Revenge After Divorce by Black Rose

Chapter 255

NICK

The island was still, too still. No one slept that night. Luke had kept busy with his men, the sound of his voice drifting through the halls, low and intense. I couldn’t make out the words, but I could tell they weren’t discussing anything good.

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Ethan had joined them; he was more involved than I would have liked. I had asked him to keep an eye on Luke, to make sure things didn’t escalate further. I didn’t trust Luke, not when he was like this, wild, unpredictable, the kind of man you couldn’t reason with once his mind was made up. He was like a caged animal finally set free, and I was terrified of what he might do to the people on this island. They were innocent; they didn’t deserve to be dragged into whatever madness Luke was planning.

As for me, I was stuck dealing with the kids. I tried to keep my mind occupied, tried to push away the dread gnawing at me. But before anything, I knew I had to prepare. I organized money, lots of it. It felt like I was bracing for something big. Something I wasn’t sure we could undo once it started.

I had a sick feeling in my gut that many people would need compensation once Luke’s rage was unleashed. I tried to talk to him, to convince him to stop whatever he was doing, but my words fell on deaf ears. Nothing I said worked. Maybe I wasn’t convincing enough. Maybe I gave up too quickly. Or maybe, just maybe, I didn’t want to stop him at all. Maybe I was letting it all happen. I didn’t know.

Luke, was about to unleash chaos on an island that would never recover. And where did that leave me? Standing between them, trying to find some middle ground knowing all along

the island would be empty, its people scattered, running as far as they could. The place would be a ghost town. To make matters worse, Marcus had been calling me

even worse.

If Marcus got here before we found his wife, I didn’t know what would become of the island. I barely slept, only managing two hours before the sun even started to rise. And

found his home. He told us

with his home? Did they think there was something left there? Xander had lived in a damn hotel, like a tourist. It

what you’re thinking, Nick. You can stay

anger, his once calm demeanour now replaced with a volatile edge. Who would keep things in check when they all lost it? I had no choice. I

empty. A quick glance out the window showed everyone

knew this was just the beginning. By the time I made it downstairs, they were already in the

time to get to what was once Xander’s home. It had long since been abandoned,

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