PUNISHMENT
CHAPTER 17 [ When they thought they are safe, that’s when the devil paid a visit like a thief...]
WARNING: [ This include scenes, which is inappropriate for a younger audience. If you are below 18, you can stop reading and leave. Thank you ]
Humans has been said to deal with two nature at least. One is to be good, and the other one is to be bad, evils camouflage as sheep taken leverage and pulled oblivious towards where end meets death. There is no rescue. Life sow, and reap, no mercy heed, and all pledge overthrown and misheard. Bleak darkness meekly lay still, but the danger lurks, and strike unknown prior to who could detest that danger. It was like a thief, it stole, when the owner bound on sleep, and to woke up with an utter misfortune laid right in front of him. It’s horrible, and that’s what waiting for the unconscious Laura—tied, and helpless.
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SAN MIGUEL DE ALLENDEChapter 18 [Imprisoned innocence, blues and nightmares trailing on its heed]Torn, Rio had never realize how much the time she spent seize on those thoughts running wild on her head. The nightmares brought carry on until this day. Her childhood devils. Demons in seek of refuge, on distraught bemused the moment they took accounts her on the thread line presupposed to live, yet fate placed its judgement and the die rolled death.She knew what she’s risking once she agreed. She barely knew him. She may have her suspicions, but she couldn’t just disposed some possibilities of coincidence so forth that could lead to dead end. To hope for something impossible leading hatred on trail. However, what blooms left by those night filled steams and utter seduction were much different. Indifferent feelings that should be suppress or it would mean more than the shattered so
THE BILLIONAIRECHAPTER 19 [ She was taken at least to attest, to fall on his trap as the devil rejoice for his new victim... ]“It is alright, even if you don’t show up in El Casa for today, Ms. Eve.”One thing Rio isn’t fancy at all were surprises. She wasn’t expecting the call as she had never received anything, especially from Beatrice until today. Had it mean anything? Yes. It could fall for different reason and assumptions she have in mind. Her mood turned sour, recalling the talk she had the other day with her own boss, Chicago. She was summoned only to get told that she won’t longer performed publicly on stage, but solely her service would be given to Mr. Del Fierro.[RIO’S FLASHBACK]Rio did not bothered herself to knock, she came barging in on El Casa in spite of the fact that it wasn’t her working hours yet. Dressed in a casual blue sh
LEADCHAPTER 20 [ When they seek justice, oftentimes, they were given the hint at how loud some cries for mercy....]BELIZE STATIONThe sky are clear. The day seems great. It deems to continue until the night, but it wasn’t as good as to what the Belize Station is currently dealing with. Life has been sow on San Miguel De Allende. It was grotesque. Nobody could put into words how much the corpse experienced torment it had never been into before.VICTIMS IDENTITYNAME: ADAM MARCEL NUEVOAGE: 25 YEARS OLDADDRESS: SAN MIGUEL DE ALLENDE, MEXICOCAUSE OF DEATH: BLOOD LOSS AND CONCUSSIONAdam as he was identified deals with major wounds that were intended to hurt badly, while he was being tortured alive. There are sign of resistance, bruises that morphed into a much darker colour embarking that the corpse has been there for more than 24 hours and more
NUEVO LEONCHAPTER 21 [... And so she sealed a pact with the devil...]NUEVO LEONRio drew in a deep breathe.The room she’s expecting to woke up and laid her eyes weren’t the same office, where she was brought in. The cushion, where clothes were shred by haste has been replaced by a large bed. It’s a king size bed, much softer, and comforting, but she haven’t had any idea how did she end up there. The walls intricate by curves and engravings she wasn’t familiar with. However, to her expense, she wasn’t oblivious about the pottery and ceramics made by Ru-ware. She saw them on the news. How suddenly it attracted a dense crowd auctioning million dollars and more.[Fun fact: A tiny Ru-ware brush washer has become the world’s most expensive ceramic after it was sold at Hong Ko
HER MEMORIESCHAPTER 22 [...Morales that were overthrown, debt due paid heed, the rabbit thought that to sprint would be ease, not minding the chains she was clasped with...]“How was your sleep?” His voice is warm.Midnight tap softly the napkin on his lips to remove the remnants left by their food. As for breakfast, both of them had its usual pancake, boiled eggs, spam, and a lot of that were decorated to be more poise and fancy.Rio licked her lips.When she lifted her head from her plate, their eyes locked, and it has the same dark shadow that earn a blissful blush from her. Her cheeks flared into a vibrant crimson. Rio, as much as she wanted to ignore her reddening cheeks, she couldn’t. Not when she could see clearly the amusement drawing closer on Midnight’s lips.“Mind if you share some t
MADNESSCHAPTER 23 [...When the tiger scornful to escape, the mouse suffer—presumably, it was put in anguish more on the doorstep of death...]She was gone, before she realized it.Seething wild, her anger crashes in a tidal wave. The rage drove her unbalanced, teetering at the edge of a dangerous, yet desperate precipice. It was a sudden chilling insight. It was that madness so consuming that whipped and lashed out. She snapped, sinking to an utter angst fury fuelled by the growing outrage weighing between what he have done or perhaps, Rio is mad, because she was suddenly reminded of what took place leading for stolen memories and childhood.Her expression—suffice to the image she had seen that night. The decapitated head heedless torn skin, and bent knees curved and twisted until broken. The soulless pit. Gauge orbs, whom hunted Rio for so long. It was unset
PAXTON GARETTE DEL FIERROCHAPTER 24 [What she seek she couldn’t find, what she feared the most she’d been hunted...]Some would say that there are memories we have, but we failed to remember. Scenes that play over and over again inside our head, but we are in denial and so they were buried in depth. They had been blocked, walled and put through onto the deepest part of our hearts and so no matter how much we try, they wouldn’t resurfaced. They would be there – they would float, and go, but never to be recalled. Revered to underlie beneath, yet to go beyond, when you grasp and they slip more towards the darkness and disappear.However, there are instances, where those refute to profess appeared, when one least expect it to.“Hnnggg.” The groans left from her slightly parted lips express the consciousness that lapse way past bef
THE DANGERCHAPTER 25 [ Those, who dreams to be heard would be heed, aggravated calls; victims of their own prejudice and obduracy, hence, the one buried would taste the light that were once stolen…]BELIZE, MEXICO [DETECTIVE RUSCOV AND DETECTIVE REED]“We’ve been here for days, yet we haven’t seen anything suspicious yet.” Reed yawned.What he said were quite true.It was exactly right as Ruscov and him began tailing Rio, and her whereabouts. It’s been days, and restless nights that both haven’t had enough sleep. Perhaps, ever since the case started. She’s been there, except when they arrived yesterday and they hadn’t seen her going out to where El Casa was as they least expected to, since that’s where Rio was working. Same as the other victims, and the previous one right before the massacre and abduction occurred in Mexico. T