Twisted Encounter

After a moment of driving past the busiest street of San José, Ares slowly drove his McLaren 720S along the coastal highway where the richness of the sun is gradually fading and replaced by the dark. Outside of his car, you can visibly hear the sound of the waves pounding on the edge of the shore.   He should still have a meeting by now, but he doesn't know what pushed him to go home. He touched his forehead with one hand leaning against the window while the other held the steering wheel. He takes a deep sigh. What's wrong with him?   When he arrived, the iron gate opened when it recognized his car. Inside were guarded by hundreds of armed men roaming around the area. The mansion is not just an ordinary house, and it has a control system, training center, weapons, drugs, and secret passages underground. Best killers and assassins were using the in and out of the route so they won't have to enter the mainland. The house was renovated from an

Ares was sitting comfortably on his swivel chair, and holding a cup of coffee in his left hand, while the other was scanning every page of documents and profiles. Folders are neatly piled on his table, while crumbled ones are scattered on the floor. Clearly, the business proposals he declined to sign.   He heard the door open and automatically put down the things he held when Liam entered the room.   Liam raised his hand, carrying a black envelope on it. His face was clearly telling him it was a piece of early bad news.   "I suggest you to finish your coffee first before I spill this one on the table," Liam smirked while stretching his body in front of him.   He is used to him being so annoying every time. Even if they were in the worst life and death situation, his rascal and annoying attitude were always present.   "My bullets had no patience." He looked at him coldly whil

"Let's say Mr. Grant owned almost every business here in San José City," William explained. We were walking in the courtyard of the mansion while he was feeding up my curiosity. He is a very kind person, unlike Ares. I mean, he is hot but a snob. I decided to go for a walk around the estate when I woke up this morning. The things I saw inside the walls of this palace-like haven blew my mind! When I stepped outside, I saw a large group of men wearing black and white suits and carrying guns. Some are armed with katanas! I believe I've seen them in a movie before. Men in suits, armed with weapons, who are handsome, hot, and — "Are you all right, Luna?" William inquired. He seemed concerned because I was zoning out. "Of course!  I was just wondering what kind of business that could be. Is it legal?" My inquisitive mind can't help but wonder. He looked me in the eyes

"Hello, Luna! What are you up to at the moment?" Liam was the one who called. It's her sixth day in the city, and Liam is constantly visiting her. Sometimes he will tell her to look out her window, and he will be there to say hello, give her a basket of fruits, or randomly knock on her front door to inspect the entire house, which is very strange. "I was just watching the sunset on the bay walk. Now I'm off to the market to get some groceries for dinner. Why?" She answered, waving and smiling at random strangers. She already had friends. The guy selling flowers, the people in the market who sometimes give her free meat or fish, and even though she has the money Liam gave her, she can't refuse those goods. Her neighbors also welcomed her, and most of them were Grant's company employees. "I was checking in to make sure I had something to report to the big boss. Stay at the house tonight, alright? Hey,

My feet are treading on a shady path. I could feel the pain of every little rock buried in it, as well as the thorny weeds I stepped on while holding back the sobs that wanted to escape my mouth. I could hear the voices and footsteps of whoever was pursuing me from a distance. "Find her! She hasn't gotten that far yet!" When I heard a loud bang from the gun, I dropped to my knees. I knelt down to examine the wound in my stomach and pressed it with my palm to stop the bleeding. The pain was draining all of my energy, and all I could do was shake my head gently to avoid fainting. While trying to catch some air, I crawled in the opposite direction, thinking it would be safer. Even though I was on the verge of collapsing, I was able to lift my body despite the sharp point of the grass slitting my skin and inflicting a painful sting. "Hello. We haven't located her yet, but it won't be long before we do! A