Kill Or Free Lorenzo Novels & Stories

"One sound, and I open your throat like the boy." Chloe froze. She stared at the dead boy on the table. Lorenzo had killed three men outside. He missed the fourth one inside. "Now," the man whispered, dragging her backward into the dark pantry. "You are going to help me walk out the front door."

Lorenzo said and forced a chuckle out of his enraged self, “remember? That competition we had in school some years back, you cheated your way through the competition and stole my glory and my shine. And it was that day that I swore that I will take everything that was important to you and trust me, it was beautiful seeing the pain on your face after she passed.” I gasped, mom gasped, dad and Alpha Hills too. We all knew that Lisa had killed Camila, she had confessed to that before taking her life in her cell, was that all Lorenzo’s doing? “Lorenzo!!!” Hardin groaned in pain, but before he could stand, Lorenzo punched him at his groin. There, the only thing that I felt towards Lorenzo was dis

I couldn’t let that happen. Matteo’s hand slid between my legs. Rossi trained you well.” The door to the study exploded inward. Lorenzo stormed in like death itself — covered in blood, gun in each hand, eyes blazing with murderous fury. Bodies dropped behind him as his men cleared the hallway. Matteo barely had time to reach for his weapon. Lorenzo put three bullets in his chest and one in his head. The rival Don crumpled at my feet. Lorenzo crossed the room in seconds, grabbed me by the throat, and slammed me against the wall of the enemy’s bedroom.

Logan tightened his hold on Kelly's throat, and Lorenzo's eyes darkened with rage as he stood there, he couldn't react. He held on tight while she struggled to breathe and clawed at his hands to get herself out of his grip. "I mean it," Logan said in a low, but determined voice. "She dies if you make one mistake, don't dare!." Lorenzo thought for a moment. His jaw was tense as his fingers jerked on his blade while his glance was fixed on Logan.

he pointed at Peter, “-is the one who killed you and I was just here on time to see the horriffic sight.” Peter’s eyes widened with horror as he scrambled on his feet to move away, “W- what? No. I will be hanged!” his eyes shot to me, begging and his voice shaking, “d- don’t. You- you told m- me. The antidote. Give it. GIVE IT!” he screamed the last words with a red face. I could not dare to remove my eyes from Lorenzo fearing he would move even slightly and hurt mom. “You like watching this?” Lorenzo grinned nastily, his claw pressing deeper in mom’s throat, I could see the blood that had started to trickle down, “keep your eyes on me. Watch me kill your mommy first, and then I will move on

But nothing, he still tightened his grip around my neck, his eyes glaring daggers at me. “Do you know why Giovanni died? He died to protect YOU. He died because he wanted us to stop our mission, it killed me. But I couldn’t do anything about it, why? Because my master ordered that I don’t touch you” Lorenzo said raising me off the ground. My back against a tree trunk as I fought to remove his hand from around my neck “but, now that your beloved husband and mate killed my master. I have all the permission to kill you”

CHAPTER SIXTY NINE: BRINGING HIM HOME Lorenzo's fist connected with Adrian's jaw before the door fully closed behind him. Adrian stumbled back, his hand flying to his face, blood already welling at the corner of his mouth. "What the…" "You know what, you fucking bastard." Lorenzo's voice was low, dangerous. He stepped forward, his eyes burning. "You leaked it. The kidnapping to the media. You knew what would happen. Did you know they would kill him if the media found out? You disgusting piece of…"

“I do not want to have to call on the pack’s aid if we were to go to war with the Castello family, just because you chose this one time not to do your homework before a job.” Lorenzo growled with frustration, and jumped to his feet again as if he were going to defend himself before he thought better of it. “Well there is a simple solution,” he said with a smirk, coming to stand behind my hair and placing his hands on my shoulders. “We kill her and leave her body for the sharks to deal with.” His hands slowly ran up my shoulders until they wrapped around my neck, just resting there none too gently while I felt my eyes widen and my breathing hitched in my throat.

Lorenzo decided to intervene. Luciano stared at him, tilting his head to the side. He said nothing as he tucked his hand into his pocket again, then looked at me. Without blinking, he pulled out his gun. Pop. The gunshot echoed, leaving me completely frozen in my spot. I didn’t blink or move when the hand holding mine slowly slipped away. I didn’t react when a body dropped beside me—Lorenzo’s body. He killed him. He killed Lorenzo. Why would he do that?