All Chapters of Hidden Mate: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

"Will you stay or will you keep your goods away?" Chandler asked while pointing his gun to his enemy. Soon, the police will come to this place. If all of them get captured, it's a lose-lose situation. Chandler, Brett and Adam might be put behind bars for murder, while the owner of this place will accept tons of criminal records; he'll lose his fortune, those women he chained, EVERYTHING. So in order to avoid these, they need to escape. If Mr. Joao will put his gun down then run, it will shorten the time of escape. But one thing gave him a hard time in making decisions. It was the woman sitting in front of Maxine.'I need to kill that woman first,' Joao said inside his mind. And so he pointed his pistol towards her. But before he could pull the trigger, Chandler shot his hand. Joao missed his target and the bullet went to Chandler’s shoulder with a loud "BANG!" “Ahhh!” Chandler winced.Maxine looked at him with a gasp.When the thick blood ran from his wound, Chandler felt the aching

During Adler’s day off, he visited his subordinate in his house. “My father isn’t here,” Ned said after accompanying Adler to the living room. Adler was aware that his subordinate, Ned, is the kid who belongs to the high profile society. But because of their ranking in work, Adler casually talks to him like his little brother. This could be the reason why it feels very odd for Adler to stand inside the huge mansion where expensive stuff is everywhere and maids are humbly polite in front of Ned. 'So the kid that I always nag at, complain at and hit at is someone who lives with these luxuries?' Adler said to his mind while staring at the Governor’s son. After sighing, Adler replied, "Your father is our governor so of course he's busy." Adler sat on the couch. Looking around, he saw the pathway that could lead to the kitchen. There are three doors to unknown places which could be the comfort room, bedroom or study room that's always present in houses like this. "Where is your room

A peaceful morning blessed in Vincent’s place. Brewed coffee, sausages and pancakes were prepared as soon as the Alpha opened his eyes. Silence can be a soft song depending on the person. In Vincent’s case, he prefers to listen in this kind of melody rather than "Claire de lune" by Claude Debussy, "Spiegel im Spiegel" by Arvo Part or "Wiegenlied" By Johannes Brahms. The quietness will always be the best background music when he is in the middle of solving a complicated puzzle inside your head. And yes, that's the case for Vincent. "Why did Brett and Chocolate visit my house? What are they planning? It's very weird that they suddenly came into my house unannounced. And they just asked me if they can get a flower from my garden,” he tried to solve these questions over and over again. Sitting on the bench near the garden, he thought about the reason why the Alpha and the Luna of Holmes went to his house. All of a sudden, he heard loud screams. “Ahhhhh!” Vincent covered his ears as

With light steps, Adler walked into the shadows and saw a familiar silhouette of a woman sitting on the bed. In a split second that her face was illuminated by the lamp, he fell from his horror; as if she stole his breath and the heat from heat skin. 'It is really her. She's alive.' "J-Jasmine." Just trying to call the woman's name became a job, that his voice faltered into an unintelligible croak. He wanted to tell her that he missed her. But when her eyes gazed upon him, he snapped inside, snapped like brittle glass and felt the shards tearing at his guts. His sister whom he loves so much is sitting in front of him. 'What should I say? That I came here thinking that she's dead? That I gave up when I did not?' He suppressed the words only. Before he can draw the air his body needs, he has melted at the ground; running forwards, throwing himself as he knelt down. He can feel his body shake, crying for the missed time they will never make back, crying to release the tension

“Can you protect my kid too? Even if the world turned against him, I really hope you would stay by his side, as long as the time allows.” “I will. I will do that. I promise.” Isaac looked at the Elder’s son, who was standing in front of the slightly opened door. Chandler’s hand on the doorknob froze, as if there was an iceberg on it. His mouth hung loose while his eyes shook in tremor. For many years, Isaac wondered what was the torn between Lanceil and Chandler’s relationship. Chandler despised his father so much, while Lanceil prioritized Chandler more than anyone. Right now, Chandler could not even go in and just stayed behind the door while looking at the sick old man. Chandler always pushed Lanceil away. Despite that, Lanceil complained nothing as he continued following and protecting his son from the shadow. He kept his hands behind his back, pretending he didn’t care, when he longed for so long to reach Chandler’s heart. Now, after listening to Lanceil and Maxine’s conv