~Axthon"Axthon, do you know where the hell Seth is?" Raynel asked me as he gasped for air."What do you think? Would I go insane looking for him if I knew?" I retorted to his stupidity.Tsk! He just tilted his head side to side, ignoring what I just said."Axthon!" I turned around when I heard a shout not far away, and there she was, running towards us.Thank goodness she's here. I think she is doing a better job than the two of us in finding Seth.Wait. Is she allowed to run? Because she runs like she's being chased by rabid dogs. She's only worsening her asthma."Hey Tricia We don't want you to be hospitalized, and we don't want you to worsen your condition because you're running." I stopped her when she came in front of us. Raynel rubbed her back as she leaned her hands on her knees to catch her breath. Tsk.Pervert. I knew he was doing it not to help Tricia, but for other

~Seth"Seth, are you certain you brought Tricia to them? In a safe manner?" Axthon asked as I walked into my house and went straight to the kitchen.They were looking at me suspiciously as they followed me. Are these guys don't have a little trust on me?Yeah, I'm aware that I can be ruthless at times, I suppose?'Really?' my mind asked.Okay, let me rephrase that. I may be ruthless all the time, but I will not do such a thing. Like the one they're thinking right now, especially about the person they said saved my life.I know when and who the people are who are worthless enough for me to kill."Of course, I brought her home. I know what you're thinking, but trust me when I say I didn't do anything." I defended myself, not bothering to look at them as I took some canned beer from the fridge before facing them."Are you certain? We don't want to read in the paper tomorrow that a body identified as the heiress o

~SethIn the end, I decided not to wear what my mother had prepared for me. Instead, I put on a fitted white V-neck shirt top, a black coat that folds up below my elbow, denim jeans, and brown Timberland shoes.I leave my hair messy and take one last look in the mirror. When I was satisfied with my appearance, I decided to descend the stairs, where mom and dad were waiting for me.I hate doing things like this, it always happened all over and over again. Dad wants me to come for a so-called dinner with his business partner, but he ends up pairing his or her available daughter, and if I refuse, he will just start this fucking dinner with another business partner who knows who.It irritates the hell out of me, believe me.On the other hand, I'm curious about Willsmith and what she might look like tonight. Will she continue to wear her mask? I don't think so, because is there such a thing as a dinner with your face covered? Will s

~TriciaSeems like my mind became blank just for a moment as I stared at the file provided by Pavi."Wait, I notice something on your face. Your tattoo's gone!" I heard her exclaimed but I don't give any response. I turned to face her ignoring what she had said."Does anyone know anything about this mission?" I asked her, I just hope no one else gets our mission because if someone else does, Dad's life will be in grave danger any minute now, and I can't let that happen, ever. They've become a part of my life, and I can't bear the thought of losing even one of them."Give me a second." she said, retyping on the keyboard.Why would anyone want to kill Dad? As far as I know, he has never had a difficult adversary or someone who harbored any deep hatred for him. In terms of business, he's been fair to all of his associates, and I've heard no complaints about him.I can't think of any reason why someone would kill him. Unless

~TriciaI'm so full of that bloody mafia shit! Because of that mafia I lost my twin sister and they put this fucking curse on my face.If I had been even a minute late, I could have lost my dad and possibly even my mom! Only to found out that my dad is involved to a fucking mafia and for bitches sake's he's the fucking mafia boss.You wouldn't think I'd be dancing and singing in joy because I found out, would you?"How long has it been?" Dad, oh yeah, I forgot they were still here, and I look at mom, seeing the horror on her face."Is it true sweetie?" Mom asked. Wait why didn't she seem surprised to hear that dad was involved in the mafia? Does she know everything about all of these?"Yes." I responded without hesitation because there was no point in hiding it. They've already found all of my hidden weapons in the basement."Did you know everything about these mafia shits, mom?" I asked looking straight into her ey