The condition of the bar, which was increasingly crowded and filled with screams from several sad visitors, made Andrew quite depressed. His body was tired, he wanted to sleep immediately."Damn, how can I go home if Alberto has already joined the old men there. I want to sleep, should I just drag him away from this bar?” Andrew muttered.In the middle of his question, a middle-aged man appeared who had been watching him. A middle-aged man who was sitting not far from Andrew's position."Are you waiting for Alberto?" asked the middle-aged man."Yes. How do you know?" Andrew asked back with a confused face."I'm his old friend, I happened to be sitting near you all this time and saw how sadness still enveloped the old man. If you want to go home, please. Alberto, you don't need to wait, I'll be the one to take him later. Coincidentally, I was with my friend, our houses were in the same direction. I won't let him drive if he's drunk. He will stay at my house."Andrew did a quick check a
The rumble in the sky and the sudden drizzle forced Andrew and Adelline to run a bit. Fortunately, Adelline's house was already in sight, ensuring they wouldn't get soaked if the rain poured down on the city.And indeed, just as their feet entered Adelline's yard, the rain came down heavily as if poured from an enormous bucket. "Wow, perfect timing, right when we're in front of your house," remarked Andrew."Yeah, it looks like you might have to stay overnight here. Where else would you go in such a heavy rain? At least, a cup of warm tea will calm you down. What do you say?" Adelline looked at Andrew with hopeful eyes, eager for him to accept her offer.Andrew took a deep breath, lifted both shoulders, and said, "I don't have a choice.""Come in!" Adelline cheerfully opened the door, and the two adults entered the gray-colored minimalist house.Andrew's eyes were immediately greeted by Adelline's family photos, and he was surprised to see the old man standing next to Adelline, the sa
'I don't want her to leave. Please, help me, stop her, do anything to prevent her from going with that man. Or, just kill that man if it's possible!'"Hey, sorry for making you wait."Adelline's arrival made Andrew quickly close his phone and put it in his pants pocket. His heart was pounding fast because he had just sent a message signaling to kill the man who approached Ivanka.Although he had killed people many times, for Andrew, this was the first time he had given an order to Roger to take someone's life. Until now, the killings had occurred because he was busy protecting himself and fighting against evil people.And Andrew felt an extraordinary turmoil. He wondered if his order was right or wrong. He still worried about that."Ah, did you bring the tea? I didn't see you come out of the room. I mean, from the shape of the house and the part to the right of my current position, it seems like the way to the kitchen has to pass through this room. Am I the only one who didn't notice
It's been twenty minutes since his conversation with Roger on the phone, but Andrew still hasn't decided whether to agree to Roger's proposed solution. His mind is still weighing the pros and cons.Moreover, his heart is in turmoil. So much so that he doesn't even notice Adelline chattering about her job as a massage therapist."So, what do you do for a living, Andrew?" Adelline asks with a wide smile, staring at Andrew with eager eyes awaiting his response.However, Andrew's response, frozen like a statue, makes Adelline slightly awkward. She then touches Andrew's arm gently while calling his name, "Andrew?"Andrew startles and turns to Adelline. He nods and says, "I need to make another call to my friend; wait a moment."The answer is already in Andrew's mind; he is ready to finalize the solution for his relationship with Ivanka. He looks at his phone showing Roger's number and name, takes a deep breath, and mutters, "Let's get started."The call connects instantly, and the voice on
Three bowls of hot soup were served on the coffee table. The wall clock indicated 3 a.m. Andrew, Chick, and Adelline looked absorbed in slurping the steaming soup. “No way, I never expected this to be the best soup I've ever had in my life!” Andrew exclaimed, looking at Adelline. "You're amazing! I'm curious about your other recipes." "That's why you came to this city too soon. If you stayed a bit longer, you could have tasted many more of Adelline's dishes. She's amazing, she's my go-to chef," Chick quipped. Andrew redirected his gaze to Adelline, and the young girl shook her head, blushing. "But, from what I see in Adelline, she indeed has the aura of a great entrepreneur. It might sound strange, but I can read someone's character. Maybe it's because I've been in the business world for a long time. However, anyway you look at it, this is Adelline's life. Whatever choice she makes is surely the best for her," Andrew said. "Actually, I doubt that. Let me explain why she doesn't wa
The sound from the television woke Andrew up; he had been sleeping in the spare room not far from Adelline's room. He got up from the bed and peeked through the door. "Adelline... she's not sleeping," Andrew said. He decided to join Adelline, seizing the opportunity to talk to her about the dispute at the dinner table. "You're not sleeping, Adelline?" Andrew stood behind Adelline, spreading a smile despite the lingering drowsiness in his eyes. "I should be asking you, why aren't you sleeping? Is the bed uncomfortable for you?" Andrew moved closer to the sofa, his eyes focused on the empty spot, and asked again, "May I sit next to you?" "Of course, go ahead." Adelline shifted her body to the edge of the sofa, her eyes still fixed on the television, not looking at Andrew. Sadness and disappointment radiated from Adelline's gaze, and Andrew observed it deeply, making Adelline uncomfortable under his constant gaze. "Why?" Adelline asked, "Is there something wrong with me?" "No, I'm
Athena, Greece Three robust men in all-black attire were seen descending from an SUV parked in front of a five-star hotel. One of the men carried a suitcase matching the color of their clothes, and their tense expressions prompted whispers among the onlookers. Their broad strides brought them instantly to the elevator. Their powerful masculine charm, combined with well-defined chest and arm muscles, made people in front of the elevator step aside. Most of them were captivated women, while the rest were men feeling insecure after seeing the trio. "I never thought that since drinking Mr. Orlando's blood drops, the three of us have become genuinely powerful. I have never seen women look at me with such passionate eyes before," remarked one of the men. His two companions didn't respond to the statement. The elevator stopped on the 37th floor, and the three men swiftly exited the elevator, heading towards room number 777. The man carrying the suitcase led the way, knocking on the door
"He... He died because of me! Bruno died because of my selfishness and not caring about him!" Alberto shouted, causing one of the patrons sitting nearby to raise an eyebrow at Andrew. "Hey, calm down..." Andrew patted Alberto's shoulder, making the older man sit upright and face him. "Yes, you're right. I find it hard to calm down when it comes to Bruno. I've been punishing myself for so long. I've never felt satisfied, I wanted to feel more tormented. I felt... I'm unworthy of living, I wanted to take his place. Bruno should have enjoyed his life; he shouldn't have died because of love; he shouldn't have died due to depression... It torments me." Andrew comforted Alberto, and in his visions, he saw that Bruno had a heated argument with Alberto. They were in a room that indicated the presence of a woman on a bed, her body covered with just a blanket. Of course, Alberto didn't wait long to gulp down the beer. Within moments, his tall glass