First Loves Return Heiress Strikes Back novel Chapter 432

Chapter 432 

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Sure, she was stunning, but there were so many pretty women out there. Why was Lennon so hopelessly entranced by her? 

When his men had captured Mariela and brought her before him, no one had mentioned that she knew how to fight. 

And when they dragged Mariela upstairs, she had been pale as a ghost, trembling with fear. To Nikolas, she had seemed no different from any other fragile, pampered rich girl, who was obsessed with romance. They would just be terrified at the first sign of trouble, endlessly weeping and utterly insufferable. 

He had never expected her to have the guts to charge at him, let alone possess actual combat skills. 

Nikolas had grown up under the wing of a mafia godfather in Italy. The training he went through was beyond what an ordinary person could endure. 

At twelve, his godfather abandoned him on an uninhabited island to survive on his own. 

At sixteen, he had been thrown into an underground fight pit, forced into life–or–death battles against savage beasts. 

When he emerged victorious, he was rewarded with his first armed unit, his force. From then on, he carried out his godfather’s dirty work, waging war against rival gangs, slaughtering and looting, all while undergoing the same rigorous military training as elite mercenaries. 

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By eighteen, his power grown so formidable that he could rival the local military forces. 

By twenty–four, he had personally killed his godfather and taken over as the leader of the largest gang in Italy. 

A monster like him was not someone Mariela could ever hope to defeat. 

But when a person was consumed by rage and has nothing to lose, their potential became limitless. 

Like Mariela at that very moment. 

She knew there was no way she would walk out of this building alive today. 

Rather than let herself be violated by that pack of vile, depraved men, she chose to fight Nikolas to the death. 

Either way, she was going to die. 

Faced with the choice of dying in humiliation and filth or going down in a blood–soaked struggle, she chose to unleash everything inside her 

and release all the hatred and fury she had suppressed for so long, pouring it out on Nikolas. 

“Interesting,” Nikolas muttered. His expression shifted from initial disdain to surprise, his gaze now filled with interest. 

He had never seen a woman like Mariela before.