Soralina steps out of the mansion in a sour mood. But sour as it may be, she does a pretty good job in masking it through a straight face, watching from the top of the stairs as the guests leave in their cars, the vehicles pulling out of the driveway one by one like train."When will I see you again?" Louise asks, but not to the one you are thinking, no. Not to Soralina, but to Agatha, the one with whom he had been engaged in a conversation throughout dinner.Agatha smiles, turning to her sister and letting her take the show from here. She has had her fill. "I don't know. But I'm sure Soralina here would love to pick a date."At the mention of her name, Soralina glances at Agatha with masked hatred, but when she spies Louise watching her, she puts on her fake sweet smile, turning to him as she intertwines her hands around his elbow. "You pick a date Louise! When do you wanna meet?"Agatha looks away with a smirk, knowing that this isn't what Louise was aiming for as he stutters uncomf

“How did you like the Russo girls?”Jongil’s words have Louise blinking rapidly, completely confused with what his father meant by the question. “I-I don’t understand. Wh-““You did not understand or are you just too shocked to answer?” Jongil literally interrogates his son, making him trip over his own words. “No Ahboji I’m really confused. I don’t understand what you mean.”Jongil shrugs, looking directly at his son. “It is as the sentence goes. How did you like the Russo girls?”Okay. He is not going to elaborate at all. I just have to answer him.But it’s so awkward talking to your dad about such things!He’s never been this serious about any girls that I talked to. Why is this so important to him?“I uh…they-they were nice. I like talking to them-““Just nice?”Then what else do you want me to say? that they were hot, sexy and beautiful enough to grab everyone men’s attention present at the party?“Well…” Louise tries again, finding this interrogation terribly uncomfortable as he

As instructed by Soralina, the skinned body of Mr Monroe hung in the black market for three days. Well, it would have stayed longer if the corpse would have been with its skin and not just flesh which was rotting faster than a bird flying.And the stench was just awful that people had stopped coming to the black market. It was only after Soralina had made sure that their enemies received the message did she order to take the body down, asking it to be burnt and disposed away.And in the next few days, that was all the people could talk about. The feared Russo twins and their inhuman nature."She did what?" Louise asks in the breakfast table with his family as Bianca narrates the story. "What else? Skinned him, and then hung him in the Black market for all to see.""Soralina did that?" Louise asks yet again, making his father look up from the paper he is reading, studying his sons surprise.He must be having second thoughts about his plan now.Bianca nodes, unable to put a bite of her

As Agatha makes her way out of the dining hall, she feels someone following her, but doesn’t bother to turn around or to stop. She keeps walking on, the hairs behind her neck standing up as she feels the person getting closer and closer. By the time she reaches her floor and is almost about to open the door to her room. She feels her sixth sense tingling, like as if there is some kind of threat.Without warning, she turns around, just in time to grab the stalkers out stretched hand and bend it, making the person yelp in pain while she doesn’t let go. Her face set in a fighting stance, she kicks the person with her knee on the back, making them twist uncomfortable before landing another kick with her foot on the back of the persons knees, making them loose balance and fall on their knees, kneeling.Agatha huffs, completely shocked to see the person try something so crazy and immature. “And here I thought you were getting better. I knew better than this when I was the age of eleven, and

The party is in full swing by the end of the night. The youngsters dance and cheer with the birthday girls, enjoying to their hearts content and getting wasted while the elders take it to a more democratic level, leaving the youngers to their own party and moving on the another party hall. And by the end of the night, it is not only the party that is in full swing, but the drunken guests as well.With the main birthday ceremony over and gifts already received, the youngsters now enjoy to the beats of the DJ, shaking their hips to the rhythm of the music with alcohol high in the air. The lights in this part of the house are dimmed, giving it more of the night club vibes.Agatha has left her cloak somewhere on a chair, dancing to her hearts content with the rest of the guest's, until she is noticed by someone.The guy slowly makes his way towards her, standing right behind her as he slowly dances to the music along with her, trying to sync their bodies together. And as Agatha gets intox