Gabriel’s POVIt’s been a while since I walked into this bank for anything, even just to withdraw. Technology is a better result of our world today, and everything I’ve done with this bank in the last three years, I’ve done from my phone.Even so, it didn’t matter when I last came here. The moment I stepped into the bank, the security at the door greeted me with the utmost respect, as if I had always been coming to this bank and was some sort of executive.“Mr. Moretti, welcome,” greeted the cashier at the counter with a smile the instant I approached her.“How may we help you today, sir?” she immediately shifted to her professional demeanor.She was wearing a black suit and blue-cut computer glasses, which added to her beauty. Her hair flowed down her shoulders like a spring cascading over rocky walls in the middle of a tropical region.“Hmm…” I began, leaning on the counter and speaking softly.“I was told to report to the nearest branch. My account was frozen.”Hearing that my accou
Natasha’s POVI sat in the power room, my hands resting on the keyboard, my gaze fixed on the large screen before me. The dim lighting cast a glow over the setup, amplifying the tension in the air. This wasn’t just another day at work; this was the day everything changed.A secret folder on my system contained several damning videos of Gabriel. From the moment he met the man he hired to the instant his wife’s life was cruelly taken by that same man, every detail was captured. It was indisputable evidence of his guilt.We had reported the murder case to the police. But nothing came of it. The law firm we consulted? Silent. It felt as though the entire system was protecting him. If no one else would act, then we’d take matters into our own hands. The media would be our weapon.In Mandena, the media houses wielded incredible power. A single story—the right story—could shake the world. And we were about to unleash one that would do exactly that. Gabriel Moretti’s carefully crafted image wo
Rebecca’s POVWhile I was in the car and the convoy drove through my gate outside into my street,We suddenly saw a man ride fast on his bike and double-cross us. However, before this happened at all, I was on my phone. The exposing news about Gabriel just exploded on the internet. And even if the post was just newly posted, under two minutes it already had over two thousand engagements.“Who is that?!” my voice sounded suddenly to the head of security who was perfectly sitting in the front seat in the car I was in.Because of Gabriel's criminal behavior, I have filled the form to the government to allow me to have private securities.And not just any kind of security, but security from the government, who were so trained in their duty to make sure that I was protected.This was why anytime anyone passed through my house, they’d always see the tightened security.“I don’t know ma’am. But we will find out,” the head of security answered me as he stared at me in the mirror.Seeing that
Gabriel’s POVMy hand trembled as I saw that the internet was all about me right now. They talked about how I have hired a criminal to do some operations for me and all of that.My heart raced. “Who was the reporter who posted this news?” I scanned each of the words in the article of the news, but I didn’t see any reporter's name.This was a perfect job to implicate me, and I swear it was working because even the television news seemed to be majoring on my matter right now.Even on the radio news, each channel was screaming my name,“Gabriel Moretti!”“I need to get out of this city,” I muttered briskly to myself as I paced around the house.Instantly, I caught my car keys and dashed out of the house.To everything I own, it was not important. I was back to square one, and even this moment was worse than square one because each person knew who I was.It got worse when another piece of evidence got to the internet.I saw this on the billboard as I was driving very fast away from Manden
Luke’s POVOne thing about me was that I never miscalculated. After the nonsense Rebecca spewed, of which she thought she said something that made sense, I studied her securities and saw that each of them was carried away looking at another angle, careful not to let any unwanted encroachment near the restaurant.And so with this, I knew that if I pulled my trigger at this instance, I could get my aim done and then fight my way out of this restaurant. At least, I was not using my real face; I was wearing a realistic mask, and I could get away pretty easily.“You don’t want to do that. Trust me!” Rebecca said to me with a firm and confident voice.Was she insane?When a gun was pointed even at the bravest person on earth, such a person should blink a type of fear because their life was in the hands of the person pointing the gun at them.But for Rebecca?How was she able to stay confident in the face of death?“I will fucking blow your head off,” I said, pushing the gun closer to her hea
Gabriel’s POVI saw the signboard “Goodbye Mandena” up above. And I just smirked like a victorious soldier who had conquered wars and was returning home.Seeing the above signboard, I knew that I had already escaped being arrested in Mandena.Mandena was a city in the large country of Manderin. But after Mandena was another country because Mandena was at the end of Manderin and we were bordered by the country of Philadelphia.Philadelphia was a country whereby people running from the government in Mandena could escape because of their lawlessness and, at the same time, rigid constitution to external pressure.They believed any government interference from an outside country was already encroaching on their national security, and as for this, they always failed to cooperate unless, of course, the external country wanted war.This was why Manderin and Philadelphia did not always see eye to eye, even as we were neighboring countries to one another.Seeing Philadelphia just a little mile
Gabriel’s POVIt was as if the Judge already had a private meeting with the police or with Rebecca herself. He didn’t even allow my attorney to say much before he canceled everything he said and was to say.“Gabriel Moretti, you are sentenced to life imprisonment with hard labor!” he declared, and immediately, the police grabbed me and tossed me into the prison van.The prison was a long journey away from Mandena. I didn’t know where we were, but I knew we passed through the desert somewhat, passed through many deserted roads and many valleys and hills.The prison was so far away that any prisoner who tried to escape, either by luck or by strategy, would not be able to make it alive back into the city. It was from this instance, I knew I was dead.Arriving at the prison, “Move it, everybody!” the jailer who sat in the van with us shouted at the top of his voice.He held a bludgeon stick in his hand. It was made of metal such that when he hit it on any erring prisoner, such a prisoner
Gabriel’s POVThe prisoner fell to the floor, helplessly nursing his wounds. Yet, no one cared.I saw their eyes widen. All they cared about was staring at me—getting a closer look at me.To this effect, the muscular one began to unbutton his jumpsuit while licking his lips and chuckling wickedly.The rest behind him were the same. “Come!” each of them murmured, their voices low like mocking whispers.“Let the president taste you first, then you can go around for the rest of us.”Just then, I saw the muscular one pull out his penis. It was already hard, veins protruding from the top.My heart pounded. It felt like the floor should open up and swallow me whole. My breathing quickened as I took backward steps until my back hit the metal door of the cell.“You can’t run, pussy. Get over here. It’s been a while since we’ve had anyone to fuck,” the muscular one said. Then, suddenly, he grabbed me and shoved me against the wall.“Yes!” The other prisoners in the cell began cheering him on l
Gabriel’s POVThe prisoner fell to the floor, helplessly nursing his wounds. Yet, no one cared.I saw their eyes widen. All they cared about was staring at me—getting a closer look at me.To this effect, the muscular one began to unbutton his jumpsuit while licking his lips and chuckling wickedly.The rest behind him were the same. “Come!” each of them murmured, their voices low like mocking whispers.“Let the president taste you first, then you can go around for the rest of us.”Just then, I saw the muscular one pull out his penis. It was already hard, veins protruding from the top.My heart pounded. It felt like the floor should open up and swallow me whole. My breathing quickened as I took backward steps until my back hit the metal door of the cell.“You can’t run, pussy. Get over here. It’s been a while since we’ve had anyone to fuck,” the muscular one said. Then, suddenly, he grabbed me and shoved me against the wall.“Yes!” The other prisoners in the cell began cheering him on l
Gabriel’s POVIt was as if the Judge already had a private meeting with the police or with Rebecca herself. He didn’t even allow my attorney to say much before he canceled everything he said and was to say.“Gabriel Moretti, you are sentenced to life imprisonment with hard labor!” he declared, and immediately, the police grabbed me and tossed me into the prison van.The prison was a long journey away from Mandena. I didn’t know where we were, but I knew we passed through the desert somewhat, passed through many deserted roads and many valleys and hills.The prison was so far away that any prisoner who tried to escape, either by luck or by strategy, would not be able to make it alive back into the city. It was from this instance, I knew I was dead.Arriving at the prison, “Move it, everybody!” the jailer who sat in the van with us shouted at the top of his voice.He held a bludgeon stick in his hand. It was made of metal such that when he hit it on any erring prisoner, such a prisoner
Gabriel’s POVI saw the signboard “Goodbye Mandena” up above. And I just smirked like a victorious soldier who had conquered wars and was returning home.Seeing the above signboard, I knew that I had already escaped being arrested in Mandena.Mandena was a city in the large country of Manderin. But after Mandena was another country because Mandena was at the end of Manderin and we were bordered by the country of Philadelphia.Philadelphia was a country whereby people running from the government in Mandena could escape because of their lawlessness and, at the same time, rigid constitution to external pressure.They believed any government interference from an outside country was already encroaching on their national security, and as for this, they always failed to cooperate unless, of course, the external country wanted war.This was why Manderin and Philadelphia did not always see eye to eye, even as we were neighboring countries to one another.Seeing Philadelphia just a little mile
Luke’s POVOne thing about me was that I never miscalculated. After the nonsense Rebecca spewed, of which she thought she said something that made sense, I studied her securities and saw that each of them was carried away looking at another angle, careful not to let any unwanted encroachment near the restaurant.And so with this, I knew that if I pulled my trigger at this instance, I could get my aim done and then fight my way out of this restaurant. At least, I was not using my real face; I was wearing a realistic mask, and I could get away pretty easily.“You don’t want to do that. Trust me!” Rebecca said to me with a firm and confident voice.Was she insane?When a gun was pointed even at the bravest person on earth, such a person should blink a type of fear because their life was in the hands of the person pointing the gun at them.But for Rebecca?How was she able to stay confident in the face of death?“I will fucking blow your head off,” I said, pushing the gun closer to her hea
Gabriel’s POVMy hand trembled as I saw that the internet was all about me right now. They talked about how I have hired a criminal to do some operations for me and all of that.My heart raced. “Who was the reporter who posted this news?” I scanned each of the words in the article of the news, but I didn’t see any reporter's name.This was a perfect job to implicate me, and I swear it was working because even the television news seemed to be majoring on my matter right now.Even on the radio news, each channel was screaming my name,“Gabriel Moretti!”“I need to get out of this city,” I muttered briskly to myself as I paced around the house.Instantly, I caught my car keys and dashed out of the house.To everything I own, it was not important. I was back to square one, and even this moment was worse than square one because each person knew who I was.It got worse when another piece of evidence got to the internet.I saw this on the billboard as I was driving very fast away from Manden
Rebecca’s POVWhile I was in the car and the convoy drove through my gate outside into my street,We suddenly saw a man ride fast on his bike and double-cross us. However, before this happened at all, I was on my phone. The exposing news about Gabriel just exploded on the internet. And even if the post was just newly posted, under two minutes it already had over two thousand engagements.“Who is that?!” my voice sounded suddenly to the head of security who was perfectly sitting in the front seat in the car I was in.Because of Gabriel's criminal behavior, I have filled the form to the government to allow me to have private securities.And not just any kind of security, but security from the government, who were so trained in their duty to make sure that I was protected.This was why anytime anyone passed through my house, they’d always see the tightened security.“I don’t know ma’am. But we will find out,” the head of security answered me as he stared at me in the mirror.Seeing that
Natasha’s POVI sat in the power room, my hands resting on the keyboard, my gaze fixed on the large screen before me. The dim lighting cast a glow over the setup, amplifying the tension in the air. This wasn’t just another day at work; this was the day everything changed.A secret folder on my system contained several damning videos of Gabriel. From the moment he met the man he hired to the instant his wife’s life was cruelly taken by that same man, every detail was captured. It was indisputable evidence of his guilt.We had reported the murder case to the police. But nothing came of it. The law firm we consulted? Silent. It felt as though the entire system was protecting him. If no one else would act, then we’d take matters into our own hands. The media would be our weapon.In Mandena, the media houses wielded incredible power. A single story—the right story—could shake the world. And we were about to unleash one that would do exactly that. Gabriel Moretti’s carefully crafted image wo
Gabriel’s POVIt’s been a while since I walked into this bank for anything, even just to withdraw. Technology is a better result of our world today, and everything I’ve done with this bank in the last three years, I’ve done from my phone.Even so, it didn’t matter when I last came here. The moment I stepped into the bank, the security at the door greeted me with the utmost respect, as if I had always been coming to this bank and was some sort of executive.“Mr. Moretti, welcome,” greeted the cashier at the counter with a smile the instant I approached her.“How may we help you today, sir?” she immediately shifted to her professional demeanor.She was wearing a black suit and blue-cut computer glasses, which added to her beauty. Her hair flowed down her shoulders like a spring cascading over rocky walls in the middle of a tropical region.“Hmm…” I began, leaning on the counter and speaking softly.“I was told to report to the nearest branch. My account was frozen.”Hearing that my accou
Luke’s POVThe only place a realistic silicone mask could be gotten in Mandena was not on this street. But not to worry, I knew exactly where I could get it.Judging by what it was by the time now, they’d already closed. And then, I resolved to go the next morning.I sat on the bed edge and took off my shoes, preparing to sleep when I heard a knock on the door.Immediately, I smiled.I didn’t need anyone to tell me who was at the door. I knew exactly who was knocking. Were they not the service providers I ordered for the night?Scoff!I walked to the door and opened it. By this time, they both walked into my room in a dress that signaled they were ready for the night because they were not wearing anything other than panties and bras.Was this not the best of my life? LolLater in the morning, after we fucked all through the night like I had used some pill to make them know how manly I was in bed, and after they both left, I placed a call to Gabriel.“Hey!” I sounded on the call. But h