When the Queen is not around, the King is on a rampage"Where's Maeve?" Celeste asked once again as panic started to consume her. She hadn't catch even a glimpse of her friend's wife after the lights went on. And having the emcee lying on his own blood on the very stage where Maeve used to stand before the lights went off is not helping either."Why are you so calm?! Your wife's nowhere to be found!" She lashed out. But September just coldly turned to her."Do I looked calm to you?" He asked back. When Celeste was about to retort back, she caught her friend's eyes and realized what was brewing in there. She almost took a step back because of the violent assault that was written in his eyes.

Game of Manipulation"Sir," September turned to one of his men who held a guy by the collar.The guy looks like in his mid-twenties. He was wearing a waiter's uniform. He looked terrified as he meet September's gaze."What's with him?" He asked as he silently scrutinize the guy in front of him."Found suspicious messages from his phone." The man in black suit answered as he raised the man's phone and immediately handed it over to September.September left a lingering gaze at the guy in front of him before he opened the phone to check. Everyone around them were watching, some were petrified, some were amused and some were just plain curious.

True HoneymoonMason was at a lost of words after hearing September's words.Son-in-laws should be fearing their father-in-laws...right?So why are theirs reversed?"I'm your wife's father! Show some respect---""Respect is earned, Mr. Smith. The moment you sell off my wife in exchange of your freedom, you lost all those respect that I could give you." September said seriously."Where's my daughter? Is she safe?" Mason asked instead, maneuvering the conversation into something else."How would I know? I'm not her kidnapper." September answered mockingly.

Whose Fault is it?"Can we just not get up?" September asked while rolling on the bed while Maeve was pulling his arm."No! You promised me we'll be out today!" Maeve whined as she struggled to pull September away from the bed."Let's just kiss, alright?" September negotiated as if that would benefit both sides."You kissing addict!" Maeve accuses as she pointed out to him after letting go of his arms. He turned around to looked at the fuming expression on his wife's face."And whose fault is that?" He asked smirking.Maeve was speechless. She just taught him how to kiss and he just got too addicted and bec

Call of Reality"September! Who the hell calls in the middle of the night?!" Maeve groaned sleepily after her sleep was interrupted with the shrilling sound of September's phone."It's Falcon. I'm sorry, it must be urgent. I'll take this call, go back to sleep." September, who's sleep was also interrupted kissed his wife's forehead before he gently took her off his chest and wrapped her in a thick blanket before he went to the balcony to answer his butler's call."I swear Falcon, if this is not---""The mastermind called. It's really who you thought it was." Falcon immediately reported before his boss can even shower him with death threats."Why did he call?