The warm water cascaded down my skin leaving goosebumps all over my body, I soaped myself getting rid of everything and everyone at once.This sensory restriction was like an extended brain blink. It cuts the outside world and ideas bubble up into awareness. Ideas to kill people by being right under their noses. A faithful dog biting his owner, do you know why because the owner snatched its most precious thing. I stepped out of the cubicle and saw a new Olivia who was ready to bring down the monster, wrapping myself in a towel I stepped into my space, and picked a bandeau neckline with elegant fold-over detailing on the cream crop top and paired it with petite wide-leg cargo trousers in beige. I tied my hair in a neat high ponytail highlighting my sharp features, I went for light makeup with dark lipstick and sneakers. Hiking my tote bag on one of my shoulders, taking my car keys and of course gun, I was ready to leave.It was almost midday when I descended downstairs the room was cl

He dropped me at the exact place where my car was parked in the morning, I stepped out of the car and our eyes locked for the last time. There is something about the intensity he looks at me. I nodded my head and he simply stared at me, his eyes never leaving mine. I turned on my heels, the beautiful moon shone high in the sky like a queen on her throne, and the atmosphere reigned in calmness and quietness. The mansion that has been my home felt foreign, I saw two guards guarding the entrance and, I gracefully walked towards them. In silence declaring that none of them is capable of caging me. This mansion has seen blood more than rain, the screams of people will echo if you listen in silence, each wall has heard a murder story and if you dig you'll find corpses more than a graveyard can have and one day this mansion will witness one more murder of; the monster. "The boss wants to see you," I knew it was coming, I nodded my head and strode towards his office. I was on my way and I

While trekking my way inside my heart skipped a beat as I walked into the dark and damp ship, two heavy-hitter men forwarded with their knives in our direction. This is the beauty of war it never goes the way you plan. I have been taught to hold a knife, use guns and hand fight but it has always been behind the training gates this was real. One mistake and you'll be gone.With a determined stare, I pulled the trigger with a reverberating bang. The right one fell to his knees followed by the other in shock as he clutched at his bleeding chest, his knife clattering to the floor."Uncle, watch out your back," The obsession to win blinded me, we headed forward to the main room, men kept on coming and we took down all of them. Two minutes passed and I pulled the trigger to hit the burly one-eyed man, he had a huge body so, I thought of shooting him from the dark but I realised I ran out of bullets. "What's wrong?" Uncle asked"I don't have loaded guns," I answered pressing the comm of t

I cast him a skeptical look as his bullshit meter was ticking in the red zone, if he asked me to kiss then what was he up to now. I needed an explanation. He studied me with a predator’s unwavering attention. "What's wrong?" I asked my tone low, looking at him and biting my lower lip. "I don't kiss Miss Vitalio," He answered my face still in his hands. My eyes narrowed, and a vertical wrinkle between my eyebrows. My lips pursed slightly."But you," I stammered at the loss of words. "I know but that's what your problem is," He confessed removing his hands from my face and taking away his warmth with his hands. I took a step back balancing myself from the aftermath of shock. I looked at him, my gaze locked with his, "What's my problem?" His finger came up in the air and he pointed it in my direction. "This," He stepped forward and I took a step back. My heart thundered against my chest. And before I could move further from him he pulled me towards him like always, his hand circli

Isabella was in her late twenties, she narrated to me her story of how she met Dario her husband who happened to be Victor's best friend, she further told me about how she had a crush on him and one day when his brother brought him home drunk, she took care of Dario and both of them weren't able to keep their feelings and lust under check and ended up having sex. "Trust me, he was too angry," I looked at her imagining how he would have kicked his own friend's ass for daring to sleep with his sister. She continued, "and after a huge drama he approved our relationship and here we are, two years of a successful marriage. I love Dario and I love Victor more because he doesn't show but he silently takes care of his loved ones," She said pressing the back of my palm and I saw assurance in her eyes that he will care for me too. "It must not be a new concept for you as I guess you already know this," I won't lie but he has taken care of me in his way. "Hey I'm going to call you olive if yo