Charles returned to his room and rested on his bed. His heart was beating slowly and heavily. A shade of gloom covered his face. Just after the lunch had finished, Laurel gave him an envelope. He opened it. There were pictures of Sofia meeting other guys at various restaurants and clubs. That was a shocker for him, even though he knew what type of woman she was. “She’s been doing this for months,” Laurel said, almost in a pitying tone, “and you’re just one of the many. I’ve heard that her husband also ran away, though they tell the world a different story.” Laurel’s words deeply hurt his heart as well as his pride. He felt foolish for thinking he could already be Sofia’s priority given how she came after him. “I didn’t want to show you this right now,” Laurel continued, “but I wanted you to know how most of the rich women are. I’m different, though. I’m seeking for that one person I know I should adjust with and put some of my comforts aside if necessary, but I doubt Sofia comes
Sofia had always put Carlos through physical and mental abuse. Moreover, she had the audacity to say ‘Whatever you’re going through, I’m going through worse after marrying you.’ He used to be an alpha of sorts, but her lies and manipulation repeated often enough ended up dissolving his confidence as if it was never there to begin with. His heart had slowly eroded after marriage. It might never fully recover again, but right now, Carlos was on the mission to get it back on the right track. There was a saying ‘eye for an eye,’ and Carlos took it as ‘dick for dick.’ He offered Officer Bernard to cut his own dick for a million dollars. Instant payment. Bernard, however, didn’t seem too eager to do that. He threatened Carlos he would deal with him outside the hospital and left. Carlos took his sweet time to deal with the things in the hospital. He left a drop of his blood in Thomas’ mouth. After testing on rats, he found that his blood had healing properties. He could have given more bl
Bless the bitch with vengeance! Bless the bitch with vengeance! Bless the bitch with vengeance! An almost creepy voice kept whispering and cackling in Carlos’ head ever since he came home and tried to get some sleep. Again, sleeping at night was proving extremely difficult for him with every passing day. He could feel his blood burning the heart as it urged for vengeance. His body usually felt cold during nighttime, but tonight, it was hot. He could feel his blood strengthening his bones and muscles. He was probably going through a transformation. “Even though I haven’t drunk blood today, I can still feel the blood issuing forth out of my heart, giving energy to the rest of the body. Is it because I was stabbed in the heart? Does that make me stronger?” he could only wonder. Since he wasn’t getting sleep, he experimented on rats that night. He poured excess blood on a rat, and it went bat-shit crazy. “Damn… if I had given extra blood to Thomas, he would have become like this, too?
Xin was yawning, but his long yawn was disturbed when a mosquito flew into his nose and made him sneeze and cough at the same time. It was really a jarring experience, and it brought tears to his eyes. “Damn these motherfucking mozzies! These greedy blood suckers!” He cursed the mosquitoes and swatted them away. “I applied the repellent cream that cost me 60 cens, but some of these mozzies are too desperate. Maybe if I wear a vampire costume, they’ll be afraid of me? Nah, the vampires in movies are probably inspired from these little buggers. ” Four black vehicles stopped by. “Mm?” Xin couldn’t see who was inside because of their shady windows. Still, he got up lazily from his seat. If he were to help them and receive a handsome tip in return, it would be good for him. He knocked on the window of the first car. “Are you looking for directions, sir?” Seconds later, the window lowered. “Is this the apartment where SFF Charles stays?” asked the big guy sitting closest to Xin. “Charle
The deaths at the apartment were reported by the news channels as the work of a psycho killer. Sofia’s agent, Roger, was also found dead in his room, and it was reported that he committed suicide. Raven had visited the places of every target and killed them, except for four. Actress Reena wasn’t home, so he couldn’t kill her. Besides, he had his own plans for her. Instead of killing her, he wanted her to make her a sex kitten and use her to satisfy the desires of the rich politicians, businessman and what not. Reena had such popularity, after all. The second target he couldn’t finish was Selena Sterling. He had gone to the Sterling villa with the intention to kill her, and he sent three men into the villa, but none of them returned. Instead of rushing in, he left the place, thinking he should find out more about the Sterlings before going after them with a greater force. The third target Raven couldn’t finish was the Myers’ family. They were too rich, and how could their daughters
The sounds the intense kissing of Raven and Sofia made stirred Carlos’ blood. He grabbed a broom and thrust it right in their faces as they were kissing. And both of them got a ‘broomful’ of filth in their mouths. An onion peel entered Sofia’s mouth, and she was so disgusted by it, she ended up vomiting, though only saliva came out. Sofia wouldn’t have kissed just any man in public. Only after researching about Raven’s identity and finding out that he was the first son of Butcher Bones, the head of Black Feathers, the mafia gang that owned the country, she made her move boldly. Raven, on the other hand, loved getting extra attention from Sofia because of Carlos’ existence. She was the defying type who would require extra persuasion to get her to kiss you or hug you. And Raven loved that kind of a woman. Moreover, she was an actress and was the daughter of a billionaire. If he were to marry her, he could not only get all the clothing for his mafia members for free, but he could use t
Carlos had ended up sleeping on the edge of the rooftop. When he woke up, he thought he was really lucky to have not fallen down, but then he realized that his arm was actually tied to an iron rod using a white scarf. “Who did this?” He found it quite shocking. How was someone able to tie a scarf to his arm and not wake him out of his sleep? It greatly worried him because he was slipping into too deep of a sleep that he wasn’t able to wake up when it was needed. The same thing happened back in the hotel when he was in Sofia’s room. Moreover, how did this person even get onto the rooftop? He untied the scarf and sniffed it. There were too many vague scents on the scarf, but the smell of the dye was dominating everything else. It was probably picked up from a store, he thought. He walked around the edge of the rooftop, looking for signs of anybody climbing onto it, but he found none. The sealing at the stairs leading to the rooftop was still intact. “Just how did they get here?” he sc
The noises of the buses, the trains, the cars, and the blazing artificial lights of the traffic prevailed through the city streets, but the sky hundreds of meters above still belonged to the birds of prey during these busy nights. There was this peculiar quietness in the sky as Charles flew through the darkness, almost feeling what the hunters of night would feel. Thanks to the pollution, the air wasn’t fresh or crisp like the wind from Spring, but more than the noises of the traffic below, he could better hear the songs the birds made with their vocals and wings. The landscapes were definitely bright below, but the joy of flying in the sable sky only lit by the moon and the stars was indescribable. It was a thousand times better than walking on a footpath. After all, he wouldn’t be knowing the darkness in a visceral way and experience a much broader world by walking on the street like any other human. The sky offered him a wholly different view. Charles himself was a selfish man. H