Sturniolo House Fire の小説・ストーリー

Lila tried to run towards her apartment, but Levi found a way to stop her before she could run right into it. "The firefighters are on it," he whispered as he held her. They both stood watching the house burn down like it was some kind of play, while the heat that radiated from the house made the entire environment too hot to stay. When the firefighters had been able to calm the fire, nothing was left of the apartment. "Did you forget to turn the gas stove off with a stew or something?" Levi asked and she shook her head.

He couldn’t risk the pilot’s life and ask him to fly him back to the village in this weather. He paced around the house. If Luke was somehow hurting Adria… No, even if he didn’t like Luke, he knew he was a good man. But why was she causing such a storm? His phone rang and it was Lucien. “What’s going on?” Rowan cut straight to the chase. “There was a fire at Morton’s.” Lucien was panting. “I was talking to Helga. Someone set a trash can on fire and hid it behind the bar. They had to evacuate the place.”

It's a good thing that the firefighters were able to retrieve her right away, because otherwise, she would have been with the ashes of our burnt house. According to the investigation conducted by the authorities, the cause of the fire that destroyed our house was due to forgetting to turn off the stove after cooking rice. Unfortunately, there was a plastic bottle with gas nearby the stove, and when the fire reached the bottle, it immediately burst into flames. Because our house was made of wood, the fire quickly spread and eventually consumed the entire house.

Both women left promptly. After their hasty departure, the others who were at the banquet look at each other in dismay “What’s going on? What’s wrong with the Ventura family? “I don’t know, maybe something came up.” “They both looked extremely furious, I think they might be in a trouble.” “How could things happen to them? They are one of the four greatest households..” “Shh, I just received a call. Her family’s base number three has caught fire.” “What? was it arson?”

FUCK ME! Scrunching my face from the pain do I move to open my eyes. My eyes moving to see what he had done to me only to see the scalpel now lodged within my right arm. Fucking bastard! “No” replies Lucia, a little calmer than Antonio as he stood there and watched as he moved to lash out at me. “They found Dario’s house engulfed in flames. His entire family trapped within the burning building except for them while Caterina, Luca and a few of their men all stood there and watched, the men laughing as the house burned to the ground.”

He was breathing heavily, like he had been running. “S-Steven, what’s wrong?” I asked quickly, my pulse starting to race. “Are you okay?” “N-No,” he stammered, his voice trembling. “You and Leandro need to come home right now. As soon as possible.” I frowned, my brows knitting together as confusion replaced my sleepiness. “W-What? Why? What’s going on? Steven, you’re not making sense!” “I-I’m sorry, okay?! There was a fire… around midnight, at your house—”

And the fire was caused by the homeowners themselves. It was truly unbelievable. After the firefighters left, Harriet threw herself into Delbert's arms. "Delbert, it was so scary. I thought our home was going to be lost!" She sobbed with tears streaming down her face blackened with soot. "Am I useless?" "Don't cry, darling. It was just a momentary slip, and besides, I was there with you." Delbert consoled her gently, glancing at his now unrecognizably burnt billion-dollar-worth villa.

When they had all woken up and found the house on fire, they all managed to get into the fire and they successfully saved Serena. The fire got much bigger and they left the house but Eleanor's leg got stuck in the wood. Eleanor cried and tried to remove her leg but she couldn't. Her mother and father were already in the car. Serena came back to help Eleanor get her leg out and when Eleanor finally left, a chunk of burning wood collapsed on her. Father tried to retrieve her but the fire was too much. Serena was gone. A tear fell off Eleanor's face as she stepped into Serena's room. All their pictures were still inside. None of them was touched. They were covered in cobwebs but still, they loo

"Nat, it's all my fault. I never should've gone along with your mom. I should've let you out!" Mom stepped back in shock, but she still refused to admit fault. "No way! That door could be pushed open from the inside. How could she have been burned to death? "Right! The footage—surveillance footage can be faked! You all must've teamed up with that brat! Are you trying to scam us for money?" Seeing that she still refused to accept reality, Dad turned to her, his voice heavy with grief. "Enough! Nat died because of you!

Before I knew it, I began to smell something really bad. The housekeeper turned her head, “The butter…” Instantly, the pan caught fire. I grabbed the jug of water next to me and while I did hear her screaming ‘Stop’, I poured the water on the pan to extinguish the fire. The fire didn’t stop. Rather, the flames flared up violently. I think I’m about to burn down the villa.