Regretting Divorce

Chapter 70 

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Cole followed Hunter closely with bated breath. A tiny voice in his mind asked him to prevent his best friend given everything about him screamed sinful intentions. His eyes were shadowed with ferocity and the chips of black in his pupils darkened. 

“They might have given a slip, Hunter. I’m certain they witnessed Murphy beating Pavel Maury to unconsciousness. Cole tried to create deviation. 

“They wouldn’t wait for you to hunt them down, would they?” 

“Your certainty has nothing to do with my purpose. And just so you know, my guards haven’t seen them going out of the pub. They’re still inside, hiding somewhere” Hunter took long measured steps into the dark and isolated part of the pub that wasn’t open for anyone except the stall. 

“And I don’t give two fucks why and how Murphy bear Pavel Maury. I’m not going to let him go easily the 

y.that’s for sure. 

He crossed a corridor or two and arrived at a dead end. Cole halted before he bumped into Hunter’s back, 

“Oh, so they’re hiding in the wall. Cole said with obvious mockery dripping from his tone. 

“They must be stupid to try it since you are so clever. Huh! You’re wasting our time, Hunter. Let’s go back. I have a new sculpture to start working on from tomorrow. 

As he lifted a hand to pull Hunter with him, Hunter pounded his knuckles on the wall. The hollow sound that followed stunned Cole momentarily. 

That looks like… 

“A door in disguise of a wall. Hunter completed it for him. 

Turning his head to Cole, be flashed a sour look as if saying, “You’re not smarter than me and you can never be 

Then be turned back to the wall to access a small element shaped like a star. It was protruded and can easily fit between one’s forefinger and thumb. Hunter twisted it three stary degrees, and with a click sound, a creak parted in the extreme comer where the ‘door in disguise‘ was connected with the adjacent wall. 

“Smart ass.” Hunter muttered loud enough for Cole’s ears 

Then he slid the door to the side, revealing a room. The walls were dusted with a chick layer of dirt and a tube light obscured with cobwebs. The light reflected dimly due to the cobwebs but enough for Hunter to identify a man dressed in a bartender’s uniform trying to cower away from him. 

He was attempting hard to become one with the wall. Not that it was going to help avoid Hunter’s scathing appraisal, who was standing true to his name’s meaning. The Hunter’s mode was on, the predatory instincts activated. 

Cole pitied the man. He felt bad already for the upcorning few minutes of his life were going to be painful. 

He still wanted to try to save him. 

“It’s just the bartender. You can’t seek pleasure from his pain alone. 

Although he wished both of Pavel’s partners to see a brutal time for having corrupted thoughts towards hurting Claire, he believed there were other ways to punish them. They required law to take care of it. Hunter was neither law nor the maker or breaker of it. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“The manager has been smoothly escorted to my torture chamber. Pavel Maury is in the back of my car. Hunter smirked with a light tilt to his head as he lifted his gaze to meet his friend’s. 

The animal in him made Cole’s breathing become speedy. There was nothing stopping him from becoming the law himself. 

By the mention of torture chamber he recalled the small, square–shaped, compacted dungeon he had built in the back of his office building. The idea came to him several years ago when an employee of his decided to disregard his vow of loyalty. An employee who bravely stole his business “secret and sought after selling them to his rivals. 

This happened in the beginning years when Hunter was endeavoring to build his family empire bigger. The rivals and their obsession with his business tactics forced them to go to the extent to buy one of his employees against him. 

Hunter was deeply hurt as an employer, who hunkered after providing the best working environment and monetary benefits for his employees hard work. He let his demon empower and swore to create an example both for the muscle he hired and his rivals. He also wanted to unfurl his terror for the competitors to never even let the thought of buying his employee against him cross their mind 

But that was the one and only time Hunter made use of the torture room. It has been reserved as a terror–creating instrument among his rivals. Hearing Hunter make mention of it brought sweat beads on Cole’s forehead 

“The manager confessed to touching her. He deserves my attention a little more than this one. Hunter stated as he sat on his haunches in front of 

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the bartender. 

His breathing was rugged and noisy. The dread in his eyes could make a lion have mercy on him. It couldn’t move, nevertheless, Hunter’s emotions. 

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“I… It w–was Pavel’s idea. H–he would lure girls here to have some fun. I n–never liked the idea b–but the manager’s offer was too tempting to pass He stammered, his mouth shaking. 

He blinked rapidly and continued in a begging tone, “I… Id–didn’t touch even a hair o–on your ex–wife’s head. P–please forgive me and let me go. 1 will never do it again or work.” 

Hunter sniggered. If he wasn’t pissed earlier, he was now after the bartender guy brought up Claire… That too in a way he wasn’t willing to hear. 

The ex–wife word increased his anger. 

“I’ll take it into consideration.” Hunter drawled. “No hands then. Good for you.” 

A man knocked behind Hunter and Cole before entering. He had a sharp knife with a thick hilt. The sight of the glistening blade made Cole’s mouth hang open. 

“What the hell is this, Hunter! You can’t do this.” 

Hunter avoided him and got up again. He faced the man, who was basically one of his loyal men, and pointed with a look over his shoulder. 

“He didn’t use his hands. But his mouth is annoying.” Hunter spoke, recalling he addressed Claire as his ex–wife. 

Take his tongue. 

Cole stood there frozen while Hunter brushed past him. His nose scrunched as the throaty cries of the bartender tore through him. He watched the man struggle but Hunter’s employee was double his size. He knew what he had to do with the blade. 

It was done in less than a minute. The tongue was given a look and then tossed to the side. 

“Work done, sir.” Then the intimation was made on a wireless single ear bluetooth headphone. 

The order of evacuation was received and the man left without a muscle on his face flinching. 

There was no use staying as the deed was done. Cole sighed once before he turned around to leave. However, he couldn’t shove the look of Hunter’s face out of his memory. 

The Predator in him was going to cause quite a ruckus in the name of love. 

The drive had been silent for ten minutes or something Just the amount of time Claire needed to unfasten the knots that has become of her nerves. She was breathing fine and in the right mind to discuss Tyler’s existence in Bloomcrest. 

She made a comment, “What brings RavenMoore’s heat to Bloomcrest?” 

Tbc…