"Are you sure you want to go? Just postpone it until your wound heals." Hearing Zella's call that she was returning to work this morning, Audrey was also worried."Until when? I can't put it off too long. It's been two days...""Are you okay?""Yeah. I'm fine... Death won't get me down." Zella closed her eyes. Honestly, Zella didn't remember the incident; her entire eyes were closed, so there wasn't that much pain when the bastard was killed."Good! I like your firm attitude... Then how are your wounds?""My wounds have also improved... Did you forget, sis? I almost died in a gunshot during my first mission, too." Zella will never forget the painful incident where she almost died because the hot lead nearly hit her heart."Yeah, I know you're stubborn! You're way more stubborn than me and Diandra.""I love you, my Leader.""Owh shit! It's disgusting that I have to say this to Leonard, that you love me.""Your husband will kill me."Zella switched off the phone and returned her attenti
"Excuse me." Zella poked her head and left Mike's room.Misfortune struck again when Zella walked out of Mike's room. She was met with a pair of cold gray eyes belonging to Kenneth; the man stared at Zella without a smile. Zella also felt awkward to say something before she was told Kenneth had already passed. It was as if the man didn't see her.Kenneth pulled his tie roughly. He tore off his shirt and left only the cloth pants hanging down his hips; Kenneth clenched his hands tightly. His emotions had come to a head; why the hell did the woman he liked sell herself to his asshole brother!Kenneth punched the glass of the living room table until it shattered. Not only did Kenneth vent his anger, but he punched the glass many times without feeling any pain.Kenneth lay on the marble floor next to the fireplace, which seemed to be burning wood and causing a large fire. But it wasn't the wood and the fire that Kenneth was talking about. It was a matter of the ashes that were the last th
Dealova first set foot in Italy. Last time, exactly three years ago, Dealova visited Italy to perform a ballet show in one of the biggest theaters in the country. But today, Dealova didn't come to do her job.Dealova goes through airport screening. She pulls back a small suitcase with only two to three pieces of clothing, the plan being to visit a mansion owned by her father's friend. There was a big reason why Dealova was coming to that mansion.To pick up her father's cremated ashes. Her father's ashes, Markus Persson, were kept in an urn brought by Zaverio Christopher, the wealthiest businessman in Italy. Dealova waited at the airport, sunglasses on, wanting to go by taxi. Unfortunately, that was forbidden by her father's friend. Zaverio said he had ordered someone to pick Dealova up at the airport.A black Rubicon pulled up in front of Dealova. Dealova still doesn't want to look at the car, but suddenly, the windshield opens, and a slightly visible head stares at Dealova."Dealova
"Stop eavesdropping; get back to work." Ruby removed her hand from Zella's wrist.Zella still didn't want to leave. Now, she was much more curious about who the woman named Dealova was; their last names were the same. Queenzella Persson, Dealova Persson—are Dealova's father and Zella, the same person?"What are you doing here?" Mike's voice returned to Zella's ears, but Zella didn't bother. Instead, she pulled Mike's hand and hid it behind her body, covering Mike's mouth with her hand."Shut up!" Zella warned Mike with her sharp gaze.Mike nodded and rubbed Zella's hand. Zella quickly pulled her hand away from Mike's mouth. Zella's eyes refocused on the two humans, still talking to each other."Where are my father's ashes, Mr. Zaverio?"Zella overheard the conversation between Dealova and Mr. Big again."You knew him?" Mike whispers in Zella's ear; his exhale makes Zella momentarily unfocused."No," Zella answered Mike again."She's Dealova Persson, daughter of Markus Persson, who jus
Zella carried the Tray filled with cut fruits to the swimming pool. It was the first time since she had been working in this mention that Zella had stepped into the pool at night. It was dimly lit but still looked bright because several lights were installed on the pool's edge.Zella just rolled her eyes lazily at the sight of Mike casually lying on a flamingo float. I don't know what the stupid twenty-seven-year-old man had in mind."Maid!"Zella paused as Mike shouted maid to her for the first time. Zella still did not move forward; she just stayed where she was, waiting for the spoiled Master to open his mouth."Where are you going?" Mike looked at Zella, who was about to walk away from him in the pool."Back to work, sir," Zella replied gruffly."Why would you go back inside? You only work for me now." Mike snapped at Zella, his hand spraying water toward Zella's clothes."Bastard! Does he think I'm scared?" Zella thought as she held back her anger, hiding her fists behind her."W
Zella returned to her room early in the morning. The room was less spacious than Kenneth's; Zella dropped her body on the soft bed. Her eyes were still open, though, her body feeling exhausted as if she had fought several people."Making love consumes a lot of energy," Zella muttered as she stared at the room's slightly worn ceiling. There were spider attacks, probably because this room had not been used for a long time and most likely also missed cleaning.Just as Zella wanted to close her eyes, the door to her room was knocked again. Zella climbed back down the bed and approached the door. Her hand turned the doorknob, and she saw who was knocking."What's wrong?" Zella saw Mike coming to visit her room."I don't want to sleep in my room.""So? What does that have to do with me," Zella said in confusion as Mike noted something strange."Let's switch rooms," Mike asked Zella to sleep in his room while he slept in hers."No, no, no. How can you! This is the maid's room; you're a maste
Mike squatted on the side of the bed and still wouldn't leave Zella. His initial intention was to disturb her and see her room. But after Mike slept in the maid's room for a few hours, he realized that Zella would be better off sleeping in her room."Damn it! When she leaves, I can't keep up the charade." Zella continued to swear in her heart. Zella moved slightly and opened her eyes slowly to make them look natural."Are you awake?""W-what are you doing here!" Zella re-acted by holding tightly to her blanket."You think?" Mike stood up from his crouch and approached Zella with his hand gripping the edge of the bed. Mike only left about 5 centimeters of space between the two of them. Their breaths felt each other; Mike's eyes focused on the soft gaze Zella was showing him."You!" Zella pushed Mike's body away from her.Zella got off the bed and put her clothes back on. Once again, she didn't care about Mike seeing her because Zella was sure that Mike, the sly man, must have seen her
"What happened to your cheek?" Mike looked at Zella with a sharp gaze.Zella didn't answer Mike's question; she focused on compressing her cheek. Mike approached Zella and pulled Zella's chin. He saw Zella's red cheek. Mike knew it was a slap mark, but who had done it?"Did Kenneth do it?" Mike said in an emphasized tone, his hand still holding Zella's cheek.Zella pushed Mike's hand away from its grip on her chin. Zella answered Mike with a shake of her head: Why did Mike think only Kenneth did that to her? All this time, Kenneth had never been rude to her."Then who did it?" Mike yelled at Zella, scaring the passing servers, but Zella looked relaxed and as if she didn't bear any burden."Speaking in a low tone, Mike, I can't tell you who did it." Zella was too lazy to argue with Mike; she walked to the refrigerator and took out a new bottle of cold mineral water. Zella opened the bottle lid, took Mike's hand, and put the bottle down."Cool your head, and then you can continue talkin