Marcus was sitting quietly, avoiding the woman’s eyes by looking around the room.
The walls were adorned with artwork that matched the aesthetic of the house, and it was obvious that they were all very expensive.His gaze fell upon a series of framed pictures arranged on a side table.Among them were photos of Christina through the years.Marcus could easily identify her because Christina started her acting career very young and acted in big films that made her win big awards.Suddenly, the door opened, and presumably, the master of the house, a man in his 50s with a commanding presence, entered the room, his eyes narrowing as he examined Marcus."You are Marcus Thornwood?" the man questioned, his voice stern and demanding."Yes, sir. I'm Marcus Thornwood," Marcus replied respectfully.The man nodded as he sat in front of Marcus, and the woman walked to sit beside his husband."Janet, get us something'What is he doing?' Julia didn't know what to do. 'Shit, I'm gonna be cut from the scene again! Is he retrying the scene where I said, 'What do you mean, Colonel?' Or the scene where I point a gun at him? Shit! Which scene is he trying to do?!'"I killed enemies. Who I killed are the enemies of my country! Murphy, Finley, Koa—I killed them. With this rifle," Marcus muttered, his voice trembling.His eyes held an empty, distant gaze, as if he had become lost in a web of deception, unable to distinguish between his true identity and the illusion he had woven for so long.Julia sighed in relief hearing Marcus. 'Thank God, he didn't change the dialogue,' she thought back in her mind.Julia acted shocked, and Eric's eyes widened in disbelief. "W-What do you mean, Colonel? What do you fucking mean?" Megan yelled.Eric, as if realizing something, his eyes widened. "Y-You killed William?!" William was Alexie's friend.But Victor just raised an eyebrow and then massaged his head. "W-Willia
"I'm Julia Veret, one of the top creators on ClickFlow! How can they overshadow me like this?" she muttered, pacing around her room.She hastily picked up the scattered parts of her phone, trying to piece it back together, but her mind was consumed by the unexpected turn of events. The silence surrounding her online presence gnawed at her pride."I won't be ignored. I need to do something big, something that will make them regret underestimating me," Julia thought, a determined glint in her eyes.With renewed energy, she grabbed her laptop, ready to concoct a plan that would not only reclaim her spotlight but also outshine the collaboration between Amelia and the newbie EchoPhantom. ****Tomorrow came, and it's already the day of their collaboration. Last night, they had a meeting on what to sing and practiced, which went well.Marcus was free throughout the day since he didn't have a scene to shoot, so he chose to click the app ClickFlow. As soon as he went to check for his follo
Marcus' breathing intensified as he looked down at the knife that still had his blood on it. It had been two minutes and Marcus' stamina had run out. He was in a dangerous predicament, and he needed to act quickly."I don't know where you got that move but it's over now, punk," the taller gangster taunted. "You are gonna pay for what you have done to my brother."Marcus felt helpless but then he remembered another move he had seen in one of the flashes of Victor Petrov's combat skills. It was risky with a knife pointing not far from his neck, but he had no other choice.Using every bit of his energy, Marcus stomped on the taller gangster's foot, causing the man to yelp and momentarily loosen his grip. Marcus used this split-second opportunity to twist out of the gangster's hold.In a swift and determined move, Marcus delivered a punishing elbow strike to the gangster's face, breaking his nose. Blood spurted from the gangster's injured face as he stumbled backwards, dazed and in pai
Eliza's eyes widened. "F-Fired? B-But, Melinda, this is my father's —""Shut up! This is mine now! You can't even afford to manage the store. What do you mean this is your father's, huh? You are practically indebted to me, you bitch! So shut your mouth and go where you belong!""B-But I—""You're so hard headed now huh?" Melinda glared with a grin at Eliza and raised her hand to slap Eliza.She has always hated this beautiful face and slapping her brings her relief.But before Melinda's hand could land on Eliza's face, a strong grip restrained her. The sudden intervention caught Melinda off guard, freezing her in place.Eliza was also taken aback by Marcus' action. As he grips Melinda in front of her, she can't help but look at the biceps on Marcus' arm and blush.She had only seen this scene from romantic movies where the male lead was protecting her woman. Melinda, on the other hand, struggled in Marcus's grip, as she glared at Marcus."You! Ugh—"Unable to speak, Marcus tightened
Julia smiled as she saw that her views were at 500,000 on her monitor.When she last checked on Amelia and EchoPhantom live, the views were only 40,000.'Haha, and ChickenIcecream is here too. Even though I haven't started yet, I have gained many views. I told you, Amelia, your loss. You can't gain something by collaborating with that newbie!'Hiding the grin on her face, Julia started."Thank you so much for the comments, like and the gifts, my lovies! Lovie dovie!" Julia shouted, doing her trademark pose and words. "I will be singing Love Me One More Time by Bratty Arrow, and also, I will be dancing today too! Look what I'm wearing, Dovies! Isn't this perfect for a lovely dance?"Truthfully, Julia was only able to practice the steps five times, and she asked her team to teach her, but Julia was a slow learner and couldn't perfect the steps.Her team insisted that she had to withdraw her plan, but she won't do that! She will not gonna back down and she will prove to everyone, to Am
"Just how much of a bastard can you be, Chandler?" Harold finally spoke. "Evelyn, it's okay. Tell everyone just what kind of person your ex-husband is!" Harold told Evelyn as he caressed her back, comforting the trembling Evelyn. "Evelyn, what's wrong? Why are you trembling?" Chandler stepped closer to Evelyn, but suddenly Harold went in front of him."I tried to be patient with you, Chandler because you were my best friend but hurting a woman because she doesn't want to be with you anymore?" Harold glared at Chandler, and his fist was trembling with anger, Chandler was about to believe all of this when he saw a wicked grin playing on Harold's face.Chandler felt something was fishy."Evelyn, babe, it's fine. I am here. Don't be afraid, tell us the truth," Harold said as he caressed Evelyn. It didn't last long as Evelyn started producing fake tears and told everyone the concocted story she and Harold had agreed upon."It's over between us, Chandler. And no, this isn't my parents'
“Are you done?” Eric is sitting on the makeup chair while his highly paid makeup artist diligently works asks Rachel, who just arrived. Rachel didn't reply, and she sat on the sofa with a satisfied grin on her face."Judging by the expression on your face—I'm guessing you were successful? Well, it looks like the rumors about that guy were true, huh?" Julia chimed in, sharing a sly smirk with Eric. She, too, occupied a makeup chair, undergoing her own transformation at the hands of a skilled artist. "Declan has a soft spot for the ladies."“Haha! It is done. The idiot and ugly guy is frantically running back and forth in the comfort room!” Rachel exclaimed with a wicked grin. “Haha! Ugh! Disgusting!”"Marcus made him coffee, so I made sure that I put the sedative on something that he has to drink. That way, the Director will suspect Marcus, and it will be all according to plan,"Rachel continued, her voice dripping with cunning satisfaction. "Good. Now, everything will go as planned.
[Content Warning: This chapter contains graphic scenes depicting sensitive subjects, including [Sexual Violence, Assault, Trafficking, and Gore.] [Readers discretion is advised.]Several hours before the attack. "Fuck!" Drake cursed and kicked the metal bars of the jail cell where the elves had been locked up causing the elves inside to tremble and cry.Some elves whose tongues had been cut off could only cry silently, hoping that Drake's anger would not be directed at them while silently praying for their Princess's safety.She was only their only hope left now that their King and Queen died.“How did that bitch get away? We have the artifact set up 24 hours. There is no way for her to use even a tiny bit of mana!" Drake's frustration boiled over as he paced back and forth. "Fuck! Queen Seraphina will not like this. I promised to give her that Elf Princess!"“Could she have used an artifact? She is an adventurer so it's not impossible for her to have an artifact that could help her