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
"Victor, let me go." Violet continued to struggle, asking Victor to let her go. With a face that was slightly tense and anxious at the thought of what was about to happen, she continued to tell Victor to let her go. But Victor's face looked cold, as if he didn't care what Violet said and continued to pull her along. Victor finally let go of Violet's hand when they were inside the hotel elevator, moving toward their floor and Violet clutching her wrist, which had gone numb from the grip of Victor's hand. "What are you doing?" Violet asked in protest. "Taking you to lunch with me," Victor replied, cold and not looking at Violet beside him. Violet frowned. "What?" "You heard me right. I want you to have lunch with me because I need to make sure you're eating well since you look like someone who skipped her meals during the game." "What? What do you mean? You took the game as seriously as Vania did? What's wrong with you guys?" "What's wrong with you?" Victor asked back, facing V
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,
Two female nurses were walking in the hospital corridor, chatting cheerfully as they walked towards their destination. "Hey, is there a patient you're waiting to see?" the blonde nurse asked the black-haired female nurse who was shorter than her. "Let me see... there is! I'm going to Rihana Barney's room today, I'm so excited." "Rihana Barney... that influencer who loves to share? Wow, you're going to the artist's room, huh?" "I have to practice my smile so that it looks friendly, maybe after I get out of the hospital, I can take a photo with her." The black-haired nurse was impatient because she was on the floor where Rihana was being treated, she could take precedence to see Rihana's condition over the other patients. "I don't know what horrible thing happened to her, wasn't she in a coma from being shot?" asked the blonde nurse. "Yes. I heard it was like that. It's a miracle he survived. I'm glad that she survived, an angel like her deserves such a miracle!" "The accident sh
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
Dylan waited in panic and anxiety. The police were trying to find Rihana quickly because Dylan was sure that nothing was okay with Rihana right now. Seeing the traces of blood that most likely came out of her IV, Rihana must have tried to fight back when she was taken away by force. After viewing the CCTV footage, Dylan and Victor seemed to have just seen a major threat when they found out who was coming. "James Barney... he took Rihana." Dylan didn't know what to do now, while he only thought about seeing Rihana now and in a good condition. "Have the police given any updates yet?" asked Dylan, sitting down and then standing up, repeating it anxiously but he could only wait. They were still in the hospital room that Rihana had left. Victor shook his head, no messages had reached his cell phone; either from the police or from Rihana, if that was possible. "Her father took her away because of Rodhe's death that day...," Dylan said, "I don't know how the mafia thinks and acts, even
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
Victor can't take it anymore, and neither can his feelings. In a fit of rage, Victor attacked Antonio. Antonio easily dodges his random and messy movements, and he once again fires a bullet into Victor's right shoulder. But that didn't stop Victor from falling. Victor, who had always looked as calm as the frozen surface of Violetgai's water, now looked like the vortex of a tornado. He ignored the pain that made even Violet, who was just watching, want to cry. When a person moves on emotion, there are two possibilities: he will move irregularly and become easily destroyed, or move without hesitation and become unrivaled. Victor chose possibility number two. He realized that focusing on emotions alone would not win him the match. Since his opponent was a person who relied on words to destroy feelings, Victor chose to become unrivaled by putting his feelings aside for a moment. Victor held back, then reversed the attack. There was no way Antonio could easily overcome Victor's profes