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Sarah’s POV.Victor takes me to a room in floor 2 and orders me to keep silent. After about an hour, Henry opens the door and gets in the room. Victor doesn’t lock the door and let Henry in on purpose.Henry looks at Victor, then shift to me. Victor follows his gaze and smirks, “My brother, your woman tastes good.”The words hit the air like poison, but it doesn’t hurt Henry at all.Jack moves behind Henry, cracking his knuckles. “Say the word.”Victor finally glances at Henry, amused. “You came all this way… for her?”Gunfire echoes somewhere down the hall. Some voices crackle through Henry’s earpiece that something I don’t hear clearly.“Sarah. Now,” Henry says as his voice cuts in, sharper now.I take a step forward but Victor pulls my hair from behind. I cannot move now. My heart is pounding so loud I can barely hear anything.“-MOVE!” the word leaves Henry’s mouth, then everything breaks.I drop instantly as gunfire erupts. Bullets tear through where I’m standing a second ago. Gl
Henry’s POV.How many? It has eight… no ten henchmen. They have hidden muscle, two by the bar, one is behind the pillar. Jack moves faster. A sharp crack echoes through the casino as Jack drives his elbow into the man’s throat.Snap.The man collapses before the scream fully leaves his mouth. Nikolai leans forward, resting his chin on the skull of his cane. “Well,” he says, standing up slowly from his throne, “If you don’t want to play League of Legend, then we would fight in the real world instead.”The atmosphere shifts again. I step closer to him, and my eyes narrow as his words settle in the air. I let out a slow breath, glancing at the men standing in the shadow. They are disciplined now, completely different from the team I have met earlier. I shift my gaze back to Nikolai, “I don’t have time to play with you, kid. The dead is the deal. You lose the game.”“Enough.” The voice cuts through the air like a blade.The footsteps echo across the marble floor. An old man walks forward,
Sarah’s POV.I glance at a tattoo on my wrist – it’s a bird with a broken-wing, the memories float in my mind. I remember I have always passionate about music. My thumb brushes over the broken-wing, back then, it was a symbol of defeat.Now, it feels different. Not healed, but unfinished. I lower my hand slowly. “That girl…” I whisper to myself, my voice barely audible over the city noise “She didn’t disappear, did she?”For a long time I thought she did.The girl who loved music.The girl who believed in herself.And the girl who wasn’t afraid of anything.I exhale slowly and continue to walking down the street, blending into the crowd. I used to sing everywhere: in my room, in the kitchen, even walking home from school. I was the only thing that I felt completely mine.When I was in middle school, it started with a talent show. I remember standing backstage, my hands shaking so badly I had to press them against my skirt to them still.“Next – Sarah Raven.” My name echoed through the
Henry’s POV The snow is still falling even though today is the end of the year. I get into the car, and Jack drives me to the Starlight Sands Casino. This is the biggest deal of the year, so I have to go by myself. If I can sign this contract, my company will be able to trade on the Silk Road in the Asia Pacific region. So I need to win the game to sign the contract. This rule has been in effect for one hundred years. According to the initial arrangement, I can only bring one man along. So I went with Jack, as usual. In the car, I stare at Sarah through my phone. She appears dejected in front of the Chanel store. Does she want to purchase those clothes? I frown, looking at her for a while. I suppose she might go to meet Victor and report everything about me to him but not. As she moves, I put my phone in my pocket because we've arrived at the casino. "Here we are!" Jack raises his voice. As I walk out of the car, the chilly air brushes my skin, and snowflakes fall around me
Sarah’s POV. I frown as I see that the bullet leaps from the trigger appear weird. It's more like a syringe piercing into his flesh. After all, he rolls his eyes and gradually goes into a dead faint. Mrs. Lincoln presses the red button on his wheelchair, causing the system to shut off. All his wolf-likeness becomes normal again and they don’t remember why they’re here in the first place. I unlock the tie for Henry, and his eyes lock on mine. He always acts like this. Like an asshole and professional playboy. Give me hope, then leave it at that. But I understand it. Because we’re in a different world. Perhaps one day I will gain my strength to tell him the truth that I need his help to save my mother. Still, I don’t know how to do it. Because I don’t know who I am in his heart. I’m his employee, I suppose. And that’s all. We return from combat. At last, I return to my room and lie on my cozy bed. I grab my go-to pajama top and head to the restroom. The poisoned story runs throu
Henry’s POV. My heart skips a beat when I see Sarah. She is alive. She's still alive. Despite having my body restrained, I aim to get closer to her. I'd like to touch her. I want to make sure that this is not a dream. One buff man kicks my knee, forcing me to fall down to the ground. "Stay the fuck here, you son of the bitch," he rips out a growl. My mother stands in front of me, her face mute. As I look around, I realize this is the lab room for some shady research. Sarah looks at me, her eyes widening. Her body shivers as I scan her from head to toe. The cuts on her body are bleeding. And I feel as if the world is crumbling beneath my feet. What kind of feeling is this? It makes me choke. The feeling of being useless. "You…" Erik says, and his pupils widen in surprise. He moves closer to my mother in his wheelchair. Little by little. He recognizes something. I’m not sure about what’s wrong with him. But the way he stares at my mom is quite odd. As if they knew each ot
Sarah’s POV.It's been 8 months since I witnessed Alice's bleeding. There has been no progress in my relationship with Henry. He even keeps me at a distance, and we rarely have the chance to meet. From the summer to the autumn, I go through this with my fellow maids. Winter arrives when it is due."
Sarah’s POV.Everyone in the kitchen looks in the direction toward a noise, which sounds like broken porcelain. The neighboring housekeepers give each other knowing looks; they all know about Diana's constant abuse and the constant struggle I confront. Anxiety rises as the room fills with hushed con
Henry’s POV."Look into Diamond's group news; I heard about Angel; define what happened, and what about the others?" "Has anyone else been hurt?" When I get in the car, I call Jack and question him about what happened, my voice laced with concern.Diamond is a group that fights criminal organization
Sarah’s POV.I can't sleep after getting to the room and garsp on my bed like a stranded fish. I sit up and itch my chin, feeling insane for not having my phone. Phone addiction irritates me; if I don't scroll reels on I* while I'm anxious, the stress eats my soul. I hate how I look at myself. I hat







