Venganza の小説・ストーリー

He had calculated everything, and the only thing that mattered was his life. The two had no idea what happened after they left, but Vanity quickly finished all the men and slowly and painfully killed the Drysdale's men. “I made a promise to myself not to kill you or seek vengeance because you were the ones who brought me into this world. I had vowed not to touch you as long as you did not seek me first, but you are still so selfish that you delivered yourself to me, and in order to prevent that from happening again, this clone will end your miserable lives,” Vanity said as she sank her teeth into Dwain's neck and instantly claimed his life.

He slid them both across the table, stopping them right in front of my handcuffed hands. "I am offering you a transaction," Silas said softly. "Inside that folder is a new identity, completely backdated and verified by my security teams. From this moment on, Vivian Vance is dead. You will become Baroness Veronica Vance, an eccentric, ultra-wealthy foreign tech investor from Europe. I have already wired one hundred million dollars of my own capital into an offshore account under that name." My breath caught in my throat. I stared at the folder, then up at him. "You’re going to break me out of a maximum-security prison?"

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he adds, his face a mixture of both delight and victory. “Yeah, sure.” I nod “I promised to call her but I need to dispose these phones and get myself a new one and a sim card to avoid being traced.” I conclude thoughtfully. “It's okay.” He says. “Ben, you need to make a stop at the nearest motel. We need to have some drinks as we wait for someone.” He adds. “Okay sir.” Ben nods. “I know one which is just a few kilometres from here.” *** Immediately we settle on our table, I excuse myself and head to the ladies. I make a call to Carmela who picks immediately and assures me that she had to escape because George was really on fire and couldn't let her go. She assures me that she already have t

"I don't want you to start hiccupping and then make a fool of yourself." "Oh how sweet of you!" she said with sarcasm filled in her voice. "Ma'am you can start now." she gulped a large breath and then nodded. "My family was killed by the de Mario mafia because my father being a detective had proof against them and when I got to know that Sean was involved I wanted revenge. Sean had held me as captive in my house to find the proof that my father had. In order for revenge..."

The image won’t leave. “Madame, we have arrived,” the driver said in a soft French accent, stepping out of the vehicle. I swallowed hard as my eyes lifted. The Palais D’Or ballroom glowed under night skylines, masked guests drifting in and out like ghosts dressed in gold and silk. Caspian Ventura. That greedy old monster. I am glad his son, Zavier, isn’t here tonight, which makes killing Caspian Ventura easier than I planned. “Are you ready?” Kael’s voice came through my earpiece.

Oh, my dear Zoey…" he drawled as he moved away from her. "Zoey," he said softly, his voice dripping with calmness. "I don't believe in remission, there is nothing like forgiveness. I am Lynx Vance, I believe in revenge, I believe in vengeance. Vanessa and Alexander will pay for their betrayal with their lives, and that useless thing in Vanessa's belly will face his doom soon," Lynx said firmly.

he paused and pointed the gun at Cynthia. "You were so good in bed, I foolishly let you into my bed without knowing that you are Delilah. Thank God I am not Sampson who was blinded by sweet pûssy. I am smarter than you" he shrugged. "How much did that guy pay you? Oh, maybe he fûcked you better than I did!" He laughed. "It feels good to waste the blood of those who betrayed you. It will be more fun sucking the blood of your enemies!"

The lines between hate and love blurred, forcing her to confront the complexities of her own emotions. As the silence lingered, Florida and Beta found themselves caught in a delicate dance—a dance of revelations and unspoken truths, where past wounds collided with unexpected connections. In this pivotal moment, Florida's journey of revenge took an unforeseen turn, opening a path to rediscovering the depths of her own heart and the possibility of forgiveness.