The Causatum of Revenge: Thatcher Series

[22] 𝗣𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗲

[22]

𝗧𝗵𝗶𝗿𝗱 𝗣𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩

Her fury blazed like a wildfire. Her eyes burned with a murderous rage as she hurled the glass to the ground, shattering it into a thousand gleaming shards. The failed attempt on Azaleia's life had sparked a dangerous fire within her, threatening to consume all in its path.

"Napaka-bobo mo! Ang dali dali lang ng pinapagawa ko sayo, sasagasaan mo lang hindi mo pa magawa?" one of her accomplice trembled before her, the fear palpable in his eyes as he recounted the unforeseen intervention that had thwarted their deadly plan.

"S-sorry mam, may kasama siyang lalaki kanina. N-niligtas siya." the man had swooped in to save Azaleia, is a man who was not affiliated with any underworld organization or the dreaded mafia that she commanded.

This unexpected turn of events only fueled her seething anger, for her orders had been clear - Azaleia needed to be eliminated, by any means necessary.

Not just her, but any of the Underboss must be eliminated.

"Lumayo ka sakin, baka ikaw ang mapatay k-"

"Stop that Rian." as she struggled to contain her wrath, another one of her loyal soldier emerged from the shadows, offering words of reassurance and a promise of retribution.

"Eto kasing bobo na 'to eh. Mag iisip na naman tuloy ako ng panibagong plano!" with a calm demeanor that belied the chaos within, he urged Rian to bide her time, for the identity of the man who had saved Azaleia would soon be revealed. And when that moment arrived, Rian would have the perfect opportunity to strike, to get closer to her elusive target and exact her revenge.

Azaleia, a figure in her own right, stood as a formidable obstacle to Rian's dark ambitions. Not only was she a threat to Rian's carefully laid plans, but even her allies especially their boss posed a danger.

Determined to crush all who dared to defy her, Rian summoned her soldiers and issued a chilling command - keep a vigilant watch over the next target.

Elara Nathalie, Thania Roux and Stellaluna. The key figures in Azaleia's inner circle.

"Etong apat na 'to, mahihina sila kaya sila dapat ang uunahin ko." the web of deceit and betrayal tightened around them, as Rian vowed to bring them all to their knees, to see them suffer as she had suffered.

"Aren't you friends?" a voice broke through the silence, questioning Rian's motives. She turned to face the speaker, a faint smile playing on her lips, laced with bitterness. "Friends?" she echoed, her tone tinged with irony. "These people are no friends of mine."

With a calculated precision, Rian positioned the images before her, each face a grim reminder of the pain they had inflicted upon her family. She took aim, her fingers curling around the dart, her gaze unwavering as she targeted the very essence of her vengeance.

"I play the game very well," she murmured to herself, her voice a whisper in the darkness. "They didn't notice me moving. They didn't see the storm brewing within me."