I follow the direction of the sound and look for prey along the way. I deliberately slowed down as I approached the sound. I started to learn to look around like Daley.A fog gathered, blocking my view, and the starlight suddenly dimmed. My eyes could only see the dim shadows of the trees. Daley crept up on me. He leaned into my ear and whispered."Listen with your ears," he said.I close my eyes and listen carefully. The noise was near, but I couldn't tell which way it was going. Daley tapped me on the shoulder and then looked right in front of me.In the dark grass came the cry of an animal, followed by a barking dog. Then came the sound of a brief animal scuffle. My eyes were fixed on the sounds, and this time I was sure they were there.Daley handed me his shotgun, which I carefully moved in the direction of the sound. Then a sudden night breeze blew over my ear. The cold wind cut into my neck and made me feel a chill.The wind dispersed the mist among the trees, and the stars wer
The moment he spoke, my heart broke. He saw right through my deepest secrets. His intelligence terrifies me, and his eyes burn in the dark like the fires of Hell. He wants to burn me, and then slowly devour my body and soul."Get away from me." I turned my back on him, and with every deep breath I took, the cold, damp fog went straight from my nose to my throat and into my heart. It was complete coldness, a torment of fire and ice."Eva, it's time to face your heart," he said, his voice trailing behind me like a strong rope around my body. I wanted to run away, but my feet could only freeze in place.No, I could have turned around and left. I could have resisted him in silence, but I couldn't. For so long, no one knew what I had lost, not even Frade could understand me.Why him?"Eva," he says softly as he walks over to me. I can feel the weight of his hands on my shoulders."So that's why you have the death list, isn't it? They didn't just hurt you, but they hurt your baby" His tone
Soon Daley killed his enemies on the island. I can't remember their names. But many people said the same thing to him before they died. "Puddin' island will never be left to outsiders.""I am already a king," he said as he killed his last enemy.Until one day, when he was out with me, I found that everyone we met was respectful to him. Then I understood what he meant.He got pudding and everyone was afraid of him.It made me wonder how he would react if I asked him again to let me go? Is he still gonna say yes?If he says no, will he kill me?I was very careful around him. Sometimes, in the middle of the night, he would sneak into my room. Every time I would pretend to be asleep. I thought he would do something terrible to me. But he just ran his gentle fingers across my cheek and left with a sigh.Every morning, there is still a fresh white rose with dew on my bed. We didn't have s.ex again. Did we all stay sane without o.pium?I don't know when there seems to be a wall between me an
"Are you serious?" I couldn't believe it. "Can I really go home?""Yes," he said in a tone that excited and discredited me.I remember I begged him to let me go home before, but he turned me down cruelly. I remember failing to escape from him. I thought black clouds were holding me back, but suddenly the obstacle disappeared. The hope of going home lay before me.I got cold feet."What made you change your mind?" I looked into his eyes, which were golden and misty, and I couldn't see into his heart.“We'll leave when the weather is good. It's said that the next two days will be sunny, although that might not be accurate.” He paused. “But we have to try, don't we?”"We?" I said doubtfully. "I thought you'd never leave the island."He used to make me think he was connected to everything on the island. He killed the Karrh brothers and became the winner of the game. He became the most powerful man on the island. Is he really gonna give up everything he's worked so hard for?"Haven't you a
The waiter with the fruit plate went to room 406, which was at the end of the corridor. The waiter didn't notice me following him because there was a thick red carpet on the floor. I hid behind a huge vase in the hallway and watched as he took the room card out of his pocket and opened the room. The waiter went in and came out after a while. So I stopped the waiter before he saw me."Excuse me, can you do me a favor?" I pretended to look for something. "My diamond earring is missing. Can you help me look for it? I think it might be here.""My pleasure." The waiter, wearing a red and black vest, immediately bent down to help me look for my earrings.I took the opportunity to walk over to him. As he bent down to look for it, the white corner of the room card showed up in his coat pocket."Are you sure this is where you left your earrings?" The waiter asked, his eyes wide as he examined every inch of the carpet."I'm sorry, Ma'am, but I don't see your earring, unless it's tiny."“That's
"Please keep your promise and let those poor girls go home."I knew I was going to die, so I subconsciously said what I cared about most. Even though I couldn't finish my revenge, I had promised the girls that I would let them go home. I hope Daley keeps his word after he kills me."Do it." Before I closed my eyes, I saw his calm face. There was no emotion in his eyes.Then I heard the sound of a pistol hitting, and something fell heavily on the carpet. So I opened my eyes and saw Daley wrestling with Robert."You're going to pay for this," Robert roared, his gun snatched by Daley and tossed aside. He reached for the low table with one hand in search of a weapon. A bottle of orange tequila spilled on the table. I grabbed his fat hand in case he attacked Daley with a bottle."I'm not going to kill you, man," said Daley. His body pressed against Robert's as he clamped his legs around Robert's body. And then he hit Robert over the head with the butt of his gun.Now Robert was silent, his
I hate waking up in a strange place every time I'm knocked out. I hate being in a coma when my mind goes blank. This time I didn't dream. I thought I was in a coma for a short time. But when I opened my eyes and saw the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, I felt very happy.I'm back. I'm pretty sure this is America. I can smell the familiar smell in the air. It's the smell of home.The room looks like a presidential suite of a hotel, with three full-length windows. I can see most of the city at a glance from any window. I looked out the window at the towering buildings, cars shuttling back and forth on the road. The people walking downstairs are as small as ants. The sunlight tinted the glass windows. I put my hand on the glass window and felt the warmth of the sun. It lifted the gloom that had enveloped me on Puddin' island.I'm back. I'm back in Manhattan.But I seem to be a prisoner again. I found myself alone in a huge room. There's only one person who can keep me here,
I felt dizzy when I heard him finish his words. My feet slid back, but Daley stepped forward and put his hand on my waist. He spoke softly."You're shocked, aren't you?"I looked into his calm, golden eyes, which were nothing like Frade's green eyes. I still can't believe they are brothers. Then it dawned on me. In the backyard of the White House on Pudding Island, while I was in a coma, I saw a face that looked like Frade's. Maybe it wasn't an illusion, and I just thought Daley was Frade."You already know everything, don't you?" I pushed him away in disgust. I remember telling him Frade's name. It was from that moment that he became aware of my relationship with Frade, so he approached me to get back at Frade?“I never thought about going back to America in my life. I believe it was fate.” He rubs my hair. “I wonder if Frade would go crazy if he knew I was sleeping with the woman he likes.”His sneer made my scalp tingle, and this man frightened me. I know nothing about him. He is a