Novel & Cerita Victim X Agent Smith

“What are you looking at me like that for? I made it pretty clear I would kill you if you didn’t start talking.” Alexander looked down at the people still staring at him in horror, “Well since none of you are talking I take that as consent that I can kill you all.” With that, he lifted his gun again toward the woman closest to him when she screamed and said, “We are here for Alexander Logan. Our boss over there is his guardian.” She was pointing toward a tall man wearing a black windbreaker that had absolutely no emotion on his face. Alexander observed his cheap guardian for a bit and was curious if the man showed any emotion during sex. It would depress to be looking at that face when they

Before she could say anything else, Xavier slowly wheeled himself toward us. His face was pale, his eyes filled with exhaustion. His voice was flat, devoid of emotion. “Enough, Wendy. I know the truth now. “You staged your own kidnapping just to force me into hurting Lucas. “It’s over. We have nothing to do with each other anymore. And as for your family—don’t expect me to help.” “Xavier Smith!” Wendy screamed his name, her voice trembling with disbelief. She pointed at me, eyes wide with desperation. “You’re really throwing me away for her?

SMITH:** "I don't think I’ve been able to get over what almost happened that night with Val. Sarah offered to pay my sister's tuition if I 'handled' Valerie and sexually harassed her. I should’ve been more mature, but I was fueled by a confused limerence that Sarah took advantage of. I’ve tried to reach out to you a million times, Val, even through Sarah who became your manager, but it never worked. I realize now she never delivered my messages. I’m choosing to mess my career up and come out with this because I need peace. You deserve justice, Val." **[TOP COMMENTS ON MR. SMITH’S POST]**

“The perpetrator must have been Victor Brooks. My short-term memory logs confirm his fingers presented a flask of mountain water to my position before my cognitive monitors experienced a total blackout...” Miss Yachina terminated the connection with a sharp strike to the display, then pivoted toward Ethan’s towering frame, her voice cracking as a heavy sob escaped her throat. “The track-enforcer asserts that Victor Brooks utilized a chemical agent to compromise his defense! The physician's husband has forcefully extracted Helena from our territorial grid!” A terrifying, primordial chill washed across Ethan’s facial features, his golden eyes freezing over into a lethal glare. Without releasin

I whispered shakily. “I know.” His hands were trembling while pressing against my bleeding arm trying to stop the blood. “I know, sweetheart, just stay with me.” More agents rushed past us while Victor continued struggling violently against them. “She’s my daughter!” he roared furiously. “MOVE YOUR HANDS OFF ME!” “Sir, stop resisting!” One of the FBI agent yelled angrily at Victor. “GET HIM OUT OF HERE!” Then suddenly I heard a familiar voice, “Yes, I support this.”

“He won’t catch me. I know his schedule. He comes home every evening at six. I’ll be gone before then.” I finished the meal quickly and set the table. “I have to hurry. He’ll be here in thirty minutes.” I grabbed my bag. I was almost at the door. “I hope the food stays hot,” I said. “I want him to—” Mrs. Smith’s face went pale. She was looking behind me. I turned. Victor stood there. His face was so mean. “So it’s been you,” he said. He turned to Mrs. Smith. “How could you let her in my house? Cook my food? Touch my things? After everything I pay you?”

"You have some experience with that, Olivia. I would think you might recognize it." The room was quiet. Outside, somewhere in the neighborhood, a dog was barking at something. "I've known you for five years," Victor said. "I have watched you carefully for five years, because my grandson was not watching carefully enough and someone needed to." He set his water glass down. "You are not a villain. I want to be clear about that because I think you may have come here half expecting me to say otherwise. You are a frightened woman who found a mechanism that worked and used it long past the point where it was defensible. That is a very human thing to do. It does not make you evil. It makes you some

snapped Renata/Afanasiia. “No! you won’t,” said Vicktor. “What?” everyone shouted at once. “Sev is right. We can use him. He is still important. As Fanasi hit him, Tikhon will think you hate him. He can be our agent in SMS,” said Vicktor. “We already have an agent in SMS. We don’t need another one,” said Renata/Afanasiia. “Who is he? Do you trust him? Will he betray you like Vittore? What do you know about them?” asked Vicktor.

(Louis Stammler) All of them raise their eyebrows as the only Aeternum person in the groups speaks up. For all the lords, Agent Smith Is someone that they considered their peers, those that were at the same level as him, after all, they meet him first before the president. So they all felt a camaraderie with him, Not only he was polite, Agent Smith is also a Demi-Human, he is a Fox Race. And his Middle aged gentlemanly looks made him even more approachable.