Twin Tormentors By RARE

Chapter 28

LORENZO POV

“The Marketing Director has already reviewed this plan President. And we would like to know what you think of it.” One of the employees called out from the end of the boardroom desk. I was sitting at the head of it with my big giant seat nodding my head while my mind was evidently out of this place.

“Hmmm.” I hummed softly and they passed the folder to Valerie who quickly opened it and presented it before my eyes. I went through the first page and turned to the second. Suddenly, my phone vibrated inside my pocket and I quickly fished it out! The text was from Vernero and it read: Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Your little Tesoro is on the run.

“Redo the plan and submit it tomorrow,” I informed closing the folder, and quickly got out of m y seat and left the boardroom with people scratching their heads.

Valerie was quick behind me and soon, the driver was swerving through the roads back to Dark Woods. Upon our arrival, I found Vernero already dressed in this two-piece suit with a black tie on ready to hit the road. He wasn’t the one with a tie so the first two buttons of his

shirt were unbuttoned revealing his manly and tattoo-covered sternum.

“Where is she?” I asked nodding to Valerie; she scurried off towards the East Wing.

“At the police station.” He replied already making his way towards the entrance. A small smile pulled up on my lips and we left. The drive to the station was filled with the conversation of how witty and clever she was when executing her escape plan. I was rather proud of her attempt and her quick way of thinking. Especially because she managed to escape under Ciello’s watchful eye. Now mind you, Ciello was our best man, and Vernero’s right hand! But our little kitten managed to run off right under his nose.

She was indeed our woman in more ways than one!

LEIGH-ARI

“Tell me why you cannot help a victim of kidnapping. It is totally outlawed and legal actions should be taken against them. They stole my life right off my hands and when I ask help from you, you do nothing? Seriously?” My voice was above a yell as I screamed my lungs out in the police station. I have actually managed to catch everyone’s attention and hoped that they could be of some help. But ever since I spoke out that I was Leigh-Ari and was kidnapped by Lorenzo and Vernero, things seemed to take a turn for the worst. I demanded to see the senior but he kept on sweating buckets and wriggling uncomfortably in his seat.

I seriously didn’t know what was happening. Because they were all tight-lipped. “I am not asking you to do anything to them, seeing as how all of you are about to shit your pants. I just want to get out of this place before they figure out where I am. They are going to kill me. Please!” My voice was right on the verge of breaking. No matter how strong I was, this was just way too draining. I was fighting against forces I underestimated and honestly, I was losing. These people weren’t going to help me even if I cried my eyes out.

“Miss Montreal, we understand your desperation to leave. And we would really love to help you.” The senior intoned wiping the sweat that trickled down his bald head.

“Then do something! Call your head, your supervisor, anyone. I need to leave this place. Please!” I desperately begged as I halted pacing up and down in his office. The door was open and everyone could literally hear me.

“We are terribly sorry, Miss Montreal. But we can’t.” He informed with a small sad smile facing behind me.

“Why?” Tears threatened to spill out of my eyes but I managed to hold them at bay.

He took a small remote control on his table and switched on the small TV mounted on the wall opposite to him, right behind me.

I turned to find none but my picture on the screen with bold black words written under it:

IF ANYONE TALKS TO HER, LEST LOOK AT HER, THEN YOU WILL HAVE ME TO FACE!

VERNERO.

A choked sob escaped my lips. I slammed my palm on my mouth and muffled the cry that slipped put.

“We are so sorry, Miss. But Mr. Vernero and Mr. Lorenzo are people we dare to mess with. The whole country knows of you now.” He said in a small voice and my muscles just gave out. 1

I dropped onto my knees and cried. Gosh, I have never cried like this before. I cried. It felt like the office walls were closing in on me, the air inside the room was not enough. At some point the senior officer quietly left the office, leaving me to my own breakdown.

I cried so hard because the things were now clear. There was no escaping the twins. At all.

One shiny shoe suddenly stopped right in front of my sight, followed by the other. My breathing hitched as the other pair of black shoes joined in and I knew whom they belonged t

1. I didn’t have to look up to know it’s THEM!

“Get up from the floor,” Vernero commanded in his usual menacing tone, the one that could chill you to the bone.

I sniffed a few times before wiping down the rivers of tears on my face. “You knew I wasn’t going to make it. So why let me get this far only to crush my hope?” My

voice was croaked and hoarse from the ugly crying. The silence was golden and I looked up when there was no response, only to find them looking down at me, bodies poised and rigid with their faces stoic like they were possessed by some kind of weird shit.

“Don’t cry, Tesoro.” Lorenzo tried to smooth out but I felt too much anger boiling inside of me. How could he?

“Don’t you fucking Tesoro me. You are an evil deceiver who lured me into thinking that you are some kind of a decent guy. You pretended to be my neighbor only to gain my trust and then what? Stole my life right in my palms for God knows what. You are nothing but a piece o f worthless sc…” My ears suddenly rang like a big church bell was clanging violently in my head. White dots marred my vision and I swear I lost myself for a second there. It took a few heartbeats to dawn to me that I was stricken on the face when my cheek began to burn like a n overheated furnace.

My face was turned to the side with my hair covering my tear-stained face. Vernero squatted down in front of me and painfully gripped my face with his steel-like hand, his fingers painfully digging into my cheeks. My eyes landed on his black, fuming orbs.

He hit me! 1

“Listen here Tesoro; Enzo and I can, and will give you the life you have never imagined. We will make you the queen of this world and everyone will worship the very solid ground you walk on. But don’t you dare, not in this lifetime or the next speak to us like that. You hear me? “The furrows on his forehead deepened as he waited for my response.

Words seemed to fail me. I just stared blankly at him with my mouth open and tears streaming down on my face. I had no words. At all! “YOU HEAR ME?” He thundered in a loud voice causing me to shudder violently. I attempted t o close my mouth and then nodded slightly. “That’s a good girl. Now let’s punish you for being a bad girl!”