Violet took her younger twins brother to their room, closed the door and locked it as if they were going to talk about something serious. "What is it?" Vonn asked, not wanting to mince words. "What is it? Why does your face look uncomfortable? Are you mad right now?” Violet asked back. “Vincent, why does he look angry?” “He was always angry. Emotionally unstable.”Vonn almost hit Vincent for that words. "I just met Xiel." Vonn spoke, making Violet look at him quickly and seriously."What?" “Victor also brought him to this place. It seems like they got along really quickly even though that fucking mafia was the one who made him and we're all in trouble." "Then, what is the matter?" “They seemed to be discussing something; like their plan, and it seems like a big deal.” Violet said nothing because she already knew what Vonn meant by that big plan. She knew it better than Vonn and Vincent. "Damn it. I'm so annoyed to see them! That cunning mafia and the loser who have no upright p

The game had started 30 minutes ago and the difference in scores meant that the crowd could already see who were leading the game. "Victor!" Victor tried to counter Veneza's sharp smashes, and someone who was not good at this kind of thing could only fall on the sand without being able to protect his area from Veneza's shots. One point was added for the Verlaine team; 19 for the Verlaine team and 10 for the Victor team. "Shit!" Victor hit the sand, making it slightly hit his sweaty face. While he looked like he was fighting with a lion, Verlaine stood with a calm and clean body. He looked so calm as if Victor was an easy thing to deal with, or was it actually like that? "What's wrong, Vic? Did you get sand in your eyes? Your eyes look like you're about to cry," Verlaine said, taunting Victor with his angelic smile. Victor was fed up, he knew from the start that this match was only meant to humiliate him. He didn't care with the brotherhood match or whatever it was. Victor knew t

Waiting for the departure to go home, Dylan wished he could go back soon to see Rihana again. He and the others were at the café having breakfast, but his gaze kept wandering off and he seemed to be thinking about something else. Victor just looked at him and he understood what Dylan was thinking. "You look very anxious. Just be patient, we just need to get on the plane and you'll see Rihana in a little while," Victor said, making Dylan startle a little and immediately avert his embarrassed face. Vincent, Vander and Vania laughed at Dylan's funny nervous expression. "Shut up," and how to speak with annoyance and embarrassment to Victor. "If you miss him so much, just do a video call. She should be able to use her cell phone, right?" Vincent asked, but Dylan let out a heavy sigh. "If I had done it from the first day of our vacation, I wouldn't be feeling this anxious. All because Victor forbade me to contact her!" "He's like a father who doesn't approve of his son's relationship,

Rihana woke up in a wooden-walled warehouse. The smell of rotten and damp wood pierced her nose, for a moment made her wonder how long she had been lying in that dirty place? She looked around; realized that it was already night through the cracks in the wooden walls. She started to worry, remembering who took her from the soft and comfortable hospital bed, to a place like this. The door opened, revealing a tall, thin man who Rihana recognized as her father's assistant. “Orlen.” "I'm glad you're finally awake, Miss Rihana," said the man gently, his attitude still the same towards Rihana, his master's daughter."Orlen, why did papa bring me here? I beg you, let me go." "Sorry, Miss, but I obey Master James' orders." “Orlen, I am your master too.”“You are my master, because master James gave you permission to be my master. Please don't move too much Miss, I don't want you to get hurt.” Rihana stared intently, her face was pale and she used a lot of energy just to untie the ties o

Victor was lost in his emotions. His eyes were red, holding back annoyance and tears. He lashes out at Antonio like a child trying to break a birthday piñata with his eyes closed. Antonio enjoyed that, so he took his time just to laugh at how helpless Victor was in the face of his past."You're a poor boy, Victor. You can't escape your past and it's trapping you in times like these." Antonio would have easily found Victor's moment of weakness and used it to knock Victor down with a single punch. After dropping Victor with a punch to the head, Antonio approached Victor and pulled his hair. He made Victor look at his face forcefully. "I'll tell you one thing I've been saving all this time, for my nephew who will soon be reunited with his parents."Violethendak ran toward Victor, but Victor violently snapped at him. "DON'T COME CLOSE, Violet!" His yell brought Violet to an instant halt with a look of surprise, realizing the tone of his words, Victor corrected his mistake by speaking mo