My Tool For Revenge (I bought her)

Author’s POV

GIANNA managed to open one of her eyes, the other was weak and heavy.

“Was Greg finally here?”, she thought within her.

“What the heck is happening?” she heard the man cussed in fright.

Instantly, he let go of her and was about to run away but as if he remembered something, he swiftly turned and decided to drag her along with him.

At that instant, he let out a loud scream, which was followed by a sound of bones breaking and cracking.

Gianna’s eyes cleared up a little and the only thing she could see was blood everywhere, before she could register any more thing, she blanked out.

Lionel’s POV

I followed the trail of blood which started right in front of the car by the roadside down into the woods.

I continued moving and before I could spot anything living, I stumbled across so many dead bodies along the path before finally sighting Greg, he was kneeling beside a petite figure laid on the ground and covered in blood and dirt, I could clearly see these from my position.

“Greg, she needs to be taken to the hospital as soon as possible, like right now”, I tried speaking sense into his stiff body, he just knelt there, motionless staring at the figure.

I finally got to him, the fierceness and bloodlust which had been in his eyes some minutes ago before they left for the forest was gone, and was now replaced with extreme fear as he looked down on the unconscious girl on the ground.

“Why?”, he suddenly asked and I turned to him, “what has she done wrong? Why can’t fate play fair with her?”, he continued asking, crumbling in fright as his eyes became heated up with tears.

I was awestruck and gobsmacked. Not in my wildest dreams would I think of seeing Greg in such a pathetic state as he was, and not just that, taking pity over a girl.

The very last time I saw Greg in such state was when Arielle left him, then, we were still street kids roaming around the street.

“G… Gianna -“, Greg’s voice came as a whisper as his trembling hands was about touching her. He was quivering so hard like a man crying for his dying wife.

At that juncture, I figured out I had to do something, because if I don’t, Greg was gonna watch her die without doing anything, even as much as taking her to the hospital to get treatment or something.

So I rushed over and knelt down beside her placing my finger on her neck searching for her pulse and when I could find it, I breathed out in relief.

I really couldn’t tell what was gonna happen if it had turned out that she was no longer breathing.

I looked at Greg who looked like someone whose whole world had crumbled down.

I looked away back to Gianna and gently raised her up from the ground, carrying her in a bridal style, then I tapped on Greg’s shoulder waking him up from his slumber.

“Let’s go bro. We need to take her to the hospital, don’t be worried, she is still breathing”, I told him, and instantly his dark eyes were covered with a little light. He looked up to me, I nodded at him and he stood up quietly, and then we exited the woods.

Looking back at the dead bodies, Greg gritted his teeth and halted in his tracks. Instantly, I knew what was going on in his mind.

“Take Gianna to the hospital, I will deal with the dead bodies”, I said and Alex, one of the guards who had come with us, stretched out his hands accepting Gianna from me.

Looking straight into his eyes, his jaw clenched as he gritted his teeth and his grips tightened on her, then he finally turned and left the woods.

Yakuza’s POV

Comfortably seated on a couch in my castle, I was puffing a churchwarden pipe, with my legs placed on a side table as usual.

I was waiting patiently for my boys to get back with Gianna. I just couldn’t wait to screw her on my bed. I can’t wait for her to scream out my name in pleasure. I can’t wait to suck her juicy boobs. All these I have waited for years, for a whole freaking fifteen years.

As I sat, I glanced at the large wall clock on the wall, wondering what the heck was keeping them.

Just then my phone rang, one of my boys immediately came forward and picked up the phone, tapped on the answer button and placed it firmly on my ears.

“Master! All the boys have been killed”, the frightened voice over the phone spoke at once in panic, and I could clearly detect the owner. It was one of the boys whom I had sent to check on them, as the delay was becoming alarming.

Killed? Huh?

“What the hell are you spitting?”, I asked to be sure.

“We found the car they had gone with, burnt into ashes and their bodies were lying right beside the car”, he gave more details and I immediately shoved the hands of the guy holding the phone away from my ear.

Anger filled my heart, deep anger.

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Outside the emergency room, Jones leaned against the wall with his eyes fixed intently on Greg who was sitting quietly in the waiting room.

He was surprised to see Greg looking like this. He knew Greg loved Gianna, but he never expected him to practically turn into a living corpse just because she was hurt.

Suddenly, he got up and turned to him.

“Take good care of Gianna, I will be back”, he uttered coldly then rushed out of the hospital before Jones could say a thing.

…A Few Moments Later…

Greg’s POV

Standing with my men in front of a small looking mansion, I sneered.

“Boss, this is his house. His name is Yakuza, I tracked down his plate number”, Charles reported.

“Bomb it down”, I instructed.

“He has just messed with the wrong guy”, I added in anger.

“Yes boss, but this isn’t his resident mansion, he doesn’t reside here”, he added as well.

“Set this ablaze, and his residing mansion as well, whatever! Just set ablaze”, I instructed.