His Revenge Her Destruction

His Revenge Her Destruction

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A woman was lying on bed . Her face calm and serene, eyes closed looking as beautiful as angel found in story of kids... The scene hold attraction to mermerise any possible viewer If only the reality was as much beautiful as speculation.....thought the brown eyed man sadly. Her face was pale as paper, lips bloodless and heavy eyebrows grimaced in pain even in dreamless coma... The man opposite her closed his eyes almost in despair like attempting to block the memories of her pain and cries... But the method was unsuccesfull as he was interrupted by opening of ward... Entered a man clad in black suit with face of archangel.. His eyes grey and stony like the most hard rock devoid of any human gesture yet holding many complicated emotions at this time... In general days the man would have welcomed the visitor with compassionate eyes and comforting gestures.. but not today... His brown eyes turned cold remembering doctor's word.. "Her will to survive is almost none.Even our best doctors can't save her if she didn't wake in next 24 hours..." These words wiped any softness in his heart towards the visitor and he spat in a venomous tone "Welcome, come and enjoy result of your success." These words were simple yet more than enough to make the other man flinch in guilt...
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**𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐳** Panic surges through me, and before I know it, I'm turning on my heel, trying to run, to escape the impending punishment. I barely make it a few steps before I feel his hand clamp down on my hair, yanking me back with terrifying force. "Going somewhere, little girl?" "P-please let g- ahh! Please! H-Hurts me!" "Afraid, are we now, baby?" His voice is a snarl now, filled with fury. "L-leave m-me," tears sting my eyes, but I refuse to let them fall. I'm scared of him, scared of what he'll do to my friend, scared of what he'll do to me. His grip on my hair tightens and I wince, choking back a sob. "Oh, why? Don't you like my hands on you, baby?" He mocks hurt that instantly turns back into anger. "But you were fine when that fucker touched you, ain't that right?" Then he pulls a silver knife out of his suit, twirling it lazily between his ink-covered knuckles and my blood freezes at the sight of that psychotic grin. ***** People quaked with fear at the sound of his name and me along with them. He was Demetrios 'the God' Nikolayev and he was first in command of Russian mafia. He was a true psychopath who enjoyed hurting people, and I hated him for that. The worst thing - he owned me. "Try to accept the darkness, because from now on, it will be your only light." I tried so hard, but I couldn't understand it back then. How possibly can darkness be light? ***** This is not a vanilla romance but a dark, toxic, perverted, obsessive story. The book contains mature themes such as foul language, bdsm, sexual and abusive content, kinks, blood, manipulation, etc. Please keep that in mind.

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