"Te amo, Amor."• • •ISRAEL stared right at the window of his office as he played with the gun right across his hand.He could hear the people from the outside chattering in delight as a new woman entered his household and slowly changed the mansion into a so-called "home."His eyes turned to look at his subordinate, who was silently writing his draft when he opened his mouth to speak."Say, what do you think of the woman I brought home?" Israel asked Carlo, which made him lift his head for a second."Señora Althea?" the man inquired before Israel realized his words. He gritted his teeth and just took out a cigarette stick from his pocket."Nevermind," he muttered to himself before he lit the end of it and started smoking in his office."The señora is a meek lady," the man replied after a short while. "She is a beauty I have never seen, but she always had that fear flushed through her face."A smirk suddenly drew attention to his lips."Really?" Israel asked before he leaned his chin
"Endless Nightmare."• • •SHE STOOD there lifelessly as she let the water overflow her body. As it dripped down to her skin, she could feel warmth engulf her all over.Once she finished her agenda at the grave, she quickly rinsed herself off the dirt. It was a good thing the man did not put up a fight and just died peacefully in her hands.She even heard him mutter words of disdain to her, but she could care less about him.She rolled her eyes in the back.Now that she had seen him again after a year and a few months, she couldn't help but feel annoyed.She remembered catching a glimpse of that man named Israel Sibal at an auction party held by the other mafiosos.She attended the event with a man she seduced named Erickson Harrison in an attempt to infiltrate their business information, but she learned nothing worthwhile.However, when she saw him before shooting him dead just earlier, she couldn't help but pity him.It seemed as though he was resisting the curse as best as he could
pg. 01 | prologue"Amor."• • •THE SOUND of the leaves brushing past each other engulfs the whole place as the scenery fills the surrounding with nothing but a pitch black night sky and the dull white color of a full moon. The night had just started and at exactly two o'clock in the morning, the sound of digging could be heard from miles and miles away."Theodora Althea Corazon." A baritone voice speaks in a slow, emphasized manner.His hands were wrapped around a shovel, dressed in a white polo shirt and dirty black pants from the soiled muddy ground.His perfect forehead started to drip while his muscles from the arms flexed to his legs from the constant action of digging.A place for the undead. The cold touch of the air kisses the dry tombstone of a person laying six feet below the ground. A hill of muddy soil soon begins to fill up parts of the ground, and a laid coffin embraces itself in front of him after a long while."Amor, te he encontrado." (Love, I have found you.)His l
pg. 02 | chapter 1"Embrace your death, Amor."• • •LAUGHTER and chatter filled the whole pub as men dressed in black suits, luxurious watches and black formal shoes drink alcohol to their heart's content while also smoking cigars entertained by the women displayed on the stage. Israel, a man of disinterest in women, damps his cigarette stick on the cigar plate while his playmates laughed at the table made for seven. At the center sits a board game that has them grinning from ear to ear."Say, if I win this next round, I'll get a piece of your fortune," a man utters before lifting his cold gaze towards another gentleman. Brown sharp orbs immediately met his and his lips stretched into a devilish grin. The other man simply crossed his legs before lifting a chess piece in his hand. He looked at the board game in front of them and then, slightly removed his mask to drink a tequila shot from his glass."And if I win?" the man taunts, moving his next chess piece towards the queen on the
pg. 03 | chapter 2"We meet again, Amor."• • •"Breaking News! A forest fire was found at a locality close to the Berlinda National Highway Road. It was confirmed that the fire started in the middle of the road with fifteen vehicles engulfed into flames.""The investigators and the police are currently working on the case to find out the cause behind the fire. However, statements from the officials have mentioned that events might have been purposely done to obstruct the project of the President of El Salvador.""Footage of a man wearing a black suit was found at the nearest lighting post. However, confirmation of the man's identity is yet to be given-"Even before all information was entirely given to the localities, a black screen emerged through the channel and only the sound of annoying static engulfed the ears of the listeners.A woman who was profoundly combing her hair in front of a mirror just stared right through her orbs as she removed the tangles in her hair strands.Once
pg. 04 | chapter 3"Sweetie, are you alright?" Althea managed to drag herself back to reality when she heard her partner touch her bare skin. She turned her gaze towards the man still standing in front of her before she gradually accepted it for a handshake."It is nice meeting you, Mr. Sibal," she replied, as though familiarity started to draw on their bare skin touching. She couldn't help but quickly pull out her hand. "I'm sorry, my hand was sweaty," she said, trying to make an excuse for her rude gesture.The man just looked at her with a timid smile."It's alright, I'm used to it," he said meaninfully before his gaze turned back to the old man.The two seemed to start talking in a foreign language about something confidential, and from time to time, the man named Mr. Sibal would turn to look at her.Is this man charmed by her as well?She took a sip of the champage right across the table while her other hand was rolling the sushi using chopsticks. She couldn't help but stare at t
THE ROLLS-Royce Phantom was the brand name of the car that escorted her home the night before the murder.When Althea woke up from a long sleep, the first thing that greeted her the next morning was an invitation to the police station."Good day, may I ask if this is Theodora Althea Corazon?" Upon opening the door to the sound of a person knocking early in the morning, she saw two men dressed in blue uniforms looking at her with a stoic expression on their faces."Yes, how may I help you?" she replied, still rubbing her eyes. It was obvious that she went straight to the entrance when someone started knocking on her door.The man scanned her from head to toe, observing each and every nook of her body.It looked like they were not going to joke around with her, so she remained expressionless.I don't want to waste our time, so I'll get straight to the point. Do you know a man named Peterson Gomez? " The police officer asked her, and so a crease formed on her forehead.What does that man
"Death."• • •Althea's eyes widened in shock when she realized that there were eyes staring right at her.Her heart immediately raced at the sight of the predators staring right at her naked body as she was immobile from the captivity of the crowd.Drops of sweat poured down her forehead as she continued to stare at the red-lipped eyes staring right at her.They all looked like they wanted to prey on her, but all she could do was to silently scream from the inside.When she closed her eyes at the thought of a man leaning forward to lick her on the neck, she screamed at the top of her lungs, putting all of her might into pushing forward to struggle, and that's when she knew she woke up from a nightmare.Althea's body was bathed in sweat as she rose from her bed, the comforter falling slightly towards her thigh.The air-conditioned room suddenly felt too hot and suffocating to her as she got up from the bed and went straight to the washroom to vomit.For some reason, she saw her own li
"Endless Nightmare."• • •SHE STOOD there lifelessly as she let the water overflow her body. As it dripped down to her skin, she could feel warmth engulf her all over.Once she finished her agenda at the grave, she quickly rinsed herself off the dirt. It was a good thing the man did not put up a fight and just died peacefully in her hands.She even heard him mutter words of disdain to her, but she could care less about him.She rolled her eyes in the back.Now that she had seen him again after a year and a few months, she couldn't help but feel annoyed.She remembered catching a glimpse of that man named Israel Sibal at an auction party held by the other mafiosos.She attended the event with a man she seduced named Erickson Harrison in an attempt to infiltrate their business information, but she learned nothing worthwhile.However, when she saw him before shooting him dead just earlier, she couldn't help but pity him.It seemed as though he was resisting the curse as best as he could
"Te amo, Amor."• • •ISRAEL stared right at the window of his office as he played with the gun right across his hand.He could hear the people from the outside chattering in delight as a new woman entered his household and slowly changed the mansion into a so-called "home."His eyes turned to look at his subordinate, who was silently writing his draft when he opened his mouth to speak."Say, what do you think of the woman I brought home?" Israel asked Carlo, which made him lift his head for a second."Señora Althea?" the man inquired before Israel realized his words. He gritted his teeth and just took out a cigarette stick from his pocket."Nevermind," he muttered to himself before he lit the end of it and started smoking in his office."The señora is a meek lady," the man replied after a short while. "She is a beauty I have never seen, but she always had that fear flushed through her face."A smirk suddenly drew attention to his lips."Really?" Israel asked before he leaned his chin
"Amor."• • •THE SOUND of the leaves brushing past each other engulfed the whole place as the scenery filled the surroundings with nothing but a pitch black night sky and the dull white color of a full moon.The night had just started, and at exactly twelve o'clock in the morning, the sound of digging could be heard from miles away."Theodora Althea Corazon Sibal." A baritone voice speaks in a slow, emphasized manner.His hands were wrapped around a shovel; he was dressed in a white polo shirt and dirty black pants from the soiled, muddy ground.His perfect forehead started to drip sweat while his muscles from the arms flexed to his legs from the constant action of digging.A place for the undead.The cold touch of the air kissed the dry tombstone of a person not too far away from him as he continued to dig through the land. He needed the perfect place to fit his wife, as she would rest for a long, long time."No te preocupes, Amor, nos volveremos a encontrar," [Don't worry, Love, we
ALTHEA GASPED as soon as she woke up. When she opened her eyes, she found herself in the same bedroom she used to sleep in and saw a man's face not too far from her. It was none other than her husband who had a worried look on his face while holding onto her hand. "You're finally awake, Amor," the man said, which immediately gave her a sense of guilt. She couldn't help but remember the piece of paper she found at the library and she feared that she was cheating with her husband. "Y-Yes," she replied, stuttering. She couldn't look straight into his eyes upon discovering what she had been doing. "Why won't you look at me in the eyes? Are you hurt anywhere? Is your head still throbbing?" the man asked her one after the other that just made her more guilty. She gulped and then slowly looked into his direction. "I-I'm sorry for causing you trouble, I-I'm fine," she commented. Behind Israel was a man wearing the same white coat but he was a different man from before. He looked familia
"THERE has been no news yet about the whereabouts of the man named Carlo Manolo Cabrera, who was soon revealed as the ring leader of the leading human trafficking and illegal drug distribution throughout the country.""He is said to be hiding from the local police after his dark secret had been found out, and he is now renowned to the world as one of the leading international criminals that should be attended by the world's government.""If in any case you find the man roaming on the streets, please make sure to call the authorities with this number and—"Althea blinked her eyes at the sight of her maid closing the television. Her name was Susan, a 25-year old woman who has been serving the Sibal since she was in her teen years."I'm sorry, madam, but it's already time for your lunch," the woman followed, which just made her nod her head."Alright," she replied before she sat down in the dining area of the vast room while the woman started preparing her food in front of her.For some
HER VISION was filled with the brightest color of white, which made her squint her eyes as soon as she opened them.She could feel her head throbbing badly and her body aching all over.When she roamed her eyes again to look at the place, she was met by the unfamiliar furnishings, which made her crease her forehead."W . . . Where am I?" she asked, almost in a panic at the sight of unfamiliarity. She couldn't remember anything at all, especially how she ended up in such a bad state.Coincidentally, a man wearing a white coat and a woman wearing a uniform came inside her room.The two of them looked freshly cleaned. As soon as their eyes met hers, their eyes widened in shock for a second."Y-You're finally awake, madam!" the man uttered in a stuttering manner. The relief in their voices could be heard, followed by the woman quickly grabbing the telephone to call someone over."What happened? Who are you?" Althea inquired. It feels like her head would explode at any moment at just the
LINDA feared the lights out of her when she heard those words echo from the vast room of the headquarters. As soon as his voice dominated the place, she feared that something bad would have happened to her mistress, but to her surprise, nothing did. The loud, deafening sound of the gun was not aimed at her or Althea at all. It was aimed directly at the man who was about to attack her mistress. Meanwhile, Althea just stood there emotionless, not even blinking at the sight of a body dropping to the ground in front of her. She was like a corpse that was breathing but lifeless. It seemed that her trauma was surfacing on her more and more, and she became an immobile doll.Linda came rushing towards her mistress' side; however, she was immediately halted at the sound of the trigger clicking."A dónde crees que vas?" [Where do you think you're going?] the man repeated. She slowly turned around to look at Hugo and noticed that it was aimed directly at her. She stretched her arms into the t
THE EXPRESSION on her face grimaced as soon as she noticed the doubts in Linda's face. Her eyes were almost crazy-looking as she panted over and over while holding onto her maid tightly on the shoulders. "You won't help me?" Althea asked in a horrid tone, sending Linda a shiver down her spine. "W-What?" Suddenly, she felt her mistress' nails dig into her skin. She could feel her skin scrape as Althea looked at her with those same devouring eyes. At that moment, it felt like her mistress was not the same person at all. "If you're not helping me, I'll kill you," she added, which stopped her breathing for a second. The woman then removed her hands from around her shoulders, and in one instance she felt a knife close to her stomach, inching toward her to stab her slowly.It looked like Althea was determined to stab her if she makes noise or does anything that displeases her, which makes her fear her. She might be a trained subordinate in the Sibals; however, her strength wasn't that gr
"ALTHEA," a man's voice called, which made her open her eyes slowly. As soon as a figure erupted in her sight, her orbs widened in shock, letting out a gasping sound. And in one instance, she woke up from a terrible dream with the face of the man's face engraved in her mind.Those terrible red eyes were staring right at her, lusting after her body. It felt like, for a moment there, she was back in the past.After just a few seconds of her hyperventilating, she noticed she was drenched in sweat. She found herself in the same room she had been sleeping in for the past few months, and beside her was the monster who oppressed her in this small cage.She got up from the bed, her thoughts jumbling all over the place. She walked straight to the washroom, the silence of the room accompanying her. Judging by the moonlight from outside the window, she can tell that the time is moving slowly and that it is only past midnight.She washed her face on the sink, letting the cold touch of the water r