Semua Bab CAST OUT : Bab 11 - Bab 20

Kenzo stood by the car for about five minutes and she still wasn’t coming out from the club. And whenever he talks into the small mic, the only thing he hears was her muffled sound. They were supposed to leave in five minutes, he couldn’t leave her behind. Did something happened to her, why wasn’t she out yet, was she that gullible enough to get access to easily, was he, perhaps having his way with her already, the thought of it, irks him, he tucked his gun properly in its place, he can’t blame her, Hazard was a very rough man. marching back to the club. Giving orders to Aziel to leave if he doesn’t come out in ten minutes. They had stayed behind time already. Any more delays and they’re screwed. The took long stride towards the room upstairs, and the problem was, he doesn’t know which room she was in.

The phone kept ringing on the table beside the bed. And no effort was made to pick it up. But she kept staring at the phone as it rings.“Pick the damn phone, Sara.” “I don’t want to.” “It would only make you more suspicious.” “They could get suspicious for all I care, I don’t give a damn. I stay with the winning team.” She looked down at the phone, Aziel was calling, it was twenty missed calls already.“Kenzo is the loser huh?”“No doubt he’s losing. And when you get the crown, I got to be the queen.” “You can never say, it&r

 Trending..... KENZO BRENNON ENGAGEMENT TO ZARA GILBERT.Soon getting married.  Shocking? Yeah right.Elina stared down at her laptop again, and rubbed her eyes, maybe she wasn’t seeing so well. He was engaged, to who? She click her tongue. Someone his match. Her face looks scary too. They deserve each other.“But She’s so pretty and perfect.” She touched her lips and eyed herself. Her hair was messy, she definitely reeks, of drugs and heat, her eyes were a bit swollen, figures weren’t so good, covered up in her baggy pajamas pants. She held a toothbrush in her mouth. Mtchweew!

 Elina eyes flapped opened, she was hit by a sharp pain on her head. Sending her shutting her eyes again. With her hands clasped over her forehead.What the fuck?She felt like dying. What could have happened to her, where was she anyway, she slowly, opened her eyes again, and stare at the big room, awash with gold. The beautiful chandelier shining above her head.She was certain, this wasn’t her room. She shook her head, with accompany with another pain.Where is she?The room, everything, smells rich, was she perhaps back there again.She jumped from the bed, it was possible she was here again. How could it be?How did she get here?Jeez !She couldn’t remember a damn thing. Gripping tightly to the pillow, she hugged it so tight. And buried her head in it.She couldn’t be here, right.She couldn’t be back to the mansion, not again.“Aargh, my head hurts.&r

Her lips parted. Ready to protest. He couldn’t just tell her to do all that. All for what, because she puke on his shirt, it was a mistake, moron. He balled her fist.And punched him. Imaginary. Thankfully his back was against her. And didn’t get to see the disgraceful act. She let her hands fell beside her. Staring down at her tore dress, the only dress she had. Like he seems to read her thoughts, He spun around. Looking at her. “Sambas would give you another cloth to wear..” She quickly let down her hair to cover her face. With her head bow, she was probably feeling the pains of bending her neck for a while now. “W