"Please, don't kill me.... Please.." she pleaded, trying to grasp fragments of her breath as she stared at the lifeless body and pool of blood before her in fright. "Jason, she might be a good toy for the night, what do you think?" One of the men asked his colleague, stretching strands of his beards. "You must be insane. Have you forgotten the mission statement?" Jason asked and he scratched his head. "Pretty girl, I'm sorry" he said, squatting to the level of the girl who trembled on the floor. "Anyone who sees the hit, goes down with the target" one of them said coldly from behind and the next moment, a bullet hole was formed between her brows as her body convulsed.
Beatrix
As I walked into the martial arts center for my evening training session, I noticed a new face among the familiar ones.
He was standing near the entrance, dressed in the traditional white uniform. He wasn't here yesterday which means he just signed in.
Being the bad friendly bitch that I was, I approached him, my curiosity piqued by his appearance.
"Hey there, I'm Beatrix," I said, extending a hand in greeting. He hesitated for a moment, then shook my hand with a firm grip.
"Call me Ricardo," he replied in a deep, muffled voice. His gaze was intense and focused solely on me, so I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease and excitement around him. He seemed like the type of man parents would tell their daughters to stay away from.
"Nice to meet you, Ricardo," I said, trying to hide my eagerness so I wouldn't come off as desperate. "What brings you to our dojo?"
Ricardo's intense gaze never left mine as he answered, "I've heard this place is known for its skilled fighters. I want to improve my martial arts skills so that's why I'm here, Sensei Tanaka is an old friend of mine."
I nodded, but Ricardo made it impossible to gauge his expression because of the stoic face he had, so I couldn't quite tell what he was thinking, leaving me feeling frustrated by the unknown.
"What style are you interested in learning?" I asked, getting out of my thoughts as I continued to ask him questions
"Multiple styles," he replied cryptically. "I believe in versatility."
"Oh I see, well I'm mainly focused on mixed martial arts" I answered but as I was about to continue asking him questions Sensei Tanaka walked into the dojo and everyone went silent as a sign of respect.
Maybe I could get him to tell me more about himself after class. There was something about him that intrigued me and I wanted to know all his secrets.
"Welcome back everyone, today I would like to introduce our new student his name is Ricardo" Sensei Tanaka announced as Ricardo walked to the center of the ring to join Sensei Tanaka.
"As part of his welcome into the dojo, he will be fighting Shadow, one of our best fighters," Sensei Tanaka announced as Shadow walked out of the locker room and Ricardo's gaze immediately went to him.
"You want me to fight him?" Ricardo asked and I could hear the shock in his voice, wait was he lying when he said he could fight? Because if he was, Shadow was going to crush him.
"Yes, obviously. Is there anyone else in the ring?" Sensei Tanaka asked as he stared at Ricardo with an amused expression.
"Fuck! Wish me luck then, if I die know that it's your fault" Ricardo said as he joined Shadow on the mat, I watched Sensei Tanaka give him a thumbs up before proceeding to start the fight.
"I want a clean fight. You mustn't hurt your opponent badly, or you will lose the fight by default." Sensei Tanaka said as he signaled to the referee in charge to start the match.
"1,2,3 Fight!" The referee announced, and the fight began, they both started by circling around each other.
None of them wanted to attack first but then Shadow launched himself forward with his right arm ready to punch Ricardo in the face but Ricardo sidestepped Shadow and ducked under his arm making him trip forward slightly and judging from the look on Shadow's face, he wasn't happy at all, you could say he was pissed.
"Why are you running? Fight like a man, you freak. Shadow asked as he balanced himself on his feet, his angry gaze focused on Ricardo.
Seriously, he was resorting to using trash talk now. How pathetic? To me, Shadow wasn't the best fighter here. There were better fighters than him, so I wondered why Sensei gave him to Ricardo to fight
"Technically, that isn't an insult because I'm already a man?" Ricardo said with the biggest grin on his face as he stared back at Shadow, who looked like he wanted to rip Ricardo's head off
"That was weak Shadow, come on, take him down fast," one of Shadow's friends said as they cheered him on, but he turned to glare at them
"You all should shut the fuck up! I'm trying to think here" Shadow yelled as the room went silent, that you could hear a pin drop, why was he taking out his frustration on us? Maybe he already knows he has lost this match because Ricardo was obviously the better fighter.
"He is such a drama queen, no wonder he is losing to a newbie," one of the newest members said from the back and that was all it took to make Shadow lose his shit and attack Ricardo again.
If he kept on acting like a kid throwing a tantrum he was seriously going to lose this match, I thought to myself as I continued to watch the match.
He used the same move he used at the beginning of the match, but this time aimed for Ricardo's stomach but Ricardo was able to dodge his attack, and after Ricardo swiped Shadow's leg so that he would lose his balance and fall on his ass.
As the saying goes the bigger they are the harder they fall and Shadow was a really big guy. Enough of my ranting let's get back to the match, Ricardo got the timing perfectly and his attack did what it was supposed to, causing shadow to fall to the ground, flat on his ass and it was quite a sight to behold. To see a man of Shadow's size fall like a bag of potatoes.
"Is that all you've got, Shadow? Because I can do this all day" Ricardo said as Shadow got to his feet his anger evident in his eyes, judging from his expression he looked fucking pissed, so I hoped Ricardo was going to make it out of this fight alive because I still had a lot of questions for him.
"Love " one word which is so difficult to get. Yet so easy to throw. _______________ A beautiful and innocent girl running from her past met a sinfully handsome man whom she thought to be her saviour, but end up being her nightmare. She was running from her past nightmares but wasn't aware of the future nightmares. Will that man help her before it's too late or she will be drown in the deep hunting nights of her past?? Will he ever realise her worth?? Will she ever be comfortable to share her past?? Will he ever love her the way she deserves?? Let's start the journey of these two and see what has destiny in store for them..
"leave me" she whispered in a heavy voice. " never gattina" he spoke huskily while moving his fingers along her thigh which made her shiver. " i..i...am..m...not..y..yours" she stuttered, enjoying the havoc creating in her body by his calloused fingers. Suddenly he wrapped his sexy digits against her swan like beautiful neck and squeezed but not hard to hurt her, but enough to make her feel wet between her plumply thighs. "YOU ARE MINE, GATTINA. ONLY MINE. I WILL DESTROY WHO EVER WILL SNATCH YOU FROM ME. I WILL MAKE HIS LIFE HELL. I WILL BURN HIM ALIVE IN FRONT OF YOUR EYES. " HE shouted in a dominating tone. She closed her eyes, feeling the pleasure building up in her body by his dominance and let out a husky sigh. His eyes darkened in desire and" FUCK IT" HE smashed his lips against her and suck the hell out of her pink petals. He was sucking and biting her letting out his frustration on her beautiful lips....
“You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don’t we get married?” Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. “She keeps asking for a divorce, but I don’t want that! What should I do?”
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
"I heard you're going to marry Marcelo. Is this perhaps your revenge against me? It's very laughable, Renee. That man can barely function." Her foster family, her cheating ex, everyone thought Renee was going to live in pure hell after getting married to a disabled and cruel man. She didn't know if anything good would ever come out of it after all, she had always thought it would be hard for anyone to love her but this cruel man with dark secrets is never going to grant her a divorce because she makes him forget how to breathe.
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..."Â But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"