Revenge After Divorce by Black Rose

Chapter 257

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For the past few days, I had watched them stumble around in their futile attempts to track me down. Every morning, they would set out at dawn, and every night they would return empty–handed, their efforts wasted. It was amusing to me.

They had no idea where to look, no real understanding of how to hunt someone like me. It was almost laughable. I had thought they were dangerous, but I quickly realized how wrong I was. There was nothing good about them, nothing that made them worthy of fear.

Perhaps they just hadn’t met their match yet. Until now.

Now, they had encountered me, and they knew they were nothing compared to what I was capable of. They were amateurs, playing a game they couldn’t win. But Olivia… she was another story. She surprised me. I had expected more resistance from her, some fight, some fire. But instead, she complied.

She ate the food I gave her, barely muttering a word of protest. The silence was almost worse than anything. I could tell that the trauma from what I had done to her was starting to sink in. The damage was done, and it pleased me in ways I couldn’t fully explain.

The toenail incident… it had worked its magic. Watching that process unfold, seeing her struggle, paralyzed and unable to move, was a kind of torment I knew she would never forget. That was the point. It wasn’t enough to hurt her physically; I wanted her mind to break.

To make her feel like there was no escape, to be trapped in her own body, forced her.

gan to endure the horror I inflicted on

the scared, distant look in her eyes. It was almost… comical. She was terrified of me, and that terrified

will leave you alone again,” I told her, grinning as

docile and unable to resist. It was only a matter of time before I was ready to

sorry,” I added, feigning innocence. “I forgot

sick smile played across my lips. I had plans to visit my father’s grave. Tomorrow, I would bring him the

notice the missing head. It would be just another body for him to bury, another casualty in his twisted game. But things didn’t go according

I wasn’t

were people there, Luke’s people. A dozen or more of them, gathered around the site, digging

make sense of what was happening. What were they doing? Why were they digging up my father’s remains? My mind spun, trying to come up

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men shifted, and the movement gave me a clear view of

out as a whisper, weak and helpless, a far cry from the rage I felt inside. I gripped the headstone in front of me for support, my knees trembling beneath me. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. My father’s casket was being pulled from the grave, falling apart, his bones scattered. The remains of my father, once dignified and at peace, were being torn from the earth like they

the gravestone, but suddenly I was there, standing in the open.

words thick with heartbreak and anger. Wasn’t killing him enough?

sound of my voice drew Luke’s attention. He turned slowly, his face unreadable. He seemed almost… amused by my outburst.

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