DENVO MONTEVALLO is happily hanging out in a private and exclusive room at the Paradise Club, with four beautiful women he has paid to entertain him. He is with his right hand, Enrique Morales, who is his assistant in everything and the person he trusts the most. They were still wearing office clothes, and it didn't bother them since he was the CEO of Montevallo Corp after all. So, it's not a big deal if he misses his meetings and doesn't show up for work. His mother, the chairman of the board, is there to do the work. His mother also takes care of everything about the business, and he? Of course, there is nothing to do but waste their money. It was just a coin for him and his mother. They had more than a trillion dollars in the bank, not including all the wealth left by his late father-in-law. He doesn't care about the old man. It's a lucky thing that he's dead. He doesn't have any problems anymore because when the old man was still alive, only sermons and comparisons were heard
After leaving the private area where she talked to Denvo, SAMARA was catching her breath while holding her chest. Her heart was beating so fast that until now, her knees were still shaking with fear and shock. She couldn't believe how fierce that demon was. After riding an elevator, she reached the third floor of the building and walked in a hurry to her office. She must calm herself down and call Aleja to tell him about what they talked about. She sat on her swivel chair as soon as she reached her office. She grabbed her iPhone X from the drawer, searched for Aleja's number, and called him. Her hands kept shaking after seeing that scene. She couldn't believe that devil! He's a fucking beast! It took minutes before Aleja answered her call. [Samara, have you met him already? Did everything go smoothly?]” Aleja asked. Samara shook her head as if Aleja would see it. "Y-yes, and no. I did meet him, but he burst out in anger when I ruined the contract. H-he knows that I ruined the
She watched and saw how Aleja's case ended. They put so much pressure on him that he could no longer fight for himself. She would have liked to help him but she didn't know how. As she wasn't even present when the crime took place, how could she possibly defend Aleja given the fact that she knew nothing about the crime? The trial ended and Aleja was granted a perpetual reclamation or forty years in prison. She also visited him several times in prison. She was not even sure if Aleja would meet her but she dared to visit the young man. And because Samara's family was rich even though she was a minor, she was able to come and see Aleja. But unfortunately, Aleja did not agree to meet her and did not accept any visitors in the jail. However, Samara is persistent. Despite being rejected several times, she never gives up trying. She always brings Aleja food at the end of the week. As expected, Aleja kept rejecting her. As the years passed, Aleja became curious about that person who
ALEJA parked the pick-up truck he was driving next to the Paradise Club itself. After getting out of the truck, Kendrick reminded his friend, "Remember our agreement, you can't fall for Samara. All women are yours as long as Samara is mine. Aleja turned to him and said, "Even they are all yours. I have no interest in any woman, I'm too busy with things," he told his friend then they entered the club together. They walked straight to the third floor where Samara's office was. They will discuss the first step to take towards their success. They'll fry them in their own oil. Everyone who destroyed him will pay the price, or let's say, more than the price. Eye to eye, life to life. A lack of control over his anger and a desire for revenge are driving him. And this is what motivates him to continue the plan. He'll also look for the real murderer—the person who killed his dad. He will spare no one. As he and Kendrick got into the elevator, he leaned against the wall while his hands w
He's curious. He wants to know more about this young girl. It has been weeks since he last saw her. As a result of what had transpired on the construction site of the bookstore, he discovered she had already resigned from the convenience store. She had disappeared without a trace. He's bothered about her sudden disappearance. "Wait—she's there?" Kendrick blurted out and dashed towards the glass wall to take a look at the girl Aleja was referring to. "Hoe lee sheet! She's going to sing! Wow! It's been three weeks since she brought us a lunchbox and we haven't seen her since then. She also left my grandma's store, so I won't be surprised if she's really running away from someone!" He hissed. Samara also stood up from her seat and approached them. Samara also looked at Ameira who started playing. ~I used to shut my door While my mother screamed in the kitchen. ~ "Yes, she is. She's running for her life," Samara mumbled but Aleja and Kendrick clearly heard her. They both glanced
AMEIRA finished performing with her own band. Three weeks have passed and for the three weeks, she has been singing. Sometimes she performs on the street to increase her income and often takes part in various bar gigs as well. "Are you coming? We'll eat outside," Marvin Cagayan asked Ameira as she got off the stage. She didn't bother to fix the used instruments because someone else would use them. They aren't just the band that performs here, they are also famous and have producer bands as well. Marvin is the pianist in the band. He is also adept at other instruments. "No, I still have a part-time job. Go ahead," she replied. Joseph Quinton and Mark Salazar also came down. “Won’t you take your payment first before going to your next job?” Marks asked, the beatboxer in the group. It was with Joseph who was the drummer of the band. "I'll take it before I go," Ameira replied sparingly. As for Ameira, she put the guitar in its bag. She works at an exclusive hotel in Makati, Manila,
She was on her way to continue her racket at a Five Star Hotel. She was in the midst of a crowd of people and the noise of cars and vehicles honking. The night was too lively for her, so she had no interest in what was going on, or even what everyone else was doing. She only cared about earning money and the amount of work she had. It's past ten o'clock at night and rush hour has started. It's Friday so it's really crowded. Ameira stopped walking when the stoplight turned red, as the others did cross the pedestrian lane. They waited sixty seconds before the light turned green. On the other hand, there was a young man who had just gotten home from work and was wearing office clothes; he was driving a white Mercedes Benz when someone suddenly started talking on his cellphone, which was placed beside his laptop and papers in the handbag in the passenger seat. He reached for his cellphone without looking at the road so he didn't notice that the stoplight turned red. When the light tu
Y E A R 2010, M A R C H 20. S O M E W H E R E I N P A N G A S I N A N, D A G U P A N. "Aunt, y-you must believe me. U-uncle molested m-me. I..." My aunt, the wife of the person who molested me, slapped me hard. My body was filled with bruises and scars that had healed from the abuse I received at the hands of the people I lived with. "The thickness of your face! I let you stay in our house because you begged me to take you! But what did you do?! You flirted with my husband and then you said he touched you?! The thickness of your face! You have no shame! " She shouted at me. She violently pulled my hair and dragged me out of the house. "Get out! It doesn’t mean I have been so kind to you; you can just flirt with my husband! You’re still young, but you know how to flirt, and really with a married man! Shame on you! Your uncle is the one you chose to crawl on! " she yelled full of anger and disgust. I shook one after another. I wanted to speak, but my voice failed to come out. I wan
Episode 26.3: Continuation the last part... Ameira put her ear to the cell door and listened to her. "No. This is not true. Everything that happened was just a dream. Right. I'm just dreaming. I just need to wake myself up. Not everything is real. That's right. Let's wake up from these dreams now. They have already died, and I am already done with my revenge. I can start over with my life." That's the phrase she keeps mumbling to herself.The same goes for the two criminals. In spite of her best efforts, she is unable to talk to them normally, as if they have gone insane. She was about to leave since she already got what she wanted, but one of them said something that made her freeze at her place."Ameira. The name of the woman who gave us the medicine is not human, but our greed. She's our demon side." She slowly turned her head to the side, looking at the rusty iron door."What did you say?" She asked unimaginably, almost dropping her jaw."She's going to come to us and kill us all
A N H O U R L A T E R.Casya and Derek have already left after sharing some information and discussing the cases they have been investigating for years now. Only she and Tony were left in the hideout, and it's not new. It is so close to the point that Tony and she can't live without each other.Ameira was the one who was maintaining their medicine so they wouldn't lose their minds, and she was also the one who made Tony's candies. If he doesn't take it even for a day, he will lose himself. The same goes for Casya and Derek, yet for her, she never takes medication at all. She's just solving it by herself and has to cope with her situation.Her and her friends, yes. Secretly, deep in her heart, they are important to her cause; after all, they have known each other for years now. They help her solve crimes so she can find a lead to Mr. Alejandro's murderer. Outside, her friends have their own lives, in which Ameira never intervenes, but while they are here, she's in command.She was busy
Episode 26: Continuation... "Wait!—Did we hear it right? Did Ameira just laugh?" Derek couldn't believe what they heard; his eyes widened unbelievably while he grinned."No. It was amazing to hear her laugh for the first time in history. Wait! I'm gonna grab my phone to record this moment—Ouch! That hurts Casya! What's that for?!" He growled when Casya hit his head so hard."Stop it," she scolded."Why? It is wrong—""Let's go to business. Let's see what information everyone has gathered about the murder case." She gets down to business with her usual look of being as cold as ever, walking towards the long table. She drew the chair to the center of the table and sat down. The three followed her, and they started sharing information about what they had found, and the clues left at the scene."As you can see, on the bodies of the victims, there was no forceful injury on them or any wounds, and even in the autopsy, they did not find anything on their bodies, and according to the report,
Warning: This chapter contains violent and sexual content and is not suitable for those readers. Episode 26: A, C, D, E “This really looks like suicide. Like in previous cases, there was no sign of harassment or murder. I’m afraid we won't ever find any leads about those dead bodies, and now another cold case has occurred. The plaintiffs have already pleaded guilty, and the victims' families want them dead too. So there is no way they can escape.” She examined their bodies one by one as she took pictures. Her thoughts wander, and she wonders if they truly committed suicide out of guilt. It's too suspicious. She remembered when she visited and investigated them personally. When she also watched the recording where they monitored those sinners inside the jail, they seemed to be dreaming.They thought those events were just a dream and none of them were real; even the jail they are staying in is only in their dreams because, in reality, they are innocent and have never been there at the
Ameira was about to leave and just ignore them, but her team leader blocked her way. She looked up to meet his eyes and saw his snobbish face. 'What with his attitude? Tss. Forget it. I don’t have time to bicker with him," she whispered to herself in the back of her head. She was about to walk on the other side when he blocked it again. She sighed between her nose and her mouth. “Do I know you?” she asked in a low tone.“Stop your act, Ameira. I told you; you can fool anyone but not me. You can change your face, but your eyes cannot lie. Next time you disguise yourself, try to cover your eyes as well. You aren’t good at all,” he hissed.Ameira wasn’t bothered at all by him, despite having revealed her real identity. No matter what disguise she wears, she will be discovered because, as the saying goes, there are no secrets that are never revealed. She walked by and passed him. She’s too lazy to quarrel with him, and not to mention she needed to investigate the three suspects' deaths. T
“Primary care?” Ameira crinkled her forehead upon reading the words written on the notepad. She looked up to see the name of the department. She scoffed. "Are they fooling me?" she bitterly asked at the back of her head. Do they want her to work in this department? Do they even know she hates crowded people and is surrounded by sick patients?She was about to step back to leave, but before she could make any movement, the tinted glass door opened and called her. Ameira left no choice but to turn around and stare at the person in front of her."I told you you'd need my assistance." Aleja was smirking, saying those words, staring at him with that annoying look. “Come in,” he added before walking towards his workplace.She took a deep sigh. "This old man is really persistent, isn’t he?" she asked, rolling her eyes. The more this old man showed her interest, the more Ameira wanted to avoid him. With this kind of act, he is definitely up to something.When he saw her still standing outside
AMEIRA stared at the upper corner of a frameless glass door where it was written that the owner of this office is the hospital director. A young nurse wearing a blue uniform approached her and asked, “Excuse me, Miss. Do you have any appointments with the director? I mean, I’ve been watching you this whole time and you don’t even speak or tell me what brings you here. Therefore, I was wondering if you have business here. I’m afraid I might call a guard to escort you out. This place is strictly prohibited and you might scare the patients. ""Sorry to disturb you, I’m looking for the General Services Department to apply as a cleaner. I’m lost. Can you point me the way? " Ameira answered directly, looking her straight in the eyes.“You already passed it. It’s on the second floor in the left corner. You will find it there, " the young nurse pointed out.Ameira nodded, despite knowing which floor it was. She’s on the tenth floor, where she intends to meet with the director of the hospital
Episode 25: Investigation. Ameira was silently watching Dainiel, the young woman who jumped off the rooftop and was saved by an air cushion. The patient was peacefully sleeping in bed and a dextrose was injected into her right hand and, according to her beauty standards, she just had a normal face. An average beauty.“Here, eat some more, father.” Her gaze shifted to the young man and an old man who was feeding his father. Since they weren't the only ones in the room, eight of the patients were confined. This is probably because it was a public place and more crowded, unlike the private and VIP rooms. When the patient awoke later, Ameira glanced at her as she moved forward to the patient and heard her moving and soft gaps. She had her usual cold face and both hands in her pocket. "I see you're awake," Ameira said. The patient softly coughed and slowly opened her eyes as she looked at her. “You haven’t left?” she asks in a low tone. Ameira nodded. “How’s your feeling? Do you fee
Ameira didn’t stop her because she wanted her to figure out for herself if that’s what she really wanted by jumping off the tall building. Her phone rang. In an instant, she grabbed her phone from inside her pants pocket. When she saw the unfamiliar number, her forehead knitted and she slid to pick up the call. She waited for the caller to speak, but her eyes grew wide as she quickly stood up and became alerted to her surroundings.Her eyes roamed the area where she was standing in search of the person who was in the other line. "You saved someone this time. I wonder if you could still save someone again." The caller's voice was deep like this person came from hell, and so Ameira already knew this person was using a voice changer to hide his/her identity.“Who are you? What do you want from me?” she asked in a deep tone. [Don’t rush. We will be there soon. The game has just started. So, if you wanna find me. Be part of my game, Snake. Let’s play hide and seek. You are the bet and I