"You mean that h.ooker?" Daley raised an eyebrow.I'm not happy that Daley used such a vulgar word to describe Mia. Soon he thrust himself into my v.agina. It was as if I had been lifted up on horseback, and Daley took the opportunity to pull me down close to him.As I leaned over his naked upper body, he rolled over and pinned me under him. Now our positions are reversed. He was propped up on his elbows, his eyes fixed on me."What do you want to know?" He asked, the overhead light shining on him."Why did you and Frade fall out? What do you know about Mia?""Why do you care about Mia?" He asked."Because she is my sister," I answered truthfully.His eyes glazed over. I had to tell him, in the shortest possible words, how I found out that Mia was my sister. He listened and thought, then he said in a mocking tone."Fate has a way of playing tricks on people.""If you want us to have a chance to get married, I want you to be honest with me." I wanted to get up, but his body was like a
Daley and I went outside the hotel and I found three black cars parked in front of us. We got into one of the Mercedes and Daley gave the driver an address before the car slowly pulled out of the hotel."Where are we going?" The car pulled out of the city, and through the gray windows I could see the dark road. The car was moving smoothly and Daley was looking straight ahead."You'll be there soon," he said.About 20 minutes later, the car was outside a seemingly abandoned factory. I remember this place. Frade brought me here before. Jorah died here. But unlike before, this time there was a special guard outside the factory. A monitor is installed outside the iron door. I think Daley arranged all this, but why did he bring me here?The guards, after identifying Daley, let the car into the factory. The driver pulled into a grassy area of the factory, and Daley and I got out. I saw the lights on in the abandoned factory, and from a distance I could see people moving around inside. The p
I pull up a chair and sit down in front of Gina, who stares at the electric baton in my hand with terrified eyes. Her forehead was covered with sweat and her red lips were blurry from the tape. By this time, Gina had lost her arrogance. She was like a cat shivering in a cage. Fear of the unknown awaits her.I will never forget the moment when my sister stabbed me with a dagger. Maybe I should have replaced the electric baton with a dagger."Go ahead," I said coldly. "You have plenty of time."I could have guessed what she was doing. But I still wanted to hear her own confession, like the police always do. They always give prisoners a chance to confess. This creates the illusion that the prisoner will be forgiven if he confesses."If I tell you the truth, will you let me go?" Gina is still trying to bargain."I will consider letting you live." I gave her an uncertain and hopeful answer.She looked down at the ground, as if wondering where to begin. Prisoners are clever at filtering out
"It's time to meet my brother," Daley said, looking at me with a tentative look in his eye. He walked in front and I followed him. A gust of cold wind poured in from the exit, and I shivered immediately as I was surrounded by fatigue. My feet were stepping up the steps, and as I approached the exit, my heart felt as if it had been seized by something.I kept taking deep breaths to ease the tension. The moment I looked up, I saw Frade standing right in front of me. His face was still pale under the yellow light, and his hospital gown was changed into a long dark blue coat. A pair of green eyes staring ahead. His man, Mark, stands behind him with several bodyguards. I noticed that the men had guns at their waists. Their faces were grim, their eyes locked on Daley.I got a bad feeling. Are they gonna fight?"Hello, my dear brother." Daley stepped forward and stood in front of Frade. "I'm sorry I couldn't visit you in person at the hospital. You seem to be recovering well.""B.astard!" Fr
"First of all, let me be clear," said the old woman, looking at her two grandchildren at the same time, "Frade, when you were in the hospital, I had Arthur picked up in pudding. Although you had been in charge of the Logan family, the doctor said you might never wake up, so I and the other elders of the family agreed that Arthur would take over the family. Whatever mistakes he has made, I have decided to forgive him."The old woman took a sip of whiskey and then said, "But God always likes to play tricks on people. My dear grandson Frade has woken up. It's a medical miracle. I'm afraid even the doctor can't explain why. Don't get me wrong, my grandson. I was so happy to hear that you had woken up.""I want you to announce your decision as soon as possible," Frade said deadpan."Someone can't wait," Daley said sarcastically. "Are you afraid of losing the right to run the family?""Maybe I should just shoot you. It would be easier."“That's enough,” the old woman scolded her two grandso
"Does that answer mean anything to you?" I looked into his green eyes. His masculine aura was aggressive in the dark."You show up in my room, and then Arthur says you're his fiancee." Frade stares at me. "You better tell the truth."One of his hands was pressed against my neck, and I could feel the heat and power of his palm. Everything is so familiar, but I must hold down my boiling blood. My heart can't beat for him anymore. The wound that had just been stitched up could not withstand another tear."Tell me, how did you get into my room? Were you checking to see if I was dead for your fiance?"My heart felt like it was being splashed with cold water. He thought I was going to the hospital to make sure he was dead. What a ridiculous question. His words shattered the illusions I had in my heart. But that's just as well. Let him think I'm Daley's eyes. Yes, I went to visit him in the hospital just to hurt him.I'm sure even if he asked Mark, he wouldn't have got the real answer. Mark
Just as I was wondering if I should tell Daley about the information on the flash drive, his phone rang. Then he went to another room to answer the phone. I eat breakfast with my head down.Maybe I should keep it a secret for now.When he came out of his room after the call, I had just finished breakfast. He had a gift for cooking. The French breakfast was better than what I had at the Michelin restaurant."Thanks for breakfast." I smiled at him. "Have you ever made breakfast for anyone before?""No, you're the only one who's ever enjoyed my breakfast," Daley said as he finished his coffee. He picked up the black coat hanging from the chair and put it on."I just got off the phone with the chief of Police. According to the reliable information he passed on to me, your father has sent a lawyer to the police station to drop the murder charge against you. But it's a complicated process, and it takes a little bit of time to sort it all out," Daley said, “But the good news is, now you can
After I calm down, I think I should have a talk with Daley. Maybe I was too excited. I had to let him know that I didn't mean to withhold information about the flash drive from him, and I had to let him know that I didn't like the way he was making decisions for me, and I didn't like the way he was telling me what to do, especially in front of my father.Before I opened the door, I mentally rehearsed the words I had already thought of to apologize. I'm sure he will understand me after listening to my explanation. We'll think of a better way.But it was all in my head, and when I actually opened the door, Daley wasn't outside at all. He left without telling me. I didn't believe him, so I went to the bathroom and the closet to check it out. He really left. I felt empty inside, but that emptiness was quickly replaced by anger. I didn't see his message on my cell phone. He didn't even tell me where he was going.I didn't want to be alone in the room, so I walked out into the garden downst