JettThe woman was too stunned to speak. I let her mind register my words and once she did, she let out a gasp. I was slightly caught off-guard when she surveyed me from head to toe, still wearing that suggestive gaze. If ever she was threatened by my identity, she's handling it well."Jett... Rios. Your identity was never documented, but I've heard you were a glorious man. Though I never expected you to be so..." Her gaze met my eyes. "Breathtaking."I chuckled bitterly. "You meet the man who killed your husband and the first thing you do is.. compliment him?"Naya McConney shrugged. "Oliver was not a loyal husband anyway. We did not live together for the entirety of our marriage, of course, I understand why he was... entertaining other women. And when he died, I felt a little bad—but in our line of work, death is honorary because it was for the country."I smirked. "Was it a contracted marriage?"She nodded without hesitation."So, it seemed he had other reasons in mind when he begg

FallonI didn't want to admit it, but I was rendered speechless. Our relationship is now beyond a contracted marriage. We both knew it but none was willing to admit it, until now. No, you're not being delusional. I want it too. But I couldn't possibly say that, even if I try to lie. "W-What are you talking about...?" I mumbled instead. I looked down, avoiding his fiery gaze. "Let's- Let's just sleep."I thought he'd push the topic but I was surprised when he sighed and agreed. "You're right. This must be the fever talking. I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable, Corazon."I remained quiet, his questions still lingering in my mind. I'm getting too attached. I know my mission is to do exactly so but I couldn't help but feel like this group is growing on me. Nevertheless, I will not stop thinking of their wrongdoings and use that to convince me that they're evil people. Evil people... I'm currently snuggling, warm and comfortable in bed, with the leader of such evil people. He has s

FallonIt had been 3 days of solitude and I was starting to grow impatient. What is happening? Was my message intercepted somehow? I've been staying in the mansion, painstakingly waiting for a response. All I've been doing is tending to the garden or helping with the house chores. There has also been no social gathering given the crises the other big mafias are going through. Perhaps, Fox is gone? Did we lose our tech specialist without anyone informing me?I stayed staring at the blank ceiling wall with my back on the bed, overthinking every possibility and preparing for the worst. Until a knock outside woke me up. I immediately stood up and opened the door. Old Barry's calm face greeted me. "Old Barry," I acknowledged with much surprise. "What do you need?"He smiled. "Do you have some time to spare?"I immediately nodded.---I quietly sat with Old Barry in the library, warming my palms with the cup of coffeee he prepared. Like always, he had his small bowl of grapes and he qui

FallonAs I left for the door, I met Aster's eyes. He was taking off an earpiece and we accidentally made eye contact. He embarrassedly avoided my eyes and cleared his throat."You heard us?" I asked innocently.He immediately caved in and apologized, "I'm sorry. The Manager handed me this when you went in.""The manager?" I frowned. "I need to talk with him, it seems. It's impolite to be wiretapping someone's private conversation.""Yes, ma'am. I'll immediately get him—""Let me borrow your gun before you go," I belatedly said before he left to get the manager. With hesitation, he brought out the pistol and handed it to me. I nodded and let him go.I looked around the security cameras and made sure they couldn't capture this moment. I quietly opened the door and saw Fox treating his arm. I signaled him to go out quickly.I whispered to him and at the same time, I shot the window at the end of the hallway."Bring fake bodies."This was my effort to drown the wiretapped audio because o

FallonJett's words rang in my head until the next day. I realized I was successful in wrapping him around my finger. He's madly, blindly, in love with him. As am I, but I still prioritize my mission over my emotions. And so, I decided to pay Old Barry a visit in the basement. Jett had just gone in and I asked to go in after him since he and the boys have to discuss in their meeting room afterward, I can also keep an eye out for him. As I stepped down the stone stairs, I heard chains jiggling. I was greeted by a few metal cells, only one occupied, and a darkly lit room. A worn-out oak floor, cobble walls, and a blinking light bulb. How ominous. I looked around and inspected the area for security cameras or wiretapping. After making sure the place was clear, I pulled a wobbly wooden stool and sat in front of him. He looked up at me with a glare. This pitiful old man... I think I should end his suffering. "Do you feel bad for embarrassing me yesterday night?" He snickered. "They des