บททั้งหมดของ THE BILLIONAIRE’S SEDUCTRESS : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

CHAPTER 2   WARNING: MATURE CONTENT FOR 18+ [ If you are below 18, please leave, because it may not be suitable for your age. Thank you :) ]     The engine roared to life, and the drive towards Belize had put her at ease. As if everything’s been alright, and there are no worries she could tangle herself into. Belize is where Eve – no, it wasn’t her anymore. Rio. Rio grew up in Belize, whereas Eve were only made to entrails entertainment allotted for every guest on El Casa. Outside, the mask hidden were no longer her. Chicago, Beatrice and a few more memories about the stage hadn’t existed. Their absence that put forth her solace, and relief that no one invaded her privacy prior to what has been dealt with. She’ll work for the club, they could have compensation, but all business would be left behind four walls, and she would be unbothered. A sigh escape from her slightly parted lips. It didn’t tak

    CHAPTER 4   Later that evening, El Casa Cuatro is full of rigor, one of the renown club around Mexico. Men loitered. The cheers of both sexes on vigour as they lost sanely –room confined by the smell of alcohol, smoke and sex. Sweaty bodies grind uncaring. Strangers who initiate intimacy in spite of unbeknownst circumstances. People on that place were driving themselves to ruin, but it makes them free. Cluttered disarray in a crude display to what excites them.   “You are going to definitely rock that stage again.” One of the girl sitting right next to Rio – no, to Eve smiled at her.   She have a fair skin, curls running on a semi-circle wave behind her nape and running around her neck put forth her appearance to be somewhat intoxicating just like her. A pair set of teeth, and dimples showcasing that it exist on each side of her cheeks. Clad on a lace robe, yet Rio knew better, the bareness

CHAPTER 6  Rio silently lowered herself at the back of the counter. Hidden physique evoke for her to crawl until she could see through from the door on the 1st floor. Her hunch did not failed her. If reckless, it would only become a matter of time before those thieves scavenge what would be valuable on her house. It wasn’t just a woman, behind her is a group of thugs, 3 men in total in pursuit to the accomplice to urge the door to be open. “P-please! S—somebody!” Her cries compelled truth and anguish, only if Rio is a fool. Without much further ado, Rio opened a cabinet. To feel the wooden cluster and framed Beretta M9A3 without cradled teeter clutched on her hold. It feels heavy, and strange presupposed that it would come to trade her life had she least expected from. To carry it around embark the war it slurred over, a heirloom given scornful for unjustified actions. Rio never forge

CHAPTER 8   BELIZE PUERTE, MEXICO     A nasty headache excruciately is something that set to fester Rio’s mood. Another worst thing for how painful her back was after she dwelled on dreams on the tiled floor on her house sala. To recall what happened from the previous night drove her sour – the robbers and the vague memory of being knocked unconscious that cause her grew dizzy until morning came.   “This is killing me.” She groans.   Rio walked to the kitchen. She brewed some coffee to appease the growing headache, not before checking her phone to see any missed calls from Malcolm. A relief to breathe, when she found none. To worry him is least something she wanted to do. She takes small sips from her cup until her eyes landed towards the headline that caught her attention instantly.   HEADLINE: A BODY WERE FOUND HANGING ON THE CATHEDRAL, MURDER OR A KILLING SPREE?

CHAPTER 10: [And the sparrow sparked a cry; in shambles and chaos that it has never been spared –to peril or to die. ]       [PLAYING: Coming to you by Grass]     The lights flickered on and off. The pungent smell of blood, flesh and piss took over a dominion that could drove one nauseous. An utter silence envelope the place, walls intricate by cracks and holes. A ruin in display, while boulders were gathered on each corner. There’s a low tip-tap on the roof. A rendered cracked pummelled through that caught droplets of rain, which continue dripping on the floor creating some puddles. The entire room seems bizarre, unlikely and devoid of any soul as it appeared to be abandon for a very long time ago. But what strange was a silhouette were actually there pushing what it seems to be a stretcher. A white cloth covered its surface, but the bump and tremors presumably belongs