“What are you doing here? I've been looking for you for a while.” When they heard the voice of the man who spoke, the two turned to him and immediately joined him. When I was sure they had left, I let out a deep breath. I thought they would find me, but luckily another of their colleagues came and called them. I carefully exited the fitting room while listening and observing my entire surroundings. Furthermore, I didn't smell anyone coming, so I went out there, but I was still careful because I might run into someone. Not far away I saw a men's wear shop, so I went in there to change my clothes. After I changed my clothes, I walk back to the second floor and stopped for a moment when I noticed the restroom leading to the men's. So, I thought of going there and hiding. At this time, I will hunt for food to heal all the wounds I have suffered. I entered the restroom and less than five minutes later a man entered. He washes his hands in the sink and fixes his hair in front of the mirror.

When she heard my voice, she quickly stopped and looked like a statue that couldn't move where she was. I smiled as I walked towards her, but before I could get close to her, a man behind me ran towards me and sprayed me with a fire extinguisher. Because of that, I stopped and became blind to my surroundings. I was unable to see anything and I didn't like it sticking to my skin, so I pushed it away and just ran somewhere. I was just stunned as I was panting and furious. Furthermore, I looked around, but she wasn't there. Instantly, she suddenly disappeared from my sight and regardless of where I looked, I didn't feel any creature near me. Therefore, I screamed loudly out of anger and went straight to the exit stairs to go up to the fifth floor. I was thinking that maybe that person had something to do with the girl escaping from me earlier. My chest almost felt like it was on fire because of so much anger, but I immediately stopped when I was in front of the door. I tried to push it ha

I met Sixto because he was my classmate in high school. He is kind, charming, friendly and respectful person. Many women admire him because apart from being smart, he is different from other men who prefer blind dates or gossiping. He saved my life several times when I was being bullied by students. We have crossed paths numerous times, and he has secretly helped me many times. Occasionally he would pass in front of me, and then he would leave food or a can of juice on my armchair. Maybe because he feels sorry for me, and he knows how poor my family is, so sometimes I come in hungry. However, I never felt insulted by him and I never heard any words from him. Because of his small and simple efforts to me, I can't help but admire someone like him. I can understand why other women likes him and why they admire him. But after we graduated from high school, I never saw him again. I heard that he was studying in a well-known university, while I temporarily stopped studying because I had to w

I looked for that person. The one who framed Sixto and the real culprit or killer of the woman when the incident happened. It wasn't easy for me to find him, especially since I didn't know him very well. I don't know his name, where he lives, or what he really is. But despite my walking, I suddenly stopped when I turned to my right. Where there is a candidate walking there and campaigning as he shakes hands with people. He has many bodyguards with him and behind him is a tall young man. My eyes seemed to narrow as I stared at that young man. His face is familiar to me. His hair was just a different color, but I knew I had seen him before. I suddenly smiled when I remembered who he was or where I had seen that young man before. I can't believe that I will see him here. Furthermore, I've been looking for him for almost five days and I can only find him here. The one day the gangsters gave me, I did not fulfill. Instead, I hid and went far away. But I know they are looking for me and at a

“Who is that girl, sir? And why is she holding your old calling card?” My secretary was curious about me when we entered my office. I took off my tuxedo and then sat on my swivel chair. “It's a long story. You better adjust my schedule for tonight. I want you to cancel everything because I have something important to attend to later.” After I said that, he just nodded his head and then left my office. I stood up for a moment and went near the glass window with both hands in my pockets. Five years have passed since I met that mysterious woman. I don't know her, and I don't know her real identity either. Instantly, she suddenly appeared in my life and disrupted my quiet life. But in the blink of an eye she also suddenly disappeared, and I don't know what happened to her. It's just that I accidentally overheard the conversation between my father and his bodyguard, where he seemed to have someone watching over him. When they left the office, I carefully entered inside and went to his des