Chapter 224: Storm

At prison.

Martin looked at Lana's recent photo and clenched his jaw. 

'Look at how happy she is!' He bitterly hissed silently. His dear ungrateful daughter was having a good life out there, playing in riches, while he was rotting in jail, kissing the asses of all high-ranking people inside the prison just to get a darn parole!

"Brother are you busy?" One of his inmates in the cell approached him. 

Martin's expressions changed immediately, and he gave him a gentle smile and said, "No, brother. Come and sit with me. Do you need anything?"

He was now accustomed to this… spending days like that… disguising his true self and masking his perverse and homicidal nature behind the disguise of a new and changed gentle man, to fool everyone so he could get released on parole and start enjoying his life playing with his daughters emotions and her happiness again.

There was a unique satisfaction that he attained in torturing his wife and daughter. It has been years now. One of them left the world because of his playing with her and the other was happy. He wanted to ruin that happiness from her life and snatch her smile as soon as possible.

"She's pretty…" his inmate commented and Martin proudly smiled as he responded, "She's my daughter so it's a given."

"Is she the one who visited you recently?"

"Nah… That was her partner. He's so thoughtful enough to greet me even in prison, brother and show his respect to his father-in-law, where do you find such filial boys today!" Martin blabbered.

"You're so lucky, Martin, but you deserve your parole so you can finally be with your family. How I envy you…"

Martin laughed at those words and his inmate stared at him, confused.

"Oh, nothing… I just suddenly recall how that family of mine will surely love to see me back…" he meaningfully grinned.

He couldn't wait to see them and show how he missed them so much… They forgot about him, but this time he would make sure they would remember him forever.

Martin's poker chat with one of his inmates was interrupted when the guard opened their cell and said, "Smith, the warden asked for you…"

Martin quickly went with the guard to the private office of the warden.

The warden was smoking a cigarette as he signaled Martin to sit opposite him, exhaling a ring of smoke from his mouth.

"Look at you… Who would have thought you have high strings?" he scoffed with a grin before he signaled Martin to grab the folder on his table.

"The boss has a task for you once you are in parole. You have ten minutes to check the files." Martin heard him instructed, and he glanced at the contents of the file.

As he read the contents of the file, his eyes squinted and had a big smirk on his face because of the excitement that he would gain again, because for him… Killing was an act of art and passion…

"By the way… you have a special reward from the boss there…" the warden added as he pointed Martin into the secret place where he could do his pot session.

He excitedly stood up and went there.

The warden shook his head, wondering until when the Boss would keep that man by his side. He sighed at the thought of how the Boss would dispatch Martin if he was no longer useful. 

*****

Lana was back at the review center. She took a shower and cleaned herself before excitedly jumping on the bed. She looked at her hands… Both had a beautiful ring given by her dear husband.

Tonight was a memorable and very emotional night for her, she kept remembering the entire happenings of tonight over and over again. She laid down on the bed and closed her eyes. But she soon giggled, then moved on her bed left and right, squealing with joy. She did not know how long it had been already since she was acting like that.

She raised her body and sat. "I didn't know that too much happiness could make me act crazy like this," Lana whispered. Then she recalled the serious talk she and Liam had about that man. The monster…

She would do anything not to get involved with the man, but she knew it was almost impossible because they shared the same blood even though she wanted to cut all possible connections from him.

If she had no fear of God, she would definitely have killed him with her bare hands, but she did not want to become a monster like him and when she thought about Liam… She did not want Liam too to become a monster like him while protecting her.

Lana shook her head. Just a while ago she was so happy that she almost forgot that a storm was brewing and could soon arrive in her life. 

She was already in bed, and yet she was far from being sleepy as she fell in a deep thought. She grabbed her mobile phone and looked at the screen. She was waiting for Liam's call, informing her if he already arrived home safe.

She heard knocking on her room so Lana stood up to see who it was. She opened the door and was happily greeted by Liam's handsome face, mischievously smiling at her.

He walked inside the room, closing the door, pinned her back on it as his arms encircled her waist.

"Just for tonight… Or else my friend will kill me soon for breaking his center's rules." Liam mumbled.

Lana chuckled and said, "Didn't you say this same thing the first time you arrived here in my room? I doubt you fear him… why do I feel that he fears you instead, and therefore he lets you trespass like this."

Liam gave her a nose to nose kiss while grinning.

"No, really, this will be the last. Haha." he uttered, wondering how his nights would be afterwards for the remaining month without Lana on his bed.

"Hmm, we should obey the rules and I need strict focus in reviewing…" Lana scolded.

Liam pursed his lips and whispered, "I know… Promise this will be the last time I am crashing here like this."

Lana was still not convinced, but then she was glad to spend another night with her husband.