Anonymous’s POVI walked into the dimly lit space, where the lighting was sparse. A secret place.This place gave me a sense of calm.There wasn’t much furniture—just a single chair, a table, and a set of tools placed deliberately beside it, serving as storage for anything I might need.I pulled the chair closer and sat down.My gaze shifted to the wall nearby. There, several photographs were arranged meticulously, each accompanied by brief pieces of information.All the lines connected in some way, though some stood apart. If counted, I had erased and redrawn many lines over time, removed and replaced countless photos. Yet, one photo had remained on this wall for years.A man who had disrupted my enjoyment. He appeared at a critical moment and nearly drove me to frustration.George.His name suited him perfectly. As a man devoted to justice and prone to meddling, the death he received was well deserved.I had restored my plans to their original course with his demise and erased every
Lenka’s POV"So, Felix? Do you like the new toy that Mommy got for you?"I looked at my son, who was pouting yet still clutching the toy we had just bought.He had been staring at it for quite some time earlier, which was why I decided to buy it for him. But now, he was saying something completely different—expressing his discontent with my actions.I had teased him a little."Mom, I’m not a little kid." He looked at me, lips sticking out in protest.I tapped his nose gently, giving him a small pinch while smiling."But don’t you like being a little kid? Mommy loves seeing Felix having fun with his toys."Felix looked at me, hesitation flickering in his eyes. "Really, Mom?"I nodded, running my fingers through his soft hair."Of course! Isn’t that why I always get you toys, even when you don’t ask for them?"He seemed to ponder my words for a moment before finally nodding, his cheerful smile returning.I had already enrolled Felix in a school in our city, not too far from home. In abo
MichaelMy eyes widened, and my mouth felt frozen. I couldn’t say anything after hearing her words.Lenka watched me in silence. Then, as if deciding something, she turned to leave when she saw me standing there speechless.I immediately reached out and grabbed her hand, stopping her."Wait. What… what did you just say to me, Lenka?"She frowned and pulled her hand away—easily, because I let her. But she didn’t refuse to answer.She let out a deep breath."I said thank you. For helping me. Not just once, but twice now—you saved me and Felix when we needed it."She looked tense, but I could tell her words were genuine.After how she had treated me whenever we met at her coffee shop recently, after our last conversation… this was the first time she had been this kind to me.No anger. No sharp remarks. Just a simple statement. But it meant everything to me.I pressed my lips together, shaking my head as I looked at her."You don’t have to thank me. I’ve made too many mistakes when it com
Michael's POVI was already seated in my usual spot—at Lenka’s coffee shop, with a cup of coffee and a croissant.Nothing was too different, except for a certain feeling that made this visit feel more special than the previous days.After my conversation with that woman, it felt like we had reached an unspoken agreement, as if our hearts had aligned. I truly believed this was the beginning of something good.No arguments. No misunderstandings like before.Maybe we weren’t completely close yet, but I could sense that she was starting to open up to me.She no longer looked at me with cold or sharp eyes. Instead, she was calmer, able to have a conversation with me like any ordinary person would.We weren’t a couple—not yet—but for me, this was already more than enough.I took a sip of my coffee, savoring its distinctive aroma and the bittersweet taste that lingered on my tongue.The croissant smelled even more fragrant, even though it was no longer warm. It was the perfect companion to a
Lenka’s POVLately, I’ve realized that I’ve been paying more attention to Michael than before.That man always seems to be within my line of sight, making me want to look at him even without meaning to. His captivating face, his presence that draws the attention of other women, and the aura he gives off just by sitting there.The usually peaceful and calm atmosphere of the coffee shop feels slightly different with him around. As if my café has somehow become an inseparable part of him.A strange feeling wraps around me.I try to hold myself back, not wanting to show him that I keep watching him—especially when I saw that woman approach him.I also notice that he has been looking at me more often, but I fight the urge to meet his gaze.When the woman finally leaves, he leans back in his chair, looking relaxed. Before I know it, I’m already standing in front of him, staring at him in silence.His eyes widen as he looks at me.I see a glimmer in his gaze as he calls my name.“Lenka?”I h
Lenka's POVI sat across from Michael, still struggling to process his earlier words. I couldn't believe it.I already knew that he never ended up marrying Ava—he had confirmed it himself. But beyond that, I had never sought out any more information about them.Their relationship had never seemed anything but harmonious in my eyes.Well, that woman always exaggerated their affection, flaunting it in a way that only deepened my pain, while he never rejected her advances.Years ago, I had assumed they would end up together and that their two groups would unite. But reality was far different from what I had imagined.Instead, she caused trouble and ran away. She never became the partner Michael had always claimed to want and cherish.What really happened between them?I looked at him, forcing myself to stay composed. "Didn’t you have a good relationship with that woman?"He met my gaze, raising an eyebrow."Did it seem that way? From the very beginning, she was the one who wanted our rel
Lenka’s POV“Won’t you be serving that cake, miss?”I snapped out of my thoughts, blinking and then looking toward Tina, then at my hand holding the tongs.I was supposed to have served the cake to the guest my staff was attending to, but there was no longer a line at the cashier, and he was just staring at me, waiting for me to serve his order.It seemed like I had been standing still, doing nothing, for quite some time.I swallowed, took the cake, arranged it on a plate, and handed it to Tina. “Sorry, I almost forgot about it.”“It’s alright, miss.”She quickly took the cake to a guest, while I stood there in silence.My conversation with the man still lingered in my mind. I felt frustrated, but I also couldn’t fully blame him for taking the opportunity.He was the type of person he was—a mafia boss and businessman who knew exactly what steps to take. I thought that he probably applied the same approach when dealing with me.I wasn’t as skilled as he was, and the only business I had
Lenka's POVIf it weren't for Felix's request, Lenka wouldn't have wanted to fulfill her child's wish. The three of them walking together seemed like a small family.Felix had invited both her and Michael to a festival in the city.He was in between us, holding each of our hands and swinging them joyfully. He was truly happy.I couldn't bring myself to protest again when my child invited that man once more."Mom, Mr. Michael saved us. I want to take him out so he doesn't just stay at the café all the time. So, please don't refuse."From there, my child truly knew how to stun me. Even with an excuse he had used many times, which was true.It was me who couldn't be honest about the real reason behind my resistance when facing Michael.I just stayed silent, not saying much during our journey until we finally arrived. My mind was wandering, and I didn't want to keep looking at that man.Still, it was Michael who broke my thoughts."Would you like some gelato?"I looked at him and then at
LenkaIt’s been a long time since I’ve been here. In fact, I’ve only been here once before. I experienced so much fear, a deep trauma. And when I arrived at my father’s grave, I remembered that brutal murder.Jonas was the one who did it, if only I had realized it back then. He wore a mask and quickly stabbed my father, stepping on him, and everything I remember could make my head spin and make me want to vomit. Now, it’s a bit better; I haven’t felt that way in a while. In reality, it may be because Jonas is dead—my vengeance was fulfilled.But maybe this isn’t just about vengeance. The fate that tangled between us was truly unpleasant and intriguing, causing terrifying things to happen.I took a deep breath. I felt relieved because now I could be in front of my father’s grave, holding the gravestone, as if I was speaking directly to him.“Dad, forgive me for only coming here now.” I paused for a moment. I felt that Dad would definitely understand my actions. “Dad, this is my son, yo
Lenka"Are you going to keep watching those ducks, Felix?"We sat under a tree, with a large lake in front of us and a line of ducks swimming. The sight was calming without us even realizing it.We had been watching them for a long time, and I didn’t think of it as an issue at all. It’s just that maybe Felix wanted to do something else. He had brought a book to read peacefully, and there were many guards around us.Michael seemed to be talking to Diego, while on the left, preparations were being made for something we could enjoy later."They’re doing the things they like. It must be fun for them, floating on the water." Felix spoke without shifting his focus. His hands remained on the book."Do you want to go on a boat?" I asked him.We could do that, and Michael would definitely go with us. Going on a boat together sounded fun; we hadn’t done it together before.Felix looked at me and gently shook his head. "No, Mom. I’m hungry."His attitude was so innocent and endearing. Just then,
LenkaIt was a heavy burden, knowing that he had gone through so much pain. The truth was, Felix was still just a child — he should never have had to experience anything like this.The calmness he showed wasn't something to be happy about. He didn’t want to do anything.The specialists said he was dealing with trauma.On that bloody day, he had learned too much — far too much for someone so young to bear. He found out that his father was a mafia boss, and that the man he trusted was a killer. He had witnessed death itself.Terrifying things had taken root inside his mind, growing into a constant terror."What should we do?" Michael’s soft voice was full of concern as he wrapped his arm around me.Both of us turned to the doctor standing before us."Young Master Felix needs support from the people around him," the doctor said. "This healing process could take a long time, and your support is crucial."I already knew that... But every time I saw Felix's empty, lifeless expression, it to
LenkaI had forgotten about her; I was too focused on the visible enemy, thinking the most dangerous one I was facing right now was Jonas.But the figure that had just whispered near my ear was this woman. It had been such a long time since I last saw her, and it froze me for a few seconds. She was another nightmare.She was Ava.She smiled at me, and that’s when she immediately grabbed my hand, pulling me into her reach. With the knife at my throat, I could feel the coldness of it, and it was terrifying.“Ava! You slut, what are you doing!?”Jonas shouted.“Let her go, Ava!” Michael commanded.This time, both of them were not focused on their fight but on me. It was so annoying to see Jonas pretend to care about me when he was the one who wanted me dead earlier.“Because this woman destroyed my life, I think it’s better if she dies too, don’t you think?” She glanced at Michael and Jonas alternately.“I should have killed you a long time ago.” Jonas spoke. He stepped forward, but with
LenkaI always prayed and believed in Michael, trusting that he would keep his promise to me. Looking at myself in the mirror, even though my face was covered in makeup, it didn’t make me happy at all.My heart was pounding painfully. Felix entered the room and hugged me."Mom, is he a bad man?"Hearing his question, I actually didn’t want him to know about this at all. That’s why it took me a while to respond.Felix, looking at me gently, held onto my wedding dress. "Mom, you’re going to marry him.""Yes," I gently stroked his head, kissing his forehead. "Felix, stay calm and listen to them."Felix, who was silent, seemed to understand my meaning. I was sure of it because he was an insightful child. Then, before we left the room, he nodded. I became more at ease.My hope in Michael continued to grow; I wanted him to one day save me and Felix.Or, I wouldn’t hesitate to kill that man with my own hands once I made sure everything was in place. I didn’t want to lose anyone else besides
MichaelHis obsession made him incredibly captivating—I’d call it clever, or maybe just plain insane.Tini was a long journey, dealing with permits due to it being a different country. With so many people involved, he tried to make me question what actions I should take. Bringing in a large force would only make it easier for us to be attacked from another front.Have I ever mentioned the man who has the same face as Diego?I haven’t, not even Lenka knows about it—because he acted as the “cattle warden.” Living on a farm, it seemed like an incredibly peaceful life. But beneath the large barn filled with milk-producing cows, there was a hidden laboratory—for drugs and weapons.He was a warden, yes, but a cruel one.With the passage of time and the actions I took, that warden eventually left his cozy little spot and moved into the center of The Noctis' power. He became someone highly trusted today.Dalton—he was staring at me from the phone screen.“I’ll guard it well, boss.”He looked
MichaelAnother explosion and the attack were just a diversion.I’ve confirmed that it was a very well-organized distraction, and what makes me so furious with myself is that I only now realized this house has a basement or an escape route.Bastard.I told myself how stupid I was, how everything turned into a mess because this was completely unexpected. When I found out there was another way out, I punched the wall over and over again.“Damn it, how could I not know this?”This house has stood for hundreds of years. I once heard from my father that my great-great-grandfather bought it when all his businesses were flourishing. But I’ve never heard anything about an underground escape route.I followed the path and ended up in a different part of the property. My men wouldn’t even be able to spot this from where they were.“Jonas… where did he get the blueprint for this house?” My voice trembled as I spoke, clenching my fists.I’m absolutely certain that not even my family knows about t
Lenka"What nonsense are you saying?"Immediately, my body froze upon hearing his words. I looked into his eyes, which were still filled with excitement. Something bad was starting to surface, and I wanted to know it now."Lenka, I already know we are destined to be together." He lowered his gaze, but I could tell he was still smiling widely. "You and I cannot be separated, and in two days, we will be married."Chills ran down my spine, my whole body shivered hearing his words."No... I don't want to marry you, Jonas. I don't want to because you're a bastard!"He remained calm, shook his head slightly, then hugged me and quickly released me."Lenka, it's useless for you to reject this because we will be married soon." He smiled."Get out!"I pointed at the door, my chest aching so much. With sharp eyes and a face red with anger, he responded with calmness."Alright, I'll leave now. I want you to prepare yourself because you will be shocked by our marriage."The more angry I became, th
Lenka"You're completely insane, Jonas. You made yourself look like a hero, but it turns out you're the villain!"My eyes stayed locked on him—I couldn’t look away from what he’d done."You threatened me by using Felix…"My hands trembled. Two of his men moved closer and grabbed my arms. Instinctively, I shoved them off."Jonas! You truly—"My scream stopped short as I watched him put Felix to sleep using a handkerchief, covering the boy's nose with it."What are you doing!?"This time I lunged forward, grabbing his hand to take Felix from him. But Jonas held onto me tightly, restraining me with a strength I couldn’t fight. His men held me down."Lenka, this is what's best for him. Or would you rather he knows everything?"He touched my cheek with his index finger, wearing a small smile that felt like a thousand needles. Before I could curse him again, they started dragging me away."We have to leave now, my dear Lenka."We exited the room. I hoped someone would come to save us, that