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
EROS was holding his shit together as he listened to the complete explanation Keisha had for him. When he completely sobered up, he realized what he was seeing was real. "This really can't be happening," he said to himself while Keisha was sitting across from him. "I wanted to tell you but you lashed out on us," she said with sass and her arms crossed. He groaned in annoyance before looking away. "How would you have reacted if some girl was on top of me?" he asked and it was a knife to the throat. She couldn't say a thing. The tension in the room is evident as they were looking away from one another. "Are you sure nothing is between you and that man? Whoever he is?" he asked for reassurance and Keisha nodded her head. Moments later, the door to their room opened and they looked to see Daimon walk in. He was wearing black clothes with a wide smile on his face. "I see you're intimidated that I might steal your girl," he taunted. He only arrived in the room yet he was already taunting
KEISHA only agreed to meet the man who doubted and believed that he left her to die that day because Daimon said that Eros would explain a lot of things to her that only he should. She doesn't want to meet him yet but she has to do what she has to do. "If you didn't want to meet him, why did you even dress like that?" Daimon teased as she saw him behind her from the mirror she was looking at herself in. She looked at him with furrowed brows without answering his question. "Can I not dress to impress?" she asked and he chuckled loudly. Keisha wore a red halter dress that exposed a lot of her cleavage area at the front. It was long enough that it reached her ankles while she was wearing white high heels. Her hair was curled and she wore some makeup but not too much that it looks unnatural. "Sure, whatever way you can try and convince yourself," he answered before rolling his eyes. Keisha breathed heavily and she turned around and told him she was ready. He nodded his head before lea