All Chapters of Revenged Love : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Rogers finally rose and headed for the exit, his guards following closely behind.Fortunately for Luis, he had already emptied his glass, every sip now resting in his stomach. The moment Rogers stepped out of the café, one of Luis’s men, who had been discreetly watching him the whole time, immediately placed a call to Mark."Get ready. He’s coming," he said, ending the call. Rising from his seat, he adjusted his cap and stepped out.By then, Rogers had already sped off.Mark, meanwhile, waited further down the road with his men, concealed behind a building. His eyes scanned the street for any sign of Rogers and his entourage, his gun poised and ready.His plan was to abduct Rogers once the drug took effect. It was supposed to make him cough violently after a few minutes, before finally succumbing to unconsciousness.But the drug hadn’t started working yet. Rogers remained calm, scrolling through his phone as if nothing were amiss.Unlike Luis, Rogers didn’t have a fleet of cars surr

FLASHBACK***Rogers knew exactly how dirty Luis could get. He knew Luis was dangerous, and he knew retaliation was inevitable especially since he held evidence strong enough to destroy him. He’d even mocked Luis about it during their last phone call, and Luis was not the type to let an insult go unanswered.The evidence in question was a recording from the night Axel’s parents were killed, showing how Axel was drugged afterwards and taken away. Rogers had the entire clip. How he obtained it, however, was a story for another day.---While Luis was meeting with his men in one of his warehouses, a spy sent by Rogers stood by the entrance, quietly listening to their conversation."Boss," Mark began, "one of our men found out who’ll be on the 12 o’clock shift at the café tomorrow. We traced her background, and we have enough leverage to threaten her."He leaned in."The barista has a brother in boarding school. If we convince her to drug Rogers’ drink, we’ll use the boy to keep her q

Warning: Before you read this chapter, please be aware that it contains sensitive content involving human slaughter and ruthlessness. Feel free to skip this chapter if you think it might trigger you. Thank you.____Later that afternoon, Mark stood in the dim, cold room that reeked of blood and human organs. His injuries were far from healed, but he still intended to carry out Luis’s instructions.He was currently pulling on his thick black gloves while two of his men - Luke and Connor, stood beside him, ready to assist.Luke was smaller but far deadlier, the kind whose cruelty came effortlessly.Connor was the opposite, calmer and controlled, but no less ruthless when it mattered.As soon as Mark was done putting on his gloves, he turned to them."Bring two at a time," he instructed.They both nodded with a low hum of acknowledgment before walking out.Mark then reached for his blade on the counter. He watched the way it caught the light, his face unreadable, then picked up another o

Luis had already thrown on his clothes. His shirt was half-buttoned from shaking hands, and his tie hung loose around his neck. He grabbed his phone and was about to rush out when Brenda stepped out of the bathroom. She had already been frowning after hearing the panic in his voice from inside, but her frown deepened the moment she saw how disheveled he looked. "What’s wrong?" she asked. Luis froze, then turned toward her. His eyes were wide, slightly red. "Brenda!" he breathed, rushing toward her. His hands were trembling as they clamped onto her shoulders. Brenda blinked in confusion. "Something’s wrong!" "Calm down and tell me what it is," she said, gently prying his hands off before holding them in hers. "You’re scaring me." Luis pulled away and ran a hand through his hair. "Mark just called me," he began, "he said all the organs he harvested yesterday… they’re gone." Brenda’s eyes flew wide. "What?!" "H-how—" "I don't know how this happened!" Luis snapped, his ar

The moment Luis stepped in with his guard, he didn’t spare a single glance at the lavish décor.His mansion might have been twice the size of Rogers’, but Rogers undeniably had better taste.Everything here was dressed in deep golden tones that screamed royalty, and Luis paused just as the door clicked shut behind him.His gaze locked onto Rogers, who, of course, met it with that usual, infuriating smile. Rogers didn’t bother to rise, offer a handshake, or show even the faintest courtesy.He simply said,"Welcome."Luis’s fingers twitched at the sound of his voice. They were already itching to seize him by the throat... to squeeze until something finally snapped. But he swallowed hard, forcing his hands to clench instead. The effort to restrain himself was so intense that sweat gathered on his brow, despite the air conditioner humming in the background.Somehow, he kept himself together and moved forward, his guard slipping silently in behind him.Rogers smirked."I expected you to