Whispers Of Retribution

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le and walked back to the kitchen, totally ignoring me. Tears filled my eyes, t

de with concern as she immediately reached out to me, her voice soft and kind

ovan who's stern expression remained unmov

der his breath, his disapp

ry," I begged, wondering

. I'm Olivia by the way. That's my brother, Diego," she introduced but since I was aware th

, concern etched on her face. "Father, who is sh

me briefly before he repli

like his sex toy disgu

ivia pressed further, her b

onovan replied curtly, his

n did we pick young people

e question came out. However, the look

ot your concern, Olivia.

om thickening. However, by accident, I looked at Diego. He was still watch

e. His voice was deep, manly and just perfect, it matched his f

er as your mother's memorial service is in two w

irrelevant-" Oli

the table, startling I and Olivia but

as coming soon because Donovan would surely kill

u-" he pointed a

rough the order of his father. "She doesn't look like

ith frustration. "Diego, she's here to serve us,"

gaze hardened as he stood to his feet.

our pr

s. "I said, let her go," his voice was calm but there was something about him I cou

re. "I decide what happens under my roof,

t was replaced almost immediately by a look of anger mixed with someth

trode out of the dining room, his footsteps

n Donovan grabbed me from behind and pressed a table knife ag

eyes wide with shoc

ore, anger building up within him. He rested on the door, both han

going to do

Diego else I'll slit her

en the knife cut a thin line along my neck fol

uld kill me. Tears filled my eyes as I watc

is voice relaxed. "I'

a sharp pain exploded in the back of my head and just immediately, my vision faded. I could