The Dark Angel Of Merciless Deaths のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

"Wait, what?" I exclaimed, my eyes widening in disbelief, almost popping out of their sockets. My lips fell open in shock, and a gust of air escaped directly from my mouth.I stared at the man once again, and Antonio's earlier suspicions proved to be true. Yet, it all seemed so perplexing. The last time we encountered him, Antonio suspected him of spying on us, but he claimed to have come for a routine check-up with his pregnant wife."I don't understand. Why is he here?" I inquired, turning to Antonio. He remained silent, his teeth gritted, while his hand maintained a firm grip on the Asian man's hair.He turned towards me, his gaze devoid of any emotion. My eyes locked with his, and I continued to be filled with a sense of astonishment."We'll find out soon," he responded calmly, flicking his cigarette to the ground."Wake him up," Antonio commanded, taking a step back. I followed suit, positioning myself beside Nello, who observed the scene in silence. Nello's men sprang into actio

The haunting words of Chen echoed relentlessly in my mind, refusing to relinquish their grip even long after the incident had occurred. I had borne witness to a gruesome death, an image that had become etched into the depths of my consciousness. Prior to the fateful event, I should have heeded Antonio's advice and listened attentively when he urged me to leave. Regrettably, my stubbornness prevailed, and I remained steadfast in my refusal to depart.The day it all unfolded, I found myself plagued by relentless nightmares that plagued my sleep. It happened to be the day of the Conseligie's grand wedding, and I stood in my room, attempting to attire myself appropriately. Donning the very dress we had purchased on that ill-fated day at the mall, a strange sensation permeated my being, dissuading me from attending the event. The knowledge that the primary intent was to assassinate both Antonio and me during the car ride instilled a profound fear within me. I couldn't help but ponder why I

As I laid eyes on Bianca, an overwhelming wave of joy surged through me, causing my heart to skip a beat. I simply couldn't contain my elation. It was as if every ounce of happiness I had ever experienced had culminated in that very moment. The anticipation had been nonexistent, especially since I had no inkling that my parents or Bianca would be present in Italy, let alone at a wedding I had been reluctant to attend from the start."Bianca," I whispered softly, barely able to contain my enthusiasm, and in an instant, I found myself darting towards her with an irrepressible smile illuminating my face. Her eyes gleamed with a brilliance that matched my own, as though we shared an unspoken connection. I had yearned for her presence, and her radiant blonde hair seemed to shimmer under the gentle glow of the hall's lights, casting a captivating aura around her."Bianca!" I exclaimed, unable to contain my joy, and I wrapped my arms around her tightly, my hands instinctively finding their p

As I lifted my head, uncertainty mingled with anticipation. My eyes met Bianca's, and a rush of emotions flooded through me. A smile slowly etched its way across my face, unbidden but irresistible. Her presence was unexpected, yet it brought an immediate sense of comfort and joy. Reacting swiftly, I rose to my feet and hurried towards her, my eagerness culminating in a warm, embracing hug. As my arms encircled her, I tenderly clasped my hands behind her back, nestling my head upon her shoulder."Bianca!" I called out, my voice filled with delight, while simultaneously tightening my hold around her."Orgy," she replied, using the endearing nickname that had become a rarity. The sound of it elicited a chuckle from deep within me, a gentle reminder of the familiarity we shared.Reluctantly, we released each other from the embrace, and I found myself gazing into her eyes, captivated by their beauty. Bianca looked resplendent, her makeup flawlessly applied, accentuating her already stunnin

Antonio locked his gaze with mine, his eyes piercing and stern, as if trying to convey a message beyond words. The intensity of his stare sent a shiver down my spine, making my heart pound heavily in my chest. It was a moment of anticipation, as I anxiously awaited his response, hoping that my numerous pleas had finally reached his understanding. The grip of his hand around me tightened, holding me in suspense.Then, as if the weight of the world had suddenly been lifted, his grip loosened, and I felt a surge of triumph rush through me. A sense of achievement washed over my being, filling me with elation and gratitude."Okay," he finally uttered, his voice carrying the weight of deliberation. Those simple words sent a jolt of joy through every fiber of my being. I couldn't believe what I had just heard - Antonio had granted me permission to play the piano, an opportunity I had longed for.A radiant smile etched itself upon my lips, and my eyes lit up with sheer delight. "Thank you," I