Getting out of the car, Santiago surveyed his surroundings. He lit a cigarette and took a puff of it while Hadrian stood aside and beheld the surrounding area of this place, Waverly Village. Initially, he had wanted to bring Scarlette along, but Santiago did not agree to bring a woman with them. Therefore, they had left her behind. Hadrian was wearing a set of leather clothes. Santiago stood in front, smoking. Stuart was standing behind them in casual attire. The three of them got out of the car and were looking around. "What did the news say?" Santiago asked as he leaned against the car and took a drag of his cigarette. Stuart answered, "It's been said that Zorion took Rossie away from the Jack Town Hotel and never showed up here again." "Even Zorion himself doesn't care, so why should we bother?" Santiago took another puff before he put out the cigarette by dropping it onto the ground and squashing it. Although he said that they shouldn't let this
Deanna got up from the bed and stretched, seemingly a little confused. Had she taken her dinner the previous night? She wondered what time it was at the moment. She stirred from her bed and put on the clothes Jacky had just bought for her. She felt that it looked quite attractive, and even better than the ones she had worn before. Coming down from the stairs, she intended to go out and pick some potatoes. Just when she stepped out of the house, she saw a few men talking to Jacky, who was habitually standing in front of them, his arms akimbo. As soon as she came into their sight, one of those men stopped talking and fixed his eyes on her. Without so much as a word, Jacky whacked him on the head. "Another look and it'll be the end of you." Leaving the crate in fear, Deanna turned around and fled from there swiftly. Being scared silly, she entered the door and patted herself on the chest. That day, the man was going to force her to sleep with him. It wa
Before Jacky could do anything, more than ten people had already blocked Santiago's way. Santiago stopped and turned to look at Jacky. "You think these people can stop me?" "They can't, but I can." Jacky approached Santiago, his eyes gleaming with a ferocious look. He raked his eyes all over Deanna, who was cowering in terror. "You?" Santiago smiled. "What if you can't?" "If I can't, then you're free to take her away, just like her older brother," Jacky answered. Hearing this, Santiago crouched a bit to allow Deanna to get down from his back. "Deanna, come down." Deanna shook her head. "No." "Listen to me. I said I'll take you away from here and I'll deliver my promise. If I can't, then I'll stay with you too," said Santiago. Only then did she come down from Santiago's back and stand aside. "Bring it on. Let's fight." Santiago walked over to the side, waiting for Jacky to come over. Under the streetlamp, the two men beheld each othe
Raeleigh sat outside the ward. Deanna had undergone the examination, and she appeared to be alright. It was just that she had been weeping while holding Zorion's hand since she woke up, as if she had suffered a great grievance and death was beckoning to her. It wasn't until then that Raeleigh found out Zorion was accompanied by a girl named Rossie. She looked pretty and elegant in her dress. She just sat there quietly without saying a word or looking at anyone. Her bright, big eyes were like the stars and the moon, twinkling with a unique charm. While Zorion was keeping Deanna company in the ward, Rossie had been sitting outside. She neither moved, nor did she look around. Raeleigh observed her for a while, discovering that her attire was pretty modest. She had wrapped her neck with a red silk scarf. In the past, Raeleigh hadn't understood why some people would cover their necks completely. But at that time, Raeleigh recalled something. Raeleigh frow
Jepherson was none too pleased to hear that. "You know, Raeleigh hasn't offended you in any way." Zorion glanced at Raeleigh and laughed. "She hasn't offended me alright, but I didn't do anything to her. I just told her not to block my way." "I know very well how you treat Raeleigh. I just want to warn you that there won't come a day when you'll be able to do anything to her." "So what if I do something to her? What can you do to me?" Zorion retorted. Raeleigh went near Jepherson and pulled him. "Forget it. Let's go. Since Deanna is fine, Scarlette can be at ease too. Let's go back first. We have no business here anymore." Raeleigh had a very bad feeling at that time. She felt that Zorion was going to make a clean break with them since Deanna had been found. It was Santiago who had found Deanna, but Zorion hadn't expressed his gratitude at all. Raeleigh thought it was too ungrateful of him to have said those harsh words. Nonetheless, Raeleigh didn't
Raeleigh lay still as Jepherson flipped over and positioned himself on top of her. She looked him in the eyes, motionlessly. In the past, she would have been worried, afraid, or shy, but that time, she wasn't. She looked at Jepherson. Although she hadn t made an attempt to seduce him, she was waiting for him, wholeheartedly. Jepherson rode on her, tensing up with carnal desire. However, the thought that Raeleigh was his sister, whom he had been looking for over the years, had hurt him to the core, as though it had stabbed him right in the heart, and blood was dripping from it, soaking the entire place with red liquid. His breathing steadily calmed down. His guilty conscience had prevailed over his then banished s*xual desire, and what was left in him was an incurable wound. His feelings for her were the salt to his wound, calling forth the fact that he had defiled his own sister. Regarding their first intercourse, it was he who had forced her into it. Had it no
By the time Santiago arrived at the hospital, Raeleigh had already had a miscarriage. The doctor came out and informed him of the news, causing him to kick the doctor to the ground. "Now that the baby is gone, nothing will come to a good end." Santiago looked as if he was out for blood. The doctor got up from the ground, trembling. He lowered his head in horror, as though he were a lowly creature before a tyrant. It was a fact known to all that no one who messed with Santiago Richards was still left unscathed, if not devoured. At any rate, when Raeleigh was sent here, the baby was already gone. Not even by forcing them to die would the baby come alive! Santiago's gaze had been filled with ferocity. It landed on the door of the operating theater while he gradually regained his composure. "Since the baby couldn't be rescued, save the mother. I will remember each of your names. If, in the future, she can't give birth to another child, then you folks will not live t
After making the arrangements, Santiago pushed the door open and entered. Scarlette watched the door close before she slumped in dejection once again. Once Santiago had entered the ward, he walked to Raeleigh's side, sat down, and looked at her. Her face was white as snow. This is how a woman was like when she lost her child through miscarriage. Other than that, she was covered in sweat. Santiago slipped his hand under the quilt and held her hand. It was so cold, just like the hand of a dead person. After a while, he put her hand back. Gradually, the sky darkened. Santiago got up and went to stand by the window for a moment before he came back to sit beside her. After that, he stood up again. After enduring one such restless spell throughout the night, he finally sat still. Soon, it was dawn. Raeleigh also rose at the break of dawn. She opened her eyes slowly and stared into space. Everything felt like a dream, as if they had travelled light-years previous