Just as Charles stood up from the couch, a grenade blasted through his room’s door, almost giving him a heart attack. Soon, a couple of men wielding machine guns rushed into the room. “Whoever is in here, raise your fucking hands up where we can see, or we’re going to put our pretty fucking bullets in your ugly face!” the men warned as they looked for souls, and they noticed a man standing with his hands raised high. “Cream-colored suit and blonde hair. He matches the description.” One of them immediately turned and shot the second guy in the head and laughed, “I’ll get the whole reward for bringing you to Boss Bram!” He marched over to Charles, viciously swiped the gun and struck the back of Charles’ head, thinking it would knock him out of his senses. Charles, however, didn’t even flinch. He slowly turned his head, revealing his scary-long fangs and burning red-hot coals that were his pupils. Shock and terror took over the man’s face, and his body froze in fear. Before he could scr
By the time the police reached the rooftop, they found not a single person standing there. And the only person they found alive was Sofia, whose wound was already dressed before they got there. It wasn’t Charles who did it as he was fighting himself at some place else until dawn. Moreover, the police couldn’t find a single footage of the cameras anywhere in the hotel. Someone had clearly been to the security room and destroyed the video footage, so the police felt at a loss because they had no clue what exactly happened on the rooftop. Over 430 people staying at the hotel died that night. Everyone from the film crew except Reena, Sofia, Narika, Selena and her bodyguards died. Roger had managed to hide in a bathroom for the entire night, so he also managed to survive. It was obvious that Bram Bones had attacked the hotel, but since there was no video footage, the news channel telecasted that it was a terrorist attack. The reason was simple. They didn’t want to piss off Bram’s father
“Mr. Andres, how can you be so shameless? Why do you go out with someone else’s wife?” Carlos posed this question the very same day he had seen Andres and Sofia enter the mansion, holding each other’s hands. Of course, he didn’t ask this question when Sofia was around, but he never expected Andres would react the way he did. “Who are you calling shameless?” Andres slapped Carlos so hard, he bled from his ear. Carlos wasn’t a coward, but he was just left in shock by the way Andres reacted. Moreover, he was used to being treated poorly by his in-laws, so maybe that was also part of the reason he couldn’t react after that. “If I’m shameless, then are you saying your wife is also shameless? Do you want me to tell her that?” Andres kept taunting and mocking Carlos, telling him that Sofia considered Carlos as the biggest mistake of not only her life but also of the Myers’ family. Andres didn’t waste much of his time for Carlos, but every time he did, he was very good at demoralizing him a
After coming home, Gregory came straight to Sofia’s room to check how she was doing. Sofia was asking a surgeon on mobile if covering up her scar was possible, and the surgeon said yes, so she felt greatly relieved. Only after ending the call, she noticed that her father was in the room. “Dad! When did you get here?” “Just now…” he sat down on the bed. “Let me see the wound.” She raised her shirt a little and showed the wounded spot, which was no longer bandaged. “I was once shot in an alley,” Gregory said, startling her. “You were what?” “Even your mother doesn’t know of it because it didn’t leave any scar, so don’t stress over your wound too much.” “M-Mm.” Gregory touched her cheek. “I’m glad you’re safe, but don’t let this incident keep you down for weeks.” “I’m planning to attend shooting for a new film with a simple role, dad, but I was wondering how the public will think. I mean, many crew members died during the trip, so… should I perhaps wait a little longer?” Gregory
It had been three days, but there was no call from Sofia, and Charles was feeling all anxious. Why didn’t she call? Was she still recovering? Or Did she get attracted to another rich man? Did she not find him interesting? A lot of things ran through his mind. It could be any reason. If ‘Charles’ didn’t work, Carlos could order a fresh mask and take on a new identity, but it would require him to build the relationship again, and he didn’t want that. “Should I give her a call? It’d be good if I ask how her health is and if she’s recovering well, but Sofia’s brain doesn’t work like a normal woman’s. She doesn’t care about all those things as long as I do what she wants the next time we meet. She definitely learned that habit from her mother, I’m sure.” After some thinking, he recorded a voice message and sent it to Sofia’s mail. “When she checks her mails, she’ll be forced to act.” Charles grinned. His phone rang. It was a call from Laurel. “What does she want now?” Charles shook h
While being a vampire had its positives for sure, not knowing his abilities as to what he could do and what he couldn’t do was a nuisance, to say the least. If only Charles had a mentor to guide him, it would have saved him a lot of trouble. The dog’s birthday party didn’t go as planned because Max didn’t leave Charles’ side. It was a shocking behavior to those who knew Max, but some others found it funny and cute. “What kind of spell did he put on it?” Caroline could only wonder. As far as she knew, Max shouldn’t like Charles because it lost in poker against him. Given its competitive spirit, it should hate Charles, but what she saw was the complete opposite. Max was jumping about like an excited puppy and shouted like it was reuniting with a long lost friend. When Charles walked away from the party, Max followed him. The workers tried to stop and catch the dog, but it growled at them and seemed ready to bite them if needed. Max was a dog with a temper, so they didn’t stand in its
Charles bought a lot of dog food home. He didn’t want Max to be hungry when he wasn’t around. In his opinion, relationships weren’t easy to build as two people rarely ever wanted the same thing for the other. And there were more people who kept scores and believed everything should be 50-50, instead of putting more in than the other party, and vice versa. If not for one of his foster mothers treating him like a human and taking care of him, he probably wouldn’t have dared to even dream of marrying. He probably also wouldn’t have finished college and acquired a high-paying job that earned him the marketing manager post with a salary of over 450,000 dollars per year. He had worked his ass off for three years to brainstorm ideas for campaigns and advertisements and create demand for the Myers’ products and boosted the sales like never before with his innovative ideas, but that also caught Gregory’s attention. Thinking back on it, Gregory probably was jealous of Carlos. Otherwise, if he
The next day. When Andres was talking with the manager of a Myers’ store, four masked guys knocked the guard unconscious, burst into the store and stole costly products. Andres attacked them even though they had knives, but they used their knives effectively and made sure to leave unscathed. Andres couldn’t even complain to the police because he realized that it was the same four guys he had made a deal with. But it didn’t stop there. When Andres went to the restaurant for lunch, the same four guys sat at a different table, wearing mouth masks and focusing not on food but on him. “I gave three thousand dollars to these fuckers,” Andres gritted his teeth. “Instead of being grateful, they want to intimidate me like this, probably for demanding more money. I know exactly how to deal with trash like you.” Andres drove his car to the outskirts of the city and entered an abandoned building. The four guys still dared to enter the building. Before long, they were all surrounded by a doze