Angela stepped off the plane with a deep breath, feeling the cool air of Japan against her skin. The twins, Liya and Lia, bounded ahead with the energy only ten-year-olds could muster after a long flight. Angela kept a close eye on them as they navigated through the bustling airport.“Stay close, girls,” she called, adjusting her bag on her shoulder. They were here at last.After passing through customs and retrieving their luggage, Angela led the way to the taxi stand. She felt a mix of excitement and nervousness. Doris had assured her that staying with her friend, Yuki, would be a smooth transition, but Angela couldn't get rid of her lingering anxiety.Most especially, she can't stop thinking about her brother each time she sees a random energetic teenage boy “Girls, wait! That's our taxi”.Angela called the twins running around as she saw a man with a board sign with her name written on it.The twins ran towards the man before she could get there.“Hello, I am Angela…sorry I
Antonio was sitting in the police car,,he had plans of course but his mind can't seem to process why Diana's death was linked to him. And also that video of Angela. She had testified against him being a monster and trying to kill her.Also Jace?She mentioned that Jace is dead!What the fuck happened?Is this just empty accusations to get rid of him?Why would she go this far?Was she threatened?How did they get the video?Is her brother really dead?Is she okay after that video?Alot was running in his mind,but all his instincts were pointing at Damon.He is the one behind it all. However Antonio promised himself that he will get to the bottom of this.As the police car veered off the expected route. Antonio's attention was drawn back to reality.Glancing out the window, he realized they were heading in the opposite direction from the supposed police station.His patience snapped. Heleaned forward, his voice sharp with anger, "Where are you taking me? This isn't the way to the st
However before Damon could act, the faint rumble of engines grew louder, cutting through the stillness like a thunderclap on the horizon. Damon’s eyes flickered with shock as he glanced toward the source of the noise.Suddenly, the area was flooded with the roaring sound of power bikes and sleek, black cars. One by one, they emerged from the surrounding woods, forming a circle around the helicopter and Damon’s men. The vehicles skidded to a halt, their engines purring menacingly, and doors swung open in unison. Antonio’s mafia men stepped out, each one a figure of lethal precision, clad in sharp suits and dark shades. The sunlight glinted off the weapons they carried with practiced ease—automatic rifles, handguns, and more. Their presence was a stark contrast to Damon’s men, who were now visibly shaken, their earlier confidence wavering in the face of the overwhelming force that had just arrived.The men on power bikes circled the area like vultures, their engines growling as the
Antonio's heart pounded in his chest as he was roughly shoved into the waiting helicopter by two menacing figures,who were once his men.The deafening roar of the helicopter's engines filled the air as he was forced into a seat and his hands were bound tightly behind his back.“This is for the years of torture,you don't know I much I hated your guts. I have always dreamt of killing you with my own hands. Fuck Montero's world!”One of them with a scar running down his cheek by name Xavier, leaned in close and whispered into Antonio's ears.His breath reeks of alcohol and cigars.Antonio said nothing or made any attempt to fight.He knew better not to act smart besides his hands being binded,he is as helpless as a handicapped child.Also the cold metal of a gun pressed into his side, is a stark reminder of the danger he will get himself in,if he acts in any way that doesn't sit well with these men.The night was fast approaching and Antonio had no idea of what else to do to escape this.
Just as the two were fully stripped and ready, a sudden gunshot pierced the night air. The pilot Leonardo pilot stood before them with two guns in hands pointing at the two.“What the hell man,if you want to join them say so!”Xavier snapped angrily.“I don't fuck ass holes,I love women and their pussy.”“Then what's this nonsense about?”“Damon is not my master,this man here may be a spoiled brat and arrogant and proud but I took an oath. I will protect Montero's heir”.“Is this a joke? I can't wait I am as hard as rock,enough with that”Van snapped.“Touch him and you will know if I am a joke or not”.Leonardo replied with a tight expression that warned Van.Antonio was surprised but also relieved,he had someone who still felt pity for him even though he had been cruel to all his men because of his power.“Leonardo..I…”“I am not doing this for you, but your grandma…… and because I like your cousin”.“Courtney?”Antonio asked slowly.He nodded.“Dude you are betraying us because of
In the dim, pre-dawn light, the deserted area near the water's edge was eerily quiet, save for the gentle lapping of the waves. The silhouettes of weathered wooden fishing boats dotted the shoreline, their nets hanging loosely like ghosts in the mist.The air was thick with the scent of salt and decay, a reminder of the ocean’s harshness.A small chattering was heard from afar as three fishermen approached to set their traps for the morning, their footsteps crunched on the gravelly shore. Suddenly, one of them froze, pointing to a dark figure lying motionless on the ground. “Look! A body!”Antonio lay sprawled on his back lifeless. Blood soaked through his shirt, staining the ground beneath him, a stark contrast to the pale, damp sand.The fishermen exchanged uneasy glances, scared and at the same time worried about the whole scene.“He is not from here”.Another said quietly.One was brave enough to get closer.He looked older and more experienced than the other two.He knelt down
“Hey! Get your hands off me! I need to speak with Damon right now!” Courtney snapped, struggling against the Montero's guards' grip.“We're sorry, Lady Courtney. We're under strict orders not to let anyone in without permission from Master Damon,” one of the guards said sternly, his face set in an impassive mask.Courtney was pissed at that statement."Listen, I don't care what your orders are, I need to talk to him NOW! He's responsible for Antonio's arrest, and I will not stand and watch him ruin Antonio's life and reputation. Also, Damon is not your master!Antonio is! I can't believe you let him manipulate you all. Wake up, you fools! He is a traitor!”The guard's face stiffened.“With all due respect. The Montero's Mansion is no longer available for you. We will be forced to take action if you insist on staying here”.Courtney's face was flushed with anger, her fists clenched at her sides. "I will not leave until I've spoken with Damon. If you don't let me in, then I'll make
Antonio’s eyes flutter open, squinting against the harsh fluorescent lights overhead.His mind is a blank slate, empty of the familiar memories that should be rushing back to him.A sudden dull ache pulsed in his head . However, the pain was a minor issue. He was more concerned about the emptiness in his mind and brain, especially the part where his identity should be.He blinked and tried to focus, but everything felt so strange and unfamiliar. Where is he? Who is he?A soft rustling of fabric drew his attention, and he turned his head to see a doctor standing by his bedside.She’s a woman, possibly in her forties, with kind eyes behind her glasses and a gentle expression. Her white coat is crisp and clean, and she holds a clipboard in one hand, making notes as she observes him.“Good, you’re awake”.The doctor smiled, her voice soft and friendly. She stepped closer to his bedside. “How are you feeling?”Antonio opened his mouth to speak, but hesitated, his thoughts were a jumble