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I knew he was here. Third Person's PoV "Dark!" Exelle screamed, but her voice was drowned out by the noise echoing throughout the ship. As Exelle looked up towards the area where she could see the helicopter Dark was in, she was jolted by another explosion from the other side of the ship. She glanced in that direction and was about to move when she remembered that her hands were still tied. At this point, she almost cursed herself for escaping from Alexis, but still not managing to free her hands.

Today, I was supposed to be at school but I didn't feel like it so now I'm entering bus after bus with no destination in my mind, all I had on me was my wallet and cigarettes. She was in my dreams again, clad in a white dress that was soiled with dirt. There was not an ounce of emotion in her eyes they were so empty and she seemed really furious. Numerous times she pointed towards a garden that was covered in dark fogs, when I made no move to check it out she screamed, it was so terrifying but I couldn't even wake or move my body. She slammed her body into mine, it sent me flying into the garden.

I am not strong enough to survive another reality check of the brutal life. ****** Hola beautiful people!! Shocked anyone...?? Did anyone of you thought some thing like this to occur..? Well as I have said before everyone will pay for their sins. And that's what Neev will do now. It's his time to pay. Hope you all like the chapter. Do share your thoughts and do review In His Hell on GoodNovel with stars and your precious words. Do follow me on Instagram @author_priyaraj to know more about updates and stories .

As always, he started shouted when he got frustrated. The handwriting and the habit of conveying the message to her enemies by writing it with blood were familiar to them... because it had happened before. *Flashback* "CATCH HER!!" Thomas shouted at his men as they started running after the girl...Summer Astley. They had kidnapped her, but somehow, she managed to escape. "I WANT HER DEAD!" He shouted again. Oliver was with those guards and was running after her. She was fast and pretty good at hiding. It was the same warehouse that she had destroyed in the present time. She somehow managed to get out of their grasp and was now running on the road.

"Are you sure you didn't hear anything? Did they just beat you for a week without even a word coming out from their mouth? And how did you escape from them when you're blindfolded and tied? Jacob?" He became speechless as he scratches the back of his head. "Er. Yeah! I heard nothing. They just beat me and let me starve for a week. I thought it was the end of me and that I'm gonna die without fucking you again. That would be a nightmare for me. And I managed to escape from them because of... let's just say luck. I was lucky enough to escape breathing and not hard cold body," he said. "You are telling the truth," I said. "What? Of course, I am telling the truth! Why won't you believe me?"

Liam’s heart raced as he followed the kidnappers' car, every fiber of his being focused on catching up. He kept his distance, his car silently gliding through the winding mountain roads, the headlights from the kidnappers’ vehicle illuminating the night. He could see Suzanne through the window, struggling against her captors, her face a mask of fear.

I NEED HELP. The words glowed against the screen, sharp with panic. Pressing **send** felt like throwing an anchor into a storm, like clinging to something solid in a sea of terror. I tossed the phone onto the bed, my body stiff with fear, ears straining against the muffled footsteps outside. Time was slipping through my fingers. I couldn’t speak. One sound, one wrong move, and I was dead.

Leaning in, I whispered to her, "It's not like it's your money. Go ahead and splurge. It's on your boss." Rhea hesitated but ultimately couldn't resist the temptation. The items she picked, though few, ended up being more expensive than everything she had selected for me combined. I said nothing throughout the checkout process. After all, Jack was the one footing the bill. I wanted him to see Rhea's greed firsthand. Once the mission was complete, I pretended to look exhausted. "Darling, I'm tired. Can we go home now?" Jack nodded with a quiet grunt, then turned to Rhea. "Ms. Carhill, you should head home early too."

I could still feel Aaron's control through the phone. But I wasn't going to stay. Not this time. I walked through the house, studying every corner. There was a guard outside, but he looked bored, careless. It was enough. I climbed down from the second-floor bedroom window, carefully lowering myself into the garden below, then hoisted myself over the low fence. The wind whipped against my face, and I almost cried out. Finally... I was free again. I ran desperately along the familiar streets. Twilight was falling, and the distant glow of the streetlights became my only guide.

Her thumb hovered over the button. Liam’s eyes widened. “Helen, don’t.” Her voice was calm, serene. “The past has to end somewhere.” I barely had time to scream before the ground beneath us exploded in light and sound. The chapel behind her erupted, fire tearing through the night sky. The force knocked us both off our feet, the heat searing my skin as I hit the ground hard. Debris rained down around us, smoke filling the air. My ears rang, my head spinning. Through the haze, I saw Helen standing amid the flames, her face illuminated in orange light.