Novel & Cerita Victorious: Locked Up

"She was telling the truth." "Every single word of it," I confirmed, shutting down the trace program. "Victor is completely entrenched inside that subterranean vault beneath the Novarion Tower right now. He has a full medical setup, three heavy server blocks, and at least twenty-five loyalist guards protecting his door."

“Or leverage.” I felt it then—a sharp pull through the bond. Wrong direction. “He’s moving Victoria,” I said. “Not out. Deeper.” “Toward him?” Dawson asked. “Yes.” The implication settled heavily. Damian wasn’t done with her. He was bringing her in-house. We reached the inner corridor as alarms finally escalated. Red lighting. Sealed doors. Internal lockdown protocols snapping into place. “He’s locking himself in,” Team Lead said. “No,” I replied. “He’s locking us in.”

I started, "but we cannot be victims of another trap again. This time, we have to strategize, get it right. This would be the last rematch, and we have to be on the victory side." He nodded. He understood, and so did my father. For the next three days, we sat, we rested, we talked, and we planned. And on that fateful sunny morning, we stormed the Black Moon pack for what had to be the final time. This time, there were no men lurking in the bushes. We lurked around this time. We had her men taken down prior to our entry, with most of them beaten up and tied. Lily ran out from the building, with her eyes bulged in shock. She stared at me, and the men who followed behind me. She looked around,

I said to my securities, we went to the car and Chris drove off. " Head to the police station " " Okay sir" Chris said driving in a steady speed, just then my phone rang. " Dad" I said after seeing the caller's ID " Bryan what have you done about the case" " I'm just coming from the tourist commissioner's office he agreed to find more information about the kidnap" " I also just called him, he said same, so how is my daughter-in-law and her father?" he asked me. " Melanie is fine but Mr.Fredrick is still in coma"

Madam Camila smiled while Aunt Mary’s eyes bulge out of her socket with her mouth hung open and Jane was peering excitedly as she tries to hide the smile that tends to break between her lips. Damien’s brows arch up as he watched the show in surprise. “Woah, that’s intense.” He spoke finally rubbing the back of his neck and then chuckled while Adan glared as he declared, “There is no chance to win her back because she is mine, forever.” And then he throws her over his shoulder like a caveman and began climbing upstairs towards his room. ***

It took everything within me not to panic. "What is t-this? Why di-did you c-chain me-me?" I shuttered "Making sure you can't escape from here" His assertion had tears of vulnerability gnawing my eyes, forcing me to avoid looking at him. He grabs my chin between his thumb and forefinger and forces me to look back at him. "No need to be, upset princess. It was never my intention to hurt you or make you cry. I will unlock it the first thing in the morning," I weakly nodded my head. I knew I had no point arguing about it. He will shut me up again and, worse, he will hurt me.

I was done with his games. I simply stood there, my gaze locked on him, watching as they pulled his arms behind his back and cuffed him. Viktor fought. He fought with everything he had left, but it was too late. The forces had him. His cries echoed through the warehouse, but they were falling on deaf ears now. The reckoning had come for him. I couldn’t bring myself to say anything, not a word of comfort or confrontation. This moment was too far beyond any redemption. Words weren’t enough anymore.

Past Victor listened to Viviana on the phone, her voice dripping malice as she said everything about Dominic's hideout. It was a perfect plan that was exactly laid down, and Victor was satisfied. He felt very proud of himself because there was a brilliant way in which he managed to impose Viviana into Dominic's team. It had in fact been a risk that had brought its reward now that he, Victor, was in the position to strike right where he wanted.

I retorted with a surprisingly steady voice. “You were locked up for attacking your Alpha but escaped. The moment you left was the moment you were no longer a member of the pack.” Ethan launched himself off the porch and it seemed as if he intended to attack me. Daxton stepped forward, a low growl emitting from him. “Touch her and you will lose your hand.” “I…” Ethan stalled, and his attention flew to Daxton before returning to me. “Is this what you meant when you said I would regret it?” A slow smile spread across Ethan’s face.

The screen blinked alive, and the headline blared across his vision like a slap to the face: “KIDNAPPING OF POPULAR BILLIONAIRE WOMAN’S SON, JAMAL, BY THE POPULAR BILLIONAIRE VICTOR! ANYWHERE YOU SEE HIM FOLKS REPORT TO THE STATION” Victor’s hand trembled as he slammed the glass down, whiskey splashing onto the desk. His pulse pounded in his ears, drowning out rational thought.