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Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

Chapter 177
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LUCA

"Will you look at that? The prince is finally awake." | speak lazily, leaning back in

my chair, twirling the blade between my fingers.

His eyes flutter open, dazed while he blinks into the dim room.

It takes a second for him to realize where he is.

Strapped to a chair, his mouth taped and his wrists bound behind his back wearing just boxers and a vest.

"That's a nice article. Pretty cute don't you think?" | toss the newspaper on the floor for him to see.

He starts to squirm, grunting into the tape.

| lean in, close enough for him to feel the cold steel of the blade press against his cheek.

"I'm sorry, did you say something?"

His muffled curses makesmile. That arrogant little prick still thinks he will be able to speak again after I'm

done with him.

| stand up slowly and tear the tape off.

"I'm in a very bad mood right now, so you better start speaking, or you will see the worst of me!"

"You sick son of a bitch! | will report you. Once my father hears about this you're done for!" He screams, making

"Really? Looks like you must be new to this." | begin to speak calmly.

| take slow steps toward the metal table behind me, letting my fingers brush over the tools laid out in a neat,

meticulous line.

"I will ruin you," I murmur as | pick up a small black vial, holding it up to the light.

"Then | will erase you and your existence from this earth. No one will even know you were born. No one will be

able to mourn you... not even your crazy parents. Wanna know why? Because you never fucking existed!"

Zayan tries to hide the panic building in his eyes. But all | can smell is fear.

He reeks of it and I'm disgusted!

"You won't get away with this, Luca. | didn't leak the formula, | didn't-"

| grab my gloves and snap them on.

"Oh so you know why | have you tied you up like a little bitch?"

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His eyes widen in panic when he realizes what he has just said. Making a sick smile stretch on my face.

I'm so fucking pissed. My best friend is lying on the hospital bed fighting for his life while this dumb fuck spreads

shit for whatever reason.

| hold up the vial between my fingers and give it a little shake. The liquid inside

glows faintly under the single flickering bulb above us.

"Know what this is?" | ask, walking toward him.

He doesn't answer.

"It's called Hell Dust." | pop the lid open.

"Special recipe from the military. Enhances pain receptors without hitting any

major nerves or bleeding you out.

You'll stay conscious the whole time. Every touch will feel like fire. Just enough to make you scream without

letting you die."

His eyes widen even more. The scent of piss hitting my nose.

"If you were such a pussy, you shouldn't have fucked with us!" | growl.

“Luca. Luca, wait... please...let's talk. | swear | didn't-"

| grip his arm and inject the serum into the soft flesh beneath his shoulder.

Zayan's screams erupt within seconds.

He thrashes in the chair, trying to rip free from the restraints, but they hold tight. His body convulses, sweat

pouring down his face as the drug kicks in.

"Hurts like hell, doesn't it?" | murmur, crouching in front of him. "That's your nerves lighting up. They think you're

being flayed alive... but you're not."

"Stop!" he howls, tears and mucus falling at the stime, "Please, please stop! I'll talk...I'll tell you

everything!"

| slap him across the face, hard enough for him to spit blood.

He sobs, barely holding himself up.

| grab his hair and knock him with my forehead making him cry out. A purple

bruise starts to form where I hit him.

"Start talking. Who the fuck told you about Alex's condition?"

"I'm a doctor in the...Ahhh!!"

"Lie toagain and I'll start slicing you one part after the other. Do you understand?"

His head bobs up and down like a broken doll.

"Speak, you dip shit!"

"Athena...it was Athena!"

| halt my movement.

"What?"

| freeze, the blade halfway to his thigh.

"You're lying." My voice drops, but the danger in it climbs higher with more fire and

fury.

"Say her nagain and | swear, I'll carve your tongue out."

"I'm not

lying!

her! She toldabout Alex's

condition!" Zayan screams, shaking

his head like a madman.

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| slam the knife into the table next to his hand. He jerks away, with his eyes

bulging.

"Wrong move."

| pull the blade free, flip it in my grip, and drive it deep into the soft meat of his shoulder, just enough to miss

theatery but leave him howing like a dying animal. s

His screams bounce off the walls.

| grab his chin and force him to look at me. "You think I'm sidiot? You think I'll

fall for your bullshit?"

It can't be Athena. She loves Alex even though she's too stubborn to see it.

"I'm telling you the truth!" he sobs. "| stole the box, alright?! | stole the fucking Formula! Shit!"

"How?"

"| took it when Alex was with Athena at Camp used a contact from the black market... paid him to mess with the

footage, He le edited the security tapes... made my face look like Ryan's." s

I knew that.

| just wanted him to confess it.

"You must be feeling nice ey? You fucking pussy! He kept your shitty past a secret

yet you stabbed him in the back."

"I had no choice! | was being blackmailed and if | didn't do what he asked he was

going to ruin my career along with my fathers."

"Well now you'll lose your life as a bonus."

Zayan's body trembles.

"Please.....please don't kill me. | told you everything!"

| grab him by the collar, yanking him close until my nose brushes his.

"Oh, I'm not going to kill you. Yet. Tellwho told you about Alex's condition!"

"I'VE TOLD YOU! IT WAS ATHENA! ASK HER IF YOU DON'T BELIEVE ME, DAMMIT!

| release him as my chest rises and falls.

Athena was the one who betrayed us? Alex left everything for her and this is how

she repays him?

| grab the table, my fingers digging into the cold steel as | force myself to think.

To really think.

She thought he stole her formula and told his secret as pay back?

| straighten, my eyes falling on the son of a bitch laying in his own tears and piss.

| think it's high t| paid her a little visit.