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
Victor still remembers vividly that, amongst the medically-clad people he didn't recognize at all, he saw a vague figure running towards him.His vision was still blurry and his head was too heavy to lift. Victor knew this must be the effect of the anesthetic still controlling him. It felt like he wanted to close his eyes, even though the problem was over and he had successfully paralyzed the people who were planning to steal his heart. But still, she felt very sleepy.However, the sensation was different when that person walked into his room and grabbed his hand."Victor!" Victor forced himself to open his eyes, and slowly the form of someone he knew became apparent in his eyes. "Can you walk? You can't fall asleep again!" he said, his voice loud and bold, a stark contrast to the sight Victor had seen so many times before that he couldn't believe his eyes.Dylan, the man now holding Victor up, helped him out of the operating room. "I'm glad I found you," he said, smiling with rel
Violet did not understand what was happening to her at the moment. She was too conscious to realize the great danger that lay ahead of her by staying in the same room with a murderer and criminal like Verlaine. All she could think about was how to escape, but none of those thoughts could move her body. Instead, Violet remained where she was, curled up on the floor with Verlaine looking down at her from his throne. Violet seemed to be begging Verlaine to let her go, begging for her life. But it wasn't really like that when you look at how casually Verlaine was dealing with her own mess. He's been telling stories, as if that's his only purpose in seeing Violet. Is this what he meant by seeking comfort for his heart? But Violet still doesn't know what the big deal is that makes Verlaine do this. Violet ventured to glance over at where Verlaine was. The man was sitting with his elbows resting on his knees, looking like he was realizing something. But Violet couldn't quite put her fin
Violet was silent for a long time, her lips unable to reply to what Verlaine had asked her. Meanwhile, Verlaine laughed triumphantly again at her words, smiling at her as she said, "You hypocrite!" she directed at Violet who was shocked at what she had said. "Just tell me that you adore that man so much that you don't care who he is. Whether he's a criminal, a thief, or a demon, you'll still defend him and find justification for his crimes. You're just like Mom and Dad, you're just as hypocritical as they are.""I'm not a hypocrite, Verlaine," Violet replied, distracting Verlaine who seemed to be fiddling with the gun in his fingers. "I'm telling the truth and I'm not looking for any defense of Victor. You and Victor are the same, but you're different because here-I love him.""Don't make me laugh by bringing up love, Miss-""You won't understand, Verlaine. No matter how I explain it, you won't understand what it is about love that I believe in. You even reject the form of love your p