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REVENGE WITH LOVE : CHAPTER 91 – 100

CHAPTER 99 & 10

ENTRAPPED.

Tony, the guard, had roughly undressed Tesiera and placed her on the bed. Tesiera lay there like a ragdoll, unable to move her body.

Her eyes, filled with a mixture of fear and rage, closely followed every move that Raymond James made.

When Raymond finally stripped naked, he ogled her body with blatantly. Tesiera despised the lust in his eyes. She wanted she could pluck those eyes out and force them down his damn throat.

I’LL FUCKING MURDER YOU!!! She screamed, but what came out was a breathless sound.

Did Kracus have any inkling that something had gone wrong? How had he managed to identify her as Tesiera Rinderson when she’d taken great care to maintain a solid alias? And what did the bastard mean when he mentioned seeing images of her?

“I can see the wheels of curiosity turning in that drugged brain of yours,” Raymond chuckled, “Since I’m going to end your life, I might as well satisfy your curiosity, sweetie. It’s the least I can do for a woman as beautiful as you.”

Her blazing eyes remained fixed on him as he walked naked to a nearby table, opened a drawer, and retrieved various instruments of torture: a choke pear, a push dagger, thumb screws, and so many others. All were torture devices Tesiera knew all too well.

“I bought these especially for you. I bet you’re familiar with these, aren’t you?” he commented casually as he closed the drawer. “What do you think? Do you like them?”

I’LL SHOVE MY HAND INTO YOUR BLACK HEART, RIP IT APART AND STRANGLE YOU WITH YOUR BLOODY INTESTINE! Tesiera screamed inwardly, but all that came out was gabbled noises.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk.” Raymond shook his head, “Oh, honey, stop trying so hard.”

Tears of anger and frustration prickled Tesiera’s eyes.

He smiled, “So, where should we begin? Ah, yes. Two years ago, Jade informed me about you. We keep in touch, you see, Jade and I.”
“He said, ‘Hey, Ray, remember that scared little girl hiding behind her daddy, clinging to his legs on the day we took out that insignificant man in the alley? Well, she’s become a killer, and I think she’s coming for all of us.” Raymond quoted casually like they were discussing the weather.

What Tesiera hated most about her current state was not the unrelenting grip of emotions like rage, fear, and pain that coursed through her. Oh, she felt them all well, each emotion slicing through her like a knife. However, It was the helplessness, the inability to react, that was killing her.

The burning anger she had for this bastard before her had no outlet. Tears blurred her vision as she glared at him.

Raymond flashed a wicked, knowing grin. “I can see you’ve been wondering whether he truly killed that girlfriend of yours. The one you sent undercover to him—the one who washed up on the shores of the Bahamas.”

“Well, consider yourself lucky that I’m here to answer that question for you before you meet your end. Yes, Jaden was the one who ended that girl’s life after her cover was blown. Your precious girl spilled every secret about you during her torture. It took time though;Jaden told me she didn’t break easily. Oh, it must have been so much fun to torture her, don’t you think?”

Tesiera tried so badly to curl her fingers into fists… anything at all to dull this overwhelming rage that had no outlet brewing inside her.

“Jaden had quite the time with her; she was nearly unrecognizable by the time he was done with her. I believe I still have a picture he sent.” He signaled Tony. The guard retrieved the cellphone and handed it to him.

“I’ve prepared all of this just for you, in case you ever decided to come for me,” Raymond declared as he climbed onto the bed, pressing his weight onto her naked body, and thrusting the phone towards her face.

Tesiera gazed at the lifeless face of Miselle, her best friend of a decade. Miselle had been her first real friend, and a sharp pang of sorrow pierced her chest. This time, she couldn’t contain the pain; it erupted from her throat in an inaudible heart-wrenching cry.

The only proof that the broken, lifeless body before her was truly Miselle was the familiar tattoo on her arm.

When Tesiera had seen Miselle’s body wash up on that shore five years ago, she’d had no doubts that Jaden Newman had taken her life. But, hearing Raymond James articulate it now was like a fresh wound tearing at her insides.

There was nothing left of Miselle that was recognizable after the horrors she had endured before her death. As Tesiera gazed at the picture, she could recognize some of the methods of torture that had been inflicted upon her friend. They were the worst kind.

Her cold heart shattered into a million pieces in her chest, and a single tear trailed down her cheek.

Raymond was enjoying himself. “She’s beautiful, isn’t she? I made a bet with Jade that I could make you look even more beautiful than she ever did before I killed you. He didn’t believe me, so I’m going to prove him wrong. I owe him a picture, after all.”

Tesiera wanted she could headbutt him. She tried with all her might, but her head remained immobilized.

A helpless whimper escaped her throat. How come she never used paralysis as a torture technique before?

She was aware of it, had been taught about it by her trainers. But, she’d always dismissed it, thinking it wouldn’t be as effective as the more gruesome methods she had at her disposal.

She’d been wrong. This was worse than death.

Raymond continued to speak, his voice dripping with satisfaction, “You know, Jaden was hell-bent on getting to you first. He even dispatched assassins before, but regrettably, they were nothing more than amateurs.”

He clicked his tongue disapprovingly. “Men who couldn’t handle one woman in a parking lot certainly can’t be called professionals. Not only did you best them, you killed them and you even got to torture two brutally.”

The realization of what he was saying slowly sunk in. So, it was Jaden Newman who had sent those assassins after her in the hospital parking lot. She had believed they were targeting Kracus, but in truth, they had been coming for her. Jaden Newman was the boogeyman afterall.

Raymond dropped his weight onto her naked body and rubbed their bodies together. He moaned loudly, pressing his disgusting body all over hers.

“This,” he panted, “is the clear difference between the feel of a man’s body and a woman’s. Don’t get me wrong, I adore men, but sometimes I crave the touch of a woman’s body. And this, my dear, is one of those moments.” As he spoke, he ground their bodies together.

A surge of revulsion welled up within her, and for a brief, agonizing moment, Tesiera thought she might vomit.

However, the drugs coursing through her system seemed to have numbed the nerves and bodily functions responsible for that reaction.

A wave of helplessness washed over her, and another whimper escaped her throat.

“Fuck, she feels good,” he groaned, “Safety first, always. Pass me that condom, Tony. Not gonna risk getting any diseases from her.”

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REVENGE WITH LOVE : CHAPTER 91 – 100

Something feels wrong.

Kracus had been patiently awaiting Tesiera’s signal for the past half-hour since she’d left with Raymond. During this time, he remained on high alert, waiting for her sign.

He understood that she needed the time to play along with that motherfucker, Raymond James, to coax him into letting guard down before she could signal to him. He knew all that, but, it was taking an agonizingly long time.

Why the hell was that?

Kracus could think of a couple of reasons. Either she was still in the process of trying to get Raymond to send his guards away, or perhaps she was already torturing the man…taking her sweet time, no rush at all. It was probably the latter.

So, why the hell was he so damn comfortable?

Kracus couldn’t pinpoint why exactly, but he felt a sense of unease gnawing at him ever since she disappeared with their target.

“She can handle herself. Just wait for the signal. Don’t rush in and jeopardize the plan.” He muttered to himself repeatedly.

Maybe he was fueled up because he still remembered the way Raymond had been looking at her, before she’d left with him. It had taken every ounce of his self-control he had not to go charging for the weasel and punching that lust right outta his eyes.

As if that wasn’t enough, the sonofabitch had wrapped his snake-like arm around Tesiera’s waist.

Just the reminder had him grinding his teeth furiously. No one touched his woman’s waist except him, dammit.

Whoa there, buddy, calm down. She’s not your woman, he scolded himself.

He could see his mind giving him the middle finger, because the urge to punch Raymond James still remained.

Kracus took a deep breath and continued to keep a vigilant eye on the dancefloor. His senses remained on alert, awaiting Tesiera’s signal.

“Still no sign yet?” Clinton’s voice broke through his concentration.

Kracus turned toward him and shook his head in response. His concern was growing by the minute. Something just feels wrong.

“That’s taking far too long,” Clinton grumbled.

“I know, right?” Kracus was relieved that he wasn’t the only one growing anxious. His gaze scanned the area for any sign of Tesiera. “Yeah, something’s not right.”

“Let’s wait for Bose; he went to scout. We’ll hear what he’s found when he returns.” Clinton suggested.

Almost immediately, Bose emerged from a corner, approaching them urgently. “Has she given the signal?” he inquired as he drew near.

Both Kracus and Clinton shook their heads, worry etched on their faces.

Bose frowned, looking back towards the door he had just exited, “Raymond’s men aren’t in their expected positions. They were scattered all over the hotel floor, and there were more of them than we thought—fifteen in total. As if they’d specially prepared for something.”

“I checked Raymond’s suite, and there was only one guard at the door, so it’s highly likely that he’s not there now.” As Bose explained, his brows furrowed deeper until his face displayed clear concern. “I’ve got a really bad feeling about this.”

Kracus’s unease had been mounting, and now he was certain that something had gone terribly wrong. An unsettling feeling spread through him, and his heart raced.

“We’re not waiting for the signal anymore; let’s initiate the mission,” Kracus declared firmly. He then turned to Bose. “You know what to do, right?”

“Hell yeah. Finally, some real action,” Bose smirked, his eyes filled with anticipation.

“They’re triple the number we thought, so we need to be extra cautious. I’m going with you,” Kracus asserted to Bose. He turned Clinton, “Stay here and keep watch. If anything unusual happens, send a signal.”

Clinton nodded sharply. “Understood, boss.”

Kracus wasted no time and began moving, with Bose right by his side. “I’m assisting you,” he stated. “Pass me a stun gun, a tranquilizer dart, and a Taser.”

As they made their way out of the crowded hall, heading towards the quieter side of the hotel, Bose handed him one of each item.

Kracus tried to keep his composure, but anxiety gnawed at him. He hoped to hell that Tesiera was safe.

Please be safe, Siera, I beg of you.

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