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The officer raised an eyebrow as he said, “Let me get this straight, she’s actually missing?” His eyes darted back and forth from the picture of Sunny to her best friend Judy.“Yes,” Judy said, her fingers intertwined together as she played with them. With her nerves taking control, she anxiously gnawed on her bottom lip, letting out a sigh and desperately wishing for a feasible solution.“We can’t call this a missing person’s case,” the officer said, watching as the nervous look on Judy’s face turned to a frown“Why not?” With a tilt of her head, Judy recalled the warnings she received from multiple people to hurry to the station before the missing case escalated to a murder case. However, he now insists that it cannot be classified as a missing person’s case.The officer pushed the picture back to Judy and explained, “Because she’s an adult, she has the freedom to stay away for as long as she desires.” She stared at him like he was speaking gibberish “You’re not grasping the gravit
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“You won’t get anything from me!” Avac's singing voice seemed to be annoying Rico more than anything in the world right now, and the only thing he could wonder was why the hell Santo kept him in charge of looking after him.“Still singing, huh?” Rosa asked as she walked into the room, santo followed from behindHe turned to her “don’t even get me started,” Rico said before turning to avac again “he’s been at it for an hour and a half, why don’t we just kill him and get it over with” “Because if we do, we’ll never get anything vital for him,” Rosa answered, looking at the singing man as well“You really think he’s going to give us anything, we could kill him and look for answers ourselves,” Rico suggested again “I kinda like that idea, let’s do that,” Rosa said, turning to santo who simply shook his head and walked away from them and towards avac Santo sat on the chair provided for him by one of the guards in the room, his eyes came in contact with a smug looking avac.“The great, s
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The house felt oddly quiet. Sunny couldn’t exactly pinpoint why. She walked down the hall, her eyes flicking every corner she could find. Rico was now where to be found. Neither was Santo.“Where are you gallivanting to?Rosa’s voice caught the attention with a sunny allure. Sunny turned to find Rosa coming out from Santos’ office “Where’s santo?” Sunny asked, walking closer to Rosa “Well, he went to see daddy dearest and Rico insisted he had to go too,” Rosa said, folding her arm across her chest.“Oh..” sunny said, bowing her head to stare at her toes “Looking for lover boy, are we?” Rosa teased softly, nudging sunny “What, no, what gave you that idea?” Sunny exclaimed, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ears “I don’t know, how about your little training section with him,” Rosa said just as they approached her room“What?” Sunny said, stepping into Rosa’s room“I was watching him teach you how to shoot. There was some chemistry I didn’t miss,” Rosa said, tying her hair up i
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Judy stared at the home address on the piece of paper in her hand. She couldn’t resist the urge to knock with her itchy hands, but at the same time, her nerves were wrecked. Could he really help her?. With one deep breath, she knocked, her feet tapping nervously as the door remained closed longer than she was comfortable with.The door finally opened but to her surprise and little child answered instead, if judy wasn’t so emotionally stressed she would have found the little girl incredibly cute, but she wore a frown that struggled to turn into a smile on her face “Can I help you?” The little girl asked softly “Hi, is there a grown up I can speak to?Judy observed with amusement as the little girl crossed her arms, appearing offended.“And who do you think you’re talking to, lady?, a child?Judy was surprised by the girl’s strong and sassy comeback.Judy chuckled nervously, scratching the back of her head. She opened her mouth to respond, but someone beat her to it.“What did I say abo
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Santo knew better than to walk into his father’s house unarmed and without assistance, and that’s why he had a total of twelve of his finest men with him along with Rico, the last time he was alone, it left them both with a scar. They all walked through the front door. None of his father’s men dared to stop. Him, they knew him well enough “Santo...” the familiar cheerful voice made santo halt from his walk to his father’s office, santo turned to the direction of the voice, a frown fell on his face “Elena?” Rico beat Santo to it. “What are you doing here?” “Keeping your father in place” the elderly woman spoke dusting off invisible lint from Rico’s suit “you boys are always so formal” she chuckled “now, not here for trouble are we?” she asked her eyes directed to santo “As long as Enzo doesn’t find any” Santo replied before walking past her, Rico followed behind, they both got to Enzo’s office the door shut in front of them, santo took a deep breath, his hands clenching and unclenc
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“What’s going on?” Santo asked, frozen in place as he stared at sunny, at the beautiful dress she wore, at her perfect face nicely coated with makeup and her hair styled back perfectly. She looked beautiful “I was all Rosa’s idea,” sunny said. Santo looked behind him only to see Rosa closing the door and sly smile on her face “Enjoy..” Rosa whispered before shutting the door Sunny bit her lips and watched as santo shook his head before looking back at her. Her fingers danced around with each other. “You scared the hell out of me,” Santo said, taking slow steps towards her. Sunny stepped back on instinct, halting santo from moving closer than well. He tilted his head at her, his eyes narrowed as well. “Are you scared of me?” He asked, she Shaked her head but the look on her face said otherwise. “sunny..?” He called “Yes.. of course I’m scared of you, you haven’t given me a reason not to be,” she said, her eyes glancing to her feet “Sunn...” he tried to speak, but she cut him off
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Santo froze, his jaw hanging low as he stared at sunny. The shock of her own actions was evident in her eyes, but she shook it away and smiled softly instead, their faces seconds apart.“I’m sorry you had to face that all by yourself” sunny whispered his fingers softly stroking his face “but you’re not alone anymore” she said watching as Santos eyes flickered from her eyes to her lips, tempted to kiss her again “you’ve got Rosa, Rico..” she paused for a while, almost like she was debated if what she was about to say was the right thing “and you’ve got me” she decided it was.The air was thick with anticipation as they gazed into each other’s eyes, feeling the electricity crackling between them. Without a word, santo reached out and gently cupped sunny’s face in his hands, his touch sending shivers down her spine.With a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, Sunny leaned into santo, their lips meeting in a tender, tentative kiss. But as the moments passed, their desire ignited like a wildfi
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Sunny was starting to regret suggesting she wanted to come, her fingers haven’t stopped toying with each other since they came off the chopper, her nerves were all over the place and the number of men santo Brought along weren’t helping either, the minute the car stopped in front of a heavily guarded house, sunny felt the need to get back into the chopper and fly back to the island, but instead she took a deep breath and got off the car putting on a brave faceSanto and Rico were the first ones in front while Rosa walked behind with her “You look scared as hell,” Rosa said, Sunny looked at her “Is It that obvious?” She asked “Yeah, I can practically smell if off you,” Rosa said chuckling “It’s not funny,” sunny said, nudging her in the side as they both walked through the front door Sunny tried not to show her surprise and fear as she stared at the beautiful house that was filled with so many men carrying ammunitions. She shifted closer to Rosa.Santo and Rico were speaking to so
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The sun had just begun its descent, casting a warm, golden hue over the sprawling estate. The gardens were in full bloom, a vibrant tapestry of colors and life that seemed to stand in stark contrast to the turmoil that had unfolded just days before. But now, there was a calmness in the air, a sense of finality that had settled over everything. It was as if the earth itself was sighing in relief, ready to move on from the chaos that had threatened to tear everything apart.Sunny stood on the balcony of the master bedroom, her hands resting on the cool marble railing as she gazed out at the horizon. The events of the past week played through her mind like a fragmented dream, each memory sharp and vivid, yet tinged with an almost surreal quality. The ballroom, the gunfire, the confrontation between Rosa and her mother—it all seemed like something out of a nightmare, a world she never imagined she would be a part of. But here she was, standing on the other side of it, alive and whole. Th
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dawn was just beginning to break over the horizon, painting the sky in soft hues of pink and gold. The forest, once a place of darkness and danger, was now bathed in the gentle light of a new day. But for Rosa, there was no solace in the beauty around her. She stood at the edge of the clearing, her back to the forest, her gaze fixed on the distant mountains as if searching for something—anything—that could guide her next steps.Santo approached her cautiously, his footsteps almost silent on the dew-covered grass. He had given her space after what had happened, after she had held her mother’s lifeless body in her arms. He had watched her grieve, knowing there were no words that could comfort her, no actions that could undo what had been done. But now, as the first rays of sunlight touched the earth, he knew he couldn’t let her slip away—not without a fight.“Rosa,” he called softly, his voice tender yet firm.She didn’t turn to face him, but he could see the way her shoulders tensed, t
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Rosa's breath came in ragged gasps as she tore through the underbrush, her feet pounding against the uneven ground. The moon hung low in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the dark woods that surrounded her. She could barely make out Silvio’s figure ahead, a shadow slipping through the trees like a ghost, always just out of reach.“Stop!” Rosa shouted, but her voice was swallowed by the night. She knew her mother had heard her—Silvio always heard everything—but she didn’t slow down. Rosa pushed harder, branches clawing at her face and arms as she ran, but the pain barely registered. All she could think about was catching up, forcing a confrontation that had been years in the making. The trees thinned out as they reached a clearing, bathed in pale moonlight. Silvio stopped, her back to Rosa, her figure still as a statue. Rosa skidded to a halt, her breath heaving as she aimed her gun at her mother, trying to steady her trembling hands.“Turn around!” Rosa’s voice cracked with a mix
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The atmosphere in the grand ballroom shifted in an instant. One moment, the air was filled with the soft hum of conversation and the gentle strains of music, and the next, it was thick with tension so palpable that it seemed to pulse like a living thing.Sunny felt it before she saw it—an almost imperceptible change in the energy of the room. Her eyes darted around, searching for Santo, but he had already disappeared into the hallway after the mysterious man. Her heart pounded in her chest, a growing sense of dread tightening its grip around her.She glanced at Rico, who had subtly positioned himself closer to his father, his easy smile gone, replaced by a look of cold determination. Rosa, too, had become a quiet sentinel, her eyes scanning the crowd, her posture rigid with anticipation. They both seemed to sense the danger lurking beneath the surface, as if the entire room was holding its breath, waiting for the inevitable.And then, all hell broke loose.It started with the sharp cr
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The grand ballroom of the De Rosario estate was a sight to behold. Crystal chandeliers cast a warm, golden glow over the marble floors, reflecting off the polished surfaces of gold-trimmed columns. Ornate tapestries lined the walls, depicting scenes of power and prestige, a nod to the family's long and storied history. The room was filled with the elite—men in sharp suits and women draped in luxurious gowns, their laughter and chatter mingling with the soft strains of classical music played by a live orchestra.Santo stood near the entrance, his eyes scanning the crowd with the practiced vigilance of a man who had seen too much in his life to ever truly relax. He was dressed in his finest, a midnight black suit that fit him like a glove, but his expression was anything but at ease. There was a tension in his jaw, a sharpness in his gaze that hinted at the unease brewing beneath the surface. Silvio. The name had been on his mind all night, a dark cloud over an otherwise glittering even
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“30th annual ball” Rico said, dropping an envelope on the table, drawing everyone’s eyes to it. His eyes flickered from Santo to Aldo and then to me.“From who?” Santo asked, picking up the envelope. He peeled it open and read the contents “From father..” Rico said making Santo halt, Santos looked at him, “yes, surprised me too” Rico said taking a sit opposite his brother, Rico took a little glance at Aldo, one that didn’t miss Sunny’s eyes, it only made her narrow her eyes at Rico, she could only wonder what’s going on with those two.“Are we gonna go?” Rico asked.. “dad rarely ever..” Rico halted, his eyes focused on somewhere else rather than Santo, who he was speaking toSunny’s eyes followed his Rosa stood by the corner, her eyes glancing at everyone. Ever since the whole incident with her mum, Rosa decided to conceal herself in her room. She let the guilt she felt eat her up silently.“Rosa..” sunny called, a brief smile appearing on her face as she heard sunny call her name.
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The night sky was a blanket of deep indigo, punctuated by the dim twinkle of distant stars. The ocean, stretching endlessly before Sunny, mirrored the heavens above, with the occasional ripple of waves shimmering under the moonlight. The air was cool, carrying the faint scent of salt and the distant sound of waves crashing softly against the shore.Sunny stood on the edge of a rocky cliff, staring out at the dark expanse of the sea. Her heart was heavy, a throbbing pain that resonated with every beat. The ocean, so vast and seemingly endless, felt like a perfect reflection of the turmoil inside her. She had left Judy, her best friend, in a way that felt so cruel, so final. The memory of Judy’s shocked heartbroken face haunted her, the hurt in her eyes as she walked away still burning in her mind.She had told herself it was for Judy’s safety, for the safety of the Santos family, Rico, Rosa and everyone in the mansion and perhaps, in a way, for her own as well. But that reasoning felt
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Judy sat on the edge of the bed, her trembling hands clutching an old photograph. It was one of her and Sunny, taken years ago when their smiles were genuine and their bond unbreakable—or so she had thought. Now, tears streamed down her face, blurring the image of their once-happy faces. Her chest felt tight, each breath a struggle as the weight of Sunny’s rejection pressed down on her. She couldn’t believe it. After everything she’d gone through to find her, to reunite with the person she once considered her closest friend, it all ended in this. A cold dismissal. A door slammed shut.Judy’s heart throbbed with anger and hurt. “Why did I even bother?” she whispered to herself, her voice raw and thick with emotion. She threw the photograph aside, watching it flutter to the floor like a fallen leaf. She buried her face in her hands, the sobs wracking her body as she struggled to contain the storm of emotions brewing inside her. How could Sunny do this to her? After everything? What was
