THALIA ISABELLE“Hansel can run it,” I said to him but he just nodded.“I know he can but you’re my wife and you’re available,” he said to me and I rolled my eyes at his justification. “As far as I remember, you never trust your company to me, what’s the difference now?” I asked him and he look in the other direction.I am not manipulating him I am just stating the facts so he could remember the past because I don’t want to run his company, I have a job inside his company and the investigation is still in process. I can’t dance on the two-stage together.“Your hypothesis before might be proven after you left your company under my care, Giovanni. I have nothing to lose now, remember,” I said to him, giving him negative ideas about me so he could change his mind.“You’re a businesswoman, Thalia. You don’t want to see your building collapse, am I right?” he said and I don’t know if he is threatening me or he is making me wear his shoes if I fail the company. So I played dumb.“I am a bus

THALIA ISABELLEGrey was horrified when he saw the man who shot an arrow get fired by me. He is now bleeding holding his wound. I jogged towards him and Grey is coming after me. I aimed the gun at his forehead. "May I know the reason behind this shit?" I asked him.He just smirked at me. "Whatever you do, the money from your company is stolen and burnt," he said and I rolled my eyes. I shot him right in the forehead. "Why did you kill him, Thalia?" "He's useless, he is spitting nonsense," I said simply and blow the tip of my gun. "Let's look for those people that satan needs," I said to him. He shook his head. Afterwards, we found the home of the person we were looking for. I knock on the door and there's no response inside. I look at Grey. "Open it," I told him. "We are trespassing the house," he said and he is afraid that he will be accused of stealing but who cares? Before the person will cry for help, they will cry for pain and death. "Grey, they did trespass the money of

THALIA ISABELLE I was frozen when I saw him standing beside my car. What the hell is he doing here? "What are you doing here?" I asked him and he is just simply standing there devoid of any emotion on his face. He is still wearing his corporate attire. "I came back when I found out what you did, Thalia," he said sending a shiver to my spinal cord. I cleared my throat to lower the tension building up in my system. "I just did what I have to do," I defended myself. He took a deep breath because of what he heard from me. "I get it that you did it but the point is, your safety is at stake," he calmly said and that terrifies me more. Giovanni is scarier if he's calm amidst the conflicts. "Thalia, I am damn worried about you, that's why I flew back here," he said, and I just nodded to end the conversation. I am too tired to talk about it. I am not escaping, I am just emotionally drained. But I am not guilty of what I did."See you at home, Giovanni," I told him and played with my

In each day that passes by, the dead feelings that are long gone starting to rise like alive. I kept my head and myself busy to not think things like that. I don't want to betray myself because of my stupid heart. I was once betraying myself and I led it to my destruction. I woke up first and I am doing some morning exercise to keep myself healthy and strong. I need to bring those assholes on the 6 feet underground. From my view, I can see some of his men are running on the field like military men doing their morning routines. Giovanni is still sleeping like a baby in his bed.As I ran on the treadmill and my mind went back to the past like walking in an old memory lane. After the bombing of the Heart of Seas Hotel, everything went back to normal like there is no war between the mafia families. There are casualties and my brother was injured. Giovanni, on the other hand, came to the Philippines to negotiate with me about the advertisement of his products in my magazine. I was na

The whole day I didn't see Giovanni even his shadow, I observed his men upon their unusual movements but I failed because they are acting normal. "Mrs Brickser, just ask me if you want to see Giovanni," Silver said as he appeared as a ghost. I jumped out of scared. "I am not looking for him," I defended myself and he just shrugs his shoulder. "If you want to see him, just go to your husband's company and he is rotting himself there," he shared but I rolled my eyes on him. "I'm not going there. I just got home," I told him and he nodded like he wasn't convinced at all. I am relieved that he is just there because I felt a little guilty due to our arguments this morning. I heaved a deep sigh and went inside our room. I am about to remove my top when my phone rings and I rolled my eyes. But it is from an unknown so my forehead creased. "Yes?" "Is this the wife of Giovanni Brickser?" "I am," I told the man on the speaker. "Ma'am, your husband is in our hospital. He was shot on hi