Chapter 35: MCP3 ProjectZaina’s POVFor the gazillion times, I’ve been asking myself why I am here again. Oh, right, they just needed my fucking appearance. How annoying is that?“Get your face out of my sight now, Rebecca,” I said in annoyance.But instead of obeying what I said she went so close to me and showed me her irritating smirk.Darn, that’s so annoying.“I’m still pissed, Rebecca, so stop bugging me,” I warned her venomously.Her smirk widened, and she raised both of her hands while laughing lightly.“Okay, okay, fine, haha. Chill. I just can’t believe you’re here now. It’s been already four years since you left.”I calm down again. They are worse than him in terms of destroying my shits. So annoying. Geez, why do I remember that asshole again?“Rebecca Montenegrin Vianco.” By that, she knew that that was my last warning.Her eyes widened slightly, and she immediately moved away from me.“Gosh, why so grumpy—”She could no longer continue what she was going to say because
Chapter 36: LiesZaina’s POVSitting in the dark room and crying silently. My whole body was shaking because of the wounds and scars I got from the hand of the bad man who killed my parents.That night, when they mercilessly killed them, they chased me and captured me eventually.They put me into a dungeon, a dark, rotten, narrow dungeon. It is their torture chamber.The five-year-old me, trembling in fear and praying for someone who will come and save me.But…No one came.“Do you know why you are here? Kiddo?” An 18-year-old masked man asked me. I can only see his eyes and it is screaming rage and anger.I just emotionlessly stared at him and never talked. Since they put me inside their territory, I have not talked to them or said a single word.Because of my silence, the man in front of me went mad, he slapped me on my cheeks so hard in the way that I couldn’t even taste my own blood.I did not feel any pain. This is one of the reasons why I hate my condition, a rare condition in w
Chapter 37: Mafia KingZaina’s POV“Are you sure?” Rebecca asked me.“Yeah.” I plainly answered.“You’re serious, right? You’re coming with us to the meeting tomorrow?” She said energetically again.Seriously? Why every mafia boss I know is freaking childish? This is really getting more annoying. Geez.“Yeah, but I have one condition. Oh, I mean two conditions.” I said. She looked intently at me and asked me…“What is it?” She asked me. I smirk at her.“First, I won’t talk nor let anyone see my face,” I paused.“And secondly, I’ll leave after the meet-up.” I continued.She raises her left eyebrow to me.“I know that you’re pretty, but isn’t it necessary for you to hide it? Oh, wait, are you in trouble again?” She asked me.I gave her a meaningful look.“Okay, okay, I know that you don’t want someone to recognize you because if someone does, your life will be in danger again?” She said.“I’m always in danger, Rebecca,” I said.“Yeah, true indeed.” She agreed.“About the thing that you
Chapter 38: Vesper MafiaZaina’s POVFrom outside the window’s car, I can clearly see that we are fast approaching the Colter Society.“We’re near,” Rebecca informed me.“Obviously,” I whispered, but I knew she had heard it.“Alright, I forgot you stay here.” I heard her whisper, too.I just ignored her words and fixed my hoody jacket and the black mask on my face.“Why do you need to hide your face, Z? Admit it, you did something cruel, right?” She maliciously asked me.I looked at her and gave her a bored look. She’s talking nonsense again, geez.I raised my one hand and pointed it to her forehead. She hissed when I patted her forehead.“Ouch! That hurts Z! I’m just asking, okay? No need to hurt me!” She exclaimed and caressed her forehead.“Don’t ask too many questions, Rebecca.” I seriously told her, but she just rolled her eyes at me.“Whatever.” She murmured, Crazy bitch.I felt the car slowly stop, and at that time, I knew that we’d reached the high and huge gate of Colter Soci
Chapter 39: PrivacyZaina’s POV"Who is your companion?" I looked at him again when I heard him ask that.Why is he asking so many questions? Did he recognize me? But I doubt it because no one can see my face right now.Rebecca glanced at me, so I gave her a warning look that made her uneasy. Remind me to kill her later; she’s going to expose me with her actions. So obvious."Well?" he asked impatiently.I gave Rebecca another "Don’t tell my real name" look."Umm… She’s… She’s Z," she answered.Well, not bad."Z?" he asked again.How annoying. He’s asking too many questions. Rebecca can be nosy sometimes. She might spill out my secret. Geez.She just nodded her head."Is she part of your mafia?" he questioned again.Why is he being nosy right now? I thought he didn’t care about anyone, that he didn’t give a damn?"Nope," Rebecca simply answered.I saw Vaughn’s face become even more serious at what Rebecca said. Rebecca’s grip tightened on Blade’s clothes. Oh, she’s scared of him?"The
Chapter 40: HateZaina’s POVTime passed by, and in one hour, the gathering will start. After lunch, I went back to my room and didn’t go out anymore.I stood up from the bed and moved closer to the door when I heard footsteps approaching. I opened the door, and Rebecca and Blade’s faces greeted me.“Oh, what great timing,” Rebecca murmured, just loud enough for me to hear.I stood straight and gave them a questioning look.“Something happened. The meeting was canceled due to a reason; Mr. Russo had an urgent and confidential event to attend,” Blade informed me.Huh, how VIP is he? I just nodded and slammed the door in their faces.He left, and the meeting was canceled. How unfortunate. I can’t do anything but stay here longer. Geez.I think I should have come with them. I pulled my phone from my pocket when I felt it vibrate. I received a text message from Rebecca:“How rude of you! Hmph! Bitch! Come on, open the door. We have something more to tell you.” Oh, she dared to call me a b
Chapter 41: SNATCHEDZaina’s POVIn the middle of the night, only the light from the moon illuminated my way out of the place I hated the most. The men holding guns were shouting my name and chasing after me as if I were some kind of wild animal.The day I found out that my foster parents had lied about me, I escaped. I successfully left the dungeon where they had locked me up and tortured me. After four months of being treated like a slave, I finally broke free.I stopped running and hid in a place that I knew they couldn’t find me. I stayed in that narrow and filthy spot for many hours. My whole body felt weak; I badly wanted to sleep forever. But I would never sleep and give up easily.I came out of my hiding place when I saw a big truck parked near me. I quickly approached it and climbed inside. I entered a large box and saw that there was a lot of food inside.Hope filled my heart. I was exhausted and terribly starving. I was tired physically, mentally, and emotionally. I escaped
Chapter 42: FoundZaina’s POVI immediately opened my eyes, my heart racing. Why did I dream about that again? Why does my past keep haunting me?I forced myself to calm down and turned on the light using the remote control. I let out a sigh and reached for my mask on the table beside the bed. I put it on, along with my hoodie jacket. I needed fresh air at that moment. I got off the bed and stood up, glancing at the wall clock; it was a quarter past eleven in the evening.As I walked down the hallway, I noticed a lot of men in black guarding the place. I knew they had seen me but chose to ignore me, which was good. I didn’t need their attention.I went out to the terrace on the second floor of the mansion. From where I stood, I saw the lights coming from the city below. The Colter society was really huge and beautiful, huh? I looked up at the sky and saw a helicopter approaching.I leaned on the terrace railing, watching as it landed in the wide field in front of the mansion. From my