LOGINAlliyah AgustinI managed to get home and sneak inside without anyone finding out about where I had been or what I had done that night, moving as quietly and carefully as I possibly could through the dark corners of the mansion, my heart still pounding from the adrenaline that had followed me all the way back.Or at least, that was what I wanted to believe.The moment I reached the terrace connected to my room, I quickly removed all of my outer clothing and even my undergarments, carefully gathering them in my hands as I tried to think clearly despite the rush of emotions still coursing through me. The cool night air brushed against my skin as I climbed carefully over the terrace railing, trying not to make even the slightest noise that might alert anyone nearby.Once I was sure my room was silent, I slipped inside through the terrace entrance, nearly naked except for the bare essentials I had left on, believing that I had successfully avoided any unwanted attention.However, the mom
Satana“One bomb was not diffused. We have to get out,” Phoenix said while checking his phone, his brows furrowed in concentration as the faint glow of the screen reflected against his sharp features, making it obvious that he had been exchanging messages with someone for quite some time.I wanted to ask him who he had been speaking with all this time, especially considering the tension surrounding us, but at that moment, I simply couldn’t bring myself to care enough to ask. My mind was preoccupied with something else entirely. One of the Astley men was supposed to be inside one of the hotel rooms on this boat.I guess whoever that woman was who had been sent with him must have failed to seduce him, or perhaps things had gone the other way around, and he had seen through the plan before anything could even begin.“We need to get out of here fast then,” I said while wiping the blood smeared across my arms and clothes, trying to clean myself up as much as possible despite the chaos aro
Alliyah AgustinI didn’t say anything, and the man standing right in front of me clearly didn’t like that. His expression slowly turned irritated as he stared at me, waiting for some kind of response. The way he shifted his weight and glanced around now and then made it seem like he was trying to show off in front of the others. For some reason, I had the strange impression that he was trying to impress someone, though I couldn’t tell exactly who.“Tsk. Are you going to speak, or will we make you?” he asked impatiently while pointing a gun straight at me. His grip on the weapon was steady, but his tone was full of annoyance. “You stole something from us.”I raised my eyebrows slightly at the accusation, still trying to stay calm even though the situation was clearly dangerous.“I don’t even know you,” I replied. “What exactly did I steal from you? You can’t accuse people you just met without even explaining what they did.”I paused for a moment before adding, “Especially while pointi
Malix AlphineWhen we finally got onto the boat, the boss and I headed straight toward a private room where we were scheduled to meet Joaquin and the friend he insisted on bringing along. I was a little upset because what about the tupperwares I brought? I want to take home food, huhu!The hallway leading to the room was quiet but carried the subtle tension that always came with gatherings like this. Wealthy men and dangerous figures mingled outside, pretending to enjoy the event, but everyone knew that deals far more serious than champagne toasts were happening behind closed doors.This friend of his was already suspicious from the beginning. Joaquin had mentioned earlier that the man had insisted on coming personally, which was unusual considering the nature of the transaction we were about to make. From what I overheard earlier, Joaquin had informed the boss about it beforehand, almost as if he wanted to make it clear that the situation was not entirely under his control.Dexter
SatanaI boarded the boat exactly as Chester Villanueva had instructed earlier that evening, my heels tapping softly against the polished surface of the deck as I stepped inside the luxurious vessel that was currently hosting one of the most exclusive gatherings of the night. From the outside, it looked like nothing more than a lavish floating hotel filled with wealthy guests dressed in expensive suits and gowns, but anyone who understood the real world beneath all that glitter would know that events like this were never as innocent as they appeared.They were invited to the party like distinguished guests, welcomed with champagne and polite smiles, while I had entirely different intentions for being here tonight.They wanted me to do something, and that task was simple, cold, and precise—to eliminate one of the Astley men who might currently be staying in one of the boat’s hotel rooms.The request itself should have been easy for someone like me, but my mind was somewhere else entir
Claire Cynth“It’s strange, why aren’t we going after Chloe Wayheml?” I asked one of the men I had grown relatively close to during my undercover operation, carefully maintaining the casual tone that I had perfected over weeks of blending in with them.Earlier today, we had just finished a large meeting regarding the enormous bounty placed on Chloe Wayheml’s head, and despite how much information had been thrown around in that room, something about it continued to bother me. I had not kept proper track of how many times I had already visited this place, slipping in and out while pretending to be someone else entirely, but every visit didn’t bring me closer to the answers I needed.I needed to find out more about this unknown organization that the Smiths are directly working with.The man beside me merely shrugged lazily, leaning back against the worn wooden railing as he blew a cloud of smoke from his cigarette into the night air, clearly unconcerned about the topic that had been gna
Third Person PovAlexander’s memory drifted back to that night, to the moment he returned to her room after finally cooling down. The image of her in the bathroom was burned into his mind.She had been slumped on the cold tile, half-conscious, her hair plastered to her damp, flushed cheeks. The sou
Alliyah Agustin-AstleyThe letters were supposed to distract me.That was the plan—to drown my thoughts in ink and paper, to bury the questions clawing at my chest, to silence the shameful fear that I might have lost something precious simply because I had been careless, drunk, and far too vulnerab
Alliyah Agustin-AstleyFor a moment, neither of us moved.The night was quiet around us, the porch light casting a soft glow over his face, and I was close enough to see the slight hitch in his breathing.“Alliyah…” he murmured again, but this time my name didn’t sound like a warning. It sounded li
Alliyah Agustin-AstleyThe event was a success.I smiled as I shook hands with everyone who had attended on such short notice. Despite everything that had happened, Alexander made sure they promised to come again next time. We apologized repeatedly for the blackout and the sudden disruption, but m







