“If you become part of Little Boy, we will teach you how to kill without being chased by the police. Also... one hundred percent protection. You’ll be our elite troops with me as the leader.” Pert averted his gaze, seemingly pondering. It was possible that her slightly shifted brain was beginning to digest the situation, and decide what she would do in this serious negotiation. Victor was glad that his time was no longer wasted. “Comparing to our leader who died of old age five years ago, I think you can be a much stronger leader. You’ll make us the most feared group of assassins, possibly in Louisiana,” Pert said with a serious face. His words and the look on his face seemed to say that he would agree to Victor’s offer, but that was not the case. Victor had already said that they were troublesome, right? “But we can’t accept you as a leader and accept this deal without seeing what potential you have, Mr. Victor.” Victor already knew that Pert would say something like that in the
“Haha... what is this?” Victor muttered, soon he received another attack in the stomach. “Do any of you know my weakness?” Fortunately, Victor was able to deflect the attack quickly, but another person used the small opportunity from Victor’s off guard to hit him on the back of the neck. Victor staggered and almost lost his balance. If he were an inexperienced person, he would have fainted instantly. The skinny man clung to the wire fence, his gray eyes blinking a few times and hoping to regain his consciousness with perfect focus. He was getting hotter and hotter, it felt like he needed to take this betrayal more seriously. “Stop wasting my time, damn it!” It was Victor who ran and attacked first this time. He used his light body to cling to the neck of one of his opponents while he delivered a full kick to the other who was about to attack him. One man fell, and Victor used the opportunity to take down the other before the man he had just knocked unconscious woke up. By the time
Victor opened his eyes one morning in a hurry. Again, it wasn't the alarm that woke him up, but a nightmare that he always wanted to end immediately. He touched his head, checking to see if there was any blood flowing from it. Of course, there wasn't. What he was experiencing was truly a dream, but the pain all over his hand felt real as he held the thin arm. Victor was silent for a few moments, trying to normalize his labored breathing. "Victor...!" His attention shifted to the source of the voice. A tall female figure with a sexy body, walking quickly towards Victor wearing only a bikini. Victor massaged his head and got off the bed. The woman was Lovana, who currently had her arms around Victor's neck. "You didn't tell me you were going to visit!" said Lovana in a passionate and disappointed tone. She was already feeling very happy just because Victor asked her to go to New York, but apparently when she got here, Lovana wasn't even told where Victor was going and what his purpos
Meanwhile, Victor was still frozen in place, not changing the direction of his blank gaze. He thought about Lovana’s words, digesting them well. Still, he was still the Victor Leighton who insisted on not sharing his past with anyone, including Violet. Victor doesn’t want Violet to feel sorry for him, Victor doesn’t want her to be around him out of pity. Therefore, for now, Victor is still sticking to his stance of not saying anything to Violet. But thinking back to Lovana’s words that he could not avoid, Victor thought that he did not want Violet to leave. When he heard that that hadn’t even happened yet, Victor felt upset. He really didn’t want to see Violet leave his side. Thinking about all of that made Victor furrow his brow. From everything Lovana had said and his unwavering stance, it was a shame that Victor had ended it with a new question accompanied by indecision. “Do I really love that girl?” Victor let out a short sigh then went back to thinking about it. He wondered t
“Even after doing that heinous thing, until this moment I didn’t think that I should apologize to you. Am I not disgusting... Mama?” Victor didn’t move. He had said many words but still did not change his position. “I know you must hate who I am now, even though I thought about it for a long time and still felt that this was not something you would like. But in the end, I chose to be like this. I chose to be a bad human being.” Victor even felt that he was not much lower than trash. And strangely enough, he chooses to live his life as an eyesore. Trash that refused to be removed. Victor looked up at the clear sky with a fond gaze. “I have no choice but to soil my body,” he said with a sad look. “I wouldn’t have been able to kill the pigs if I had refused to follow them into their mud pits. Therefore, I chose to become even more disgusting than my own enemies.” Rather than regretting being a bad person, Victor’s face seemed to say that he deeply regretted his sad life story. “Mama,
Violet finished cleaning herself. She was feeling very hot after spending the whole day outside and hadn't showered since her arrival at Victor's apartment. Violet didn't want to disturb Victor's rest, so she did everything very carefully so as not to make any noise. From eating to bathing.Violet didn't change her clothes. She wears the clothes she was wearing earlier because, once again, Violet doesn't want to bother Victor by whining about finding a change of clothes.Her hair was still wet, and she carried a small towel around to absorb the water. Violet went back to Victor's room to get her cardigan, she needed it because after her shower, she felt a little cold.But when her neutrals looked at Victor, she stopped. Violet canceled her intention to go straight out after picking up her cardigan which she placed on the chair in the room, and instead approached the bed where Victor was lying.Due to the size of the mattress, Violet's head could even be level with Victor's face ev
Violet immediately realized what she had just thought. She denied it: she wasn’t expecting Victor to open up to her! Violet didn’t want Victor to do what he did to another girl he trusted! Violet wasn’t expecting anything from Victor. But, in that instant of silence. Violet was made to roll her eyes at Victor’s next words. “Sleep here,” he said simply. Violet was stunned. “It’s okay, Victor. I can sleep somewhere else.” Violet politely declined after being thumped by Victor’s words. “There are no other rooms here. Sleep on the bed, I’ll sleep on the couch.” Violet rounded her eyes. “That’s a big no-no!” she screeched in a high voice, causing Victor to shift his eyes to Violet who was now speechless from his actions. “I mean... you’re sick, how can you sleep on the couch!” Violet explained more calmly. “Then we’ll sleep together.” “Ha...?” Violet’s brain seemed to freeze for an instant. She needed time to digest what Victor had just said. And when she had a good grasp of it, she
Violet had been completely tight-lipped about what she was doing around the city park until she finally met up with Victor that afternoon.She just said that she was taking a leisurely stroll and enjoying herself. It was a classic excuse, but even so, Victor wouldn't be overly suspicious of her because it was a normal thing for everyone to do in the city park.Violet hid the truth, that she was actually meeting Maria Siesta ....Around nine in the morning, Violet left the mansion without anyone knowing except Lucy. She had come to Violet's room the day before, asked her about her meeting with Beatrice and then Violet had told her everything, including her plans to meet a woman named Maria.Lucy doesn't interfere, she lets Violet go to see Maria that morning.Violet came alone to the city park. According to the information she'd gotten from Beatrice, Maria, Victor's friend, lived in the vicinity of the park, where there was a small coffee shop.Violet read the paper address again