"Hit his legs hard!" said Zella, instructing her men to wake Zaverio up."Argh!" The sound of Zella screaming in pain could be heard on Zella's phone."Don't stop!" Zella stares at the small screen that shows Zaverio continuing to scream in pain as his legs are hit over and over again with wooden blocks.It wasn't enough to be satisfied when someone else did that to him. Zella gets off the wooden chair, walks over with her black face covering and hat, and enters the room not far from him.Zella can see the face and position of Zaverio who is still hanging upside down. A face full of bruises, and a leg that is paralyzed from the continuous beating Zaverio receives."Tell me who told you all to fuck off!" Zaverio shouts, spitting in Zella's face.When his men wanted to hit Zaverio again. Zella raises her hand and stops the action, walking over to Zaverio. The old man she had only met a few times didn't expect him to have such a demonic nature, Zaverio was the mastermind of everything th
"Please don't wake me up from this beautiful dream," said Kenneth.Zella who heard all that, froze again. She didn't know what to do, leaving was useless. Zella still wanted to make sure whether Kenneth was fully awake or still delusional."Shut..." Zella placed her hand on the top of Kenneth's head, stroking it gently, like a baby having a nightmare.Kenneth's eyes closed again, except that Zella's hand was still gripped tightly. It was difficult to break away roughly; inevitably, Zella had to do it slowly when Kenneth was very sound asleep before she could escape."Not for now, Kenneth. I won't let love get the better of me when it comes to revenge!" Zella monologue in her mind.Zella's feet moved slowly toward the exit. Just as her hand was about to open the door, a heavy voice greeted her."You're still going?" Zella froze in place. Her heart leaped out of her chest, and her body slowly turned to face Kenneth, who was sitting facing her."Are you still going to leave now?" asked
How dramatic life is. That's exactly how Zella greeted her morning—a morning that was so damning to her feelings and heart. Her room was a mess like a horse stable, and her pillow and sheets were also gathered together with her friend. The only blanket left was the one that covered Zella's stomach, while the top was open like she had just sold herself. How cheap!Zella didn't look for the muscular back; instead, her hands were busy searching for her underwear. All the pillows may have been piled up on the floor, but Zella's clothes were all gone, including Kenneth's."Where did my clothes go?" Zella's mind was still looking around to find where Kenneth had thrown them.Zella repeatedly rubbed the surface of her face. Taking a deep breath before exhaling roughly, Zella wanted to leave the disgusting-looking bed immediately. The sound of the door opening startled her, and she spontaneously pulled the blanket over her chest."Good morning, sexy girl." Zella returned Kenneth's smile with
Life goes on. Mike's life also goes on, the wheel that had stopped is now spinning again on its axis. Mike's life is worse than ever. Not only did he mess up in Italy, but Mike also messed up in France.Yeah! There was no stopping whatever he was doing now. Going home in a clean body is an odd thing for Mikequel, he takes it out on anyone who gets in his way.Like this time Mike followed the cafe waitress who had just returned from work. Mike's footsteps were slow, following the slow motion of the young woman who had her headphones in her ears. This should have made it easier for Mike to get to her, but he still enjoyed stalking the young woman at least, until he got to a place where he could carry out his actions freely.Mike didn't look suspicious. Mike was wearing a black shirt wrapped in a leather jacket. His hair was also neatly side-parted, smoking a cigarette and carrying a cell phone in his left hand.Doesn't he look like a normal man?Who would have thought that the young wom
Zella hides in the trunk of Kenneth's car. She had said earlier that she would not go to Zaverio's funeral, and Kenneth believed her. There was no other way but to lie to Kenneth, she couldn't just stay at home. Zella wanted to see Mike in person! Her next target."I hope I don't get caught," Zella closed her eyes, enduring the tightness of her curled-up body.****After traveling quite a distance from Zella's apartment. The car Kenneth drove arrived at the funeral home, bouquets and his father's important guests came to fill the room. He got off with a flat face, the first person he saw beside his father's coffin was Mikequel."You're back," Kenneth said without looking at Mike."Tell me. Who did this to Daddy?" Mike replied touching Kenneth's coat sleeve.Kenneth just stared blankly at Mike's hand touching his arm. After his father's death, Mike was no longer a brother. Because until now Mike's arrival was never expected by Kenneth! "Are you sure you didn't hug him?" Kenneth added,
Ting TongThe bell rang. Mike, who was alone in the Villa, got up and walked towards the door. He would not easily open the door for just anyone, Mike looked at the intercom screen and looked at the courier who came with the package. But he clearly hadn't ordered anything, so after making sure, Mike opened the door."In the name of Mikequel Christoper?" the courier read the recipient's name once again."Who's the package from?" asked Mike, receiving a large box. "Queenzella," said the courier again reading the sender's name.Mike was surprised and immediately took the package after signing for it. He looked to the left and right of the Villa, looking for someone who might be hiding nearby. Mike carried the box, walked into the living room, and placed the large box on the glass table."Who used your name to threaten me?" monologued Mike, taking the cutter and opening the box."Argh! Damn it!" cursed Mike who was shocked to see what was inside the box.A baby doll's head was covered in
"Just tie it tight!" commanded Dealova, despite the pain as the ballet corset was tightened.Dealova held on, clinging to the wall with her eyes forced shut. Her belly had begun to grow. The pregnancy that she had to hide to keep performing on the theater stage."Dealova, are you sure you want to perform?" said one of Dealova's ballet partners who had noticed her condition."I'm very sure! No one can stop me from performing." Dealova stood tall in her ballet outfit. He looked at the reflection of his face and posture, nothing had changed so far. Her stomach was a little tight but Dealova was confident that she could endure the pain and would soon get used to it."Your baby." "Shut up Cia! I own this body. I'm the one who feels," Dealova retorted with sarcasm.Dealova walked out of the dressing room. She was hanging out with the rest of the ballet, they would be performing in a few minutes. Everyone was warming up while Dealova was sitting on a wooden chair lacing up her ballet shoes.
Sunlight filtered through Zella's window curtains. She was still staring at the apartment door; Kenneth had returned from the evening in the morning. She tried contacting Kenneth many times, but none of the calls and messages got an answer.Was she too selfish? She hurt Kenneth's feelings too much.After thinking for a long time, there was no use in feeling regret for so long, and Zella had to go back to being herself. Hasn't she said from the beginning that no love can influence solving all her affairs? Now that her words have come true without Kenneth, Zella will still finish everything.She picked up her cell phone and dialed someone. Only one person in her agency had strong enough connections, so Zella hoped her leader, Audrey, could help her, even though it was unlikely."Hello Audrey, I need your help.""Tell me what you need.""Can I come to your place? Or meet you outside.""I can no longer go out Zella. Leonard forbade me, just come to the Mension.""Alright wait I'll be righ