Death Party
Author: Freddies
last update2024-09-26 17:30:40

The bedroom was a massive space with a giant bed on one side and a red comfy sofa on the other. A table lamp stood in the drawer that was placed next to the big bed. Next to the lamp was a phone screen that suddenly came to life with a buzz.

Olivia Bassett walked towards the drawer and picked up the phone.

"Is that a message from the auction house? How did it go?" A man with nothing but a small towel around his waist asked her. He was stretched on the bed.

Olivia herself had a towel around her chest reaching down to her thigh. Her red lips pouted in annoyance. "I wish, Kelvin... I wonder when I'll hear from them. I hope that he is dead by now!" She spat out angrily with a frown on her face.

"Calm down my love, no need to get impatient." Kelvin's lips curved into a flirtatious smile. "Come, allow me to ease your stress."

Olivia bit her lips as her eyes fell shut. Her body filled with ecstasy. Nothing troubled her at the moment, all her worries had drowned into the river of intense pleasure.

"Your body seems stiff from stress and tension," Kelvin noted. "Are you alright?"

"How can I be alright? I am bound to that fool who has probably died in the military. I didn't get the chance to divorce him before he left. That was what ruined all of my plans!

"The plan was to use him, divorce him and then send him off to the military." She sighed wearily. "Why did I ever sign those marriage papers?"

"It's alright. Look on the bright side, you got what you wanted and if he is alive. You can finally end it with him and get married to me. Your parents would be grateful not to have a useless thing like him as a son-in-law."

"Of course." She smiled. "Make love to me baby." She spoke softly.

Kelvin grinned. "With pleasure." He responded and immediately drew close to her.

Nothing helped calm her nerves more than having a good time with her lover.

Jayden's eyes fell on the men. Only a few of them had guns in their hands. He counted at least ten, but that was a few compared to the large number of them that occupied the room.

He turned to face his sister, "get in the cage, you'll be safe in there." He ordered.

At first, she wanted to decline, the cage was a horrible place to be. It reminded her of her suffering. But the cage seemed like the only safe place she could be at the moment, so she nodded her head and did as was told.

Straightening his back, Jayden sought the void and it enveloped him. He became one with the room, with the weapons in his hands and one with the cage.

Any slight movement at all and he would feel it. His listening had intensified as he focused his mind on one thing only. "Revenge"

Without hesitation, the men hurled themselves at him with their weapons gripped firmly in their hands.

The first men who had tried to attack him were now lying on the ground with something broken in their bodies and their weapons snatched from them.

Only in a matter of seconds, about ten men were rolling on the ground, groaning from pain, and those who weren't unconscious.

A man armed with a gun aimed and shot, but Jayden dodged it and sent the man flying with a kick to the gut after snatching the gun from him.

Without stressing, he aimed and fired at them until the bullets ran out, then went back to using his blood stained fist.

Dom Hawkins stared in horror as Jayden pinned a man to the ground and punched him repeatedly until blood was everywhere, and the man had stopped breathing.

Then he sent the others flying with just one kick or one punch.

Turning the fight into a ticket to escape, he runs out of the hall with the other two while cursing and swearing revenge on Jayden.

It only took a few minutes, Jayden had pinned every single man to the floor, some probably dead, some maimed and others unconscious.

A man laid on the ground, groaning in pain, yet he still tried to reach for his gun for one last trial at killing Jayden.

But the general was one step ahead of him. Jayden picked up the gun swiftly and sent a bullet through the man's skull.

With a sigh, he released the void as he released his grip on the gun and rushed for his sister.

Together, they walked out of the place, but Jayden had another enemy to face that day. "Let's go pay my wife a visit."

Olivia groaned in satisfaction as she and her lover came together. Falling into bed with a sigh, she let him wrap his arms around her body.

Olivia shot up in fear as loud banging sounded on her door. Her heart had skipped a beat and anxiety had consumed her all.

"Who the hell is banging on my door like that?! Are you out of your mind?!" She demanded angrily while climbing down from the bed.

A robe she had intended to wear lay on the sofa, and she threw it on before going to answer the door. "Who is that?!" She demanded harshly while fastening the belts of the robe around her waist.

"Sorry, madam, it's me!" Her maid cried from the other side of the door. "Please open up! Please!" The woman seemed afraid as she pleaded to her to open the door.

Olivia hesitated, her hands on the handle of the door, but she unlocked it and opened the door.

Her jaws almost fell to the ground as she saw Jayden standing at the entrance with her sister by his side.

Her maid stood there completely silent and trembling from what seemed to be fear.

"Jayden?" Her eyes widened in surprise as she stared at him. "You're... You're alive?" She questioned, even though he was standing right in front of her.

"Unlucky you guess." Jayden responded coldly with a death glare. "Your dirty game ends today, Olivia, I know what you did."

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