Her neck and scalp were hurting, causing her to whimper.
"Reuben, here’s your woman." He said and threw her to her knees.
"Ahh!" Jeslyn cried as her knees hit the tiled floor without reserve.
Reuben looked at the pain on her face. Ignoring his bleeding cheek and hurting foot, he helped her to her feet while gritting his teeth.
"For twenty-two years, I’ve been stalking her, and watching her grow. Even when she made impulsive decisions and did things that hurt , I never laid a finger on her. Davis, who are you to hurt my woman?" his eyes turned deadly as he shifted them to stare at the stupefied Davis who was standing a few ters away from them.
"She hurt you and I thought–"
"When did I tell you she hurt ?" he touched the blood trailing down his cheek. "Indeed, her pencil heels dug my skin out, but I never complained that it hurt , did I?" He glared at him.
Davis stayed silent for a mont, then simply said, "I’m sorry."
"That’s not enough, you’ll pay for making her feel pain." He threatened and lowered his gaze to stare at the tired woman in his arms. "Rossa, I’m sorry. Please–"
"Reuben, let go." She was exhausted from the little defense stance she pulled a mont ago. It wasn’t so hard, but why is she feeling weak all of a sudden?
"The drug has kicked in. Sleep, dear. By the ti you wake up, everything will be fine." Before Jeslyn could register what he was talking about, he chopped the side of her neck with the edge of his palm and watched her close her eyes and fall on his shoulder.
As he carried Jeslyn and was about to leave, he glared maliciously at Davis. "Don’t make a ss of my plans." He left after that.
Davis glared at his disappearing back, no one knew what he was thinking.
"You took the pictures?" he asked no one in sight.
"I’ve always taken great pictures. You have nothing to worry about," a person said from the back of the door.
"Don’t think too highly of yourself. I have no ti to worry about your outco. If you take wrong pictures, be sure that Reuben would have your head stuck to your mother’s room. Follow them," Davis watched the photographer leave before he pulled out his phone and called soone.
"Start the plan," his hard lips stretched into a victorious smile. "I told you, you all are going to pay. Maverick, before you return, I would have ruined everything you hold dear... How can you return? I’m giving you too many credits. Hahahaha..."
At the underground parking lot, Reuben was just driving out when Maverick’s car drove in. They missed each other at the entrance. No one saw the other.
He pulled up at the space that Reuben created, got out of the car and entered the massive and luxurious hotel. He didn’t need to introduce himself before one of the staff at the reception respectfully walked him to the banquet hall, where the party was taking place.
As the staff was about to pull the doors open, Maverick grabbed the pull handle and shut his eyes for a mont to envision what his wife’s reaction might be. Obviously, he was nervous.
He let go of the door and allowed the staff to pull it open.
As the door slightly opened, what greeted them was bodies thrashing and sprawling on the floor.
"Bang!"
Maverick suddenly pulled the stupefied lady out of the way, just in ti to invade the bullet flying towards them. As the bullet flew past, it hit another staff mber who was coming out of one of the rooms lined on the passageway.
"Ahh!!"
The lady with Maverick was caught off guard when she was pulled and fell into Maverick’s embrace with a cry.
Maverick narrowed his eyes and pushed her off him before he grabbed her hand and ran into the hotel room the dead staff mber ca out from.
Not up to thirty seconds later, so n rushed out with guns.
"Where did she go...?" the person stopped talking when they saw the dead body of a female staff mber on the floor.
Two of the n went to check on the body. They turned the girl over and saw the bullet hole in her chest.
"She’s dead." One of the n said.
"Carry her into the hall to avoid suspicion. The rest of you, get soone to clean the blood," one of them ordered.
Maverick who was standing behind the door watched everything that was happening from the pinhole on the door and after the n left, he walked back to the room.
The room had two couples on the bed. The woman was dragging the sheets to cover her chest while also trying to hide her face from Maverick.
Unfortunately, her face had been seen but that has nothing to do with the man who was exuding killing intent.
"What are the routes to get in there?" Maverick asked the staff mber.
"Maverick! How dare you barge in on us?! Get out right–" The young man’s words got stuck in his throat when he saw the deadly gaze staring at him.
Maverick ignored them and turned to the staff mber. He didn’t know who they were and also, he knew he was wrong for barging in on them, so he didn’t get angry over the disrespectful way the youngster spoke to him.
She imdiately started speaking when those chilling gaze t hers. "The banquet hall has an ergency door that leads to another exit at the back of the building."
"Take there," Maverick instructed and the staff mber nodded.
However, getting to the door, Maverick could faintly hear footfalls stomping around. When he looked through the pinhole, he saw n parading the passageway. He gritted his teeth and went back into the room.
This is more serious than he thought.
He pulled out his phone and gave Rex a call but his number was unreachable. He called Code 2 but he wouldn’t pick up either. Code 10, the sa thing. Maverick imdiately knew sothing was wrong, so he called Pink.
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