Lahat ng Kabanata ng Surreptitiously Yours (SPY) : Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

 "Blanche..." Doe called her name, but Blanche stayed frozen and it looked like she stopped functioning. When she heard that Hent stopped functioning, the first thing she realized was she didn't capture her conversation with Alas, the secret door of Ace that has solid proof that Ace and Alas are twins, or confessing her true self to Farah and many more. She couldn't deny that she's happy about that, now she was secure that her feelings were just hers. But then, she realized that Hent's vital for her to perform better, all of what she sees, Hent can also see, what she feels, what she heard, everything, except when being asleep, that's the only thing she can't access, her dreams. But she can't point if that's good or bad. If only she can feel also what Hent feels, but they only created Hent and not her. Blanche heard the opening of the double metal doors in the basement and two taps on her back

"Don't you know how to cook? Your mom taught you, didn't she?" Hent said as she searched for baking bowls and other tools for baking on the kitchen cabinets. "What? How did you know that?" Blanche was bewildered by the fact that Hent knew that. She doesn't tell anyone her past, although a few people knew it, she kept it hidden from the people in the organization. Life grabbed Blanche by the scruff of the neck. As someone would've penned it, she was once a lamb that turned into a dinosaur in a short time. She could still hear the shot of a gun that time when she made sure that her mom, dad, and brother were dead. Because if she didn't, they would live in fear, scared by the bad guys in this world when in fact they shouldn't be, life's all about happiness and being free not being scared by other people. And so she convinced herself for so long that that's the right thing to do. That they killed them be

"Doe," Bon called. Doe doesn't have that strong and distinguishes personal character that can attract people's attention. She's more on the sharp. Her hair's thin, straight and lighter with no volume at all compared to others but she made herself stand out by when Bon sees her for the first time in a pet shop. She was tied with a leash on her neck and her back was full of cuts and slashes from the whip that tortured her every night. Her hair's black and she was so skinny that time, she resembled the pain etched on Bon's ex-lover. Her cries of pain sound like a howl of the wolf desperate to reach for the moon. Bon became curious and bought her without thinking twice. Maybe because she finds her like with someone in the past. He treated her the way he would treat her wife if she was still alive. She turned her into the lady she was, he changed her hair color, made her who she was right now. But what was it that changed his way

Loading...Astolfo formed his lips into a thin line as he waited for Blanche to answer. But just like the time where he decided to stay on the docks when everybody leaves, because of the note he gave to her, he's looking more ecstatic opposite to what Doe and Bon felt. It was supposed to be a black operation -a clandestine operation that only the three of them knew. It's not like they're rebelling against the organization, but that's close to it rather than any other explanation. Bon has a half-brother named Noir and they both entered the organization without making any noise, their successes screamed for them and they easily promoted on being specials. No one could say they have connections, those two brothers were just skilled and talented as fucked, and they know what they're doing. That comes with knowing if they're being fucked up or not. The organization made the wrong decision of messing with the br

 Misha's head throbbed as she tried to stand up from the couch that she slept on. Looking around at the table full of pizza crust, chips, chicken wings, and bottles and cans of beer. The carpet in the living room smelled like the vomit of all the drinks and foods mentioned. Her head feels like someone was continuously banging her skull with a hammer. She stood up to distance herself from that smelly carpet and stretch her arms in the small balcony of the room. She was wearing a big bunny oversized shirt and cotton pants, she wore a bunny head house slippers and there's a khaki-colored turban with a ribbon on the side. The sun's already on its full warmth and yet it felt to stay in bed all day and do nothing, but of course, that's impossible, she's an emerging adult now, she needs to find money to fend for herself. That's why she chose the organization, it's easy to gain money and socialize and everything; it's all itself. Per