Lora stood in the field, her horse, Storm, ready beneath her. Carefully, she mounted the saddle, adjusting her posture. Her breathing felt heavy, a mix of excitement and tension.As Storm started running, Lora tried to draw her bow, but her body shook with the horse's movements. "Steady, Storm!" she called out, trying to control the horse. She gently stroked the golden-brown horse's back.When she released her shot, the arrow missed the target by a wide margin. Frustration began to cloud her thoughts. Every time Storm turned or jumped, Lora's balance wavered. She fell to the ground several times, feeling pain in her arms and back with each fall.But she got back up, brushing the dirt off her clothes. "I won't give up." She looked at the still-anxious horse.Lora began to understand the horse's rhythm after falling and getting back up a few times. With renewed determination, she resumed her practice. Though her body was tired and her hands ached, she could feel herself improving. Focus
Suddenly, it took Lucas by surprise. His brow furrowed, bending sharply. "Are you sure that's your request? Tell me the truth, what do you want?"Lucas asked again to confirm what Lora wanted. However, Lora firmly replied, "I want to spend time with you." Her face pursed in a spoiled manner. "No cell phone, no work, and all your other activities. Just the two of us."Lucas was silent for a moment. His look turned confused and anxious. He didn't want to leave Louis again. He was afraid of something bad happening like yesterday, and he didn't want to regret it. But on the other hand, he had promised Lora that he would grant her request if she managed to shoot while riding.His brows furrowed, and his eyes looked at Lora with uncertainty. "I'm not sure."Lora scowled, putting on a slightly disappointed face. "There's no need to go anywhere, just here in your house."After hearing that, Lucas fell silent again and looked at Chris behind him. Chris nodded slowly, agreeing that Lucas could
Lora sat by the window, looking up at the darkening sky. It had been a month since she last felt Lucas' presence beside her. They had only met three times, and each encounter felt too short.Inside her heart, a sense of restlessness kept swirling. She bit her nails, repeatedly checking her cell phone. But Lucas had yet to answer all her messages and phone calls.Her phone vibrated, making her jump. But when she looked at the screen, it was just a message from a friend. A sense of disappointment hit her.Lora's face turned sour. She threw herself on the edge of the bed. "Is he still thinking about me?"Lora tried to calm herself down, but the image of Lucas' face never faded. She felt the world around her was moving fast, while her heart longed.She knew Lucas was busy, but it was really hard to text him for almost a week now. She couldn't focus because she was thinking about Lucas.Lora gripped her phone tightly, tapping her palms, looking surly. "Why isn't he answering my messages at
A dark sky stretched out in the middle of the vast ocean, filled with thick clouds that absorbed the light. The waves crashed ferociously, creating a tense atmosphere. Dressed in all black, Lucas stood at the ship’s edge, grim and sorrowful. His eyes were fixed on the coffin that had just been lifted from the particular boat, and he was lost in thoughts and memories. The wind blew strongly, whipping his hair, while the sea’s roar seemed to speak of deep sorrow.As if time had stopped, the moment was heavy and silent despite the sounds of nature rumbling around him. Lucas felt the unspeakable loss he was facing as if the sky and ocean were grieving with him.Lucas’s eyes were dark and heavy, reflecting a deep sadness. His gaze was blank as if piercing the distance, but behind it were glimpses of pain and loss. The depth of his gaze reflected memories with Louis that now felt distant and unreachable. Between the wrinkles on her forehead, there was a touching despair, making her look eve
Lucas's house had a gloomy atmosphere. The windows were tightly shut, letting in only a little sunlight through the thick curtains, which warmed the space.The sound of the wind rustling outside added to the sense of emptiness as if the world outside didn't care about his grief. In that silence, every second seemed longer, and the sadness gnawed more and more at the heart.Chris stood in the doorway, looking at Lucas, silently staring at the wall where Louis' picture was displayed. "Master." Chris knocked on the door to Lucas' study."Come in." Lucas looked away for a moment, then refocused himself, staring at the picture of Louis.Chris entered Lucas' study carefully, trying not to disturb the sad atmosphere.A pile of documents waited on the desk, conspicuous in the silence. Chris walked over, standing next to Lucas. "There are some documents you need to sign, Master."Lucas nodded slowly, though his expression remained grim. Chris placed the documents on Lucas' desk and waited ther
Lucas stood in the center of a group of Peter Pan, Popeye, and some pirates. They sat at a round table surrounded by food and drinks, and the atmosphere was lively with laughter and jokes.Lucas sits with Peter Pan, Popeye, and pirates at a round table. The atmosphere is fun, but their conversation starts getting more serious."Hey, did you guys find out about the Rodriguez family?" Popeye leaned forward, whispering in a low voice.With a mischievous smile, Peter Pan adjusted the green hat's position on his head. "Oh, sure. They're not just hosts; there's something more behind all this."Popeye nodded, his expression serious though his eyes remained bright. "That's right, they say this party has a purpose. Like a cult to boost their reputation. Interesting, isn't it?"Lucas finally learned that the gathering at this party was to form a sect to dominate the business world. Some people were from outside the business group, but their goal was the same: to become famous and great in their
Seeing the new group of people who entered the room wearing black robes that covered their entire bodies, Lucas immediately approached, trying to see what they would do.The party atmosphere, initially boisterous and full of laughter, suddenly changed. The lively music stopped as people began to notice the arrival of the black-robed group. The twinkling lights seemed to dim, and whispers slowly spread among the guests."They're coming." Peterpan looked at the mysterious guests with a severe gaze. "Respectfully, they are the higher-ups in the sect."One by one, the people in the room began to bow, paying their respects to the sect leaders. The previously cheerful faces were now filled with tension and deep respect.The guests held their breath while the robed group stood haughtily as if waiting for recognition of their power. Lucas' eyes could not escape the movement of the bigwigs, who began to make their way into the center of the party.Amidst the eerie silence, two black-robed figu
Lucas sat relaxing in his study, surrounded by a calm atmosphere that contrasted with the chaos of last night. He opens his favourite book, diving into the pages he's reading. Rays of morning sunlight streamed in through the window, giving off a warm and cosy feel.Lucas' focus was broken when Chris knocked on his door. "Master." He bowed respectfully, approaching Lucas after the leader gave his permission. "I've gotten information on those two names."At the mention of Asmedeus and Luci, Lucas immediately closed his book with his hand, turning his eyes to Chris."Asmodeus and Luci are famous rulers and are descendants of a large church-owning family." Chris showed Lucas the file he had brought with him, a map and photos of the two leaders of the satanic cult.Lucas took a few of the photos in Chris' hand, noting the faces of Asmedeus and Luci. Several other photos showed their activities inside the church, even baptisms and other images that contrasted with last night's events."The