Camellia was dumbfounded. He didn't even utter a sound when he got shot, but now he wants to blow because he's in a little pain? And the way he said it... she was stunned. Wasn't this what a three-year-old would say? Moreover... his appearance made it seem like he would cry if she would not blow on it for him.Camellia was truly dumbfounded.Herman looked at her with big and pitiful purple eyes.Camellia swallowed and, unusually gentle, blew lightly, saying, "It doesn't hurt anymore. I'll blow on it for you, okay?"Look, she had become an idiot too."Comfortable. Honey, you smell so good." Herman innocently nuzzled his head against Camellia's chest. "My dear wife, you are so soft, so fragrant. I love it very much."You little pervert! Camellia clenched her teeth. He took advantage of her! But the problem was, he had such an innocent expression on his face. It made Camellia truly speechless."Darling, why are you calling me your wife?" Camellia was curious. They were just a little flir
Longing became her greatest joy when she fell into silence. Jessica loved sitting on the windowsill, feeling the sea breeze and basking in the sunlight, recalling every little detail of their past. Jessica believed that even if she lost her life this time, her life would still be worthwhile.She had wholeheartedly loved and had been loved by Marcus. She had even left him with a son. If they couldn't live out their lives together, her life would still be complete. There was nothing to be dissatisfied about.Memories carried a trace of sweetness. Jessica felt that humans were strange. When they were together, her mind and heart would always bring up his flaws. He was picky, mean, stingy, sarcastic, twisted... That was how she perceived Mr. Marcus, so she was always opposing him without any mercy. Only when Mr. Marcus was in great pain would she feel sympathy and tenderness towards him in her heart and mind.But now, her state of mind had changed. Perhaps this was the last time she yearn
Italy, Mafia headquarters.At Marcus's command, three missiles struck the Mafia headquarters. A deafening boom echoed, and a huge mushroom cloud rose into the night sky.Victor watched the video, ordering his men to start locating and searching.Mr. Marcus was completely impatient."Saxon, don't think I won't bomb your hideout."For days on end, there was no news. Mr. Marcus had completely lost his patience; he was tired of playing cat and mouse with Saxon and directly bombed the Mafia headquarters in Italy, ending it once and for all.Aaron said, "Marcus, you're insane."Indeed, he was insane. Since Saxon took his family away, scenes of horrific violence flashed through his mind, and he felt like he was going crazy.Knowing that bombing the Mafia headquarters would provoke enmity between the Ghost Gang and the Mafia, and could incite turmoil in the Australian underworld, he might even lose the Ghost Gang's most important base. He thought and thought, after all, the Ghost Gang belonge
Laura hung up the phone, glanced at him, and said, "Change your clothes.""What's wrong?" he asked.Laura's expression turned cold, seemingly indifferent to Henry's concern. She didn't respond to him, instead reaching for a handheld computer from the bottom drawer.Henry's eyes widened.Laura lied about not having a computer, yet she handled it so skillfully, as if she had been using it all along. Her earlier words were just nonsense."Where did Herman go?" she muttered to herself, then closed the computer with a snap and threw it back into the drawer. Turning to Henry, she said flatly, "Change your clothes."Henry glared at her, obediently changing his clothes.Laura and Henry were still somewhat childish, lacking mature notions of modesty. Moreover, she had already seen his naked body. Henry simply changed in the room.Time was tight, and Laura didn't seem to mind. She quickly changed into a red dress she often wore, using a whip as a belt. It was the first time Henry had seen her s
Late at night, the island was eerily quiet, with only the relentless sound of waves crashing.Jessica felt her heart pounding as she sensed something unusual about the atmosphere tonight. The island was unnervingly silent, tense, and dangerous, with a faint hint of blood in the air.Jessica, feeling uneasy, couldn't help but descend the stairs. The villa was deserted, yet she felt someone watching over her tonight. Despite being free to roam around, there was an unusual restriction on her movements compared to other nights.Behind her, a man and a woman watched her closely.Walking along the beach, feeling the sea breeze against her skin was much better than being trapped inside the villa. The room felt oppressive, like a heavy weight on her chest, leaving her nowhere to escape, suffocating her.Occasionally glancing back, Jessica noticed the man and woman watching her seemed to be uneasy as well. Perhaps those accustomed to violence were more sensitive to the dangers lurking in the a
Herman shivered, and Camellia was at a loss. Why did she feel like their roles were somewhat reversed now? She looked like some kind of street thug robbing a damsel, it felt quite cool, quite evil, quite satisfying.His shiver just made the situation even more comical. Camellia finally understood why street thugs looked so arrogant when robbing someone, it felt... exhilarating.Especially when a beauty showed a timid look, it felt like her own image suddenly grew taller.Camellia felt fulfilled.After he shivered, Herman timidly spoke, "Honey, you never said you loved me, so I am not doubting you."Camellia, "...Seriously?"If she hadn't been sure he was naive, she would have thought he was playing dumb to deceive her."Honey, you need to be gentler," Herman said softly, "Girls gotta be gentle, that's how they win folks over."Camellia narrowed her eyes dangerously, grabbing Herman's collar, her tone menacing, "Spill it, who's been gentle with you? Who do you love now?"Herman shook h
Laura had received news and come out. This island was originally a gift from Herman to Laura. She was the owner, and all matters on the island were subject to her authority, but her control had been taken by her master.Laura was focused on her training and didn't care about this matter. Now that her master was gone, Laura immediately took charge, assimilating most of the power. She wouldn't stand idly by and be beaten anymore.This was the last time."Herman," Laura waved, signaling for Herman, Camellia, and Rose to come down.Herman, holding onto Camellia, was puzzled, "Who are you? I don't know you."Laura, originally a very sharp child, instantly turned cold. Stepping back, she flicked her wrist, and a silver gun appeared. With a wave of her hand, several young boys behind her also moved, aiming dozens of guns at them.Camellia and Rose exchanged another glance, silently impressed. This girl had such presence, such charisma. Despite her small stature, she exuded an aura of authori
Jessica woke up groggily. The night still lingering, with the full moon hanging high in the sky, its bright white light spilling over the curtains and the carpet. The room was chilly, and Jessica felt a sense of confusion, unsure of what night it was."It must be a dream!"She convinced herself. She hadn't been outside, hadn't seen the magnetic waves on the rooftop, hadn't seen helicopters, and certainly hadn't seen planes crashing into the sea. It was all just a scary dream."Jessica, don't be afraid, it's nothing."She began to deceive herself, her heart feeling heavy, her nails still gritty with sand. But cruel reality reminded her that it wasn't a dream. Helicopters had indeed been shot down into the sea. She could almost hear people cheering for victory, hear them saying that Marcus was finally dead."Marcus..." No, it couldn't be true. How could he die when she hadn't? How dare he leave before her?If he did leave before her, she wouldn't spare him even as a ghost. Jessica felt