As Amethyst sat in the living room, her heart raced despite her outward calm. She had just sent a crucial message to Venna and Maureen, warning them about Jonathan's true nature. Now, she had to maintain her composure as Jonathan entered the room unexpectedly. Amethyst almost fainted because of Dylan's sudden entrance. Fortunately, she finished what she had to do and exited the tab she was using right before Jonathan entered. Jonathan's presence made her pulse quicken, but she kept her eyes fixed on the laptop screen, pretending to be engrossed in a drama playing there. He heard Dylan's footsteps just a meter away from the room, which is why his finger hurried to type on the keyboard. She couldn't afford to let any sign of nervousness or guilt show on her face. Jonathan approached, glancing over her shoulder at the screen. "What are you watching?" Jonathan asked casually, his tone betraying the tension in the room. Amethyst swallowed her anxiety. She turned to Jonathan, smiled,
Amethyst gritted her teeth when Jonathan left the room after their making session. He didn't know what was wrong with him; how was he able to feel leisurely despite Jonathan teasing him? What entered his mind, and he was able to agree to it? Yes, they're husband and wife, but that's only on paper.Or so she thought.Well, Amethyst thinks he's the only one who doesn't recognize Jonathan as her husband. After all, he doesn't love her. Also, he knew there was a reason why he agreed to marry her.That's right, he can't not know about that.Amethyst grimaced as she stood up from the bed to take a shower. She felt dirty.Even though Amethyst felt pleasure despite the fact that Jonathan was her sex partner, she still couldn't help but feel lonely. If it was Dylan... What if it was Dylan? Will he leave after sex?No, there is no way that Dylan would have sex with her. But she wishes she had gathered her courage and asked him for a night.Amethyst sighed and started to take a shower. She scrub
Jonathan left first when he saw that Amethyst had seen the whole building. Amethyst didn't know if she should be happy or not. First, he has his own coffee shop, but at the same time, he can't feel it. From the location of the building, design, items to be sold on the menu, and staff, all of that was taken care of by Jonathan. Yes, she's grateful to have staff and a building, but she can't be happy.After she assessed everything, she went back to the car and told the driver where she wanted to go. Since he had said goodbye to Jonathan, the driver didn't say anything more. The one that is going to observe her and watch her is the driver, who is always with Jonathan.The whole ride was quiet, and this made Amethyst feel depressed.When she arrived at the place, she couldn't help but smile. This sunflower field really never fails to help her lighten up her mood.Amethyst walked through the field of sunflowers, the golden petals swaying gently in the breeze. She still can't forget the day
"Misis Reid."Amethyst stopped walking when she entered the house because she was suddenly greeted by a maid. "Yes?""Sir Reid says that when you arrive, I will tell you to go straight to his office."Amethyst frowned. "Is he going to tell me something?"The maid shook her head. "I don't know; he didn't say. My only order is to tell you when you arrive to go to his office."Amethyst stared at the maid and then sighed. She nodded. "Okay."Amethyst didn't say anything and just went to Jonathan's office. She knocked, and the door opened. Jonathan's office was dimly lit, with the only source of light coming from his desk lamp. Amethyst immediately frowned and knew that this was not going to end well.The room was filled with the scent of leather and expensive cologne. "Oh, Amethyst, you're here," Jonathan said.'Is he drunk? ' Amethyst asked herself. However, she does not care if he is drunk or not."Do you need anything?" Amethyst asked, feigning innocence.She's tired, and she really wa
Three days after visiting the sunflower field, Amethyst found herself walking through the hallway of Jonathan's house, her thoughts scattered and her heart heavy. No matter how many times she rubs her skin, no matter how many times she takes a bath, she still doesn't lose the feeling when Jonathan touches her. The disgust is still in her.Amethyst just took a deep breath and then decided to head to the garden. That was the only place he could go. Even though she is Mrs. Reid, even though she is married to Jonathan, there are still parts of the house that she cannot go to, but Jonathan's staff can. Of course, Amethyst knows that it is related to La Victima Mafia.There is no need to rush; he needs to be careful. After all, Amethyst is still not sure if Jonathan is really the boss of La Victima Mafia.Walking down the hallway, Amethyst couldn't help but hear voices not far from where she was. The echo of her footsteps on the polished floor was the only sound she allowed herself to focus
Amethyst strolled through the garden, her eyes drifting over the vibrant array of flowers. The sun was warm on her skin, and for a moment, she let herself bask in the simple pleasure of the moment. Somehow, she felt free in this part of the house. He does not feel suffocation due to tension. Even though someone was following her, that man followed her at a discreet distance, a silent shadow she had grown accustomed to since her marriage to Jonathan. Even if he wants to get rid of it, he can't. Well, that's Jonathan's rule, and if Amethyst doesn't follow it, there's sure to be a discussion. It will only doubt him more.Also, for Amethyst, it's good that this person is following her. His presence was a constant reminder of the vigilance required in her new life. A reminder that he is not here to have fun or to be kind. She's here with her own mission.Despite the man's watchful eyes, Amethyst's mind began to clear. She pushed aside the negativity that had clouded her thoughts for days.
The room fell silent after Amethyst's confident retort. The men resumed their discussion about their businesses, their voices a low hum of serious conversation. Amethyst listened carefully, her face an impassive mask of polite interest. She remained silent and had no intention of getting involved. She followed their conversation and took everything to heart. She didn't even bother to look at everyone's faces. All she did was sit down, act like a coward, and be uninterested in their conversation. However, little did they know that Amethyst was starting to absorb every piece of information they were talking about. It's not new for Amethyst to be able to memorize names and conversations right away, so it's not difficult for her to inform La Xiena Mafia. The only difficulty for Amethyst is how she can deliver it without them noticing. Meanwhile, across the table, the woman who had antagonized Amethyst earlier sat silently in her se
As the meeting began to disperse, Miranda stayed behind, a haughty expression on her face. He still wouldn't let Amethyst get out of that place where he didn't doubt her. Miranda wanted her dead, after all. Because of Miranda, Amethyst took what should be hers. Which is, this made Amethyst want to laugh at her. After all, there is nothing like him. Or maybe there is, but it didn't work out. Seeing Amethyst's reaction, Miranda felt more annoyed. She raised an eyebrow at Amethyst, her disdain palpable. She was known for this. Thus, Miranda didn't even care at all. "How come you looked so nervous when we were talking about the mafia?" she asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Amethyst stared at him. Amethyst didn't know whether to laugh or look at Miranda like she was a fool. After all, for normal people, talking about the mafia really makes the heart beat faster. And now she's asking her if she looks nervous. Of course, he has
In order for them to talk more properly, Amethyst immediately took Dylan to where he was staying. Amethyst led Dylan down a narrow path to a small, cozy house nestled among the trees. This is the only house that no one lives in, and the owner also lets him live in it because his son is not there to take care of the house. Because the house needs to be taken care of so that it doesn't get damaged immediately.Because it was the afternoon that Dylan arrived, the change in the sky could be seen immediately. The evening sun cast a warm glow over the village, adding a sense of tranquility to the scene. Dylan rarely gets to see it, so as Amethyst leads Dylan to where it's staying, Dylan can't help but be impressed.When they got to the house, Dylan looked at it. The house wasn't old, but it wasn't the kind of house he wanted Amethyst to live in either. For Dylan, all the best must be given to Amethyst. Amethyst deserves all the best; that's why the house that Amethyst lives in now is not pe
Now that he knows that Amethyst is still alive, his determination has never wavered, and his hope has raised even more. He never stopped looking for Amethyst. For seven grueling months, he poured a lot of resources and effort into finding Amethyst; even one day, he didn't stop until he got any information about Amethyst's whereabouts.With many sleepless nights and a lot of information coming in, most of it is not true. However, one day, one of his private investigators called him and said that he had the same information. A private investigator said that all the leads he got led him to a small, secluded village far from the city. The private investigator has not yet confirmed if it was true or not, but he wanted Dylan to know about it. Since he's not updating Dylan on everything he had to say, Dylan felt that his words were even more solid than those who reported him with wrong information.When Dylan received the tip from this private investigator about Amethyst's location, he did n
When Dylan brought Nancy and Alice to the front of the headquarters, he immediately returned. As he turned away, the smile he was giving to Amethyst's mother and aunt disappeared. Right now, he is happy because there is a chance that Amethyst is still alive. Now, all he had to do was find it.He will really do his best to find her.Dylan went to the floor with the elders by his side. Those old people are the ones who have always supported his decision. However, if they could do something, he wouldn't hesitate to punish them as well. Punishments are the same at all levels. It's more severe in the higher ranks because they need to be controlled.As Dylan walks the dimly lit corridors of La Xiena Mafia, he can't help but think about the things he should be doing. This is also one of the reasons why he will talk to those old people. To also get their suggestions and ideas.When Dylan was approaching the office room of the old geezers, he knew there was someone there. It was because the so
When the fire was extinguished on the floor where Amethyst's ward was, leaving the smoky ruin, they were sure it was safe. When the firefighters entered, Dylan didn't give up, so they didn't do anything but put on the firefighters' protective gear. They knew it was illegal, but they couldn't do anything because it was Dylan.Even so, when he arrived at the very floor of Amethyst's ward, he was not allowed inside the building because it was still hot. He stood at the edge of the scene; his eyes were red and filled with wild, desperate hope. He knows that there is a good chance that Amethyst is gone, but he is still clinging to the hope that Amethyst will not leave him.It didn't take long; his heart almost dropped when he saw firefighters holding a stretcher with a body wrapped around it."No," Dylan said softly. His whisper made him tremble, and he shook his head violently. "No, it can't be her," he added.When they got down, they couldn't help but ask Dylan's face for meaning. When t
When Dylan came out of Amethyst's room, his heart was heavy with conflicting emotions. He clenched his fist and couldn't help but feel the pain. He took out his phone and dialed Nathan and Alex's numbers. His fingers were still trembling. He wanted to be happy, but he was still worried.When they answered, he barely managed to get the words out of his mouth. "Meet me at my condo," he said, his voice hoarse. "I have something to tell you guys."When Nathan and Alex heard this, they didn't hesitate to go to Dylan's condo. With what is happening now with Dylan, they really need to observe. Just because they killed everyone who went against Dylan's wishes didn't mean that everything was fine.When Nathan and Alex arrived, they found Dylan at his kitchen counter, a bottle of whiskey in his hand. Dylan looked at them, and they didn't know what to feel. Dylan looked up at them with bloodshot eyes and a haunted look on his face."The fuck? What the hell are you doing right now, Dylan?” Nathan
Amethyst hesitates to enter Amethyst's room in the hospital owned by their mafia. It was in the middle of the night, and he always visited him at a time like this. He felt that he couldn't visit Amethyst in the morning because he couldn't face Amethyst's mother and aunt. He knew that even though they knew the reason why Amethyst agreed to get married, even though Dylan knew that they wouldn't blame him for this, with his conscience, he couldn't help but feel that these were all his fault.He felt like a coward, like a man who had failed her in every possible way.Take a deep breath before opening the door. He opened it very gently and stepped inside. The room is as gloomy as it was before and was only dimly lit by the light from the moon outside that entered through the window.Dylan also immediately saw Amethyst; as usual, she was still sitting and staring out the window. She is staring outside with a distant look, her mind seemingly lost in a far-off place. It was like she wasn't st
Two weeks.Two weeks passed, and Amethyst's situation was still the same; nothing had changed. She was still trapped in her own world. The other one of the doctors, if there is anything that can bring him back to reality, is if he is heard or given what he wants. But no one knows it.For two weeks, the only thing sustaining nutrients in Amethyst's body were the IV drips. Amethyst has lost weight, and her face can no longer look like it used to. He changed too much.Her once vibrant presence that could bring energy to everyone was like a bubble that suddenly disappeared; it was now a ghostly shell. If you look at it, when his eyes are closed because they don't respond, he looks like he's comatose. If it was open, her eyes stared vacantly into the distance, as if her mind were traveling as far as her eyes. Unseeing and unresponsive.When Nancy and Alice found out what happened to Amethyst, when they were able to leave their hiding place, they i
Dylan stared for a few moments at the lifeless bodies of Jonathan and the woman who died for him. Both of them lay crumpled on the floor, but Dylan had no intention of changing his position. Dylan only stood in front of them with a sneer on his lips. Even though he didn't feel like winning, he still couldn't help but be sneered at.Jonathan's face, once twisted in anger, is now frozen in shock and pain. Of course, Dylan didn't give him a chance to recover from his emotions. Miranda's face, however, looked soft and as if it were ready to die."Pathetic," Dylan muttered, shaking his head and mockingly looking at them. He knows that he has also committed many sins, but these two people are much worse than him. That is what he thinks. "He loved her enough to let her die for him, but he still married another woman." Dylan shook his head and then looked emotionlessly at the two bodies lying on the floor. "No respect at all."Dylan ignored it and started walking away from Jonathan's corpse.
If you look at Jonathan's entire mansion, it shows its destruction. Some expensive items were broken, and some furniture worth millions was wasted. Anyway, Dylan didn't care about it. All that was on his mind was to save Amethyst. Meanwhile, some of his staff are regretting it because they can benefit others if they sell.Of course, they are still in the right frame of mind to not use things that their opponent has outgrown. However, they wanted to sell it so that they could have extra money.In one part of the mansion, the dim light of the burning mansion cast flickering shadows on the walls. It's obvious that Dylan has no intention of leaving anything in the mansion. It is also said that Dylan asked some of his subordinates to go and retrieve some important documents in Jonathan's office that Jonathan did not find. And of course, it was led by L.K., the strongest spy of the La Xiena Mafia inside the La Victima Mafia.Dylan was standing in a corner. Dust and smoke filled the air, and