The Mercenary’s Wrath You Tortured My Daughter, Now Pay in Blood

To give my children a better, wealthier life, I resolutely resigned from my commission as a Special Forces Major and spent the last five years working as a private military contractor in the war zones of Africa.

Now, having finally retired and returned home, I saw all the familiar faces—except for my daughter, Lily.

I quickly turned to my two sons and asked where she was. They merely pointed to the girl standing beside them. "Dad, that’s Lily."

I took one look at her and erupted in fury. "You bastards! Do you think I wouldn’t recognize my own daughter?"