Kill Or Free Lorenzo Novels & Stories

"You were also present in her room that day, June. You were there as her maid." "Did you just call me a maid?" She growled. What was she acting up about? Everyone knew she was a maid before she climbed her way to the Alpha bed. "Weren’t you a maid?" I asked. "If Luna Eleanor didn’t die, do you think you would have the chance to be the Pack's Luna? Come to think of it, you killed her, right? You killed her to take over her position. You've always been jealous of everything she had and always wanted to take them away from her. It's you, right? You are the Killer."

"Fine. Go ahead and take your revenge. Kill me right here and now. Do you honestly think I would have jumped off the top of that high castle wall if I was afraid of death? Go on, Veronica. Do it, and be fast about it." Veronica’s eyes narrowed into slits, her jaw clenching as she realized her physical torture wasn't breaking my spirit. She slowly let go of my hair, a new, sinister idea forming behind her dark eyes. "No," she murmured, a wicked, triumphant grin spreading across her face. "Death is too easy for you. What if I just call Stefan right now and turn you over to him? You would absolutely hate that more than death itself, wouldn't you?"

Seraphina laughed softly. "Not at all. I simply assumed you were dead." "You hoped I was dead." The smile on her face faltered. Only for a second, But everyone noticed. Ariana exchanged a glance with Kael. Something terrible had happened between them. Something much bigger than simple family conflict. Then Orion took another step forward. "You tried to kill me." Silence crashed through the chamber. Selene went pale. Lucien's hand immediately moved to the hilt of his sword. Even Kael's expression darkened.

Lorenzo sneered and dashed at his enemy with wrath, and grabbing the assailant, he took off their mask and looked into their face. "Sunny..." The man recoiled with shock. "It's you?" "I am Gabriella; special agent Gabriella Khan and you are about to die." "Me die?" Lorenzo asked and laughed. "You are the one who is going to die." Lorenzo tried to move forward and grab Sunny's throat but he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart and tottered back, falling to the floor. "Does it hurt?" Gabriella asked him. "Wh-what...do you do to me?" Lorenzo stuttered in weak whimpers as the pain increased.

“He took me back to his compound. Tried to finish the job he started years ago. He triggered the rest of the memories. Bad ones. Violent ones.” Lorenzo’s breath hitched. “And?” “And,” I said, meeting his gaze with a steady, uncompromising look, “he’s dead now. Permanently.” Arya added: “She shot him. Then we burned his house down. Very, very therapeutic.” Lorenzo’s expression was that of shock, horror, and immense relief. Then he laughed. “Jesus fucking Christ. I leave you alone for one night to fight a local war, and you come back having ended a global conflict.”

I clutched my fists at his words, La Mano, a small drug lord wouldn't dare to openly oppose me except he's very confident, and what could give him such confidence, a backer. "He really think so high of himself, have the men dig in to who he has been in contact with of recent." "Yes Boss." Viktor bowed and left the room, i tapped my fingers on the table slowly, La Mano... Lorenzo, no matter how i think of it, the only person that comes to mind is him, Lorenzo has gone berserk ever since he succeeded in killing my father, i haven't even taken up the score but he's already shooting himself at the foot.

Lorenzo shoot up from the couch and faced Dario with fury brewing in his eyes, "What did you do to him..." Dario calmly put the silencer on. He had every intention of killing Lorenzo tonight and burying him over Carla and Rocco. "He was making a huge deal out of it, whining and wailing for his mommy. So, I thought why not put him where he truly belongs, together with his dear mommy, in the goddamn hole." Lorenzo gasped in pain, feeling the last vestiges of his heart breaking into tiny pieces. "You buried him alive?" Dario nodded, "He was passed out if that helps... And now you can join them too." With that, Dario coldly pulled the trigger

“And you know it.” His hand slid to the back of my neck, thumb pressing just hard enough to make my breath hitch. My body remembered him instantly. Every touch. Every night we’d spent tangled up and terrified of being found out. “I’d do anything for you,” I admitted, the truth tasting like blood. “But I won’t help you destroy Paolo. You've already gotten your revenge on him, once, so leave him and his wife out of it. That boy has had enough.” Lorenzo’s laugh was quiet. Almost sad. “Paolo is soft. He got the name. The wife. The life I was supposed to have.”

Lorenzo continued to plead on his knees. "You don't really think I will let you live. Hahahahaha…you irritate me. You act like you know a thing but you actually know nothing and you never do anything right. I need to start the organisation on a clean slate and can't have the likes of you ruining things…" "Please don't…" Leonardo pulled the trigger and released three quick bullets successively right through his forehead. Lorenzo with eyes wide in shock dropped dead. Leonardo bent over and took out his phone from his pocket. An unread message from Tino met his eyes. He held Lorenzo's finger and used his fingerprint to unlock the phone after which he read the message.

All ready to fire. One wrong move and we’d all be dead. “Here’s what’s going to happen,” Lorenzo said, his voice calm despite the weapons aimed at his head. “You’re going to give me the girl. I’m going to question her. Find out what she knows. Who she’s told. And then I’m going to make her disappear quietly. Permanently.” “No.” “No?” He raised an eyebrow. “You’re willing to die for her? To get your men killed? All for some dancer you’ve known for a few weeks?”