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
PRANG!The glass shattered against the wall. Mike threw it angrily. His eyes were red with intoxication, having gulped down almost two bottles of the golden-colored liquid. With his shirt only covering his back, Mike fell back on the sofa with his head up.He was back at Christopher's Mension and had been making a mess since last night. The servants only peeked out from behind the walls, afraid to show their faces as they could be the target of the young master's wrath."Stop peeping at me!" scolded Mike with his eyes closed.Not at the Villa and not at the mension. Every place felt unsafe to him, every corner like someone was stalking him. Mike hated that, whoever was behind all the terror he was receiving. Mike would make sure they died at his hands and drank their blood, the sad face and jet black mane that touched the nape of his neck had a piercing gaze, and the fine hair that grew along his jaw, the youngest son of Zaverio Christopher was devastated. It had only been two weeks s
Eyes closed hands clenched tightly. With his head slightly raised Mike was holding back his anger, it wasn't the only time bad luck had happened to him lately, he had received another rejection but was still trying to negotiate with the person on the other end of the line. They were the place where Mike had been getting his supply of drugs for the past three years, but this was the first time they had returned the money he gave them to cancel his drug shipment."I'll give you double the original agreement. Give the goods to me.""Sorry again. The big master still refuses to give it to you.""Fuck! What's going on?""We're not selling for the time being and some time in the future.""Then where am I going to get it from if not from you!""No need to worry Mr. Christopher. I'll introduce you to someone I know, but they sell face-to-face.""Why do you have to meet. I don't care! Just introduce him to me, and I'll send someone else to pick him up.""If that's the case, I'm sorry you won't
A loud sound came from a woman's fingernails tapping on the metal table. A cold gaze, without a hint of a smile, stared at the projector screen displaying a series of photographs taken over thirteen different days. Every thirteen days, murders continued to happen to young women in Milan, Italy."How was it?" Audrey, one of the leaders of the secret agency, was now looking at Zella."Just think about it first; you're just a maid coming and going and not staying, Zella." Diandra, who is also a secret agent,"I'll think about it." Zella was still trying to strategize in case she accepted this worker."Queenzella." Audrey was the leader who had been with Zella.Zella had been with Audrey for five years. Yeah, she did not join from the beginning in the form of an agent led by the best leader. Originally, there were only three secret agents: Audrey, Diandra, Layla, and Queenzella. They were the last to join to perfect the three great people."Yes, sis." Zella considers Audrey, her sister; A