The Pact

“Why… why… why are you here?” Vittore was the first person to speak. He was sweating from every orifice. All could see the fear on his face. He looked like he saw a ghost.

To be fair to everyone, everyone thought they were staring at a ghost.

Michelangelo was asked to stand in a corner by Vicktor. He could not believe what he was seeing. Five girls, Renata, Hazel, Sameeksha, Valentina and Ambrosia, clad in black with swords and guns in their hands, of course, Ambrosia with a bazooka was standing before him. What he could not believe was Renata was wearing a five-inch heel and she was dragging a man with her, yet she had no issues walking in it.

Once she was punished because she could not walk in heels but now, she was walking like she was gliding on water. What?!! His heart was ready to jump out of his chest.

He wanted to run to the woman standing in the front but there were too many people in his way. He could not believe what he was seeing. He had buried her a few days ago yet sh