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The Cold Commander is a Woman

Hail the way! Here is the revenge story of a stunningly beautiful yet cold woman. Zsadin is seeking revenge on her parents' murderer. Along the way she guards pop band Peace and its leader D or Damien, who is haunted from his dark past. Will Zsadin be able to take revenge or will she just fall in despair again? He was a gangster-turned-businessman, unwilling to spare anybody. Yet she made him feel helpless against her actions. Will love blossom or the connections between their past lead to a deadly end? Stay tuned to read how fate entangles their destinies into a tangled mess. Now, will it be a love triangle or a vicious revengeful triangle? Chapters would be published on Monday, Wednesday and Friday.

Khan_zoha · Urban
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119 Chs

I am desperate for it!

"Ah, she is alive don't worry. I won't kill her yet!"

Jacobs felt a shiver run down his spine. He clenched his fists in anger.

"If you fucking dare-"

"Ah, sibling love. I am just having a sweet little chat with her", Caleb's voice was calm.

"Don't you forget, your beloved Brandon is in our custody!", Jacobs threatened.

"And what does that have to do with me? He is paying for his sins!", Caleb indifferently said.

"And do whatever the hell you can, she will return only of I allow her!", the confidence in his voice was annoying Jacobs.

"You wish! She is a elite level officer!"

As Caleb hung up the call, Zsadin stirred a little, catching his attention. And his sour expression turned mild and gentle. As she slowly opened her eyes, a banging headache assaulted her and she moaned in pain. She tried to use her hands to massage her temples but could even raise it. Something was obstructing her hand.....

Her eyes flew open and she tried to look around squinting her eyes due to the blinding light. Slowly, her senses returned as she remembered the last few minutes before blacking out.

Caleb spilling his drink, changing clothes and blacking out in the corridor. Her consciousness fully stabilized and she remained calm. As her vision turned normal, she glanced around herself but all of a sudden the lights were turned off.

Zsadin instantly closed her eyes and relied on her senses.

Thap! Thap! Thap!

Footsteps were coming towards her and she stood in place but the next moment her eyes flew open.

"Do you remember me, Miss Zsadin?"

That deep, low voice. How could she forget that voice?

However, she stayed calm. Provoking was the first mistake and not replying was another.

"Yes, Mr. Orion. How can I forget you?", her mocking tone evident, Caleb smiled.

"Why have you brought me here? Do I have something you want? Short on money?", the ridicule was so clear that Caleb wanted to laugh.

Yeah, the cold bitch, wasn't it? Lets see if you could maintain it till the end.

"Yes, you do have something that I want, but to be precise, I am desperate for it! The thing I want is all your questions regarding Uncle Brandon!"