All Chapters of Twisted Encounter : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Luna excitedly runs downstairs while giving smiles and greetings to the maids who are busy doing chores around the mansion. Everyone was busy changing curtains, arranging freshly picked flowers in large vases, and prepping breakfast in the garden. The morning is still young. The fog at the East is still visible while the yellow-orange sun is slowly rising over the horizon. She had just gotten out of the shower when she received a phone call from Liam, informing her that he would be coming to the estate this morning. Who wouldn’t be excited if she only had Liam on her side while everyone else ignored her presence! Well, except for Ares, who is at least now giving her a little bit of attention. Speaking about Ares, after leaving his room last night, she went back running to her room and screamed like a madwoman! She wanted to vanish at the very same time, and Scar was giving her a cold stare as if in his eyes; that w

The blinding light from the sun woke me up. I squinted a bit when I opened my eyes that got directly hit by the sunlight. My whole body was covered with heavy blankets, and the pillows were strewn everywhere on the bed. I lazily sat down and fixed my hair but suddenly flinched when I felt an excruciating pain inside my head! What's happening? "Aaaah!" I screamed while aggressively pulling my hair, attempting to ease the pain! The deafening sound was resonating inside my ears, and I almost fainted. Fortunately, I heard a loud growl echo around the four corners of the room, making me snap back to my senses. It was followed by a loud banging of the door. "Luna!" While catching my breath and sweat all over my face, I tried to find the familiar voice who was hurriedly coming my way. Despite my blurry vision, I still recognized the person wearing anxious eyes in front of me.&nb

For some reason, I don't know why I kept thinking of what Ares had told me earlier. I mean, it's no big deal. If I were him, I would be thinking the same, and especially there was news around the estate that the organization is on the edge of rising war lately. I took a deep breath and exhaled loudly when the breeze blew right into my face. I'm here at the mansion's rooftop, where the coastal road to the City is visible. My eyes were fixed to the road, waiting for the familiar car who left this afternoon. I'm not waiting for him, okay? It's just that at this moment, I am bored, and I'm still pissed, and still, I'm not going to talk to him later. It doesn’t matter if he meant it or not. You don't talk to sick people like that. Again, I took a deep breath, sat down, and let my feet hang on the ledge. From here, I can see all the guards roaming around the estate. There were twenty armed men here on the rooftop, b

"Did you get the piece?" "No. That old man is good at hiding his precious things! I should have killed him before when I still got the chance. He only trusts that bitch!" said the woman with the red hair. I came across the room with two people talking, but I couldn't clearly see their faces. I could see them through a small opening of the door, unconscious of my existence. I could barely contain my anger as I held the doorknob of the door. I am aware to myself that this is part of my dream again. This time I don't want to stop the memories that flow through my mind even though I know that the moment I wake up, it will cause me another severe headache. "Don't try to harm that old man. Soon enough, he will hate the girl. I'll give him enough reason to kill her with his own hands. He won't tolerate betrayal after all." That statement was followed with an evil laugh from the middle-a

"Good boy! Fetch!"Ares was standing beside the fountain as his eyes seriously followed every woman's movement wearing a matcha color sundress that matches the color of freshly trimmed grass and flat gladiator sandals with gold laces ties. The soft bristle of the wind was brushing her long ponytailed hair, curled in the ends, and sometimes, it went to her face when she playfully ran and turned her body modesty while chasing the lion and the dog. It was late in the afternoon—almost five, and the sun was about to rest on the west and is now giving soft orange light like the colors are bidding goodbye to the Earth as it is about to sleep. The crescent moon is already up at the far right facing North, bestowing its eyes to the woman whose laughter was blissfully influencing the air with her light energy. To be honest, the estate had always been tranquil for the pasts years. The silence was extravagant, and people working here changed monthly, excep