Lust And Revenge by Reginah Shadreck (most read books .TXT) 📕

He only kept on with a relentless pace, ruthlessly breaking the bones in his face. With a frightening scowl and a razor-edged, bloodshot glare marring his frame, he just glowers down at the man who kidnapped and harassed his girlfriend.

Livius feels like killing Malcolm at that very minute.

He doesn't mind the blood that's streaming down his mouth now as he continues punching him. He feels like it isn't enough at all - only death can be enough for someone who touched and molested his beloved like that.

His blood is boiling to an unfathomable degree as that scene earlier keeps playing in his head. He's really burning with the desire to murder this person right here and now.

"L-Livi...!"

That's all until Leticia shouted his name from behind him, her voice filled with fears and worries.

"D-Don't... D-Don't kill anyone, Livi."

Hearing her cry while begging for him to stop, Livius finds himself finally coming to a halt.

Only then did he realize that Malcolm's entire face is now covered with blood. He's already losing consciousness from the aggresive assault of intense blows. That same red liquid is also dripping down the fist he used to make him look like this.

Had Livius continued any further, he'd really end this man's life in just a matter of seconds.

"P-Please, don't dirty your hands because of me... This is not you," Leticia voiced out pleadingly, her small, trembling arms embracing him from behind.

Feeling her warmth, he eventually snapped out of his fit of deadly fury.

He then swerves around to face her before gathering her in his arms again. He holds her tighty, protectively - fearing that if he loosens his grip, she'll be taken away from him once more. 

After two long weeks of being separated, he could finally hold her again.

"Princess..." Livius called out breathlessly as if hanging on for dear life.

"I'm sorry I failed to protect you."

With a remorseful expression splattered across his frame, he buries his nose in her hair before he presses his lips on her temple. He feels like breaking down and having an outburst at that point, immensely relieved that she's finally in his arms again.

While still crying and sobbing, Leticia returns the embrace and revels in his gentle warmth. His presence alone solaces her, making her feel safe and sound again.

"Thank you for coming back for me," she managed to say despite how weak and brittle she felt right now.

"And I'm not going anywhere again," he firmly muttered, tightening the hug even more.

She really feels like melting at that very moment. Overflowing relief and joy bubble up within her, which only makes more tears roll down her cheeks.

He then starts stroking her hair to calm her down. Though he's still seething with the desire to make Malcolm's sufferings even longer, he can't help but feel his heart breaking in a million of pieces. Knives keep stabbing his chest as her wails get louder and louder.

With their emotions all over the place, the couple just stayed in each other's arms until the police and other people of authority finally rushed in the scene.