My Tool For Revenge (I bought her)

Author’s POV

IMMEDIATELY after sealing the transaction with the Russians, Greg’s men who has been keeping a close eye on him vane around from every corner they were and followed him outside.

His driver on sighting him rashly stood up from the tree stump he was sitting on and got into the car, and together they all left the vicinity.

Few minutes after they had left, a car suddenly hit theirs from behind.

Immediately without having to check who it was, he took out his pistol which was just under his suit, signaled his bodyguard and driver who had also taken notice of the situation.

Immediately they all got out of their car, and to his bewilderment they were surrounded from every corner.

Instantly Greg smiled seeing who it was that had attacked him.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Gabby”, he called, “good to see you again dear friend”, he added.

Suddenly, the smiles on Greg’s face slowly faded away, and the anger in his eye reached it extreme.

Seeing the guy who made him hurt Gianna some nights ago infuriated him to the core.

“How about you give me the right to your just transacted business, and I will give peace”, he said, licking his lips and smirking.

“The nerve you have Gabby, I will advise you to take your lazy escort and leave, since the blood isn’t dripping wet yet”, Greg warned.

“No! I won’t. Not until I lay my hands on that your frigile little girl, and you no what am gonna do to her? I will suck on her and drain her honeypot, until she scream out my name loudly”.

The moment Gabby mentioned Gianna’s name was all it took, and that led to a cross-fire battle.

Gianna is only his, no one else! Greg roared inwardly. He fired the first shot, and Gabby fired back, and that was how it began.

Greg was so focused exchanging bullets with Gabby that he had no idea of a sniper around the area.

The next thing he realized was a bullet penetrating his rib.

When his men saw this, they began shooting randomly in the direction the sniper was coming from.

“Damn!!”, Greg cussed, “I guess I have been so eased off with Gabby”, he mumbled and shot at Gabby directly on his chest.

Author’s POV

CHRISTA was still dragging Gianna away when suddenly, an ear deafening sound of alarm which sounded more like a police siren filled the entire estate.

And just like a flash, so many armed men started trooping in from every corner of the estate marching towards the gate.

The elderly chauffeur who saw everything that just transpired hurried out of the tinted car, and headed towards aunt Christa.

Christa’s heart pounded loudly, she immediately calculated to drop off Gianna, race into her car, and zoom off.

But before she could take a step she was surrounded by more scary men who looked deadly than the previous guy she had encountered earlier.

She rashly let go of the unconscious Gianna who fell to the floor, but before her fragile body could kiss the floor, she was caught by Charles the burly security guard from earlier on.

Charles instantly released Gianna to an elderly chef who took her into the mansion, her occiput was dripping wet with blood.

The maid instantly rushed her to the room that was set aside for medical treatment, the sick bay, and then put an emergency call across to Greg’s personal doctor.

“I knew you were evil all along”, uttered Charles to Christa who was vigorously trembling in fright.

Just the sight of all the armed men alone was enough to make her pee on herself.

“Please, let go of me, I promise not to cross paths with Gianna ever again”, she choked.

“Save your tears for the worst”, Charles rephrased, grabbing Christa’s wrists and dragging her towards the mansion.

Then he snapped his fingers, and immediately, all the armed men went back to their duty posts.

…Minutes Later…

All Greg’s workers shuddered shrinking with great fear knowing fully well that Greg wasn’t gonna let them free, owing to the fact that Gianna was badly hurt due to their carelessness and negligence.

It has been ages since Greg’s personal doctor went in to treat Gianna, and he was yet to be out.

Time had ticked awesomely, there still wasn’t a sight of him.

Greg’s POV

I leaned my head on the edge of the car seat as my eyes were closed tightly, I was bleeding profusely from my wounded ribs.

I gritted my teeth as the images of just one person filled my head.

“Stay strong bro!” Lionel encouraged me.

“Gabby is a bastard”, muttered Jones angrily.

“We need to take out the bullet to stop the bleeding, it’s still in there”, Lionel uttered to Greg for the hundredth time already.

I inhaled briefly.

“No! I need to see Gianna first before pulling out the bullet, I need her to stay by my side while I fall unconscious, I also need to see her when I regain my consciousness”, I muttered.

“Damn! Gianna won’t be happy with you knowing fully well you lost your life because of her”, Lionel uttered, bringing out a pair of scissors from the first aid kit beside us.

I let him pull out the bullet, because it had stayed in my body for a couple of hours now.

“I’m sorry bro, this gonna be one hell of a pain”, Lionel apologized.

I gave a slight nod.

Just then, I felt the scissors dug deep into my ribs, I hissed in pain.

“Done!” Lionel uttered, bringing out a tiny but one of the deadliest bullets I have stumbled across.

“Gabby really meant to kill you”, Jones uttered.

“Yea, thanks to you guys for getting my back”, I mumbled as I felt Lionel covering the wound with some bandages. Instantly I closed my eyes to sleep.