All Chapters of Masked Assassin: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Keisha fidgeted with her fingers as she sat close to Eros inside the vehicle they were inside. She was breathing with caution as if she didn't want him to know she was there with him. Eros, on the other hand, looked calm and collected. The two opposing emotions created tension inside the car. Eros leaned back and crossed his arms. "You've been avoiding me," he murmured in a hoarse and tired tone. He turned his head in her direction but she looked away. It's only been hours since he woke up. The venom in his body made him weaker than if it was only the arrow that hit him. For his safety, he asked to escort both of them back to the mansion. "The security in the mansion is enhanced, we wouldn't need to worry about any sudden attacks," he reassured Keisha who was looking outside the window. Still not saying a word, she ignored him. He felt frustrated as he ran his fingers through his hair. (I saved her life yet she's ignoring me…) he thought to himself with the slightest groan. He loo

KEISHA woke up from a terrible sleep and she had zero clue as to how she ended up waking up in the bathroom, by the toilet. She tried standing up and holding onto the toilet seat to help her. The first thing she noticed when she looked in the mirror was her hair that was tied up in a low messy bun. Her brows furrowed further and she looked around the room and still couldn't remember what happened before she passed out. She opened the bathroom door and lay down on her bed when not even a couple of seconds later, Taylor came inside with a terribly worried expression. "I-is it true?" she asked in a shy and unsure voice, looking down at the ground. Keisha looked over at her and slowly blinked to process the information. "What's true?" she asked the question back and Taylor tilted her head to the left. She walked over to Keisha and sat on the bed. She grabbed Keisha's hands and held them together. "Can you not?" Keisha asked in annoyance as she tried to take her hands away. "Eros annou

KEISHA sat down and tears dripped down on her face, falling on the letter she was reading. In the big empty rooms of her apartment, she was the only soul living. Yet she felt lifeless. The letter contained Eros' final words, granting Keisha's request. The final sentence Eros wrote in the letter was, 'I hope my fabricated death helps you have a new life.' She was flabbergasted and filled with emotions she hasn't felt before. Was it wrong to be guilty? He's the only target she had that was sympathetic and the opposite of ruthless. She put the letter down and hysterically cried puddles on the floor. She wept till she couldn't anymore. Her eyes dried out, her breathing seemed to stop, and she stared into oblivion thinking, "Is this really the freedom I wanted?" Minutes turned into hours, and hours turned into a day. The sun rose from the left side of her apartment where a big window showed the sky. She stood up from the ground and walked around the apartment before grabbing a glass of

SHADOW gasped for air, his eyes shot open and he looked around. Another nightmare. "Fucking hell," he whispered to himself with sweat running down his face. He can't tell the time, he only knows days– weeks, or maybe even months passed. He was oblivious to the world while being kept inside the small room to help heal his injuries. He's been having constant nightmares about being caught again, to be tortured and killed. It's nonstop, almost becoming sleep paralysis. Shadow is already sick and tired of staying in this secluded room yet the fear of dying is slowly getting to him. The creaking of the door made him look. "You have a child?" Daimon stated as he walked inside while holding a photo in hand. Shadow clenched his jaw and when the man got closer, he saw the photo of the girl he was talking about. Shadow sighed before looking away. "That's my sister," he stated and Daimon's brows raised before he nodded. He handed the photo back to Shadow. "You don't mind me searching your hous

SHE doesn't seem to know when to stop. It's been days since Elaine kept coming back for Eros. And every single day, he rejects her request but she's persistent and wasn't taking no for an answer. Arriving yet again in the mansion, she was let inside like any other time. Her heels clang against the floor as the staff inside twisted their neck to her direction, all thinking the same thing (Her again, the mafia boss seems to favor her,) they thought to themselves while quietly watching.She was happily going along the halls when a woman, a little shorter than her, stumbled back and hit her. "Hey!" Elaine screamed as she stumbled back but saved herself from falling. She fixed her clothes and didn't hesitate to grab the woman by her cheeks. "What's your name?" she asked with annoyance and a raised eyebrow. The young woman gulped while her heart palpitated in fear of Elaine as she gripped her cheeks tighter. "T-taylor," she whispered like there was no sound coming out of her mouth. Elain