Revenge amnesia upgraded to his brother (Norah and Lucien) novel Chapter 206

Lucien’s POV:

I gotta admit, Mateo is my toughest rival for Norah’s heart.

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If even I’m in trouble, then the only guy who’s got the guts and the reason to risk everything to save her is that damn mafia boss.

After sending the message, I switched my phone to silent and shoved it in my pocket.

Then I peeled off my soaking wet jacket and grabbed a set of dark gray outdoor clothes from the closet to change into.

I slipped out the back door and bolted toward the lighthouse.

Why the lighthouse?

Because it’s out of the way, nobody uses it, and the signal’s blocked there.

How did I know Norah would be there?

Because someone’s been watching her.

Who the hell?

When I got close to the lighthouse, I didn’t take the little path.

Instead, I crept along the cliffside, using rocks and grass as cover.

The sea churned right beneath my feet, waves splashing up, mixing with the rain and hitting my face.

I stopped about twenty meters from the lighthouse.

From here, I could see it clearly–the iron door on the ground floor was half open, and upstairs, a faint, flickering light shone through the window, like a candle or a flashlight.

No other doors.

I circled around to the cliff side behind the lighthouse, where a rusty metal drainpipe ran from the second floor all the way down to the ground.

I pulled the little tracker out of my pocket, crouched down, and buried it in the dirt near the pipe.

Done with that, I stood up and headed back to the main floor.

Just then, lightning split the sky.

I caught a shadow moving behind the upstairs window something off about the way they moved.

I drew my gun and stepped up to the iron door.

Inside was pitch black, and a rotten stench hit me.

I didn’t rush in.

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Instead. I pressed myself against the stairwell entrance and listened.

Outside, the wind, rain, and crashing waves roared.

Upstairs, I heard a woman laughing–crazy, wild laughter.

“Hahaha… Norah… look at you now, pathetic as hell…”

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It was Amélie!

That damn woman–how the hell did she get out here?

I held my breath and crept up quietly.

The higher I went, the stronger the stench of rot became, mixed with a metallic, bloody smell.

My heart sank.

I hid in the shadows of the stairwell and peered inside.

Amélie was wrapped in a filthy blanket, her hair a mess, and her exposed arms and legs covered in nasty

scars.

She held a candle, and her burnt–up face flickered in the firelight, looking like a demon.

Then, I saw Norah.

She was tied to a rickety wooden chair, her hands bound behind her back, tape covering her mouth.

Her hair was a mess, her face pale enough to scare you, with a fresh cut on her forehead, blood trickling down her cheek.

Her eyes were shut, eyelids twitching–she didn’t seem fully awake yet.

But she was alive. Still breathing.

My heart felt like it finally started beating again.

Amélie bent down, holding a candle close to Norah’s face. A drop of wax fell onto Norah’s shoulder.

Norah’s body jerked, and she opened her eyes.

“Awake, huh?” Amélie’s voice was hoarse and nasty. “I thought you were dead.”

“But hey, that’s good. How could I let you die that easy? haven’t even had the chance to tear up that pretty face of yours! I haven’t seen you begging me on your kes like a dog yet!”

“You fucking bitch!” she suddenly screamed. “If it werent for you, Luen would still be mine! We’re already married! I’m Mrs. Constantine! He’ll come back! Once n done with you, once I wipe you off this earth, he’ll know that I’m the only one who truly loves him! Only I deserve him!”

“Hahaha… don’t rush it…” Amélie laughed like a lunatic, er voice sharp and grating. “The real show is just getting started.”

She stood up and grabbed a pair of scissors from a broken table nearby.

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“So tell me… where should I start? That long hair he loves so much? Or that face that seduced him?”

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“Don’t worry, I won’t let you die easy.” Amélie leaned in close, whispering like a demon in her ear, “I’m

make you

watch yourself turn into a monster, a piece of trash so disgusting even he won’t want to gonna look at you.”

Norah struggled desperately, the chair creaking under the strain.

I raised my gun.

The barrel was steady, aimed right at Amélie.

Right then-

“I suggest you don’t move, Mr. Constantine.”

A gun pressed hard against my lower back. Then a hand reached over and snatched my gun away.

Amélie whipped her head around.

Her scarred face twisted into a smile that made her look even more terrifying–like a cracked mask.

“Luen…” she croaked my name, her voice trembling with madness, “You finally came…”

She limped toward me. “Come see what I’ve prepared for you…” Her eyes locked onto mine, shining with a terrifying light. “The final act.”

I ignored her.

Instead, I turned to look at Norah.

The moment she saw me, her pupils snapped tight.

She caught sight of the man behind me, the one holding a

gun to my

head.

She shook her head like a madwoman, letting out a desperate “Wooo, wooo” sound.

Tears mixed with the blood on her forehead, streaming down her face.

Amélie noticed the eye contact between us. She stumbled forward and slammed a hard slap across Norah’s face!

“Smack-!”

“Norah!” I immediately tried to rush over, but the guy behind me grabbed my shoulder hard, pressing the cold barrel of the gun against my skull.

“Still looking at her?!” Amélie screamed. “You’re about to die, and you’re still staring at that bitch!” She ripped the tape off Norah’s mouth with such force that he skin around her lips turned bright red.

Norah started coughing violently. She lifted her head and locked eyes with me. “Lucien! Don’t worry about me! She’s lost it. You need to get out of here–now!”

“Get out?” Amélie toyed with the scissors in her hand. “No way he’s walking away. Today, the three of us are gonna settle every damn score right here.”

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