Savage Heart のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

“Fuck you!” I spat, my rage evident as I hit him right in the face.Pedro had warned me about Ray's ruthlessness, but I hadn’t expected him to be this ruthless. He should have taken me instead.Pedro was innocent, and now he was dead because of me. It was my fucking fault. Regret swirled through me, and the urge to cry was hard to suppress.Every ounce of revenge I craved felt like an impossible mission now that I was about to breathe my last breath. For once ever since I regained from a coma, I regretted not ever listening to him. Carlos was damn right. ‘You can't do anything when you're like this, Sia.’ So pathetic.One of his men stomped over when he saw what I did to their boss’s face, however, Ray gesticulated to him with the motion of his hand. “I thought you'd be happy to reunite with your friend.” I struggled with him but it was futile. He pulled my hair, making me groan. “That’s not a fucking reunion. You killed Pedro!” I clenched my jaw so hard that I felt the pain.A sly s

“Goddamn it. Whatever. It's hopeless to fight it.” I mumbled underneath.My eyes were stinging; all I could see was a figure crashing on my couch around the corner in the room. I kept wondering how he could vividly read in the dark, whereas I was still struggling, trying to make out his face and figure.I tried so hard to budge but I'd been overcome by the numbness. I was breathing heavily and that made my chest ache. Terrified by his voice, his fearsome presence, an enigmatic aura radiating from him, yet I concealed my fear. Fear was a sign of weakness I'd learned to conceal.“It seems like this isn't the first time we're meeting,” I said unknowingly.“You’re right. This isn't the first time you've been overcome by terror. Good grief, I was hoping you'd survive the car crash. You surely have luck on your side, Little vermin. In the end, even death couldn't even save you from me.” He said calmly.Anxiety gnawed at me, I couldn't think of anything else. His words were like sharp knives

No matter how many times I tried to deny it, I knew I'd always need Carlos. He was the only one I could trust and the only family I had left. Ever since I regained consciousness, some part of me went missing, perhaps my sanity. With a devil knocking on my door every night, my eyes were shut; the only reason I hadn't had a panic attack was the help I was getting from Nora, my therapist who Carlos recommended. Despite his dirty work, he was more willing to take any risk to see I was getting better. I despised every primal therapy session with every bone in my body, however, I couldn't deny that it was worth it. It'd helped me keep my shit together. For about a month now I'd been ignoring Nora's call, avoiding any session with her just to focus on my fear. I didn't want to keep running away. Not like I could even if I tried so hard. Everything was supposed to end after getting rid of Ray. It was supposed to be. No! Another phase unlocked and now I had to be chasing after a ghost that w

ALESSIA There was no way that man was a human. He parried all the bullets with ease and dissolved all my attacks like they were reflecting fragments. I couldn't ignore how super fast he was, how he teleported behind me, held my hand, and fired at Lenox. ‘Who the hell is he? What does he want from me?’ Terrified by the answers I sought, those questions ravaged my mind.‘Wait,’ I was caught up in my reverie as the scene replayed in my head. While trying to wake up I felt an excruciating pain in my thigh, briskly snapping me out of the light slumber. “Lenox!” His name slipped out of my mouth like a soft groan, springing up in the bed. I looked vaguely around the unfamiliar opulent room, wealth manifested itself through every nook and cranny of the room. “Stop moving your leg recklessly, Sia. I'm finally trying to dress your wound here,” I heard Rosetta's voice; her voice was a gentle rain, devoid of malice.I heaved a sigh of relief. “Lenox… did you get him? Thank God you're here.

ALESSIA’God-damned it.’ A knot tightened in my chest as the thought struck me—"Something isn't right." Ever since I crossed paths with Martello, the notion of escape had fled my mind. He was not just an enemy; he was a threat that needed to be eliminated, yet here I was, paralyzed by my doubts.Ever since we arrived I’d notice this place was no mere casino. It felt like a den of vipers, lurking silently in the shadows. Martello had vanished through a series of heavy doors down the cavernous hallway. The atmosphere was heavily suffocating with unspoken tension that made my skin bristle. Ruthless bodyguards lurked at every turn—stone-faced, they surveyed the area like sentinels. Any attempt to flee would surely end with bullets tearing through my flesh. I had to devise a plan, but for now, I had to become what he wanted me to be—submissive and compliant.I wish I could because I'd never been submissive.I turned my gaze toward the wall of glass stretching from floor to ceiling. Mo