The Gang Leader's Betrayal

Valentina opened her eyes, blinking away the remnants of sleep, her long lashes fluttering against her cheeks. The world came into focus slowly, and she found herself gazing at the face of the man she had loved with all her heart for nearly three years.The morning sun filtered through the gauzy curtains, casting a warm, golden glow on his features, accentuating the sharp angle of his jaw and the gentle curve of his lips. In this light, he looked even more attractive than usual, if that was possible.She marveled at how they had managed to stay together for so long, considering the numerous fights and arguments they had endured. Each disagreement had felt like a tempestuous storm, threatening to tear them apart, but somehow, they had weathered them all. Their relationship was like a ship that had sailed through rough seas, battered but still afloat.He was, without a doubt, a handsome man. His features were chiseled, as if carved by a master sculptor - high cheekbones, a straight nose,

Vale (pronounced: Vel) drives her Mustang toward the imposing mansion, the engine’s growl matching her tumultuous thoughts. This place had become both a sanctuary and a prison; every visit meant another mission handed down from the man who had turned her life upside down.As she approaches the gate, she rolls down her window, nodding at Louis, the guard on duty. He recognizes her instantly, swinging the gate open with a practiced ease.Vale drives through, her heart racing with a mix of anticipation and dread. The mansion looms ahead, vast and shadowy against the darkening sky, its grandeur reminiscent of a fortress built to intimidate.After finding an empty space, she parks and steps out, the cool evening air brushing against her skin like a reminder of her reality. The guards at the entrance, their muscular forms intimidating, patrol the grounds like vigilant sentinels.They nod in acknowledgment as she walks past, but she brushes past them, feeling a simmering resentment. Why shoul

The basement is quite the view, but not in any way that anyone would expect.You might think this is where enemies suffer until they die, but that’s not the case. They have another base, another cell reserved for the wretched souls they intend to break.Vale shudders at the thought. If she had to hear their voices screaming in agony while they were tortured, she wouldn’t be able to bear it. The heaviness in her heart already feels like a dead weight, and the thought of their pain only amplifies her own.She walks up to the bar table, her hand trembling slightly as she grabs a bottle of beer. With a quick twist, she opens it and shoves it down her throat, tears sliding down her cheeks. “Just... one more,” she whispers to herself, as if that small act could magically erase the pain.She sinks into a chair, wiping her tears with the back of her hand before gulping down another shot. The cold liquid burns as it goes down, and she chokes out a laugh, half-hearted and bitter.“What am I doin

He walks towards her, grabs her arm and drags her into the kitchen.'No, no, no!''If he wants me to make breakfast for him, no, I don’t want to and will not do it!'He sat on the stool, and Vale stood beside him, facing him.“Princess, I’m starving.” he pouted and made a cute puppy face.Vale faced the ceiling, praying that she would be strong enough to look at him. One of the things that mostly hold her from winning is his puppy face. She was surprised when he did it for the first time.Right then and there, she knew, she couldn’t win against his puppy face. Vale wondered if any of the guys had seen him like this.What kind of a feared gang leader would make a puppy face?'Damn it!''How can I resist him?'Vale closed my eyes, 'Inhale, exhale.'Think about a cheeseburger, chicken nuggets, flowers, her family, her Mustang.That’s it! She's going back to the living room.Vale turned around, but a pair of arms swiftly grabbed her waist. Vale gulped when she felt electric sparks fly wher

Vale stormed out from Keith's room and stride towards the balcony.What do people usually expect from a hidden killer?Jump from the balcony onto the ground beneath?Yeah, call her crazy, but she never fractured her bones after a lot of training and experience.She's not jumping right away. Usually, she would back away a few meters from the rail before running towards it, putting her right foot on the holders, jumping and doing a few backflips.She looked at the grounds, searching for guards.Vale could see one at the far corner on her left, and another one is facing his back on her. Check! Security camera? One on her left, check!That was easy for her. Even if it moves around a lot, she can still escape it.Okay. So, here we go!One... Two... Jump!Thud!...and there...Vale landed on the ground smoothly.She ran towards the nearby tree, shielding herself from the guards and the security camera.She kept running and hiding until she reached the tree near her car.Thanks to Louis, he p