️️️WARNING!GORE! VIOLENCE! TORTURE! ASSAULT!️️️️
Muntaha sat on the bed in deep thoughts. His hands has healed well and it was back to normal once more.
As he occupied the chair in his office, Rumeysa's face kept playing in his head.
He missed her warmth. He missed her presence and her. He missed kissing her and hugging her. Looking at the five people standing in a straight line before him, his fists clenched thinking of the bullet that was meant for his love.
Abdullah, Sarah, and three other men stood shaking in front of Muntaha's desk. Behind him stood two of his ghost assassins. At this moment all he wanted to do was bath in their blood. He felt betrayed by the very people he trusted.
