After Cast นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Set it back down exactly where it had been. For whoever needed to see it next.

Not waiting for anyone. Just ready for what came next.

He said as he stood up and offered to shake my hand. "Mr Sanchez." I shook his hand. "Please call me Gustavo, just Gustavo." He said with a charming and satisfied smile. I replied by nodding my head in agreement. He finally let go of my hand and I bowed in respect before I made my exit. ​

I gasped for air and lifted my hand in terror. Out of instinct, I reached for the glass of water beside me, trying to use it to steady myself. But my fingers passed straight through the solid glass. With a sharp crash, the glass fell to the floor and shattered. [Warning! Detected: bound target Victoria Quinn's love value has fallen below the critical threshold.] [The contract has been breached. Penalty activated. Erasure protocol officially launched.] [Death countdown: 71 hours, 59 minutes, 59 seconds...]

"Signal,like when I'm in danger this candle inform people." "It's not to signal,it's just to let everyone know that you're in danger while this crystal pattern will lit up when you're in need of help"Castus said and open his palm to reveal a thermometer,He roll it on his palm and drop it on hope palm. "Happy birthday in Advance" "Thank you"Hope smile. Hope stalked into the room,tired and worn,she felt Castus come in,she turn to him with a snarl,he only smile and pick up a glass of water.

Third person’s POV The bar is dim, smoky, the kind of place where deals are whispered over clinking glasses and shadows cling to the corners like old ghosts. Marco Castello leans against the polished wood of the bar, his tailored jacket dark against the muted lights, his eyes scanning the room with the patience of a predator. Every detail matters, every movement calculated. He has arrived in this city with one goal: to take down Logan Rossi, to dismantle the Santoro-Rossi empire, and to make Madeline Santoro, Donna Madeline, and her children pay for the power they wield.

Christopher wasted no time, going straight for Emilio with a furious kick before hauling him up by the neck and punching him in the face. Rowan, on the other hand, rushed toward me. He was visibly straining to contain his fury as he said in a gentle, unfamiliar voice, "It's alright. I'm here now, so you have nothing to worry about anymore, Calista." I couldn't hold myself together any longer. I flew into his arms and started to sob uncontrollably.