"You seem to be moving a bit slowly, Martin," Haze chuckled. "You might as well accept that I beat you to it before you can tell your wife— well, you're not married anymore, but it seems like... you're chasing after her," he added with an insulting tone. I glanced at Lucas, not hearing any response from him. But I couldn't detect any emotion on his face, quite the opposite of how shocked I was by these events. He was just looking at Iris, who smiled at him and appeared to feel sorry for not being able to get closer to Lucas. I was still in a daze, trying to process what was happening. All this time... They were all around me. How could I be surrounded by people I've long been puzzled about why I was experiencing things that shouldn't have happened? How? I turned my eyes back to Haze, who was now laughing and looking at both Lucas and me. He looked completely different from the Haze I had known. "Are you... Red?" I asked in disbelief. He tilted his head while looking at me. "Yes,
I desperately wanted to go back to Lucas, but I couldn't. Chris was too strong to pull me away from where Lucas was. I almost tripped from the hurry, unable to go back to where Lucas at as I could only hear the gunshots in the distance. "Stay here," Chris ordered as he gently pushed me behind some large barrels. I couldn't even speak as he ran away from me, opening fire with his gun. My vision was getting more blurry, and I felt utterly useless. Fury welled up inside me as I saw Iris hurrying away with a few of her men. I quickly grabbed the gun held by a man who was shot and died in front of me. "Iris!" I tried to get her attention, but the gunshots drowned my voice. I raised my arm and aimed the gun at her. What I didn't expect was Chris yanking me and quickly pushing me behind some barrel to shield us. "Are you out of your mind?!" he shouted in anger. I blinked when Chris stood up and fired his gun. I could only follow him as we moved to another hiding spot. "Wait for me he
I sat in a daze, staring out of my bedroom window. The incidents that happened from that night were still fresh in my mind, and when I looked back on them, it felt like it had happened just yesterday. Despite the time that had passed, everything still felt so fresh. A bitter smile crossed my face when my mom's news replayed in my mind. I looked at the stars above, sparkling in the night sky. They seemed to be whispering to each other, a beautiful sight to behold. I slowly closed my eyes and felt the cool breeze brushing against my face. Tears welled up in my eyes again. Chris and Lucas were on the brink of death, and so was I. We were all disrupted due to Haze's thirst for revenge. But then... if I hadn't left the condo that night to meet Haze, none of this would have happened. There's no one to blame but me, right? I don't really know the exact reason behind Haze's actions, apart from the death of his younger sister and his blaming Lucas for it. I had stayed in the hospital for a
"What are you doing here?" I stepped aside to let Lucas pass. It had been a few minutes since I arrived at his condo, and he had just returned. I couldn't bring myself to look at him directly, overwhelmed by a sense of shame. I wasn't even sure if I should be feeling that way. I was taken aback when he pushed me aside as I followed him. Our eyes met, and it was at that moment that I felt compassion as I looked into his eyes, which seemed weary. The surroundings were dark, and it appeared as if he hadn't had a proper rest yet.My heart ached. "Leave," he told me, gesturing for me to go. I shook my head. "I'll stay here," I said. He shot me a glare. "Why didn't you tell me?" I asked. "I was waiting for you to visit me, you know—""Are you dead?" he asked, cutting me off before I could finish what I am saying. "If I were dead, would you visit me? Would you visit me and your child?" I tried to catch his expression after I say it but I saw no reaction in his eyes, and he didn't see
"Then abort it!" Lucas shouted. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "Are you even hearing yourself?" I asked. My voice were trembling. "Lucas, this is your child! It came from you, and you're telling me to abort it? What kind of father are you?" I questioned him. "You're asking me what I should do with that? Fuck that child. If you don't want to take care of it on your own then might as well kill it. As simple as that. Stop pestering and involve me in your nonsense problems. I have a lot of more important things to prioritize than that damn child," he retorted. I couldn't help but laugh as I looked at him. "More important things? Seriously, Lucas! Is drinking alcohol more important to you? Is that what matters to you? Are you saying that our child is not important? We're talking about your child here! Our child! I am willing to stand by your side, especially in your difficult times, but right now—" "We're already divorced, Aurora. What more do you want? You used to drive me awa
I lightly slapped Lucas's thigh, which I had a firm grip on when he thrust himself into me with all his length. I blinked as my eyes watered. I took a deep breath when he released me. I felt like I was about to vomit. "Put it in your mouth," he ordered, knocking his manhood on my closed lips after what just happened. When he wasn't satisfied, he slapped my face with it, causing me to instinctively grab my cheeks and nose where it had landed. "Damn it! Can't you hear me? I said put it in your mouth!" he commanded angrily. I had no choice but to obey his wishes. I was speechless as I felt his manhood rapidly entering my mouth. I wanted to give up as he thrust it again in deeply.I could feel the sensation of my throat tightening each time he pushed it in. Even though it was painful, I didn't complain. He started groaning and moaning, experiencing the sensation. I was forced to look up at him when he tugged at my tangled hair to prevent it from obstructing my mouth. My eyes seemed t
It was around three in the morning when I received a call from Lucas, who hadn't contacted me after he had kicked me out the previous night. Half-asleep, I groggily answered the call. "Lucas," I mumbled, still half-asleep. "Come there at my condo," he ordered. My eyebrows furrowed, and I struggled to open my heavy eyelids that which were a little bit blurry cause of the sudden waking up. I had just fallen asleep due to my busy schedule, taking care of my parents, who had been extremely busy in the past few weeks. I wasn't sure what exactly they were working on, but I am sure that it was a hundred percent related to the case that they are solving. Nothing new about it but the only difference was that, they are too busy in this certain case that I don't even have a chance to talk to them because sometimes I'll wake up and they're gone, they'll come home when I'm already asleep and sometimes they're almost here at home for a while as if they don't have time to rest. Despite their e
Lucas watched me as I adjusted the head band that I was trying to wear. I couldn't muster the courage to undress in front of him. Even though he was trying to make me wear the undies, the fact that they were transparent made it feel like I was exposing myself to him. I kept my eyes on him as I slowly removed my clothes, waiting for him to reconsider his request. Instead, I saw his eyes soften slightly, and for a moment, the tense atmosphere seemed to waver. There was a glint of curiosity in his eyes, which made me feel even more vulnerable, strangely enough. Swallowing hard felt like I was swallowing my pride along with it. As I completed my transformation into the absurd bunny costume with those damn transparent undies, I couldn't help but feel a mix of embarrassment, resentment, and, surprisingly, a hint of defiance. I couldn't recall the last time I'd been grateful that I preferred to keep myself well-groomed and fresh. "What now?" I asked. I had agreed to this arrangement to pr