The next day... Arkael and Zadkiel were snuggling naked under the sheets, absorbing each other's body warmth when a little childish voice took them abruptly from their romantic dreams. Last night, Arkael just urged the guy to go into the latter’s flat and make their sumptuous dinner. They drank a bottle of wine and cherished their moments of bliss together without letting the guy know that his so-called mother was taken by someone as he felt like it wasn't necessary to tell.  He was a bastard son perhaps for feeling happy about Merida’s kidnapping but who the hell cares? He could finally breathe, act according to his own will and go out freely without having some nuisance, isn't he? He had been longing to get his freedom back completely ever sinc

Arkael and Zadkiel were now reclining in the couch side by side at the living room across the lady private investigator — Miss Hoop after eating their sumptuous breakfast in a leisurely manner.  Miss Hoop dropped the heavy folder filled with confidential files on the coffee table casually. “This is all I got...” she declared openly. Her eyes shone mysteriously as she glanced at the lovers sitting on the couch across her. “Guys, take a look at this...” she opened the folder and took out a pair of documents, and handed it to the lovers. Zadkiel stretched out his hand and held the file bringing it in front of them. “Birth certificates...”  he mumbled and put it on Arkael’s front. “Love, have a look...” he urged and pushe

Zadkiel gives out a cold snort. “Is this even real?” he subtly asked but his hand clenched into fists. The file is true! He knows it! Hoop is a professional P.I and he didn't doubt her capabilities in finding out the truth. He was just worried that Arkael would break down if he happened to read the file. ‘What to do? What to do?’ he thought inwardly as he shifted on his seat feeling agitated.  ‘DEATH CERTIFICATE’  Those bold letters on the top of the paper made Zadkiel’s mouth gape wide open in inexplicable shock. His hand trembled while clutching the thin paper in between his fingers unconsciously as he swept his gaze on every detail of the file. His eyes slowly narrowed and turned sharp as he began to read the information in silence. He clenched his fist tightly as anger slowly bo

The Private investigator’s expression turned deadly serious and she looked extremely ferocious with an intense desire to harvest someone else’s life due to her immeasurable anger. She hates them! She hated those kinds of irrelevant persons who had the guts to take advantage of those naive children. Putting them on deathbeds like they were some sort of an animal about to be butchered and get sold their organs in the black market in the right period in exchange for an enormous amount of cash! Hoop gritted her teeth in anger. “Mr. Casimiro, please don't blame me if I would have to go beyond your limits,” she stated frankly taking a deep breath to restrain herself from bursting out her fury. “I want Merida Roberts to pay her crime behind bars!” she added casting a sidelong glance of the man who had hired her as his P.I.  

Zack Snyder stared at his confidant intently. His mind swirls frantically flashing some deadly ideas on how to avenge his precious daughter. He wasn't the type of merciful person but he wasn't unreasonable either. He would surely take revenge on the woman within his walls and he want to get her some company to taste the terrible pain that he felt. But he needed to know first if it was worth wasting his time.  “Ah...” Kenneth scratched the back of his head feeling embarrassed at his unsatisfying investigation results. “I haven't taken the details about that matter, boss Zack, my apologies....” he mumbled sounding rather apologetic. “Hmmm...” Zack hummed in response and went on fumbling the short stubble on his chin. “