REVENGE WITH LOVE : CHAPTER 1 – 10

REVENGE WITH LOVE : CHAPTER 1 – 10

CHAPTER 5 & 6

THE TEENAGER.

Tesiera walked into Big Cat’s mansion. She has been here countless times that interior, which was luxuriously decorated with gold, doesn’t faze her anymore. The mansion was heavily guarded, with high level security so vast that it was complicated for someone like her.

As she approached the fourth floor which was Big Cat’s main domain, she reluctantly surrendered her weapons at the floor’s security checkpoint. It was a rule which every single person who entered the mansion must obey. She was an exception when it came to carrying weapons around the other floors but no one bends the rules on the fourth floor.

The guards bowed their heads and gave way for her to pass without questions. Having known where Big Cat would be this time of the night, she walked straight to the training room. The big lion painting at the end of the hallway brought back memories. It was always her best painting in the numerous paintings scattered in all parts of this mansion. She’d lived since she was eleven, for six years.

Most of the trainings she got to be what she was today, she learned from three best fighters from each field. The three instructors that taught her how to handle Throwing Knives were the best. As for guns, she learned from Big Cat himself. The mafia godfather is very lethal when it came to guns, his business associates fear him and they have good reasons to.

At the door of the training room, she leaned on the door–frame and watched Big Cat spar with one of his men in a hand–to–hand combat. She watched how swiftly he moved, and the sneaky ways he delivered those punches. The man might be in his late fifties but he didn’t look it—he was well-built without an ounce of fat. You’d only guess his age when you see his once black hair, now a mixture of black and gray.

Big Cat lifted his opponent and threw him on the ground. The few other men watching clapped and cheered. That was when Big Cat saw her. She waved at him reluctantly and he gave her a smile.

“You’re here, Siera?” He asked audibly, stepping out of the ring, taking the towel that was offered to him and wiping his sweaty face and neck.

“I am,” she responded, walking deeper into the room.

“Let’s call it a night. Everybody, leave.” He directed to his men, before turning back to her again. “I’m sorry for calling you out here so late at night. I know you had a stressful day today, how was your mission?” He begun walking toward the door and she fell into steps with him.

“It went well.”

“As always. Let’s take a walk, shall we?” Big Cat offered and she nodded, following after him.

He led the way out of the fourth floor down to the second floor. He took her to the terrace. They leaned on the railings, the gentle night breeze was blowing and the near–midnight sky was illuminated with stars.

“I heard your scores. Your story is being told in every corner of the dark world. All your missions always came out a success.” He said, pride in his eyes and she shrugged. “You make me so proud, Tesiera.”

She remained silent, just staring out into the night. Never much of a talker, Big Cat knows that. His eyes surveyed her carefully. She was a beautiful woman but as lethal as Tsar Bomba—the most destructive bomb ever made.

“You like it? The serenity of the night and how calm the city looks despite the fact that there’s always danger looming around the corner, and people are oblivious about it.” Big Cat expressed and all Tesiera did was nod. He wished she would at least try to converse with people more, he has been trying to make that happen since she was brought under his care, but she never sees the need to get chatty.

But what he was about to tell her tonight would definitely drag words out of her mouth. “How have you been, Siera? Any serious man in your life yet?”

“No.”

Big Cat sighed heavily. Sometimes, he felt a prickle of guilt about the way she turned out. Tesiera has no social life and zero social skills. All she knows was the dark world. She was the only family he had left and the child he never had.
Good thing too, because apparently, his parenting skills lacked in so many ways.

“You said you have information for me.” She pulled away from the rails, and stared at him.

“I found what you’ve been looking for.” A pause, “Or Who.”

Her brown eyes darkened, “Which of them?”

“The Teenager.”

The target that has eluded her ten good years. She’d combed every nook and cranny for information—anything at all—on that bastard but she came away with nothing. The beginning was the hardest, their faces was the only thing she had on them.

“Finally.” Her fists clenched on her sides, “finally,” she repeated in a whisper

Big Cat smiled. “Let’s go to the information room, shall we?”

“Yes, please.” She allowed him to lead the way, following closely behind him. Emotions she was familiar with flooded her; pain and age-old fury. The Teenager’s face flashed in her mind, it was the usual visual. His face as he pointed the gun to her father’s forehead and took the shot without hesitation. Those gray eyes that glistened in twisted happiness as he shifted the gun and pointed it to her own face.

Big Cat and Tesiera took an elevator down to the consulting room and when they entered, he gestured for Tesiera to take a seat and he switched on the television and a clip prompted on the screen. He lifted the remote control and hit the ‘play’ button. An image popped up on the screen and Big Cat smiled in satisfaction, “There he is,”

For a full second, Tesiera was taken aback by how handsome he was. Over the years, she had made up a lot of images of what The Teenager would look like as an adult, and not one of those times did she envision him to look like…this.

“His name is Kracusian Kingston, but he was mostly known as Kracus. This profile is an intriguing one.” Big Cat began, “He is a thirty–seven-year-old multimillionaire who owns several hotels spread out all over the States and beyond, but he is also a successful Neurosurgeon at MedStone Hospital, one of the most prestigious hospitals here in the States. He has won several award in the medical field as the best brain surgeon and at such a young age, he has risen to the position of Chief Of Surgery.”

REVENGE WITH LOVE : CHAPTER 1 – 10

Tesiera couldn’t tear her eyes away from those gray eyes. Those very familiar gray eyes she saw in her nightmares almost every night, the man who murdered her father right in front of her, in cold blood was a fucking doctor? The man who put a bullet through her father’s brain was a freaking brain doctor?

“So, he’s a doctor and he own a hotel?” She asked at last when she could finally get her throat to work.

“Chains of hotel.” The mafia godfather corrected. “He has so many of them, spread across the country and way beyond. He’s fucking loaded and he’s a public figure too. The image he shows the world says he could do no wrong. The world loves him. According to our Intel, he pursued his dream of being a doctor after his father who had always wanted him to take over the family business died. Now he had capable hands handling his businesses while he went back to pursuing his dreams. But all those hotel managers and executives answer to Kracusian Kingston. He’s the big boss.”

Kracusian Kingston. She rolled the name through her head, hating the motherfucker’s name as much as she hated the man. Her brows arched, “With all that money, he’s a doctor? He made himself an easy target to his enemies, it’s a surprise he’s still alive.”

“There’s a reason for that. Although Kracus Kingston doesn’t move around with paparazzi and entourage, he has two shadows that are always looking out for him, protecting him. according to report, those two men are highly skilled in all kinds of combat, they’ve won both the black belt in fighting and the silver belt. Dangerous men that are very good with knives and guns. They have killed every threat that ever surfaced in Kracus Kingston’s life. We couldn’t get much information about them apart from their names; Bose and Clinton. Apart from that, they are almost like ghosts that don’t exist.”

Interesting. Teisiera’s eyes went back to the clip, it had begun replaying for the second time now. She noted the way her target smiled, the way he received the award like a man of dignity and integrity. Like he couldn’t hurt a fly, and would rather go to the ends of the world to save it. A cold-blooded murderer that killed a man over a locket and pointed a gun at his eight-year-old.

“Is that everything we got?” She asked.

“Yes, I’m afraid so. The Kingstons might be public figure but they managed to keep their lives away from public eyes. That’s all we could get for now.”

“It’ll do.” Teisiera simply said. For the first time in a long time, an unfamiliar feeling surfaces in her. Impatience.

She was well-known in the dark world for her patience. She could torture her victims for days if that was what it could to get what she needed from them and she could stayed holed up in a mountain for weeks, tailing her victims. But now that she knew the face of the fucker who killed her father, all she wanted was to go to where he was and plunge a knife deep into his chest.

Her hands itched for blood — his blood, her fingers tingled to pull the trigger and blow out his brains and her ears ached to hear his dying screams and bask in victorious revenge.

Taking a deep, unsatisfying breath, she asked, “Where does he live?”

Big Cat studied her face carefully. Then, he turned around and pick up a folder from the television rack and stretched it out towards her. “All the information you need is in this file.”

Teisiera rose from her chairs and collected the file. “Thank you so much for this.”

“You’ve had a long day, it’s better you go back home and rest. I know you’ve waited your whole life for this but I don’t want you to make any rash moves. Think about your next step before you take it, Tesiera. If those two guards he has shadowing him protected the man enough to keep him alive for so long, they must be so damn good at it. Be careful. If you need anything, let me know.”

“Thank you.” She said and he smiled at her again, then she left the consulting room and then took the elevator to the last floor, leaving the mansion.

She held the folder in her arms tightly. For the first time in a very long time, Tesiera could feel the emotion that can be easily identify as happiness. A hint of a smile played on the sides of her lips.

With this, she would carefully draft out a good plan to make this bastard pay for what he did. He is her new prey.

I’m coming for you, Kracusian Kingston.

REVENGE WITH LOVE : CHAPTER 1 – 10

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