“Ricco Walton, do you take Hillary Lombardini as your wife?” the priest asked to conclude the ceremony.“Yes, I do,” Ricco replied coldly.“In that case, by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife,” the priest proclaimed. “You may kiss the bride.”Ricco cleared his throat and adjusted his tie. Then he approached Hillary, leaning slightly forward to kiss her. However, that kiss was anything but romantic. Ricco merely brushed his lips against Hillary’s, then returned to his normal posture so the guests could begin applauding.All the guests whispered and commented on Hillary’s strange condition, but no one was foolish enough to speak a single word about it. Not even the press dared to say anything about the bride in the wheelchair. It was as if no one could notice she was disabled.The ceremony ended amid applause and congratulations from the guests. It was now time for the celebration. Everyone was ready to dance a little and enjoy the exquisite food prepared by th

Jack ran to reach Hillary’s room before anyone could see him. Every so often, he turned around to make sure no one was following him.The hallway leading to Hillary’s room was very dark and lonely. It felt like he was walking into a dungeon in some medieval castle.He finally reached Hillary’s room and knocked hard so he would be heard.“Hillary?”There were a few seconds of silence, and Jack knocked again with his hand.“Hillary... it’s Jack,” he whispered next to the door.“I recognized your voice the first time. It’s obvious I don’t want to open the door... Go away!” Hillary shouted from inside the room without opening.“Please, Hillary. I have something very important to tell you about Ricco.”Those words turned out to be magical. The sound of the lock opening from the inside came quickly. In a matter of seconds, Hillary opened the door and looked Jack straight in the eyes.“What happened to Ricco? Is he okay? Tell me right now!” Hillary demanded, clearly worried.“Can you walk al

Theo Walton arrived at the mansion with a special SWAT unit, ready to breach and extract Ricco.Within seconds, those agents, armed with high-powered rifles, had surrounded the Walton mansion and had every entrance and exit covered across the massive property.Inside the mansion, Ricco's bodyguards were ready to shoot and kill if necessary. These men were prepared to die defending their boss.Meanwhile, Ricco Walton was locked in his private office, using the surveillance cameras around the mansion to watch as the SWAT agents closed in on him. But Ricco had no intention of leaving the mansion."Shall we open fire, sir?" asked Ricco’s head of security, stepping into the private office.Ricco remained silent for a few seconds. He was probably thinking about what he should do."I don't want unnecessary deaths. I just want to stay in the mansion.""Then we wait, sir.""The only way I’ll leave this mansion is dead. If they try to come in, I want you to shoot anything that moves," Ricco ord

"On your knees! Now!"shouted the SWAT officer, aiming directly at Hillary's head, ready to shoot and end her life.Hillary remained still and expressionless, her gaze lost in the sky where the Walton mansion’s helicopter, carrying Ricco, was vanishing into the clouds."On your knees! Now!"Three SWAT team agents surrounded Hillary, and she slowly placed her hands on her head and knelt down while those machine guns pointed straight at her head."It’s over, sweetheart. Stay calm while I cuff you."One of the officers approached Hillary, but she threw him to the ground with a swift technique.The other two agents were forced to intervene, and only together were the three able to pin Hillary to the ground and neutralize her resistance.Hillary kept struggling against the strength of those three men, but it was useless. Her face was pressed against the floor, and her cheek was crushed under the weight of the men who dropped their full body weight onto her.Still, Hillary didn’t stop looki

A couple of weeks had passed since the terrible shooting at the Walton mansion. The horrific massacre had left a total of eleven people dead and another five injured. Among the deceased was an employee of the mansion who was unfortunately hit by a stray bullet—or maybe she was just in the right place at the wrong time.Since that day, no one had heard anything from Ricco. His whereabouts were a complete mystery, and the media quickly moved on from the Walton story to talk about something else.However, there was one person who hadn’t forgotten about Ricco—and likely never would.Theo Walton had offered a huge reward to anyone who could provide information about the location of Ricco “the bastard,” as he was now being called.But no one knew where he was. It was as if the earth had swallowed him whole.When Ricco purchased the mansion he named "Walton Mansion 2.0," he paid in cash. That made it impossible to track him. Besides, the helicopter had returned without giving away any clues