He is blind and has the money. She is poor and has eyes. Both are perfect together on their quest for revenge, which brought them into the turmoil of lust, love, and hate. *** Leonardo pulled Angela's arms hard and said, "You will serve me and do my wish." He then tore her dress. "This is a wrong move, Mr. Vera." Angela twisted her wrist from Leonardo's grip, but Leonardo's strength remained intact and overpowering; he instead made her a prisoner in his arms and then pinned her on the wall. She was almost , with only her lingerie covering her and below. And he touched her face, down to her neck, her . Angela's hatred escalated with his touch, and she struggled, but he persisted in taming her, dragging and pinning her to his bed. His weight over her made her immobile. And she remembered her gun in her bag and reached out for it at the side of the bed, as Leo’s hand grasped her other hand and pinned it above her head. He was blind, but he knew what he was going to do. A little voice in Angela’s mind screamed, "KILL HIM!" as she grasped the gun in one hand.
View MoreMrs. Gale was approaching her quickly, raising her knife-wielding hand to kill her.Angela swooped down from her side and pushed Mrs. Gale against the wall. However, she cut her elbow with the knife she was holding. Mrs. Gale then prepared for another attack, but a gunshot echoed through the tunnel, causing it to shake."Stop it, Mrs. Gale!" Leonardo's voice came in frantically. His steps echoed as he dashed in to prevent Mrs. Gale from attacking Angela again. But she was fighting to be free of Leonardo. And screamed. "You're going to die, Leonardo," Mrs. Vera hissed at him."You have to stop now, Mrs. Gale," Leonardo yelled, yanking her black shirt back and ripping it off. Then, Leonardo purposefully lit Mrs. Gale's back shoulder and noticed the rose tattoo that Camilla Mantissa had told him about. It also confirmed Mrs. Atilla Gale's identity as Mrs. Rosamarie Gale Mantissa. "You'll die like your father, Leonardo," Mrs. Gale yelled as she prepared to stab him. Because of this, Leon
Angela shook as she entered the pink room. It was a duplicate of the pink room above. And she wondered why it was built beneath the mansion, hidden from the master's bedroom door. The blood on the floor, however, made her tremble. Whose blood is this? She reflected.She slid open the cupboard attached to the wall, just as she had done in the pink room above, but there was one significant difference between the two replicated rooms: the chained chair in the nook. Angela touched the chair's arms and realized it was similar to an electric chair, with straps attached at the back that appeared to serve as a body strap.She took a step back as if her fingers had been burned by touching it. There was a stumbling sound coming from outside the room, followed by steps running in. Angela hid in the cupboard's back corner. Mrs. Vera's screaming voice, asking for help, filled the room as the steps became louder. Angela ran as fast as she could to find Mrs. Vera's voice, but it was cut off the ai
Angela was running fast and screaming for help, but the heavy rain began to fall, and her voice was drowned out. She struggled on the wet ground as she tried to see if the second gate, unlike the first, was unlocked. Her eyes were blurry from rain drops as she was completely soaked when she stumbled on the ground and her foot got caught on something. A man's body was found on the ground. Angela screamed as she recognized the man; he was the guard she was looking for, and he was dead. She crawled away from the corpse and struggled to run towards the second gate at the back of the mansion. But, frustrated by the locked gate, she screamed angrily. She shook from the cold and fear. The fence was too high to climb to exit the gate. "The gun," she remembered and ran back to the house. As she entered the living room, the floor became soaked. She tightened her grip on the knife and kept her ears alert. She dashed to the kitchen to check on Mrs. Gale, but she was no longer on the ground. "Mrs
It was already 8 p.m. when Mrs. Vera retired to her room She was not feeling well. Angela waited for Leonardo's call a little longer. But hours had passed and she had received no calls. Angela had a low tolerance for waiting, especially when it came to Leonardo. She was not comfortable with the fact that there was a mysterious tunnel beneath the mansion. She could feel that something ominous was going on in the house. And that lady in white was a great threat to all of them. Whoever she is, she must be stopped.Mrs. Gale joined her later. Mrs. Gale smiled. "Leonardo is fortunate to have you as a life partner. You're free to marry now that Lara is no longer in his life. Leonardo had only gotten a headache from that b*tch. It's a good thing she's in jail now. Better for her." "I thought you liked Lara for Leonardo," Angela said, looking at her."I've disliked Lara since the first time I met her. She was arrogant and cunning. She's fortunate to have been freed from the tunnel. " Mrs.
"Here's your coffee, Mrs. Vera," Angela said as she placed the cup on the living room table. Mrs. Vera was concerned about her son's journey. Mrs. Gale was in the kitchen preparing their lunch. They were all very excited about Leonardo's trip. Angela, on the other hand, was more interested in seeing the house blueprints."I'm afraid Leonardo was correct," Mrs. Gale said as she entered the living room, placing the bowl of cookies on the couch across from Angela. "What if we're not the only ones in this house?"Angela smiled as she remembered a movie, she saw a long time ago. A house with a secret passage beneath the floor. It's a horror film that she didn't bother watching all the way through.Mrs. Gale, on the other hand, insisted on her terrifying imagination about a haunted house."I don't believe in ghosts," Angela said softly."You have to," Mrs. Vera responded quietly. "I could feel it. Someone is watching us. They're keeping tabs on everything we do.” Mrs. Vera told them about h
Leonardo was holding a flashlight in his right hand, and Angela was holding one as well. They were looking at the secret door behind the cabinet in the studio's basement. "Are you sure you want to come with me?" Leonardo asked Angela one last time. "You can wait for me here.""I'll go." Angela insisted, "Waiting is the worst thing for me. I'd like to assist you in learning the truth about this house. This tunnel was constructed for a reason. That is a fact. And it was concealed from your mother. ""If she's telling the truth," Leonardo stated flatly."You doubted your mother?""She had kept my father's terrible secrets from me. She had no reason to lie to me about this tunnel.""I can see it in her eyes that she's telling you the truth," Angela said as she walked ahead of Leonardo into the tunnel's dark hole.After a few minutes of walking, they returned to the room where Lara was being held captive. "This room was designed for a crime," Leonardo mused."You're right," Angela said as
"Keep an eye on your steps, Angela," Leonardo warned as the two waved their flashlights inside the tunnel. Leonardo kept Angela's gaze fixed on the tunnel they were following, which led them into a door. They also smelled a foul odor in the tunnel, like dead rats. And they discovered things inside the dreadful room, where they found a black bag containing a bottle of acid and a man's cap."I remember this cap," Angela raised the cap and looked at Leonardo, "this is the cap of the man who threw acid in my face." She also discovered fatigue pants and a jacket on the corner. Angela recognized all of them as her assailant's belongings."So, Lara was to blame for your scarred face," Leonardo grumbled. "And now she'll have to pay for it.""Did you happen to know about this tunnel, Leonardo?" Angela inquired."No."They all gathered in the living room to talk about and analyze what had happened that night. Mrs. Gale was making coffee for everyone. Mrs. Vera was still trembling as she imagine
It's a coincidence. Her stolen pose and appearance in Leonardo's house were entirely coincidental, and she couldn't believe her eyes when she saw her face on the canvas. But it was genuine. Their paths had crossed before she planned to murder Leonardo, and that secret had followed her since the day she fell in love with him. She tried her hardest to sleep as Leonardo desired. Leonardo decided to check on Lara's apartment after Angela confirmed her belief that Lara was the real killer. And that would be the following day.She was staring out the window. The sky was too dark, with not a single star blinking. She then stood up to close the window when she noticed a white image below it. It was just a repeat of what had happened before. A woman in a wedding gown was walking around. Angela dashed as fast as she could to reveal the truth. But when she arrived at the studio's patio, the image had vanished, and Leonardo had exited the building."What happened?" Leonardo, concerned, inquired.
The man's shadow was approaching her. She wanted to scream, but he covered her mouth too quickly. She thought, "This isn't a dream." She wasn't dreaming as the pain from the man's grip increased. She tried to break free from him, but he was stronger, and she knew who she was. "Andrew?""Angela, I can't take it any longer." Andrew drew her into his arms as she remembered what Fredrick had done to her."Andrew? What exactly are you doing? " Angela pushed him away from her."I love you, and I want you to be mine." Andrew began kissing her on the lips, moving down to her neck and breast.Angela kept pushing and struggling and was about to scream again when the door suddenly opened and another shadow broke in, pulling Andrew away from Angela. And she saw how the tall shadow of another man punched Andrew in the face. And he collapsed on the floor.Angela was shocked to see Andrew and Leonardo colliding, fighting and kicking each other, and Andrew suffering more from Leonardo's fist."You tr
"Come inside, Miss," said the middle-aged woman who had opened the door and led her into the living room. The interior of the house was breathtakingly lovely. Every decoration was unquestionably pricey. She held her bag tighter, trying to feel the little semiautomatic 45 handgun filled with an 8-round magazine inside."Wait here," the lady said, motioning to a couch before departing from the living room. Her heart started to pound erratically. In just a few minutes, her promised vengeance will be realized. She had spent a long time preparing for this day. And she will exact her vengeance at this moment. She studied how to use firearms for months. The enemy must be killed with just one or two bullets. And today is an excellent day for murder. Justice must be served.She waited for another few minutes, and with each passing minute, her heart raced to a level of excitement she'd never felt before. She's going to murder a man, a famous man, and this will be the top story in all broadcas
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