Keisha stretched her arms and yawned loudly while looking at the crowd of men around them. Daimon, on the other hand, was preparing his hands for combat. No one was paying attention to Daimon who was jacked and tenfold bigger than his opponent. They were all focused on Keisha who seemed too calm given her situation. (A gazelle, huh?) Daimon thought inside his head with a light chuckle. Never thought he'd hear something like that from her. Let alone compare herself to one. He looked around the room and noticed that they were gazing at her. She's built like a doll and looks like a doll. "You'll have my respect if you survive this match." The man who made fun of her suddenly talked. Keisha chuckled loudly before tilting her head and staring at his face. She smirked, and it was evident she had the confidence. "You should respect him if HE survives me," she answered and the crowd roared from excitement. They were building up the anticipation the two opponents looked at each other with a
"Tell me… Why did you abandon Keisha?" When Eros fully woke up and came back to his senses, he couldn't escape James questioning him. They've been avoiding each other all this time, not even a single word could express James' anger and disappointment to his older brother who had the gut to let Keisha all on her own."I didn't know they'd attack her right away," Eros stated before taking a deep breath and looking away. They paused for a moment before he looked back at his younger twin and uttering, "I really didn't fucking k-know." His voice cracked and he stuttered. "I didn't ask that. Why the fuck did you abandon her?" James repeated his question with gritted teeth and heavy breathing. Eros recalled the moment he lost his sanity and inhaled sharply. The vivid memory of Keisha sitting on top of another man makes his heart shatter into pieces. "She cheated on me," he answered and James felt goosebumps across his body. He clenched his jaw and gulped. (Don't tell me he found out about
SEBASTIAN has been quiet for a long time. Ever since he let go of his most valuable assassin, Keisha, he was keeping a low profile. He doesn't have data on where she is and what she's up to which frustrates him the most. He doesn't understand how it was possible to lose track of her but they still did. "Idiots," he whispered to himself before leaning back on his chair. He didn't have anything in mind, no chaos to ensue yet. However, the moment he saw someone running to his desk frantically, he knew something was up. The thought of having a new thing to do excited him. What type of chaos can he do now? "Sir, I've come to report urgent news," the man uttered before bowing. "Go on," Sebastian responded with a sly smirk creeping up on his lips. "About your wife, sir." His brows furrowed in confusion about the sudden mention of Reyna, the woman he already killed and eliminated from his games. "What about her?" he asked before tilting his head and raising an eyebrow. The man breathed he
Darkness and the abyss seemed to be what was next while Reyna is walking at almost two in the morning. The eerie feeling that someone was following her was bothering her for a while. She's not for certain yet she can feel eyes watching her every move, which might put her in a dangerous situation. (I can't be in trouble now that Eros is looking for me,) she thought to herself. She sighed heavily and endured the freezing snow. It seemed to be lessening, the winter is almost over, but the cold temperature was still there nonetheless. Reyna looked behind her and saw a figure of a man who quickly hid upon making eye contact with her. (This is not good,) she thought to herself before hearing the bus pull over next to her. She looked straight ahead and entered. She sat down at the very front row of the bus and she looked at the alleyway where she saw the person stalking her but found no one there anymore. She fidgeted with her fingers as she scanned the civilians on the bus to look for any
KEISHA was sleeping on a chair next to the desk inside the room she was staying in when she felt a heavy thing cover her. She opened her eyes and looked behind her to see Daimon put a weighted blanket over her body. "I didn't mean to wake you up," he uttered before walking to the bed where his brother was sleeping. (How strange, he seemed to be caring. But that doesn't make him a good person nonetheless,) she thought to herself before removing the blanket that was placed over her. She watched as Daimon took care of his younger brother who was peacefully sleeping on the bed. "A brother's love, huh?" she teased slightly and he nodded his head. "I'm all he got," Daimon said before glancing at Keisha with a smile before looking back at the young boy. Watching this scene in front of her made her realize how everyone has their stories. Why do they end up where they are now? All would be answered if you can see in their past. "Was it because of him?" He raised an eyebrow and looked at her
The time Daimon finally got a day off, he was able to tend to his brother and Keisha got the whole day to rest. His little brother also started feeling better and he was glad that he got some help, or else he would still be sick today. "How are you buddy?" he asked as he showed him the food he brought to make him feel better. "Fine…" he replied as he yawned. "Was Keisha taking good care of you?" he continued asking as he prepared the medicine and water together with the food. His brother nodded again with a smile but there was worry in his face. "I don't think she's fine though…" His voice was soft and concerning, the innocence of a child's words. Daimon paused and turned to his brother. He sighed heavily before sitting down. "Why do you say that?" he asked reassuringly and his brother started contemplating his answer. He looked down at the ground as he fidgeted with his fingers. He held the boy's little hands. "It's okay, Jake," he reassured, calling him by his second name. "S-so
…. Decades ago when Keisha was a mere child who viewed the world through her innocent eyes as pure and wonderful. She had everything she wanted and needed. The only child of a wealthy family in the country who was the beloved and golden child, destined to inherit her parents' assets. What more could she ever ask for? "M-mommy, can we play outside?" she tugged on her mother's clothes. Her mother stood poised while preparing food in the kitchen. The sound of the water running and the rice cooking in the back was all she could hear. "Mom?" she asked again and her mother sighed before looking at Keisha. She picked up the little girl and sat her down on the counter. "Not now, sweety. It's not good for kids to go outside today," she said in a sweet tone as she stroked her daughter's head. Keisha frowned and crossed her arms, ready to throw a tantrum. Before she could even say something, her mother started tickling her. Her loud giggles engulfed the room as they heard the front door open
They were starstruck, unable to move. The woman in front of him can't be the person he thinks she is. He's drunk and hallucinating already, the mere thought of this being real sends him over the moon. "Keisha…" he whispered in a grungy tone as he pulled her by her waist. His voice whispering her name sends shivers down her spine. She was longing for him, wanting to meet him again. But why now? In the middle of the street where many people can see them? She was frozen, with no idea what to do. Keisha could smell the alcohol and cigarettes on his breath and body. "I missed you," Eros whispered and reached for her cheeks but she moved away. Moments later, the police approached the pair. Keisha thought of what to do and how to explain the situation. "Ma'am, are you injured in any way?" Keisha shook her head as she tried to explain what happened. "I know this person, it's fine, really." She almost sounded desperate so they will leave them alone. "I don't want to press charges," say