On reaching the man wearing a hoodie that looked like Nathan, Brooks' men dragged the hoodie off his head. In just a split second, Brooks' men, who had approached the suspected man, were sent flying meters away. While in the air as he slowly descended to the ground, he collided with an SUV and fell to the ground, fainting immediately. The suspected man gradually turned and looked in the direction where Brooks was using a binocular device to observe what was happening. As soon as Brooks noticed, he was perplexed at who it was, having a sharp sense that he was able to know the exact place he was on the twentieth floor. This made Brooks stunned, he began feeling a glimpse of fear igniting inside of him.  "But... But... I killed him," Brooks muttered, his hands trembling, voice cracking as he spoke with f

  "We have no choice but to break the window," Henry responded. Henry quickly scanned the room, and his eyes darted around. Within seconds, they landed on an object—a round, cylindrical piece of pure iron, heavy and solid. With a gasp, he ran towards it and picked it up. After grabbing the object, Henry quickly walked back to the window where Brooks was standing, impatiently waiting for the window to be shattered so they could escape.   "Sir, I think this will help," Henry spoke hastily, gripping the object tightly. "Then do it fast," Brooks responded, glaring at Henry impatiently. "Yes, boss. That's what I was abou

  "You deserve nothing but death, Brooks. You started fucking me since I was a child! I have sworn to take revenge no matter what. Let me even break things down further for you—it was always my wish to bring you down, and now that I have the opportunity, I swear I will do it! Even if it costs me my life, I swear I will reveal every single secret I know about you to the Masked Man," Hazel spoke, facing her back toward Brooks. Her head slightly shifted as she looked at Brooks from the side. "Your worst nightmare will be here soon. And secondly, eat that goddamn fruit before you die of hunger. At least I'm being generous towards you," she said before walking out of the room. Then the door rolled closed. Brooks was dumbfounded. He could never have imagined something like this happening to him in the near f

  Hazel kept riding the masked man, and her moan filled the room, “yes that's it,” the masked man, groaned in pleasure, his hands gripping tight on Hazel’s a*s. With a sliding swing, the masked man turned Hazel over, her big boot set on his member as he began pounding it from the back.   “Ooooh god, ahhhhh,” she groans, her eyes rolling over as it turns pure white, her teeth biting hard on her pillow, her hands digging hard on the bed sheets as she felt the masked man hard d*ck banging hard into her non-stop.  --- Victor was seated in the garden, staring at the swimming pool, his feet beating hard on the ground as he kept imagining why his father had forsaken him, not trusting him anymore.&

Victor stared at the letter. He was shocked by what had been written on it. At some point, he was wondering if it was being faked or something. He had doubts if it was truly his father who had written the text. He wanted to forcefully ask Henry, threatening him if he was the one that had forged it, but Henry was far—now more unconscious than ever."I can’t believe... So, it was the masked man all this while," Victor said. His eyes darted on the text note. Suddenly, he began feeling a kind of hatred, dismay, and ire piling inside of him, like a loop. He imagined how his father would be tortured. He had seen what the masked man had done to him, and he wouldn't pray for that to happen to someone special like his father.Well, Brooks had been brutal to Victor, but Victor still loved him and had been watching each of his steps to follow accordingly."Father..." Victor mumbled, his teeth gritted, his fingers clenching hard on the note in his palm.Victor began feeling fear. Could the masked