Emilia quickly covered Angela's mouth with her left hand. She moved closer and whispered in her ear, "What do you think you're doing? Do you want to harm Ethan? Pretend you don't know him. Even if your father asks, say you don't know him."Angela replied, "Okay, dear. Thanks so much. I was shocked."
Ethan was eating some snacks in one of the most well-known clubs in the city. He sat on the chair, watching movies on the television placed in front of the place.Suddenly, he started hearing some fighting. He ate the last snack on the table and went to the place. It was a fight between a woman and
"Which mercy are you talking about? Why are you not blaming yourself also? Do you know the number of times I have seen you kissing them? Is that also part of what the company asked you to do?" the lady shot back, picking up a fork.She held the man's clothes."I have been dating your best friend sin
The lady yelled at him, holding the fork in her right hand.Ethan looked at the lady and moved closer, attempting to collect the fork from her.The man pushed his wife again."Stab me, dude. Kill me, you shameless woman. You got impregnated by my best friend, and you are not ashamed of yourself," he
The next day, Raymond was discharged from the hospital. He headed to one of his warehouses to meet his manager and other members of his gang.As he entered the warehouse, they all bowed before him, saying, "Welcome, Sir."Using his left hand, he signaled them to sit down.He sat on a chair, looking
Raymond sighed heavily.Facing his gang, he asked loudly, "Is that what you want? Say 'yes' if you want me to kill him. Or reply with 'no' if you don't want me to do that.""No sir," they all said."Killing him is also an option, but I don't like it. I like playing with my prey until I end his life.
"Prison?" Raymond asked rhetorically. He looked at the man surprisely. "How many years should I give him? Should he spend the rest of his life in prison, or should I release him after some time? Your suggestion is a good idea, and I would like to do it," Raymond said."Imprison him and forget about
Raymond looked at him angrily."How dare you condemn what I want? Who are you to tell me what's right and wrong?" Raymond yelled at him."I'm sorry, sir. I'm just suggesting," the manager said, bowing down."Go to Hell with your suggestion. Who are you to suggest that I should do this and that?" Ray