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"We are working with Costa Rica authorities to arrest Marcus DeVale and begin extradition proceedings. Your recording has been authenticated. It is admissible as evidence." "How long until he is back in the United States?" "Weeks. Maybe months. International law is complicated. But he will face charges. That I can promise." Three days later, DeVale is arrested at his beach estate. The footage of him being led away in handcuffs is broadcast worldwide. He looks smaller somehow. Less confident. The reality of what is happening has finally broken through his arrogance. Kieran watches the arrest on television with grim satisfaction. "He is coming home to face what he did."

"Stop all drug supply to Mikequel Christoper! And return double the money received from him." "Yes, sir." Devon switched off the phone unilaterally. He looked down at his right hand, blood still clinging to his palm. He slapped the face of a young woman he would trust as his bottom. "I bet she's more brutal than Alaric's son and daughter," Devon thought. *****

“He’s not worth it.” I hesitated, my chest heaving with anger. Dean was still smirking, even as blood dripped from his nose. “She’s right, Anders,” he taunted. “You’re just wasting your time.” Before I could respond, the sound of footsteps echoed down the hallway. Rui appeared, followed by two police officers. “Dean Jones, you’re under arrest for assault, harassment, and medical malpractice,” one of the officers said. Dean’s smirk faltered, his eyes narrowing. “Why are you the one arresting me?” he exclaimed. “That man over there was the one who nearly beat me to death!”

Cole's PoV Monday 28th January 2019 ********************************** It's been a whole day and Nathan still hasn't replied to any of my texts. He was really angry that I got arrested but I didn't think it would be this bad. According to Lacey, the party was being shutdown and I started mouthing off to one of the police officers and when he tried to arrest me I punched him in the face. Not my proudest moment.

I don't budge, I squeeze his balls with my other hand and his body fucking shakes. Like a damn fucking spasm. "Tell me.. " he looks at me, breathing loud and heavy "Are you gay" he rolls his eyes "or you're just turned on by me?" Pleasure course through me as I watch his eyes widen. With force, he punches my face. It is so sudden I fall down then he race out. "Get him!" someone yells "Let him leave" I order and the movement stop. Finally, I stand up and look around. Phones still out. Even Vlad, Caden and Elliott are looking with a hint of surprise

I growled and punched him in the gut. I released him, and he folded over, sinking to the ground. I glared down at him, jaws ticking, muscles clenched, and breathing hard. Devin marched over to us and yanked him up, keeping him in his arrest. “Bloody fool. You came in here to try your Alpha? You damn limp dick.” He shifted his gaze to me, smiling now, his voice even. “There is a pita pocket sandwich in the microwave and a Frappuccino in the fridge. Help yourself while I deal with this guy.”

However, the fight continued unabated, with both men fully focused on each other. The brawl persisted, filled with tension and charged energy. They fought on tirelessly, each punch and kick representing their seriousness in defending what they believed in. After the fierce battle, Devan managed to defeat Alex, leaving him battered on the ground. Gasping for breath, Alex was forced to surrender in the face of Devan's undeniable strength. With a pounding heart, Devan immediately took action to report the incident to the authorities. He grabbed his phone and called the police, providing a detailed report of what had happened and their current location.

Chapter 254 Author's POV. “How dare you?” Deva shouted angrily, punching the man in the face. “It was my fault.” The leader spoke with a firm voice. Deva chuckled. He walked up close to the gang leader and hissed. “Drugs, worth millions, gone…” “And you are trying to do what? Take the blame, and then we'll move on. Is that it?” Deva asked with an angry voice. Three hours earlier Deva had arrived two days after the incident with the drugs getting burnt; he had found out after paying a visit to the warehouse and seeing the burnt wood from the crate containing the drugs.

My mouth shut itself and I stepped back. Then he turned back to Devon. “Please, sir. Whatever I did, I’m sorry.” “You play dumb? You don’t know what you did?” He punched him again. “What did I say about you fucking touching her?” He punched him again. “I… I’m so sorry, sir. Please. Please, sir. I swear I’ll never come back here.” “Of course you won’t.” He grabbed his neck. “I’ll fucking knock you out.” “No… no… no, sir.” Devon begged, unable to fight back.

Alex: Yeah why? Kendrick: He told us and tried to fight Devan. Alex: Oh my god! Are they okay? Kendrick: I'm calling you. Read,3.39pm My phone rings and I answer it immediately. "Are they okay? Is anybody hurt?" I ask panicked. "They're both fine. He got drunk and texted us on the group chat. He tried to punch Devan but we stopped him." He says sounding exhausted.