"Did you give the opium to this lady of service over here?" El Ramon's voice boomed louder as the mafias and the two ladies walked into the parlour.The ladies bowed and sat with legs crossed on the ground, while the mafias glared at their backs."Aye. She is my friend and begged me to get it for her. According to her, she want to celebrate a one-of-a-kind birthday on this island and needed a more narcotic drug to complete the fun.""Where did you see the opium that you gave to her?""I stole it from the wardrobe of my master.""Who is your master and how did he have access to it?""I have no idea, your highness. I usually see him taking it out of the wardrobe whenever he desires sexual gratification with me."El Ramon was about to make a speech when Andrea walked inside, smiled back at the mafias and maids who bowed at him, grinned at the man on the throne, then sat down at her usual place, and asked, " is she the lady that gave the opium to her?""Aye. And she claimed she stole it f

Where Onishi landed was dry ground, and the illegitimate prince held his dislocated left ankle for a while and groan silently in pain. Since the moon is glaring in the sky, coupled with the numerous stars shining their tiny brightness towards the earth, Onishi was able to discern his environment. So he tiptoed silently with an uncomfortable countenance, arrived at the front of a wire mesh and stood undecided at his next step. "How am I going to scald over this iron?" Onishi soliloquises alone, stretched his hand towards the mesh, and that was a costly mistake. "Oh my gosh!" He screamed out as he was flung off by the electric current on the mesh, and he lay disoriented for a while until he regain his equilibrium.As the adage goes, if the way forward is blocked, then the way backwards should be embraced. Without being advised, Onishi ambled toward the window of his room, then halted with open mouth at the height he had jumped. "Little wonder I got my ankle dislocated!" He exclaimed

Onishi was sick because of the cold that entered his body through the night, and the illegitimate prince was laid on a table in a smoky room and was been attended to by a grim-looking man with an overgrown beard.Several eyes feasted on the naked prince and whispering voices boomed louder in the small room. "You are lucky I didn't let the wolves out, otherwise, you would have ended their meal by now.""Let him keep pulling his luck and he will be dead in a few days.""Please let me go. Am going crazy here."Jade entered the room, peered around, then smirked at the sight of the prince on the table as she walked closer and let out, "you are free to go whenever you want. But let me advise you that you won't make it out of this island alive.""Please help me to ascend my father's throne, and I promised you wealth beyond your dream.""Aren't you no longer recruiting mercenaries for the foreigners?""No. All the men recruited so far are only loyal to me, and not to the foreigners. I decide

It started with some deadly smell emitting from the two extreme rooms belonging to the lady of services inside Johji Inn, and the arrival of heat due to the scorching sun made the smell unbearable and demand immediate intervention."What is smelling from these two rooms, and where are the occupants?" Sheila who was summoned from her section of the managerial quarters asked the ladies loitering around the long and wide hallway."The occupants have not been seen since yesterday, and we do not know what caused this horrible smell.""Break down the doors. We need to find out the cause-, she paused, pointed at one of the open mouth ladies and let out, " go and confirm from the mafia at the gate if the two ladies left this inn.""This door needs the attention of well-muscles males and not for us. I suggest you asked the managers to break it."Sheila turned and glared at the lady who dare object to her order, glanced at the hardwood door, then at the fragile-arms ladies, nodded her head, and

We are what they eatBanjo was through with his daily task, took a hot shower and stepped out of the palace's large gate.Due to the rain that had been drizzling since morning, the gaunt-looking mafia was dressed in a sweater with a hood and hopped over puddles of water that fell from the sky.All around him were filled with fog, and he walked for a while, peered into the unseen distance, and then halted. After looking wearily for a while, he knelt on one leg, and a pistol immediately materialized in his hand.A second. Two seconds. Three seconds.The mafia remained immobile with ears raised and eyes darting and he was about to pull the trigger when someone announced from the haze. "Hey, Banjo. We are from the merchants. Lower your gun." "Why hidden under the fog if you are not here for evil purposes? Stepped out now." "Two overly dressed guards stepped out of the trees where they had been hidden, and their physical appearance became noticeable as they wobble closer to Banjo.Apa