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Mask of Deceit

The perfect love. The perfect life. A bright future ahead of them, that is until fate and a case of mistaken identity steps in. Juliana’s world is turned upside down when her husband, Paul is brutally murdered in the darkness of an alleyway in Venice; she is raped and left for dead while the sounds of the Masked Carnival and the killers laughter fills the air. The only thing that keeps Juliana going is the memories of a perfect love, and her deep desire for vengeance. With the help of her father, the killers are tracked down, one by one and on the anniversary of Paul’s death, with the sounds of the Carnival in the background, the killers come face to face with the Mask of Deceit, and pay the ultimate price at the hands of a woman who is dead inside. With the words of her dead husband ringing in her ears. “Use the knife my love, put the animal out of its misery. Cut its throat.” Juliana moves between two different worlds. One that was filled with love, joy and hope for the future. The other filled with pain and death as she uses the blade on her path of revenge and thirst for vengeance. “There Paul my love, I showed the animal mercy... I cut its throat.” From the backdrop of the Carnival in Venice to the African bush, the world that Paul loved she moves like an avenging angel dispensing her brand of justice and spilling the blood of the men that ruined her life. Her appetite for torture knows no bounds as each one is taken to the very edge before being sent to hell. As each one dies at her hand she moves closer to closure but has she stepped over the edge from sanity to insanity... will the killing continue once the last is shown mercy and she uses the blade to show the animal mercy or will she heed Pauls call and join him once again.

Paul Zunckel · 灵异恐怖
分數不夠
28 Chs

Chapter3

#Chapter3

The wedding had been held in a small chapel on the grounds of the family estate in Genoa, with about 70 close friends in attendance. Juliana’s cousin, Marco had stood in as Paul’s best man, as Paul being orphaned at an early age had no family, and had been a bit of a Lone Wolf, immersing himself in the love of his life, the African bush until the lovely Juliana had taken his heart and made it her own.

The sound of the electronic keyboard fills her head, as she slips her arm through her fathers, and together, to the sound of /"The Wedding March,/" they move into the small chapel, and start down the aisle towards the waiting man, standing alongside the priest, that dazzling smile of his filling her heart with joy.

/"Do you, Paul Stewart take this woman, Juliana De Luca to be your lawful wedded wife?/"

/"I do./"

And you Juliana, do you take Paul to be your lawful wedded husband?/"

/"Oh yes, I do./"