Warren From Orange Is The New Black นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Olivia would let him have a taste of his own medicine. "Um … Is there something on my face? Why are you looking at me like that?" Olivia touched her face. Warren was wearing a reverse mold mask, and his identity was fake as well. He believed that Olivia wouldn't be able to recognize him. He was an assassin, after all. So, he began to grow wary. This was too much of a coincidence! "It's nothing. Please have a seat." Warren was unaffected. If Olivia had intentionally approached him, he wouldn't mind sending her off to keep Mona company.

“I’m way past revenge. If that’s all you have to tell me, you can scram away.” Warren laid on his prison bed, arms raised to cover his eyes. He contemplated Stephanie's words and their conversation when she visited him. Yes, he was an asshole but not the kind who will use his own flesh and blood for his benefit. He had sinned enough. "Warren! Stephanie desperately called for him the moment he turned his back on her. The glass partition almost shook in the intensity of her voice and all eyes in the area was suddenly on them.

Dylan POV Warren, was the poster child for sadistic, and completely psychotic tendencies. He took pleasure in everything that caused another person pain. I had witnessed his lack of empathy first hand, in some ways he was worse than Josh. Josh at least wouldn't laugh outright at my misery, sure he would take silent pleasure in the fact that I was breaking underneath his control, but he was nonchalant about his abuse. Warren however, took pure glee in his torture, he would encourage the behavior attempting to increase anger and enjoyed watching it, like some sick reality TV show.

I was about to cross the road with the red light due to my anger when a hand didn't let me. "You're not blind, aren't you?" A familiar sound behind me stated. Warren showed up wearing his sando along with his sweatpants. It was when his muscles showed up that caught my attention for a moment then turned my gaze away from it afterwards. I sneered. "What are you doing here?" Warren spoke. "Guarding you?" "No need! Why don't you just guard that woman instead? It's your boss' gem!" I claimed as I pertained to the woman who's becoming the talk of town.

Warren said. Master Kalama, lowered his hand. "Your mother, please do tell." Since their meeting was wrapped up, Master Kalama thought he could humour Warren and listen to his story. "My mother's name was Elizabeth Cole, she..." Warren wanted to say something else, but he then very vividly saw a fist flying toward him. And then everything went dark. Warren finally regained his consciousness after what felt like an eternity. He was in tied up with ropes to a chair. Warren thought it was ridiculous to even do that since he could easily get free, even without using Reiteki.

"Did you really think a fat, dying human could ever truly be my Luna?”, the words I never expected from Jacob, my bond mate came out with no remorse I gave that man everything. My body. My loyalty. My son. My Health. And when his fated mate walked in, he chose her — then watched Lucy kill my child before he finished what she started. I died hating them both. I woke up as someone else. My name was Rachel Black. Now I'm wearing Danielle Carmen's face, sleeping in her bed, married to a man who never wanted me — Jackson, obligated to me by a mother who's been pulling his strings since birth. I don't remember Danielle's life. But I remember someone tried to end it before I got here. So I'll u

an unfamiliar voice greeted. "Giovanni, Pablo, Rafael! It's good to see you again," Andrea replied before three strangers appeared in the kitchen. "And who's this?" one asked instantly seeing me behind the counter. He was clearly Hispanic but obviously wanted me to understand what he was saying and could tell I was more likely to understand English. "Ah!" Andrea said his eyes lighting up. "This is my new bitch. Ella Jones, Luna of Alpha Leonardo Loren." "Loren's mate..." one said eyeing me. "Good catch, Andrea. But I've heard about her. Doesn't she give the Alpha a run for his money? Always running away, disobeying, talking back...ect..."

Later, I heard that both of them enrolled in tuition-free vocational colleges. News about the Lavigne family spread everywhere on social media. In the end, Warren was sentenced to 20 years in prison for intentional homicide. Calmly, I closed the social media app and prepared to wrap a bouquet for a customer. The affairs of the Lavigne family no longer had anything to do with me. It was time for me to live my own new life.

That thought should have comforted me, but instead it did little to calm the uneasy feeling twisting in my stomach. The young omega behind the reception desk greeted me with a polite smile. Her bold red lipstick stood out against her warm complexion. "Merry Christmas. How may I help you?" I returned her smile, although it felt a little forced. "I'm Ophelia Carpenter. I'm here to meet my husband. He reserved a suite under Morris Carpenter." The receptionist nodded and began typing. At first, nothing seemed unusual. But then, her expression changed. Her brows slowly drew together, and the polite smile disappeared from her face.