“Please don’t hurt me.” Was the only thing that came out of my mouth as the homeless lunatic woman threatened me with the knife in her hand.I was totally scared, my whole body shaking from the fear that had quickly enveloped me. I suddenly began to feel fear about my life. Like since I was stuck in this isolated road with no one to rescue me, only miracle could tell that this lunatic woman wouldn’t hurt me.“Give me all your money now!” The lunatic woman’s stinky breath almost made me puke as she screamed before my face. This also made me instantly cry as I beg for her mercy.In that instant, I immediately pulled my bag to get my purse but before I could even open it, the lunatic woman was swift to take it from me. “Give me that, you dimwit!” I feel so helpless at the moment, it was like my life now depends on if I would give her all my money. Apparently, it would seem that the lunatic woman was so disappointed finding out that the purse was actually empty. “What the hell? Why is i
It surely was effective given the way that the lunatic woman was quick to stand up and take her knife from me.“I just want the money!” she said, “Give me the money and I’ll leave!” but still insist on wanting to take the money.“You are not going to get a damn money from her!” the man snarled as he pushed the car door quite loud. This time, the man finally took his step out from the car and quickly chased the lunatic woman.“How does it feel when I make you savour the same treatment you caused her just now, huh?” He quickly uttered before her face. He was able to quickly pull her back, pressed her down the ground and used the knife he had swiftly snatched from her hand to press on her neck.And just like the man said, it was just the same treatment as what the lunatic woman did to me. “Damn it, you really stink! What if I bathe you with your own blood? How would that sound, huh?” The man continued to threaten the lunatic woman and I seem to really feel bothered hearing it much more.
I was feeling a little guilty that I have mistook Leon like some kind of creepy man. I supposed he was just serious about wanting to help me.My reaction was only reasonable, he was a complete stranger to me. Anyone in my position would have probably done the same thing—even if they encountering someone as strikingly captivating as this man before me, although with a bit tinge fondness for green jokes.“Now, you go and eat this for now. Have some rest because I needed to run some urgent errands for a while.” Leon quickly said that distracted us from the short silence that enveloped us both.“Uh, no, I mean, I don’t need to finish this. I needed to go home now. My aunt probably is worried about me.” I promptly told him, remembering that I had been long gone since I left and then I haven’t called at least to inform her of my whereabouts.I bet she’d be worried as hell about where to find me. And knowing my aunt, she would probably be calling for help to find where I was.That instantly
Coming down to follow Leon was such a sneaky move I never thought I would actually be able to pull out. However, trying to eavesdrop into him and his guests conversation was something I found to be more stupid and reckless.I really thought this place was like a small flat, but I found out that where I woke up was just a spacious room of this large house I am in that it made me wonder if this house was actually leon’s house or if he borrowed it to impress me.However, it wasn’t even my main concern now.My attention was focused on my current situation. I found myself stuck in a position where the possibility of getting found was imminent and that Leon would surely get mad at me if he were to find me here and disobeying his request that I just remain inside the room.While hearing the rest of them talk, I suddenly had a growing sense that they could really be part of some illegal drug dealers. I have no idea what could this produce they’re talking about and who could his guest be refer
I was not entirely sure why Leon was suddenly sounding as though what he wanted to convey was something I was not ready to know. “I don’t know what exactly you mean by that but since you obviously found out about me eavesdropping then I don’t have any reason to hide it any longer.” I finally admitted that I actually become curious and tried to follow him.And as a result of that, I was wounded on my left heel instead. Sometimes my reckless decisions always puts me to danger and obviously, I really felt bad about it in the end.Although most of the time it often becomes too late for me to regret over my decisions. Even my aunt feels concern at some of my impulsive decisions.I could only just wish now that Leon wouldn't be furious at me now that he knows the truth. I mean, he was surprisingly aware of it by the way so the only thing that worries me now would be his next course of action towards me."How much of our conversation have you heard?" he asked, still his voice was calm that
“Isn’t it obvious? Of course I would run away from you!” I said as I begin to crawl backwards slowly until my back bumped on the bed’s soft headboard.It was the edge and Leon was now inching his way closer to me, “Oh yeah?” “Yes!” I firmly said back even though the way Leon looked at me so intently was giving me so much chills. “How could you do that when your other foot is injured?” the way that Leon say each of his words was too slow and obviously hypnotizing.It was making me feel like everything about him was to whimsica at the moment. The fury I was trying to contain earlier was now being rained by a newfound sensation of attraction that I was still trying to resist absorbing.Damn it. Am I seriously getting too distracted by his enthralling face? Even his masculine and quite husky voice that was like a soothe to my left ear as he continued to whisper there, saying, “You know, If your accusations of me were even real, I could have already fuck you down the isolated road since
The dim light of the room cast eerie shadows, accentuating the tension that hung between us. Leon's silence weighed heavily as he handed me the frame, his eyes a storm of conflicting emotions. My fingers trembled slightly as I grasped the wooden edges, bracing myself for whatever revelation lay within.“What’s your deal with the Montefalco’s and how do you know that I was connected with them?” I hurriedly asked him.Suddenly, my regret for accusing him earlier surged back and made me think that perhaps I was not wrong for doing that since he was giving me another reason to think negatively about him again.Leon just stood up simply after that and immediately took something from the cabinet nearby. When he returned to sit on the edge of the bed once more, Leon extended what seemed to be a frame towards my direction as if he was telling me to look at it.“What’s this for?” I asked, wondering what he meant by it.But Leon just continued to give me the frame instead. Since he didn’t even
A glimmer of silvery light illuminated the peaceful countryside as the moon hung high in the sky. The constant rhythm of the clock, which was located in the corner of the room, provided a striking contrast to the maelstrom of ideas that were going through my head at the time. My attention was unwaveringly focused on Leon as I sat on the comfortable side of the bed next to him. The only thing he did was gaze at me before he stood up and put his back against the window. He then stared into the night sky as if he were looking for answers among the stars."At long last, the rain has stopped falling. Are you still interested in coming home at this late hour? I could still drive you," Leon offered in a startling and unexpected manner.After that, I came to the conclusion that he was correct. When he brought it up, I had not even noticed that the rain had ceased falling until he brought it up."If it's not too much trouble, I think I still have to go home now. you see, the fact that my aun
Nathan Calloway’s face twisted with rage as he realized the game was over. His men were dropping like flies, either taken down by Dorian’s gunfire or surrendering to the federal agents swarming the street. The blue and red flashes of FBI vehicles painted the alley in sharp, jagged streaks of light.He was cornered.I could see it in his stance—the way his fingers twitched toward his gun, his mind calculating, scrambling for a way out.There wasn’t one.Leon stood beside me, his gun still raised, but his grip relaxed. He had already decided Nathan wasn’t worth another bullet.But I wasn’t so sure.“Looks like you’re out of moves,” I said, stepping forward.Nathan’s sharp gaze cut to me, and for a moment, I saw something flicker in his eyes. Not fear. Not regret.Amusement.“You think this is over?” he muttered, shaking his head. Then, slowly, he smiled.A slow, deliberate, knowing smile.The kind that made my stomach clench.Then he turned to Elise.“Elise,” he said smoothly, like we w
Nathan Calloway had always exuded a quiet menace, the kind that made people instinctively lower their gaze and step aside. But today, he didn’t bother with subtlety. He stood in my path like a hunter savoring his victory, his dark suit crisp, his expression one of smug satisfaction.“Margarette,” he said smoothly, like we were old friends. “Going somewhere?”I clenched my fists at my sides, forcing myself to keep my expression neutral. My heart was pounding, but I couldn’t let him see my fear.“I was just leaving,” I said, stepping sideways.He moved with me, blocking my way. Behind him, two of his men stood by the black car, watching. Waiting.“Now, now,” Nathan murmured, tilting his head. “Let’s not make this difficult. We both know how this ends.”A cold rush of adrenaline flooded my veins. I could fight. I could run. But neither would get me far.Leon’s voice came through my earpiece, low and urgent. “Margarette, I’m coming. Stall.”I swallowed. “If you know everything, why are yo
Elise Grant was a woman born into privilege, but privilege came with its own kind of chains. She had spent her life learning how to play the game, but now she was realizing that the rules had changed—and I was the one rewriting them.I watched her disappear into the fog, but I knew she wouldn't be able to walk away from this. Not entirely. People like Elise didn’t just sit back and watch their world collapse—they fought, even when they didn’t know who the real enemy was yet.Leon let out a quiet sigh, his fingers flexing against his side. "She’s going to struggle with this."Dorian smirked. "Good. People make the best decisions when they think they don’t have any other choice."I pulled my coat tighter around me. The air was damp, the salty ocean breeze mixing with the lingering scent of gasoline from the fishing boats docked nearby. "She’s going to reach out again soon."Leon’s gaze flicked to me. "How can you be so sure?""Because she’s smart," I said simply. "And because she’s terr
The wind whipped through my hair as I watched Elise disappear into the night. A thrill ran through me, a mix of victory and anticipation. She had taken the bait, but we weren’t in the clear yet. Not by a long shot.Leon and Dorian flanked me, their expressions unreadable. The three of us stood in silence for a beat, the ocean waves crashing against the wooden pier below us.“She’s scared,” Dorian finally muttered, lighting a cigarette. The flame illuminated his sharp features for a moment before fading into the night. “Which is good. Fear makes people predictable.”Leon’s gaze remained fixed on the path Elise had taken. His jaw clenched, his thoughts miles ahead of us. “Fear also makes people desperate.”I turned to him. “You think she’ll run to her father?”He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he shifted his stance, slipping his hands into the pockets of his coat. “Not immediately. She’s smart enough to know that if she tips him off too soon, she’s collateral damage.”I nodded. “The
The moment Elise Grant’s fingers touched mine, I knew I had her attention. She was a woman who played in circles of power, who measured every interaction with precision. A single misstep could cost her everything.I held onto her hand for just a fraction longer than necessary, letting the weight of my words settle between us. Then, with a small, knowing smile, I withdrew, lifting my champagne flute to my lips.“Margarette,” Elise repeated, as if testing how my name felt on her tongue. “I don’t believe I’ve heard of you before.”I chuckled softly. “That’s the point, isn’t it?”Elise tilted her head, intrigued but guarded. “And what exactly do you do, Margarette?”I swirled the champagne in my glass, watching the golden bubbles rise to the surface. “I help people see things they’ve overlooked.” I lifted my eyes to hers. “Or things they’ve been kept from seeing.”Her smile didn’t waver, but something in her gaze sharpened. “That sounds dangerously close to a threat.”“Not a threat.” I to
The black SUV moved through the city under the cover of darkness, the tension inside as thick as the fog rolling in from the harbor. I sat in the passenger seat, my fingers drumming against my thigh, my gaze fixed on the glittering skyline ahead. Leon drove in silence, his grip tight on the wheel, while Dorian lounged in the backseat, casually checking his watch as if we weren’t about to walk into one of the most dangerous plays of our lives.“Elise Grant won’t be easy to approach,” Dorian mused, breaking the silence. “She’s got bodyguards, a strict schedule, and enough privilege to think she’s untouchable.”“That’s what makes her blind to threats,” Leon countered. “She’s never had a reason to look over her shoulder.”I exhaled slowly, my mind racing through the details of the plan. Elise would be attending a charity gala tonight, hosted at a high-end hotel owned by one of her father’s associates. It was the perfect opportunity to get close, to plant the seeds of doubt in her mind. Th
The cabin felt smaller now. Maybe it was the presence of this new stranger, or maybe it was the way my nerves coiled tighter with every passing second. Either way, the moment Dorian stepped inside, I felt it—the shift in the air.I gripped the revolver tighter, even as I pushed the door shut.Leon emerged from the hallway, still holding his phone, his dark eyes sharp as they flickered between me and Dorian. He didn’t look surprised. If anything, he looked… resigned."Dorian." Leon’s voice was clipped. "You took your time."The stranger—Dorian—chuckled, running a hand through his dark hair. "Traffic," he said, as if that explained everything. His green eyes met mine again, studying me with a mix of curiosity and something I couldn’t quite name.I didn’t trust him."You’re staring," I said flatly, not bothering to hide the irritation in my voice.Dorian grinned, unbothered. "Just making sure you’re as sharp as Leon said.""Flattery isn’t going to make me lower the gun."Leon exhaled, pi
The car ride was silent except for the occasional hum of the tires against the pavement. Lillian sat in the driver’s seat, her hands steady on the wheel, eyes flicking between the road ahead and the rearview mirror. Every so often, I followed her gaze, expecting to catch sight of a shadow trailing behind us.Nothing.Yet the unease in my chest refused to settle.Leon had sent one of his private drivers to pick us up outside of town, just past the tree-lined outskirts where the city lights faded into darkness. The safe house was in an undisclosed location—secluded, heavily secured, and supposedly impenetrable. But after everything that had happened, I wasn’t sure I could believe in impenetrable anymore.Aunt Lou had been hesitant to let me go, but she knew staying behind was too dangerous. Uncle George had slipped a small revolver into my bag before I left, whispering instructions in a firm voice I had never heard from him before."Use it if you have to. Don’t hesitate."Now, as the he
i sat in the dimly lit room, my fingers trembling slightly as I clutched the warm cup of tea Aunt Lou had prepared for me. The fragrant steam curled upward, but even the soothing aroma couldn’t quiet the storm raging in my mind.No matter how tightly I wrapped myself in the comfort of my aunt’s presence, my thoughts remained restless, tangled with fear and uncertainty. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the same thing—Leon, his jaw tight with determination, refusing to back down no matter the danger. His need to uncover the truth had set us on a treacherous path, and with Alexa hidden away for her safety, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was about to go terribly wrong.Sleep had been a distant dream for the past few nights. Every creak of the house, every gust of wind against the window, sent my heart racing. I knew I was being watched. Maybe not now, in this moment, but somewhere out there, someone’s eyes were on me.A soft knock at the door shattered my thoughts.Aunt Lou