Rohan watches with bated breath as the money transfers from Rosalyn’s account to his. He did not move everything, or else Rosalyn will suspect him immediately. It’s just a few thousand dollars every after a few days, until he wipes out her account. Yet, he feels a sense of victory as he takes another step in his revenge.After learning that Kendrick Walton is being slated to run for the top national position, he knows he needs to be faster. He closes the screen of his laptop. He has done his best to ensure that the transaction will be difficult to trace back to him. He plans to transfer the money without detection. Thankfully, she hasn’t asked for incriminating proof that he is, in fact, Hansel Crago.Rohan takes a deep breath. He has brought immense pleasure in enacting his revenge, but now it feels weird. He knows he is adamant about his plan and feels an exhilarating sense of power every time he succeeds in each step. Yet now, as he stares at the turned off laptop, he can feel his

Rohan arrives at his mansion back in the country. The scene of violence and carnage that he witnessed in Paris still lingers in his mind. That’s too much for him, even if he comes there to kill. The worst of it all is... Perhaps, is he unprepared to murder another human? Even if it’s for his own survival?He stumbles back, trying to shake off the memories of slaughter. From the time he left the building and when he boarded the plane back, all he could see was the shattered glass and splattered blood of the fake priest’s accomplices. Everything still echoes in his mind, as if he is about to go crazy. He has to get away from it. No! He has to get used to destroying other people’s lives! Besides, they all fucking deserve it!Thankfully, it is a weekday, and Rosalyn is out of the mansion. So he moves to the kitchen to get a bottle of water. He needs to rest, and perhaps, try to visualize that he is murdering people if required.He walks to the refrigerator and takes a bottle of water. He

Rohan trudges up the driveway from the mansion to the gardens. He is holding a box of shiny new locks tucked under his arm. He approaches Miss Shephard, who is on her hands and knees in the garden.“Good morning, Miss Shephard,” he greets. “I was wondering if you could help me install locks on all the doors of the mansion?”She smiles up at him and nods, while getting to her feet and brushing off her trousers. “You should have asked me to buy those,” she remarks.“No, it’s better to buy the locks myself and just ask other people to help me install them.”“You don’t want your wife to know about your affair with her daughter?” she asks.Rohan’s face blanches and his grip on the box of locks tightens. He knew he should have been more careful.“No, of course not,” he replies. “So, can you help me or not?”“Yes, of course.”“Then, this way,” he says.Miss Shephard follows him to the back of the mansion, where they plan to start. Miss Shephard points to each door, instructing Rohan on how t

Rohan and Rosalyn step into the exclusive auction event area. Elegant music plays softly in the background—light music coming from string instruments. Well-dressed attendees are browsing through the auction catalogs.“This is the most luxurious auction I’ve ever been to!” Rohan exclaims. He leans towards Rosalyn and whispers, “Thank you, wife. I am sure you are used to these.”She giggles. “I am not. I think this is the most luxurious auction I’ve been to.”As the servers usher them into an area, Rohan can’t help but notice the pleasant aroma of perfumes and faint cigar smoke. Or is it incense that mixes with perfume and aged wood?He presses a kiss on her cheeks. “Still, I can’t believe I am here. It’s like a dream.”“I’m glad we get to experience this together,” she responds. “Want to look at the catalogs?”He nods, and R

As Rosalyn requested, Rohan and her, decided to watch a horror movie in one of the living rooms. They settle on the couch. Rosalyn’s eyes widen at the gory film playing on the television, while her arms are wrapped around his.Just then, Simone makes her entrance, and Rohan can’t help but notice. She walks light-footed into the room. She is wearing a red dress that clings to her curves in all the right places. There is a look of mischief in her eyes as she sits beside him.Unknown to Rosalyn, Simone slides closer until her legs touch his. Rohan starts to move away, but she places her hand on his thigh underneath the pillow that’s on his lap.As she makes circles with her thumb, she moves closer to him. “Touch me, Hansel.”Simone moves away from him, and she opens her legs, a seductive look on her face. She takes another pillow and hides her crotch using it.Rohan looks at Rosalyn, hoping that she will take notice. However, she is too enamored with the movie that he sighs.Still, deftl