‘Should I trust him?! Should I welcome the trouble or should I just protest? It's not that he's gonna value my resolution. So, despite being reluctant, I think I should give it a try since I have no other option except for this.' Maze pinched her lower lips while pondering in her head. “Ummmm... The thing... You just..." Maze stuttered failing miserably to voice her question. His cold gaze was giving her really hard time to even breathe on let alone talk. Mustering up the left crumbled courage in her, she gripped the arm of the chair as her last straw," The thing you just said about leaving after…um…recovery, Should I believe in you?” She suspiciously looked at him trying to extract his expression from his blank face. Imogen sighed and looked at her, “I don’t lie Tinker bell, I find it futile…Though I hate to repeat my word.But let me restate once again for you," He shifted and straightened his back while assuring her through his oceany blue eyes," I would leave as soon as I recover

◒ Imogen ◒   I am Imogen Mcmaster.  The would-be 24 years old master of the Italian mafia. But I am already performing my powers. I believe it's my right and none can snatch this away from me. This was my first time staying out of my territory.     Though I forcefully entered into her life, from the first moment I laid my eyes on her, there was something special that was pulling me towards her.    My fascination could be fatal to her. It's not she was the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I have seen more beautiful women than her who did not hesitate to sell their bodies in exchange for my inherent money.  

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh !! What the hell" Maze screamed covering her mouth to stop the pile of bile rose to her throat. Her eyes bulged out in fear as if they would just pop out of her socket just now.   While having a heated conversation with Maze, Imogen noticed some uninvited presence there. And his suspicion got confirmed as soon as he saw a dark shadow subtly moving at the side of where Maze was.   Gu

◔ Maze ◔  I was already regretting deciding to do everything all alone by myself. I should have at least call Jesha.  

◓ Maze ◓Staring at the ceiling, I couldn't hold the tears that stung my eyes. I let them flow as long as they could fall. Hot tears crossed my face, slowly gliding down my sideburns.I wasn't angry with how he tried to manhandle me. I was angry at myself.I so hate myself. I hate that I couldn't stop him. I hate that I couldn't defeat him. He could easily trample me as long as he wanted. How come I couldn't stop him from whatever he was doing? How come I fall so weak in front of his might?"What if he didn't let me go? What if he decided to do it again?" different thoughts were running inside my mind.I shoved all my thoughts and got out of bed. I walked into the bathroom to freshen up and take a shower.Just as I entered the bathroom, I was kind of shocked. It was fully white inside with a large white bathtub set in the middling, and a row of mirrors was attached to one side, another side a large bowl-shaped glass basin was placed with a large mirror joined to it. There was a larg