Keyller didn't dilly-dally and went straight to the point. He quickly took a glance at the woman who was still mumbling, before speaking again. "I'll wait for you at my place." Keyller stepped on the gas pedal when he hit the main road and the car traveled faster. He was feeling confused. There was a big question mark written on his forehead. Why did he help the woman even though he knew that he hated her species? "S-stop! Dahan-dahan lang!" Slowly! The woman at the back suddenly screamed. There was a trace of fear in her angelic voice. But Keyller is Keyller. He turned a deaf ear and continued driving like he was on the racing field, completely ignoring the woman's fear. He was only doing this to flee from their enemy. "What the hell, Hayes! Who is that with you?" Kit was stupified as he asked from the other line. "I can't believe that you have a woman now. Did the Earth turn the wrong way? And why is she asking you to go slow? Are you two having fun?" Kit added. There was a trace
"So you're planning to imprison this woman here?" Kit asked in disbelief when they reached his condominium. He pointed to the woman who was lying on his bed. Keyller shook his head. "Imprison is not the right term, Marzonia. I just brought her here temporarily while I'm confused about what to do with her." "Why would you of all people, Hayes? You can just leave her in a safe place if you're really worried." "I know. But..." Keyller heaved a deep sigh. Didn't know how to explain to Kit. "But your conscience wouldn't let you leave her anywhere, is that it? Does this young lady awaken your protective instinct?" Kit asked directly. His eyebrows lifted while staring intently at Keyller's face. Keyller just shrugged his shoulders. He didn't want to admit anything to Kit. He was confused about what he was doing. Besides, the woman was already there, lying in his bed and he just couldn't throw her out. It's too late to do that. His condo unit only had one bedroom because he was not expe
"This is Abogagong Kit. He will help me translate your language so you and I can understand each other," he introduced. "Abogago?" Confusion filled the woman's gorgeous face as she continued. "Ibig mong sabihin, abogado na gago?" Keyller nodded. "Yes. He's an attorney and he is here to help me translate your dialect for me." His eyes lowered to her wrists, which were still bound by a cable tie. Lot 520 turned to Kit. Clearly not understanding what he said. "Ano'ng pinagsasabi nito?" Kit murmured something that Keyller didn't understand. "Bakit ba ako nagpaloko sa gagong dugong-bughaw na 'to?" He paused before continuing, still talking at the woman. "Hayaan mo siya at may sayad 'yan sa utak." The woman's eyes widened in disbelief but didn't answer anything, so Kit continued asking while Keyller waited. "Sino ka at bakit ka sinasaktan tulad ng sinasabi ng lalaking ito?" Kit asked the woman, his eyes not leaving her beautiful face while his hand gestured towards Keyller. Keyller'
Keyller was awakened by a soft rustling from upstairs. He could hear the door opening and closing softly but his eyes remained closed while observing the subtle movements. He has sharp hearing and situational awareness even when asleep, which has developed over the past years since becoming a murderer.Keyller knew it was Lot 520, and he didn't know what this woman would do. It is impossible for her to escape because the door could only be unlocked with his fingerprints. He was confident that she would not leave. His eyes remained closed as he silently observed.The soft footsteps traveled down the staircase. It was slow and steady. He was amazed that even in the dark and in an unfamiliar place, Lot 520 didn't trip and fall. When she finally reached down, Keyller opened his eyes, and within the dim surroundings that were only illuminated by the faint light from the moon that shone through the window, he followed that dark silhouette as it moved towards a certain spot in his condo, the
Because there was no food to cook and he didn't want to give instant noodles to Lot 520, Keyller decided to go down and buy some food in the nearby convenience store. He also wants to avoid the awkwardness between him and Lot 520 because of their nonsense argument. "You. Stay here." He pointed to the ground, indicating that the girl should stay right where she is. He was still angry with himself for letting his guard down and almost fuck a girl. He needed to go out and let himself cool down, so he found an excuse by telling her that he should go and buy food instead of cooking. This is the first time since the massacre happened that his dick hardened without using sex drugs. What's more, he got hard just by the sight of a woman kneeling in front of him. "Don't you dare escape. I'm going down to get you food!" He turned and left her in a dazed state, not knowing what to do. Keyller went straight to his room to change clothes. When he came out, he was wearing a plain black T-shirt an
The night was cold and light drops of rain slowly pattered as Keyller jogged his way to a hidden mansion that his target was staying in. Letting his hair loose, he put on his cap while checking his watch for the time. It was three in the morning. The mushroom will grow soon. A good time to attack that pervert. His black clothing blended into the night. Keyller slowly approached and his footsteps lightened as he reached the guard post, where a lone guard was standing, his eyes drooping in tiredness. It looks like the target has no idea that Trace has already found out about his whereabouts and that someone will come and end his life. "Let's see where you can run to, Stanford! Doom is coming to you no matter where you go. Traitor of Foedus is equivalent to living your life in hell!" There was only light inside the post and it illuminated the guard's face and he looked relaxed. But Keyller didn't lower his guard as he reached for his sword and softly unsheathed it. Keyller suddenly
Stanford didn't speak, instead, his gun beat him to it. He shot him directly, but Keyller sidestepped to avoid the bullet and used his sword to block it. There was a noisy clang when the bullet hit the sword. He then jumped high, stepped on the sofa, and while midair, he wielded his sword like a noble knight directing towards Stanford who was still shooting him continuously. "You're gonna die here tonight, Hayes! I am not gonna let you escape. Foedus? Huh! A fucking organization that does nothing but control its members! Damn!" While Stanford kept shooting, his mouth was also running wild spouting nonsense, but Keyller was not affected. He continued avoiding the bullet while running toward Stanford, who was still standing near the bed. Keyller's movements were fast and agile and he avoided any bullets. When he reached the other side of the bed, Stanford ran out of bullets and Keyller flashed an eerie grin. "I'm going to die? In your dreams, Stanford! In your dreams!" After saying th
The dawn was slowly approaching when Keyller stepped out of the car from Stanford's mansion. The rain had finally stopped and a cold early breeze welcomed him as he stood outside a 24-hour supermarket he saw. There was an ATM machine outside and he decided to draw cash, his salary from Trace. After dealing with Stanford, Keyller leaves the mansion with a getaway car, courtesy of Stanford. The motorcycle that he borrowed when he went to the mansion has long been discarded somewhere. After withdrawing cash, Keyller went inside the supermarket. He was still wearing his bloody clothes and people kept looking at him. He looked filthy and scary not because of his bearded face, but because the smell of blood stenched the noses of other shoppers. People were afraid of him. Some even tried to call the police, but Keyller just gave them a fierce look before they hid their phones away. He was thankful that it was not that crowded. He didn't bother taking Stanford's clothes because he found them
“Freesha!” Keyller frantically searched for his girlfriend, but there was no Freesha. Premonitions engulfed his being and his heart thumped loudly. “Damn it! Where did she go? I told her to stay put!”The abandoned servant's room was searched upside down, but the young Earl didn't find any trace of the woman he was looking for. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and called his nearby friends who had just arrived at the palace, awaiting his command.“Damn it! I couldn’t find Freesha. I suspect that some rats are trying to gnaw what is mine!” He greeted his teeth as he walked out of the room. His steps were broad and hurried.“What are you talking about, your highness?” Ciaran asked. His tone was playful.“Seal the gate and don’t let anyone out,” Keyller angrily commanded. He arrived in the hall where the wedding would be held. What welcomed his sight was the bustling sight of the servants and wedding coordinators busying themselves for the final touches. Keyller sneered and ignored t
Keyller fell silent for a moment. He could not think of any answer. He could only sigh in defeat and hugged Freesha from behind, scooping her body closer to his. He snuggled in the hollow of her neck. Just the smell of her sweat made his manhood hardened. His cock twitched just at the thought of entering her again. The memories of being inside her flashed through his mind and he couldn't help wanting for more. “Key?” Freesha turned her head back and stroked Keyller's face. She looked at him lovingly and softly smiled. “Would you let me kill the heir of this Kingdom to finish my mission?” Upon hearing Freesha's innocent voice talking about her mission, Keyller forced a smile before casually kissing her nape. “So, I really couldn't stop you, huh? What if you put yourself in danger? What if you get killed? I couldn't bear it, Freesha. I will die from the pain if you die.” “But why, Key? Why do you need to die for me?” Keyller shut his eyes and took a deep breath. “This is my heart
Freesha shut her eyes tight when Keyller cupped her breast while the other hand lifted her chin and claimed her lips in a rough yet passionate kiss. She kissed him back with equal ferocity while letting out soft moans, proving that she was enjoying herself. The hand massaging her breast gave her pleasure and she couldn't help wanting more. “Hmm… Keyller…” Freesha muttered Keyller's name when his lips moved to her chin, leaving sweet kisses and moving down to her neck. Every touch made Freesha tremble, giving her tingling sensations that she wanted to relieve. Keyller stopped ravishing her and looked up. His lips turned into a lopsided smile. “Yes, baby? What do you want me to do?” He pressed his hard shaft in between her legs and lightly scraped it. “Do you want my cock inside you?”Hearing those lewd sentences made Freesha writhe with pleasure. Closing her eyes and feeling the sweetness of Keyller's shaft grinding on her mound, she bit her lower lips and softly nodded. “Yes… I wan
The room’s temperature turned hot as two burning bodies tangled against each other on the messy bed. Freesha caught her breath after Keyller let her lips go. Her breathing was erratic, and her heart pounded loudly as she panted heavily. She knew the outcome of this entanglement but didn't want to stop. The drugs clouded her mind, and her heart yearned for Keyller. Freesha's sanity was thrown out of the window the moment she and Keyller kissed. She didn't care any more about her mission but focused on her lust instead. She didn’t care if she gave herself to Keyller and not to her master.“Freesha, baby. I want you. I want you so much!”Keyller's hot breath blew Freesha's ear, and she couldn't help but shudder. The aphrodisiac she breathed intensified the lust in her. “Yes… yes, Key. I want you. I want you to kiss me.” Freesha didn't wait for Keyller to dip his head and claim her lips. She put her hands on Keyller's neck and pulled him closer until their faces hovered against each ot
“Did they hurt you?”That familiar voice whispered beside Freesha’s ear again, making her hair stand on end. The soft breath gave off faint heat, and Freesha shivered even more. This voice was so familiar that, even though it was dark, she could recognize the owner of it.“K-Keyller? What are you doing here?” she asked, unconvinced. She intently stared at the man while he unlocked the handcuffs. His movements were expert, and the dark didn’t hinder him. She could see the rush in his silhouette, afraid he would get discovered. “Freesha, haven’t I told you I would save you?” Keyller stared back at her after finishing his sentence. He finished unlocking the handcuffs, and he was standing beside the bed while helping Freesha wear his jacket to cover her body. Lucky for her, the men hadn't touched her undergarments yet. The dark didn’t obstruct them when their eyes met. Freesha was the first to avert her gaze. Her trembling hands eased, and she said, “I told you I didn’t need your help.
The winter wind blew, and the cold night was disturbed with buzzing noises and excitement as the Palace was lit up brightly for the upcoming wedding of the Countess. The tired but enthusiastic servants were busy preparing, and the butler developed a sore throat from instructing them to do their job well for so long. Everyone was looking forward to the harmonious ceremony that would be happening a few hours later. The excitement and happiness made the surroundings lively even if it was the middle of the night. But in the dark and filthy dungeon underneath the palace, a certain someone was neglected. Freesha…The countess had threatened her earlier with a harsh punishment tonight and Freesha was waiting calmly. She doesn’t know what punishments the countess will impose on her, but she is prepared. No matter how heavy it is, she will persist and not give up. She would live until she finished her mission. This is the purpose of her life.Freesha had received news last night after Keyller
A week later… Keyller plucked up his courage and prepared himself to be roasted before leaving his room after fixing his mind to meet the woman he ignored and broke her heart. Well, that’s what he thought. He had been staying in the palace since they arrived from Ireland. He hadn’t had the chance to see Freesha yet. Kresshna imprisoned her in the palace’s dungeon and tortured her every day until her father woke up. Unfortunately, the Royal Highness is still unconscious and lying on his bed vegetatively, so Freesha will be tortured until then. The royal doctors attending to him assured the Countess that he would gain consciousness soon.If the Royal Highness was poisoned by Freesha, then, Keyller could only think that the poison Freesha used was fatal, which made the ruler of the palace lie in bed for so long. Today, Keyller was free to roam the palace because the Countess was busy doing the royal duties while preparing for their wedding. Keyller didn't play a part, he was not inter
The sound of water splashing filled the shower area, with Keyller's mind in chaos and only an image replaying inside. Freesha… The cold water cascaded from his hair down to his broad shoulders and ran through his crisscrossing scarred back, due to the lashes he received from the past, and finally pooling beneath his feet. His jumbled thoughts danced with the drops of water, convening inside and crowding his already messy life. Now that the effect of drugs receded, his mind was filled with the only woman who had racked his brain those past few days. “Just what the f*ck is happening to me? Why the hell am I concerned about that woman even though she has nothing to do with me?” He couldn’t help pulling his hair out of frustration.“Rafael!” Keyller's chaotic mind was interrupted when the door was suddenly opened and Kresshna's voice followed. He turned the tab off without looking back at the Countess, who suddenly burst inside. He was in a disarray and this woman just popped like a b
“What brings you here, Marzonia?” Kit waited for the servant who brought him into the study to leave before he responded.“Madam, I have received reports from the palace of Ulster.” Kit put his hand on his chest and bowed his head as a sign of respect in front of the woman he was talking to. There was a visible excitement in his voice, as if what he was going to say next would excite the madam. “Speak.” The cold and firm voice resounded, but Kit was already used to it. Kit continued bowing as he started his report. “Madam, the young master is back in the palace and it was confirmed that he is going to marry the Countess, arranged by Madam Aoife. This matter is confidential, but our spies planted inside were certain of this news. This humble servant is waiting for your command, madam.”The madam that Kit was speaking to chortled as she took her glass of wine resting on the side table and sipped it with elegance. “Great. Alert our men that there will be a change of plans. Who is in c