Vengeance in His Bed novel Chapter 96

Chapter 96: She Is the Only Woman Who Can Get My D*ck Hard!

Dorrent and Shadron had only just stepped back inside the halls of the estate. Having rushed straight from the hospital and the slums, they had barely taken a few minutes to wash the sweat and dirt from their bodies. Dorrent had only just stepped out of a hurried shower, his skin still damp and his dark hair uncombed, dripping small drops of water onto his bare shoulders. He didn’t even bother to button his dark shirt completely, throwing it on in a frantic rush as his mind replayed the chilling words of the old Mafia boss over and over again. Jannah was dying, and the ticking clock in his head was driving him completely insane.

Down below in the grand foyer, Shadron was tying the belt of his robe when he heard a heavy, thundering sound echo from the upper floor. He looked up just in time to see Dorrent practically throwing himself down the grand staircase, his shoes pounding against the steps with a reckless, dangerous speed.

"Dorrent! Stop right there!" Shadron shouted, his voice echoing loudly off the high walls as he lunged forward, throwing his body in front of the bottom step to block his friend’s path. He planted his hands firmly on Dorrent’s shoulders, his eyes wide with disbelief. "Where the hell do you think you are going in such a panicked hurry?!"

"Get out of my way, Shadron!" Dorrent roared, a deep, animalistic growl ripping straight from his chest as he tried to shove his friend aside. His silver eyes were completely bloodshot, filled with an unhinged, wild fire that made his dominant presence explode through the hallway like a physical weight. "I am going to see that damn old bastard Bellero right now! He has the cure, and I am going to tear it out of his hands!"

"Are you completely out of your mind?!" Shadron barked back, refusing to budge an inch as he locked his fingers into the fabric of Dorrent’s unbuttoned shirt, using every ounce of his own Alpha strength to hold the giant tycoon back. "You cannot go to the Boren stronghold alone! That is a total suicide trap! Stop this absolute madness before you get yourself killed! Unless you want exactly what happened nine years ago to repeat itself in this city!"

Shadron’s face went pale as a dark, terrifying memory flashed behind his eyes. He gripped Dorrent’s shoulders even tighter, his voice shaking with dread. "Have you forgotten your own history, Dorrent? If that old Mafia devil provokes you or pushes your system over the edge while you are trapped in his territory, you might lose your mind completely! You could undergo that horrific black cycle rut all over again! You know what happens when your S-tier blood goes dark—you won’t be able to control the slaughter!"

"Then it will only be for the best!" Dorrent screamed back, his voice a deafening boom. He grabbed Shadron’s wrists with a crushing force, his jaw clenching. "If I experience the black cycle rut inside his gates, then so be it! I will gladly let the darkness take over my mind and kill every single living man in that pathetic Mafia empire! I will paint their entire compound red if it means I get that antidote!"

Shadron stared at his best friend in horror, realizing that Dorrent was completely beyond the reach of normal logic. He had never seen the cold, calculating billionaire look so utterly feral, so deeply desperate for the survival of a single human life.

"Calm down for one second and think, Dorrent!" Shadron pleaded, his breath coming in short, panicked gasps as he struggled against the tycoon’s immense leverage. "What the hell does Bellero actually want from you? What did he say?!"

"To go seem him alone, of course," Dorrent hissed, his silver eyes swamping with a chilling, murderous void. "He knows he has me cornered."

"And you are just going to blindly walk into his jaws?!" Shadron countered sharply, his voice dropping into a tense, desperate line. "What if that old monster is completely bluffing just to get your attention? What if he doesn’t even have the actual cure, and he’s only using her sickness to lure you away from your fortress? You know exactly what kind of man Bellero Boren is—that Mafia God is the most dangerous, underhanded snake in this city!"

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