(HER COMEBACK)

Princess Luxury’s world spun like a top, thr_@tening to tip over with each gasp of disbelief.

“Penelope kîllêd my unborn child?” The maid’s confession hung in the air like a noxious cloud, seeping into every pore of the princess’s body, igniting a burning rage that thundered through her veins.

She had blamed Lord Deamon for the loss of her child, but the truth was as sharp as a blade and just as painful

Penelope, her sworn enemy, had been the one to kîll the innocent life growing within her.

Princess Luxury erupted from where she stood like a volcano, throwing the doors open with a viôlênce that shook the very castle walls.

Her mind a tempestuous storm, she stormed towards Penelope’s chambers, blind to the servants and guards who dared to stand in her path.

As she tore through the halls, her heart raced and thrashed, beating to the rhythm of her own furious resolve.

Nothing, not even the voices of her Lover or her advisor Lady Gaga, could stop her now.

Meanwhile, others were still there. Diamond knew Penelope to be evîl but she didn’t expect her to go to that length.

What exactly was she expecting from someone who poisoned her thr_@tened to kîll her.

Even Richard and Lady Gaga was shocked.

They all seemed to have forget the servants girl, all mind fixed on Penelope.

•

Lewis’s lifeless body was dropped in front of their house. Luke’s who’s getting ready to leave so he could go submit all the letters written to people by their loved ones or common of different kind.

He was the first to notice the carriage a he paused, it was unlike their house.

This was the poor side of great Britain so what was a carriage doing here?

A guard stepped down and he squeezed his brows, the one on the horse alighted also, helping the first person who is a footman to bring down Lewis body from the carriage.

The tossed him on the ground then left instantly without a word.

Confused, Luke packed his bike then slowly, ever so gently walked over the wrapped then, even though his mind was telling him it could be a body, he doubt it.

Who would drop a body for them here? This was their house not a mortuary so it can’t possibly be.

He lifted the white clothes covering the wrapping up body and gasped, falling backwards as though being pushed.

“Father!! Ya!!! Father!! Mother!!!” He screamed horrified to the core.

He did want to believe it, he just partways with his brother this evening and… And….

No, this can’t be happening, who did this? Is it Lord Deamon? He warned him, he warned Lewis but he didn’t listen.

“Lewis! Lewis!!! No, no this can’t be, Lewis!”

•

“Lock her up,” Lord Deamon ordered in his deep cold voice.

Hazel was already in his custody and he will make sure she suffered till she begged for the gift of dêâth.

He might have been lenient with her in the past but it’s all over now.

“Whip her as soon as she wakes,” he ordered walking out of the door.

“Brother, what next?” Dan asked

It was all like a movie to him, he just didn’t get anything for now until it all falls into place.

“I need to find princess,” he said walking past.

He came across Richard and Diamond on the door but didn’t even glanced at them, getting outside he saw his father.

“What is this that am hearing? So you got Carmen’s daughter pregnant? Why didn’t you marry her if you were fruitful? Do you have to be useless all the time? Don’t you know you should have married her as soon as she took in?” Daniel shouted like a woman desperate for grandkids.

Lord Deamon completely ignored him, four of his men were already waiting when he got to the SUV but he dismissed them with a wave of his hand.

“Useless son,” Daniel mumbled.

•

Penelope was seen smoking weed with a guy

They are currently in a warehouse outside the clan. She’d been here since after wasting Lewis.

Her next target is princess Luxury and diamond.

“When are we operating?” The guy asked, glaring at her from his side.

She chuckled then lick her lips.

“Tonight,” she dragged a smoke from her cigarette, puffing it in the air then turn her cigar bûtt as though checking it.

Suddenly, a BMW burst through the front door, knocking down the door.

Penelope and the guy looked back at once.

“Penelope,” princess Luxury yelled, her eyes flashing with fury.

Penelope chuckled

“Just what we are talking about,” she glanced a the guy.

“She made it easy,” he dropped his cigarettes and stood to his feet, rolling up his sleeves

Penelope’s lips curved into a wicked smile, her gaze lingering on the princess’ livid face.

“I must admit, I expected you to be harder to find,” he taunted, blowing out a cloud of smoke.

But as they say, the hunter becomes the hunted.

“You will pay for your crimes,” Princess Luxury seethed, her voice quaking with fury.

“You’re just in time for the main event,” Guy replied, her voice dripping with venom.

He snapped his finger and up to six of his men appeared from a door nearby, cycling princess Luxury while Penelope kept dragging smokes from her cigarette and watching the event.

“Get her!!” The one who looks like their leader roared, pushing his hand forward.

His men rushed forward, their fists raised and ready to strike, but before they could land a blow on Princess Luxury, a shadowy figure dropped from the ceiling, a deadly blur of motion.

The man’s fist connected with the henchman, sending him sprawling to the ground with a sickening thud.

Princess Luxury’s eyes widened in shock, but she quickly regained her composure.

She didn’t tell him where she was going so how did he get here? Well that’s not important cos… With a feral growl, she whipped out her own dagger, ready to defend herself and fight back against Penelope’s horde.

Lord Deamon whirled into a blur of motion, his limbs a deadly symphony of kicks and punches.

He twisted and contorted, his foot catching the first man’s face, the crunch of bone echoing in the warehouse like a grim reminder of his ski||.

The second man charged, but Deamon was already spinning, his elbow striking the man’s throat with the swiftness of a snake’s strike, sending him crashing to the ground, gasping for breath.

The third attacker came at him from the side, his fist raised high for a crushing blow, But Deamon was too quick, his own fist connecting with the man’s jaw, sending a spray of blood into the air, the crunch of bone as satisfying as the cracking of knuckles.

The fourth man swung a pipe, but Deamon ducked under it, delivering a spinning kick to his opponent’s kidney, dropping him to his knees with a howl of pain.

With a silent leap, he evaded the fifth man’s charge, delivering a devastating elbow strike to the back of his head, sending him crashing face-first into the concrete floor with a sickening thud.

The last man stood, his breath coming in ragged gasps, a mixture of fear and adrenaline coursing through his veins.

He took a trembling step forward, but Deamon was already there, his movements a blur of speed.

The man’s eyes widened in horror as Deamon’s leg hooked around his ankle, sweeping him off his feet with a deafening thump.

The crack of his wrist against the ground was the final note in Deamon’s symphony of destruction.

The man lay at Lord Deamon’s feet, whimpering in pain, his wrist twisted at an unnatural angle.

Why didn’t Penelope tell him that the slave girl has someone as strong as Lord Deamon behind her? Who does know Lord Deamon?

Beneath Lors Deamon, he search for Penelope with his eyes but she was no were to be found.

Meanwhile, Penelope ran out from the other side of the Warehouse, she got into her car instantly, turning on the engine but it couldn’t start.

She did it over and over, trying to get the fûçk otkut of there, she knew how Lord Deamon could be when he’s infuriated and she didn’t want to cross him.

She tried turning on the engine again but no Matt how hard she tried, the car just won’t start.

She decided to come down and use a taxi, it might not be what she needs but it would save her for the moment.

She held her door handle, trying to Open her car but the car didn’t budge, a flashlight on her face from outside the car made her look up.

Her eyes widened at the sight of the gasoline and princess Luxury.

She began shaking the doorknob, trying so hard to open the car and get out.

“No! You can’t do this!” She screamed, watching as Princess Luxury emptied gasoline on her car.

“No!!!” She screamed scared to dèâth.

She can’t dîe, she’s not supposed to dîè, she’s Penelope, who’s gonna be the lady of the house?

“No! Stop it! I don’t want to dîè!!!!!!”

“I can’t dîe!!!!”

“Someone help me!!!”

“She’s a psycho!”

“No!!!!”

Princess Luxury shifted away, throwing a lighter to the car and boom….