Novel & Cerita Vendetta And Kai

Dan advises, no bullshit in his tone. Katherine: Hey Josh, it's Katherine from last night. I set my phone down, and, takin a large gulp of my coffee, anxiously wait for a ring. “Okay, what about the other guy?” She continues grilling. Adam’s dark eyes flash through my mind making my body feel warm. I'm not even sure how to describe him.

It was so intense, like they were telling me something, they held a promise. But promise of what? Destruction. A small voice in the back of my mind hummed. Fresh tears escaped me as I started crying. Vengeance. That's what his looks held. Hunger for revenge. I gulped as the severity of the situation dawned on me. The man seemed insane and I had to stay away from him. Or else he might destroy me. And this time, I will be shattered completely.

“Hayden could’ve ended my life but he didn’t do it because of you. If Hayden can love his enemy this much and let go of his revenge, why can’t I? After all, everyone is the same here including my father.” I held his hands. He looked at me and continued to speak “I should’ve listened to you. Serena… let’s not die. Let’s live. We don’t have to carry our parents' hatred.” I nodded happily. He threw his arms around me and pulled me into a hug, saying “I'll leave for Canada soon and focus on my ambition. I will never forget you, Serena. Let’s break the chain you and Hayden always wanted.” Tears filled with happiness formed in my eyes. His words satisfied me so much. The feeling of relaxation stru

“I’ll send it to Uncle Ale, our experts will study it. You go back and pretend you’re sick, wait for me to call you.” “No. I’m not leaving,” I said and slapped my hand on the file. “If I leave now, he’ll know I ran. He’ll know I failed. I have to stay and prove I’m still useful. It will keep me safe.” “You don’t have to prove anything to him,” Vito said, angry now. “Your debt is to your parents, not Lombardi. Your job is to stay alive. The revenge is mine, you did your part.” I looked at him. He was breathing hard. He’s usually so calm, this was new.

“Soon enough love” I wrapped my hand around his neck. For some reason being around him erased all the problems with the world.“I love you, Damien.” He pressed his lips against mine. “I love you too, Vanessa Blackwood”. “Ah,” I suddenly remembered. “Wayne, He is interested in being a business partner, your business partner, can you do that?” His expression darkened. “Please, he did take a bullet for me,” I begged. He sighed. “For you Vannessa, I will consider it.

she said. Another step. "There will be no throne given, only taken." One more step. She was inches from Valentina now. "And there is no mercy for traitors." Valentina closed her eyes. "I loved you," she whispered. "Then you should have died before betraying me," Aria replied. She took out the blade from her hip. The Benedetti knife. Curved. Ceremonial. Old as the first oath. She didn’t kill her cleanly. She made it slow.

Julian's P. O. V. My mate was a member of the White crescent wolf pack! The same pack that killed my mother and tried to kill me as well! The same pack I've been planning to have my revenge on for years! I brought out an old but still very sharp dagger that was given to me by Mabel's dad a few years after I started living with them. Placing it in my bag, I strapped the bag around me and got out of the house in a manner of urgency.

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“You think I’m weak? He funded Dante, killed Miguel—I have to face him!” Kai stepped closer, his voice raw. “You’re not weak—you’re everything. But I’ve seen what vengeance does. It’ll eat you alive.” Their argument crackled, her rage at Alessio clashing with his fear for her soul. Valentina watched, her eyes softening, stepping back. Gianna’s breath hitched, Kai’s words piercing her walls, her love for him a tether. “I hate that you’re right,” she whispered, her voice breaking, returning to his arms.

I say and see how his eyebrow lifts in surprise…then the fucker laughs. It takes everything in me not to rush toward him and empty my Beretta into his head, but I remain calm and walk further down the aisle. “That? You’re still bitter that-” “You nearly killed my mother? Yes. that your actions rendered her unable to walk? Yes. It’s called a vendetta, Cerulli, and I’ve come to claim it.” I say, smirking when I see the fucker visibly sweat. “That vendetta was claimed when Dante killed my men!”