My Tool For Revenge (I bought her)

Greg’s POV

THE five men abruptly turned and raised their guns to shoot, but too bad for them, I was faster and in a twinkle of an eye, I had shot all five of them.

I watched them drop to the floor, and quickly, I aimed for the wooden window, shooting at it repeatedly to create a passage.

Soon there was a large opening that could carry me, and I flew through it before the men guarding the entrance could even notice. I landed straight in the water, diving deep into the ocean.

“Chase after him”, I heard a loud voice ordering from the wooden house.

Gianna’s POV

The night was still very cool.

I sat at the blue seashore wrapped up, continuously staring across the ocean to see if Greg was coming, I was already beginning to get scared, and worried for him.

“What if the deadly boss has done the unthinkable to him?” I thought, sighing loudly.

“Are you sure Greg is gonna be alright?” I questioned Lionel who was seated on the boat that was parked beside me.

“Yes”, he replied grumpily.

“Are you certain?” I asked again, I just needed to be sure.

“Yeah!” He replied, trying to light up a cigarette.

‘Hmph, they are all the same!’ I thought.

“Why do you believe in Greg so much?” I suddenly asked, making him abruptly stop and steal a glance at me.

“Well, because he has been a conqueror since we were kids, he always wins”, he replied and my eyes widened in astonishment.

Woah! Since they were kids. So they both spent childhood together? Can someone like Greg really have a childhood? Urgh! Stupid me! If he doesn’t, then how the hell did he become a man?

“Can you tell me more about it?” I asked pouting and looked away, staring across the ocean.

Despite my request, I was restless within me, I prayed in my heart for Greg to return safe. I wasn’t used to him leaving me alone like this.

Just then I felt the aura around the shore become awkward, and at that juncture, a shadow fussed by a few meters away from us.

We instantly became alert.

“Come over to the boat Gianna!” Lionel uttered in awareness, getting out his gun.

“Greg?” My voice echoed, and no one answered, there wasn’t a reply.

I hesitated before getting up and stepped into the boat.

“Why is he walking about?” I wondered aloud, staring at the distance where we had seen the shadow.

“Stay put Gianna! That isn’t Greg, we have been followed”, Lionel said, cocking his gun.

The shadow was now standing still looking at our distance.

“Greg?” I called again, curiously.

“Be quiet Gianna”, Lionel uttered.

‘I am certain that is Greg’, I thought and without thinking, I ran out of the boat and headed towards the shadow.

I went closer, and closer, but as I got to the shadow, I realized it was not Greg, I hadn’t recognized who yet, he was actually backing me.

Then he turned around, and I still couldn’t get his face, it still wasn’t clear.

That was when I tried to retrace my steps and he grabbed my wrist.

“Hello Gianna, we meet again”, my eyes widened in utmost shock as I saw his face and I gasped.

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Was he really here?

How did he get in here?

“Gabby!” I called.