"Prepare documents for the confiscation of Mrs. Natalie Kickers' assets even though they are not yet due." "Okay Madam Leah, we'll review it." "No time to review because I want today," I said insisting on asking for their action today. Because I want to see that tragedy happen before my eyes. This is the right time when that man will come. "Um, I'll—" "I called the CEO and he asked me to coordinate with you. Try asking him if you don't believe me." "Oh, okay Madam, I will immediately prepare the file," he said quickly without much further reasoning. He thought I ordered him without his boss's approval. Everything can be arranged quickly if you have a superior relationship. It's all because of Nicholo.Sometimes I am grateful to have been allowed to meet someone like him. God always has unexpected plans. For everyone we have ever known, there will be a benefit that we can take away."Is Kickers Company's bad debt approaching the limit?" "Um, it's being checked Madam, please give
To find out the enemy's condition, we have to get close to them intensely. Britney's condition was pierced by a knife as deeply as I experienced, resulting in heavy bleeding. Anthony's moved quickly to get his beloved daughter into the car. Anthony's face looked worried, especially Natalie, who was holding the child's head while crying. "Hang in there darling, you'll survive." No Natalie! She must die! The car moved quickly towards the hospital, and the banking credit manager and I followed behind them. Just wondering which hospital they went to. "Mrs. Leah, do you also want to go inside to see the process?" asked this man while glancing at me. "I'm not his family, what reason do I have to follow them," I said. I originally intended to use someone else to infiltrate the hospital. My guards have followed us. "It's easy, just say, do they need blood."Instantly my brain started to think faster because of what he said. Earlier, I was only going to give Britney time to survive even fo
I am grateful that I have Nicholo who loves me and always wants to look after me even though he doesn't want to touch me. Unconditional love, he knows himself that old age doesn't seem worthy of touching me anymore.Therefore, when I came to see him, he sobbed and cried, promising to always be behind me for revenge. He taught me many things. Martial arts, shooting, arrows, knives, and motorbikes. I now put all the knowledge he gave into practice. Without having to use makeup to cover my real face, I wore a brown jacket and skinny jeans. My hair flowed backward after being covered by the helmet. I stalked El behind a tree and not long after I came she came out of the bank hugging a big bag which was money. Sly boy, you stole what should be mine. I started the motorbike and headed towards the car. In an instant, I kicked his butt until he fell to his knees. He pulled a gun from his pocket but I paralyzed his hand with my small knife, sticking it into the seat of his car. "Ahhhh, damn
"You think too much about her that anything related to her is present in front of you. That feeling of guilt is a frightening specter for you, isn't it?" said Lindsay. Stopping Anthony's footsteps which were already climbing the stairs. I surrender behind this display, if he sees me then I will face him with my best smile."You don't deserve to meet her if she's still alive. Please search this house, if she's there," continued Lindsay again."Then let me stay here," said Anthony. He was starting to lose his mind. What would he expect if he met me? I will never forgive him!"Anthony, you don't belong here. All the relatives who didn't accompany you to the grave will come to your house and express their condolences. Come on, let's sit down and eat bread." Mikey's persuasion turned out to be effective in getting him away from the stairs. There's nothing I can do but sit and wait for him to leave here.Conversation after conversation occurred, what was clear was that they were talking abou
As if it didn't do anything. This morning, I came out of the room and casually walked downstairs. My ears slightly detected a commotion from the kitchen. Mikey and his wife are arguing. I stepped slowly to hear a little of what they were arguing about. "No, I don't like you being on Leah's side. It's only because I cheated on you and you were also the victim that you agreed to this action. Doing something like that is criminal, it cannot be justified according to applicable law." "Yes, according to the law, there will be no justice regarding infidelity. Someone's criminal actions are not reported because they have bought into the law. Law enforcers will remain silent if they are silenced by people in power. She was murder victim, she was murdered, and her family was completely murdered. So it's normal if indeed she was the one who killed the people who had hurt her." I cleared my throat to stop their argument. Mikey glanced at me and asked, "Where were you last night Leah?" Does he
"Miss, Mister would like to speak—" I took my bodyguard's cell phone. My phone is out of power and is charging. I returned to the inn which was in a small alley. A place that is not luxurious and closed. I need another disguise because El will have a grudge and will target me. "Yeah, Nick, what's wrong?" "Aren't you finished there yet?" He must miss me. I also miss teasing him. For me, he is my angel, my guardian. "Tonight is the last, I'll finish everything. Maybe in a week, I'll be home." He coughed and cleared his throat loudly. "Are you sick, Nick?" I asked worriedly. He said yesterday he was hospitalized due to spinal pain. "Um, a little. If you can come home tomorrow, I want to meet you." "For God's sake my best boyfriend. You can make a video call, let's change it, I still have a lot of time—" I persuaded him. He could be heard taking a tired breath."No Leah, no ... I... there's no way I could do that." "Oh, you're afraid of being found out?" I taunted and he fell silen
I didn't feel the pain, when my knees hit the ground hard, when I saw the big house burning before my eyes. I looked at the fire that continued to spread in every corner of the house. Not long after, it covered the entire solid foundation. Thick black smoke from the raging fire billowed into the air in the middle of the night. The cool air did not weaken the fire, its flames continued to eat away at this magnificent building. All my memories with him, both bad and good, have disappeared tonight. My heartache was repaid, but the scars never disappeared. "Leah, you can get up, you want to stay at my house again. Lindsay is waiting for you." I do not know what to say. My tongue suddenly became numb, I couldn't form words. Meanwhile, my legs are too weak to move. Slowly it spread to my body which was no longer able to stand straight, fell, and— "Leah!"*** He's handsome, he's my husband, he's my lover, he's wearing a white shirt, holding out his hand to me. His eyes were sad, he was
Steve took me to Aunt Martha's house. Based on good memory, where is the location of the house? When we arrived, many luxury cars were parked in the large yard. It's not surprising, because Anthony's family is big family and they have more than 2 children. Only Anthony has one younger sibling, who knows where Bastian Kickers is. When I married him, his brother was studying in London. "That's Professor Mikey's car, isn't it?" I asked Steve and he nodded. This means that Mikey was the person who conveyed the news about Anthony's death. I felt a little nervous, as a killer. Even though Anthony is evil, he is part of this big family. They just don't like Natalie, not Anthony. The door to the house was wide open, I dared to knock on the door and a servant greeted me. "Who are you?" "I want to meet Aunt Martha, this is her house." "Grandma Martha?" she said confirming and I nodded my head. "Come on in, they're in the back hall." Steve and I were ushered into a quiet house at the front.
Steve always hugged Leah possessively throughout the event. They couldn't leave the party before the guests attending the event left. The guests who came were close relatives so they spent a long time chatting with each other. There was no longer any feeling of awkwardness or anxiety in Leah's heart. She felt very loved by her new husband. Even though in reality they are still the same age, Steve is even older than Leah. but Leah still tried to think that Steve wasn't a little boy. So far, she has always been carried away by age when she was still Anthony's wife. When the dance music played, all the guests present looked for their respective partners. "Would you like to dance with me, my wife?" Steve knelt and kissed the back of Leah's hand tenderly. Seeing that everyone clapped for them. Leah blushed, smiled, nodded awkwardly. Her body resigned itself to being pulled by Steve until her chest was pressed against Steve's broad chest. Leah's hands were around Steve's long neck and Stev
"Now kiss your bride." The oath of allegiance has been spoken from our lips. I felt embarrassed when he started to remove the cloth covering my face. He is my husband. A high-ranking police officer is one of the important people in the police force whose identity is very secretive. My eyes didn't blink looking at him who was so handsome, his hands slowly cupped my face and he crushed my lips slowly and very carefully. His soft kiss made me drift away for a few seconds. The sound of applause from the guests present brought a festive impression to this closed wedding. I don't know what the concept was, because he only invited certain closest people and relatives. "I love you, don't be angry," he said softly with a smile after our kiss broke. I wasn't going to be mad at him but thousands of questions ran through my head. He introduced me to the top police officer along with his wife and friends who I saw with him in the photo. After that, the Anthony family hugged me one by one, they
One medium-sized pizza, I finished it alone before arriving at my destination. The journey only takes thirty minutes to a place like a hotel. A very luxurious place of detention if I were to be kidnapped. Someone greeted our arrival, he chatted with the driver and after that, this man turned to me, "Come on honey, come with me," he said, his body language was like a woman, but he was a man because I saw the bulge in the front of his trousers. I walked behind him. Following him, he entered a room filled with white dresses. Wait, what is this? "Um, may I ask, what clothes will I wear?" "Oh dear, you can take a shower first to freshen up because maybe the groom can't wait to say his vows of allegiance. Your gown are already available, you can wear whatever you want, choose whatever you like." Bride? I will marry, but who will be my husband? Meanwhile, Steve could not be contacted. Is he being held by the Anthony family and this is ... me and Pedro's wedding? Why did he go alone withou
Steve left me alone at his house because he was taking care of something he was hiding from me. He shouldn't be able to hide anything from me anymore. While he was away, I searched his entire house. One by one I entered the rooms. All the rooms look ordinary and there is no luxury in them. There was a cupboard filled with old clothes, probably belonging to his parents. I climbed the stairs, and at the top two rooms were facing each other. One room is locked while the other is not. This unlocked room is wider than the room downstairs. Oh yeah, will I sleep in his room later? There is nothing here and it is clean and well maintained. The bed is neatly made and smells good. Again I stood in front of this locked room. My curious soul couldn't be stopped again, I looked for a gap to open this door. Finally, the door opened and I saw a row of pistols neatly lined up. From the smallest to the largest guns. Does he have a collection of items like this, legal or illegal? He is too mysteriou
"Thank you, if you need anything I will help you, Madam," "Just call me Leah, we look the same age, don't we?" I said while hugging her. "Yeah, I'm too embarrassed to call you that because Steve's grandmother said you were the boss's wife," he answered while glancing at Steve. I shook my head. "Oh, not anymore, we're just exes," I confirmed to her. She is a good girl and could be a new friend for me. She is also polite, and able to keep her distance from Steve. Unlike other women who feel close to male friends, they don't care about the man's lover. I haven't declared him a girlfriend yet. But this girl said that you have made up. What are they talking about me? The car started driving again, his gaze was still looking forward then turned to me as he kissed my hand and then stroked it gently with his thumb. "So, what are your plans next?" "Imprisoned Mr. Theo for attempted murder at the hospital." "Whose murder?" "You forget if someone covered your face with a pillow and that w
I took a deep breath, sticking out my tongue to wet my lips which felt numb. Nestled in Steve's large arms, he waited patiently for my answer. "I—" stammered, looking into his dark eyes, I forgot what vocabulary I wanted to put together into a sentence."I don't want you to be stressed, or depressed because of the endless demands. Always asking for proof and you keep covering up the evidence as best you can. Come on, run away from all this, leave everyone who thinks you are evil, and so on. Or, you already love Pedro. You want to marry him?" I saw jealousy in his eyes, but not selfishness. He would want to give in if I asked him to step down and choose Pedro. Am I selfish, if I close my eyes not to care if he already has a girlfriend? Or will I be able to harm him if Pedro wants me later?"How is your lover?" "She's my friend, the one I asked to pretend." My eyes widened and he smiled. He has made me gawk a lot at his quite annoying behavior. Since last night I felt like a miserable
I laughed when he asked for a second chance. While he said he was heartbroken and now has a girlfriend, it will be my question that demands him. "Steve, yesterday your grandmother said you were heartbroken and now you have a girlfriend. Then, after seeing me, you want a second chance. All of that was a big surprise to me." "I need someone to erase you from my brain. An aggressive woman who might make me forget everything." Aggressive woman? "I need to calm myself down so that my life can be normal and not force myself to have you. I still can't. As long as you are still breathing, you are the one I always want. Not your body, I want to protect you, I love you like Mr. Anthony can't give me that to you. I want to be a loyal man like you want." I was silent, watching his serious face. I don't want to interrupt, I just want to judge whether what he said is trustworthy or just a figure of speech. "My father once said, 'I feel sorry for Azalea, that woman is very innocent and loves he
Coming here actually made Steve's grandmother busy, she made my favorite corn soup. While talking about Steve, who she said was heartbroken. Where does she know? Did Steve call her? Usually, grandsons would not say personal things openly. Don't let this woman suddenly hate me because of me if she finds out that I hurt her grandson. "Does he still work for you?" She asked. She handed me the soup that was ready to be served on the dining table. How do I explain all our problems? Since that night, he no longer contacted me. He doesn't have any work at the office so there's no reason for me to communicate with him anymore. "Not anymore grandma, he probably already has a new job," I said, reflexively and brought the soup to the dining table. I can't possibly answer the truth. Dumping a man who has been good to me all this time just because he slept with my enemy. That's how evil a woman is, she can steal the man her friend loves because of his wealth or feel disgusted if the man she's b
I'm not an innocent woman who doesn't know anything about wanting a man to approach me like this. Moreover, his eyes kept looking at my lips. In my mind two sides were colliding, one wanted to immediately feel his lips, and one side wanted me to survive and avoid. "Do you want to feel and differentiate the touch of a young man's lips that are still fresh, not wrinkled," he said, the tips of our lips slightly touching each other. His fresh-smelling breath made me fall asleep, disturbing the calm of my subconscious. I tried to hold on, when the tip of his nose played between mine, rubbing gently. "I've felt kisses from many men, both ordinary, extraordinary, young and old. I'm not curious about how it feels, young man—" I said while gently pushing his chest away from me. But he insisted on going forward, holding my hand which was removing it from his chest. With a quick movement, he grabbed my waist and brought me onto his lap. Oh, God! He even dared to pull the hem of my dress down