THE PLACE was surrounded by the chatter of the crowd, while the place was neatly decorated with distinguished lighting all over. Fancy cars could be seen everywhere, from the parking area to the side of the road, while men and women wearing luxurious attire had a smile on their faces.Just as a car suddenly stopped in front of a huge building, a man came out of the door, his hair combed upward, wearing a black tuxedo. Clenching his jaw, his eyebrows immediately arched into a frown as he looked at those who would dare stare at him.The gossips immediately died out at the sight of the man, and they all felt fearful, lowering their gazes at the sight of him.Meanwhile, the man stood there proudly as he adjusted his necktie. He wiped a gloss of tainted lipstick across his lips before his eyes darted at the door of his vehicle, where a woman suddenly came out of nowhere.Adorned in a black strapless dress with long gloves across her arms, the man pulled her close to him and put his arm aro

DARKNESS was the first thing that could be noticed in the vast place, followed by the sound of heavy footsteps and groaning echoing through the four corners of the room.In one instance, a person drops to the cold, hard ground, his blood dripping down from his forehead.His face was swollen from all the bruises and wounds he sustained, and it was obvious with just a glance that he was having a rough time breathing.A foot suddenly stopped in front of his vision, and his eyes slowly lifted to look at the person with black leather shoes.Immediately, a man fills his eyes with a dark expression on his face. The man looked at him with coldness while lighting a cigarette stick."J-Jefe," he uttered in a weak tone. His eyes were immediately filled with tears, as though he wanted to beg his master for a drop of mercy.Israel didn't say a word. The thoughts in his head couldn't be discerned as he heard the man sobbing in small whimpers."Please, I beg of you . . . I won't do it again," the ma

ALTHEA GASPED, waking up from a horrible dream. She found herself lying on the same bed she usually does, and beside him was a man with the same face she had always loathed. She had never once thought of this man as her lover. He was only a monster to her. After a short while, she finally got up from the bed and immediately made her way to the washroom upon the sudden feeling of wanting to throw up. Thoughts of the time she saw two corpses right in front of her, oozing with worms wriggling was the first thing that made her want to vomit everything. She hasn't eaten anything yet, but it felt like she had thrown up a lot of food that she had previously consumed. Once she finished, she rinsed her mouth and completely submerged her face in water and soap. Upon finishing, she saw herself in the mirror, standing in front of her, and quickly felt devastated. For some reason, even when she is staring right into the same person, she feels like a foreign substance is standing right beside h

"ALTHEA," a man's voice called, which made her open her eyes slowly. As soon as a figure erupted in her sight, her orbs widened in shock, letting out a gasping sound. And in one instance, she woke up from a terrible dream with the face of the man's face engraved in her mind.Those terrible red eyes were staring right at her, lusting after her body. It felt like, for a moment there, she was back in the past.After just a few seconds of her hyperventilating, she noticed she was drenched in sweat. She found herself in the same room she had been sleeping in for the past few months, and beside her was the monster who oppressed her in this small cage.She got up from the bed, her thoughts jumbling all over the place. She walked straight to the washroom, the silence of the room accompanying her. Judging by the moonlight from outside the window, she can tell that the time is moving slowly and that it is only past midnight.She washed her face on the sink, letting the cold touch of the water r

LINDA feared the lights out of her when she heard those words echo from the vast room of the headquarters. As soon as his voice dominated the place, she feared that something bad would have happened to her mistress, but to her surprise, nothing did. The loud, deafening sound of the gun was not aimed at her or Althea at all. It was aimed directly at the man who was about to attack her mistress. Meanwhile, Althea just stood there emotionless, not even blinking at the sight of a body dropping to the ground in front of her. She was like a corpse that was breathing but lifeless. It seemed that her trauma was surfacing on her more and more, and she became an immobile doll.Linda came rushing towards her mistress' side; however, she was immediately halted at the sound of the trigger clicking."A dónde crees que vas?" [Where do you think you're going?] the man repeated. She slowly turned around to look at Hugo and noticed that it was aimed directly at her. She stretched her arms into the t