My Tool For Revenge (I bought her)

Greg’s POV

“CAREFUL man, you are gonna get us killed with the high velocity”, Lionel muttered for the hundredth time.

“I am in control”, I mumbled, all my attention focused on flying the plane.

I had gotten all my documents with me as discussed, but, was I really gonna sign a part of my hard earned wealth to that idiot?

Gilchrist was really a fool to think I was gonna do that, and so I vowed he was really gonna know why I was called Gregory, the heartless Mafia King, once I got a hold of him.

It was 2am in the morning, about five to six hours before dawn, so I really needed to get there quickly.

“Are you certain the plan will go according to plan?” questioned Lionel.

“Yeah!” I answered.

Gianna’s POV

I was led to a dark cold room, everywhere was so dark that I couldn’t view a thing, other than the waxing of the fireplace.

“Sit!” I heard a voice and instantly, I was roughly pushed to the floor.

I roughly landed on the floor with my butts and instantly, I felt a sharp pain in my stomach.

“Ahhhrggh!” I screamed in pains clutching unto my stomach, praying for a miracle.

There and then, I began missing Greg, wishing he could come to my rescue. Despite our little face-off, he was still the only person I knew, the only family I had, the only saviour I could count on.

But was that even possible? I mean he was not some kind of magician or superhero to detect my location so easily.

“You are gonna remain in here, for the rest of the night, awaiting your persecution tomorrow morning”, I heard one of the men uttered.

I didn’t say a word, I didn’t even react to what had just been said, I just looked on into the darkness like a numb, as I laid on the cold bare floor.

Then I heard their footsteps exiting the room, and shutting the door behind them.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Immediately they left, I sat up and crawled to the blazing fire so I could get a heat, I was already feeling cold.

The house like I had earlier seen was located right in front of an ocean and the environment around the beach kept getting chilled.

Coupled with the fact that I was only in my sleeveless nighties which I had worn to the kitchen before blacking out, never did I bargain for a longest coldest night like this.

I got to the fireplace and wrapped myself by curling up in a heap beside the fireplace.

I couldn’t tell when I began dozing off, but I knew the sound of a gunshot, jolted me awake.

Author’s POV

Gianna immediately became tensed up, thinking the island had been attacked, maybe by an unknown.

She dully stood up, and tiptoed towards a small window which stood not far away from her. She got to the window and began contemplating for a while, whether to look through or not.

Finally she came to a conclusion that it wouldn’t hurt if she just peered out to see what was happening, perhaps, she might get to see something which may give her a clue about how she was gonna escape.

The window had a pair of wooden shutters, and so quietly and trying not to make a sound, she pulled it aside a little bit, and then took a peek of what was happening outside.

Immediately, she gasped in utter shock. Clearly from her vintage position, she saw the boss with a gun, so many of his armed men were already dead on the floor, then she saw a familiar figure being led into a room.

She closed back the window and fell back on the floor, taking in a sharp breath with her eyes shut. As soon as she opened them, someone tapped her from behind on her shoulder, and she startled in fright.

Gianna’s POV

“We need to leave Gina”, a voice spoke, it was a familiar voice, not of Greg’s no, but of Lionel’s, and I sharply turned to him.

“Sorry for startling you, but we have no time”, he added.

“Greg? How is he?” I managed to ask, looking up at him.

Despite the fact he always treated me badly, I still needed to find out about his welfare, he was my utmost priority.

“Not to worry! Greg will be alright”, he uttered, wrapping a thick black cardigan around me, then picked me up from the floor.

I couldn’t protest nor resist him as I normally would have done, I was really freezing in cold and badly needed the carriage.

He took me to the far end of the room, and I saw a red button placed on the wall.

Woah! My eyes widened, I hadn’t even taken note of that since I was thrown into the room.

I wondered how he got to find out about that.

Still pondering over how he got to know, he raised up his right hand and imputed some digits, instantly a bulky metal door rolled off, revealing the sea shores and a large body of water which shone under the reflection of the blue moon.

And then I felt the cold breeze rush in at us, it was so pressuring that I had to close my eyes.

Greg’s POV

“Sit!” He barked angrily the instant he led me into his study.

“I need to see Gianna”, I requested, still standing, I preferred to stand.

“Do you have any idea how many of my boys you killed tonight?” He retorted.

I bit my lower lip.

“I don’t give a fuck, that is what happens to loyal dogs like them”, I mumbled.

“Can I see the documents?” He questioned, digressing.

“I need to see her first, before tendering the documents”, I bargained and moved a little closer to him.

“Fine! Don’t play any tricks with me”, he uttered and snapped his left fingers, instantly two of his boys left to go get Gianna.

Quickly, I scanned the room with my eyes, five guards were still hovering around.

Then I turned to the video cam which impersonated a wristwatch placed on my wrist.

Lionel was already at the back shores about to get into the boat with Gianna.

I looked away and drew a long relieving breath.

“At least I can deal with these fools without holding back”, I thought and swiftly took out a gun from my underpants.

In a twinkle of an eye, I took just a step and got hold of Gilchrist, wrapping my hands around his neck, taking everyone off guard.

His men all swung into action and cocked their guns, pointing it and me, but it was rather too late, I got their master! His hands were already raised up in surrender, as he grasped for air.

“Go ahead, shoot me, and then watch me blow off your master’s skull”, I smacked my lips.

“Men! Enough! Dro… drop your guns”, Gilchrist yelled in stutters and I smirked tilting my head.

“Let go of me Greg, you are hurting me”, Gilchrist cried in between chokes and I tightened my grips on him, I wasn’t ready to do that yet, because I wasn’t done with what I had in mind.

“Lead me to the car”, I commanded and then freed him, still having the gun on him.

He stood up staggering with his hands still high up in surrender, and began walking towards the door.

I halted and turned to his men who still had their guns on me.

“Go ahead of us” I ordered tilting my head towards the door.

But trust the fools, they didn’t compromise and I instantly cocked the gun.

“Hurry up and go ahead, idiots!” Gilchrist yelled and I simpered.

All the five burly security instantly dropped their hands and strode towards the door walking ahead of us.

And that was the perfect timing I had been waiting for, boom! I shot Gilchrist, yes, directly at his nape, and instantly, he dropped dead.