บททั้งหมดของ Masked Assassin: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

The time Daimon finally got a day off, he was able to tend to his brother and Keisha got the whole day to rest. His little brother also started feeling better and he was glad that he got some help, or else he would still be sick today. "How are you buddy?" he asked as he showed him the food he brought to make him feel better. "Fine…" he replied as he yawned. "Was Keisha taking good care of you?" he continued asking as he prepared the medicine and water together with the food. His brother nodded again with a smile but there was worry in his face. "I don't think she's fine though…" His voice was soft and concerning, the innocence of a child's words. Daimon paused and turned to his brother. He sighed heavily before sitting down. "Why do you say that?" he asked reassuringly and his brother started contemplating his answer. He looked down at the ground as he fidgeted with his fingers. He held the boy's little hands. "It's okay, Jake," he reassured, calling him by his second name. "S-so

They were starstruck, unable to move. The woman in front of him can't be the person he thinks she is. He's drunk and hallucinating already, the mere thought of this being real sends him over the moon. "Keisha…" he whispered in a grungy tone as he pulled her by her waist. His voice whispering her name sends shivers down her spine. She was longing for him, wanting to meet him again. But why now? In the middle of the street where many people can see them? She was frozen, with no idea what to do. Keisha could smell the alcohol and cigarettes on his breath and body. "I missed you," Eros whispered and reached for her cheeks but she moved away. Moments later, the police approached the pair. Keisha thought of what to do and how to explain the situation. "Ma'am, are you injured in any way?" Keisha shook her head as she tried to explain what happened. "I know this person, it's fine, really." She almost sounded desperate so they will leave them alone. "I don't want to press charges," say

KEISHA only agreed to meet the man who doubted and believed that he left her to die that day because Daimon said that Eros would explain a lot of things to her that only he should. She doesn't want to meet him yet but she has to do what she has to do. "If you didn't want to meet him, why did you even dress like that?" Daimon teased as she saw him behind her from the mirror she was looking at herself in. She looked at him with furrowed brows without answering his question. "Can I not dress to impress?" she asked and he chuckled loudly. Keisha wore a red halter dress that exposed a lot of her cleavage area at the front. It was long enough that it reached her ankles while she was wearing white high heels. Her hair was curled and she wore some makeup but not too much that it looks unnatural. "Sure, whatever way you can try and convince yourself," he answered before rolling his eyes. Keisha breathed heavily and she turned around and told him she was ready. He nodded his head before lea

The floor was cold and rough, Keisha was in the trunk of a car with no idea what was going on. She could hear the engine vibrate against her ear and feel the movement of the car, driving at a relatively moderate pace. She just woke up again and her senses were hypersensitive while she tried moving around from the small space. Her mouth was tied up and so were her arms but not her legs. She could not speak or scream even if she wanted to. However, she was calm and collected. She wondered how long it had been since she was laying there like she had no life. Minutes? Hours? She couldn't keep track anymore. All she knows is how dark and cold the back of a car can be. The car came to a halt and she heard the door at the front of the car open and close. She stiffened as the sight of the limelight made her eyes hurt. After hours of being kept in the dark, she finally saw light again. Though, it was still relatively dark. It was night and there was barely any noise in the area. She only h

Eros was closer to the car, on the brink of hitting it. When they reached the bridge, the metal floor and ridges were rusted. It looked so old yet it was able to hold their weight. The sound of the metal clinking against the motorcycle wheels was loud and rough. Once they reached the middle of the bridge, he commanded Daimon to get ready. A few minutes later, both the car and motorcycle reached the end of the bridge and were able to drive faster once they were out of the metal ground. "Now!" His scream echoed in the woods as they drove further. Without looking back, he already knew they were far enough from what was about to erupt. Daimon pressed a button creating a loud and deafening sound at the very start of the bridge. The noise was so loud that everyone cringed from the screeching noise. Those who were driving in the middle of the bridge felt eerie. It felt like the bridge to their deaths. Turns out, their worst fear and the worst thing that could happen in this scenario woul