80 Raging Furies

Alec sat closely bedside Michelle. "Are you fine?" his voice was filled with deep concern. 

Michelle nodded. 

But clearly she wasn't. Her face was bruised, blood dripped from the corner of her lips and she tightly held her right arm with her left hand to suppress the pain from the dagger cut. 

Alec was deeply hurt to see her in that state and blamed himself for it. 

"CLAP, CLAP" Dwane approached them with slow claps, 

"You never fail to surprise me Ms. Ford." 

Everyone around tried to ignore him.

"Such a skilled fighter, you indeed deserve to be Mrs. Farehya, my betrothed." Alec's face darkened at his words, 

"Stop it, Dwane," he tried to keep his patience. 

A devilish smirk was fixed on Dwane's face. 

"You outsmarted me today Miss Ford, but I won't stop at anything to have you." he gritted through his teeth.

"DWANE" Alec was furious, 

"Let go of her, she is my wife." 

"Wife?" Dwane scoffed. 

"Wasn't she forced to marry you? Your marriage can be easily annulled." 

"I bet you'll enjoy being Mrs. Farehya more than Mrs. Wilson." 

Alec was infuriated but Michelle couldn't care less about what Dwane was saying. 

Her calm and nonchalant demeanour irked him more. He wanted her to react in some way. 

"Too bad you didn't save yourself for your first night with me. But I'll manage even though you've been defiled by my brother." 

"On second thoughts I'd prefer a woman with some experience." 

Before Alec could get up and punch him on his face like he intended, 

Ricky spoke, "Leave Dwane, I don't want any more bloodshed at my bar. Another word against her and I'll be the worst person here." 

Dwane let out a loud sneer, "Looks like you've got two of us in the clutches of your cunt. Impressive." He berated her modesty. 

"Even I'd like a taste of it before I strangle you benea…." 

"Oh Please.." Michelle finally broke her silence saying these words as she elaborately rolled her eyes at him.

"Haven't you said these words a lot many times already?" 

"I'll strangle her to death with my own bare hands" she mocked him to shocking everyone around. 

"I was there Dwane, all the time when you spewed about strangling me, raping me, you even toasted to my corpse." She scoffed. 

Alec was guilt ridden again with her words. 

"So many times that I've grown bored of it." 

"Get better men next time, you don't bring  fighters against trained assassins." She sneered out hard, Mark scoffed as well at her words. 

On the other hand, Alec and Ricky were shocked at the revelation.  

Michelle continued to berate him, 

"You wanted to kill me right? Do you have any fucking idea how many times I could've killed you?"

 Her laugh turned menacing. 

"I hope you enjoyed my breakfast Mr. Farehya." She flashed an evil smile.

 He realised that she had made them spicy on purpose. 

"Bit spicy. Wasn't it? It might as well be poisoned." Everyone around her was utterly shocked at her words. 

"Just the thought of being able to poison you anytime I wanted, gave me immense pleasure." 

It made him realise that she always had the upper hand, irking him the most. 

 "It was fun, so much fun to watch you fly around to find me, trace my phone, when it wasn't even with me. 

You tired so hard to find me like a fool while I was right in front of you all the fucking time." 

She continued mocking as she got up to face him. Her words enraged Dwane to no bounds. 

"You whore" 

he growled with sheer rage. 

Dwane stretched his hand holding her neck as he began to strangle her. 

Before Alec or Ricky could do anything, 

Michelle reached for the wine bottle on the table and smashed it into pieces while she held the top piece firmly in her hand. 

She looked at him deep in his eyes without flinching from the strangulation, before anyone could comprehend anything, she pierced the sharp broken glass deep in his chest. 

Blood dripped down his chest, staining his spotless shirt into a deep shade of crimson red. 

Despite the immense pain, none of the raging furies quivered. 

The fire between them only roused as he strangled her harder and she pierced him deeper, while their eyes were fixed on each other as fury engulfed them.

 It seemed like they were destined to be doomed in the hands of each other. 

Soon enough, Ricky and Alec were finally able to wrap their minds around the ongoing heated proceedings, they tried to pulled Dwane and Michelle apart, 

"Let go of her." Ricky said as he tried to pull Dwane's hand off her neck.

 "El, leave him." Alec said, pulling Michelle's hand. 

After many attempts Alec and Ricky, finally,  were able to free them from eachother's clutches. 

Alec made Michelle sit on the couch beside them, she  touched her neck and slightly massaged it to relieve the pain as she let out a few coughs, she was starting to lose her consciousness. Dwane too held his wounded chest tightly in excruciating pain. 

"We need to take them to the emergency room," Ricky said. 

Alec nodded and picked Michelle up and walked to his car. 

"Call an ambulance for them" Ricky told Jason and supported Dwane as they walked outside. 

Before they could part ways, Michelle who was in Alec's arms locked eyes with Dwane, "This isn't over Michelle '' Dwane gritted through his teeth. 

"Game on Mr. Farehya." she replied fearlessly. 

Alec and Ricky rushed into their respective cars with Michelle and Dwane to avoid another lethal conflict breaking out between them. 

Getting inside the car, Alec made Michelle rest on his lap. His eyes suddenly fell on the cut on her arm. 

"Your arm El." He got anxious looking at it. 

"I'm fine." she plainly replied without making any whimpering sound. 

She would whimper even when Alec was slightly rough with his touch. 

Yet now, she laid quietly, unwilling to express any pain. Alec noticed it, he held her tightly all the way.