Lahat ng Kabanata ng Blood and Buttercream: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

Jax saw Carleone turn the corner, running away from him. Ninjas, brandishing their swords, rushed toward Jax and his men. As Jax's gun fired, the Ninjas fell one by one.Suddenly, an attacker dropped from above, and Jax raised his gaze, noticing someone above him, and immediately he shot at his crotch. “Ah!” The ninja growled, falling to the floor and writhing in pain.“GOT YOU!” Jax laughed, “It seems I burst your balls.” He finished off the Ninja with his pistol and marched forward.A Ninja dashed to Jax, swinging his blade in an arc, but Jax dove with practiced ease. He wasn't so lucky with the next swing as the sword slashed through his M sixteen rifle, splitting it into two. Jax's jaw dropped in horror, but he reined himself in again and swung what he had readily available—his brawls.He punched the Ninja in the nose, and he staggered back, holding onto his bleeding nose. Jax followed him up with a hard punch to the stomach, causing him to double over and then landing a devastat

“Fire!” Alessandro barked as he and his henchmen began shooting at the ninjas in the pitch-black room. He fumbled with his jacket, searching for his flashlight.Then a light flashed from his left corner. It was a torchlight from one of his men, but immediately he heard a sharp scream pierce his ears. The torch fell to the floor, and he could see blood from the beam of the torchlight on the floor.A sudden gust of cold breeze sliced through him, and his hand brushed past his torch, scared for his life. He rummaged for something more deadly. In a few seconds, he pulled his hands out and firmly grasped in his palms an oval object with ridges. Cool and metallic. A faint ticking emanated from within it. It was a bomb.He heard another shrill scream tear the air enveloping them, and that pushed him over the brink of indecision.“Frag out! Take cover in the staircase!” Alessandro detonated the grenade and hurled it at the ninjas as he dove to the staircase alongside his henchmen.Eight seco

A sudden chill slithered down his bare spine when he heard her. It was unexpected. What could she want by this time of the night? he wondered.“Come in,” he said and saw Camilla walk in. She was fully clothed in floral nightwear. It was a singlet with very long pyjama trousers that were longer than her ankles and completely hid her curves. She also covered the singlet with the jacket that came with the nightie. The sleeves were wrist-length, and the jacket stopped at her knee. It had buttons to keep the jacket together; however, she didn't button it; she clasped the jacket tightly around her body as though she was feeling cold.Alessandro saw her eyes grazing his abdomen.“You got wounded again?” Camilla asked, her voice laced with compassion, and he nodded.“Just a minor wound from the fight earlier,” Alessandro replied halfheartedly while Camilla ambled closer.“You call this minor?” she asked, reaching out with her hands as she brushed the rough edges around the wound.Alessandro b

Allen's jaw fell to the floor when her sunlit self shone on him.She was in a shimmering white, lacy mesh, short gown that perfectly hugged her curves in all the right places. Her dress left very little for him to imagine.Just looking at her, he could see her matching undies between the mesh dress. They were the only parts covered beneath the mesh dress; the other parts were bare of covering. Her presence as well as her perfume filled the air in the house. She smells like jasmine, rose, and lily all pressed down and shaken together.He gaped at her, and the lady wet her lips and winked at him in response to the way he stared at her.“Allen,” Barbara called with a smile on her face, “Allen,” she called again but couldn't quite bolt him out of his woolgathering.Jane, the maid, consciously bumped into the dining table, yanking him from his thoughts. He brushed his palm down his face, his cheek reddening in embarrassment.“Seems he is already enthralled by your beauty.” Barbara turned t

Barbara yanked the door open with a deep frown on her face. Her narrowed eyes raked over Camilla from head to toe and Camilla swallowed hard. “Who the hell are you?” Barbara screeched.Camilla's breath caught in her throat, “I'm… I'm Camilla,” she stuttered and Barbara's eyes widened, her face growing red in anger. Before Camilla could utter another word, there was a resounding smacking sound and Camilla staggered backwards at the impact of the slap, almost feeling lightheaded.She clutched to her throbbing cheek as she stared at the old woman, her wet eyes glinting in confusion.“Camilla!” Alessandro screamed, jolting past his grandma and holding Camilla who had not quite recovered from the smack.“Why the hell did you do that!” he bellowed, “she had nothing to do with this.”“She has everything to do with this. If not for her you wouldn't be saying no to Chloe!” she yelled before shifting her gaze to Camilla, “Young lady, Let this be the last time I see you with him or else you will