized I was so fucked up, and to make things worse? Yuri had to fucking die, why the hell did the dimwit die so easily.I sat in my chair fidgeting so much I could have pissed

ADELE'S POV As I walked back into the mansion, scornful eyes were pointed my way. It was the evening of Yuri's funeral which I solely refused to attend, no doubt I wasn't a fan of his and I most definitely wouldn't pretend like I cared for him. I had spent most of the day with Emily, at least not until Denver woke up. I didn't hate Denver, but I hated the decision he made which ended up ruining lots of people, starting off with Angel and then Arina. If only he never had written those words, if only it never got into the Internet maybe Yuri wouldn't have barged into his place with a gun. I had tried my best to shake off that thought and stop shifting blames, but I couldn't. I walked on through the mini crowd in search of Arina, I hadn't seen her since the previous night and hadn't stopped calling her line but it never went through, I was getting a bit worried about her. I stood quite a distance away from the garden where there were only a few people roaming around and with my eyes, I

ANGEL'S POV I left Dragovich's house, dragging my keys out from Joe's hands. They were eyes staring right at me, but I didn't care, Sergio Moretti was a reckless being who wouldn't pause until he got what he wanted, I wasn't gonna sit back another second and wait, I wouldn't let him touch a strand out from her hair. I drove at an extreme speed clinging tightly to my cell phone that hadn't stopped buzzing. I had abruptly cut the call on Sergio once I was certain he was the one. I knew his home, certainly it was no point sitting behind and hearing him speak, most definitely try to threaten me. I drove right into the Moretti clan, driving over all of its guards that dared to block my path. I was blinded by fury and didn't pause despite their numerous shooting until I was right at the entrance. I took my pistol out from my belt porch and dragged out another from the car's little safe. The guards by now had surrounded my car and I stepped out slowly from it.“Don't move, don't fucking mo