Edeline opened her eyes and saw sunlight streaming through the cracks in the window. She slowly moved her body, biting her lower lip to endure the stabbing pain from Almero's brutality last night.With slow movements, Edeline began to get out of bed. She took her clothes into the bathroom and quickly cleaned herself under the shower's stream of water. Afterward, she walked to the bathroom mirror and saw that parts of her body were bruised from Almero's harsh treatment.Edeline held back the tears that threatened to fall as she blinked. She took a deep breath, then quickly put her clothes back on and applied makeup. Once she was well-groomed, Edeline walked out of the bathroom and looked at Almero, who was still lying soundly on the bed, witnessing the cruelty of the man's assault on her sensitive area last night."I hope I never see you again," Edeline said, clenching her fists. Edeline walked slowly, then picked up her bag and left the room without looking back.He hated it when Alm

Almero and Dimas were talking at the end of the parking lot dedicated to the cleaning staff. They were both talking very seriously, and Almero occasionally glanced around as if trying to assess the situation."You know what to tell them," Almero said, looking at Dimas seriously."Don't worry, Almero. I'll do what you tell me. I'll never betray our friendship," Dimas said with a serious expression. "But you have to promise me that my life won't be at risk by choosing to help you. I'm also indirectly lying to them," Dimas said with a look of annoyance."Trust me, Dimas. I consider you like my own brother, so I would never put your life in danger. Just do as I'm told and don't let them suspect anything," Almero said, putting his hands on Dimas' shoulders. "Your life will be safe as long as you follow everything I say," he continued, trying to reassure Dimas not to be overly anxious. Almero glanced around and saw two burly men dressed all in black, both wearing hats and masks. Almero smi

Almero entered his apartment. He cleaned himself first, then lay down on the bed. He stared at the ivory ceiling. He realized the paint in the apartment looked fresh; Valton's father must have renovated it before he moved in.Almero suddenly recalled the events of that night, when he touched Edeline. For some reason, guilt crept into his heart. He reached for his phone, which had been lying there, and there were no messages or calls from his wife. Edeline usually texted and asked how he was, but after that night, she had gone abroad, as if trying to avoid him."She must be mad at me. Should I call her?" Almero asked himself as he sat on the edge of the bed.Almero scrolled through his phone, searching for Edeline's name. His thumb almost reached for the green call button, but seconds later, he let out a shaky sigh and tossed the phone aside. "Just let her calm down first. After this is over, I'll go see her," Almero thought, rubbing his face in exasperation.Almero stood up and was a

Crash!"Don't move," said a man, holding a gun.Almero's body immediately stiffened as he realized the men were entering the apartment. He looked at Caroll and pointed a finger to his lips, as if signaling her to keep her mouth shut to avoid arousing their suspicion.Almero watched as the woman bit her lower lip, sobs stifled in her throat. The tears continued to flow, streaming down her cheeks, betraying the fear she could barely contain.Almero watched his men standing in front of him. They all wore wary expressions, with some even pointing their guns at the window of room 104. He signaled them not to make any movement, let alone shoot."Walk slowly, and I'll hold you from behind. I swear I'll never let you fall," he whispered softly into the woman's ear. Holding back her sobs, the woman could only nod her head in resignation and continue walking, her legs trembling even more. Upon reaching the end, Almero's men immediately helped her, and Almero immediately jumped onto the balcony

Almero pulled out his phone from his pocket and looked at the GPS track he had installed under Mr. Gabe's car that afternoon. The track pointed away from the city center, indicating that the cunning man was monitoring the situation from a distance, and indirectly trying to hide his tracks from the troubles surrounding the apartment.Seconds later, Almero looked away from his phone after hearing the hallway fill with footsteps. A guard, who had been watching the CCTV footage on his phone, walked toward him, his face almost as white as a sheet of paper, devoid of a single ink stain."Are more of them coming?" Almero asked, his face growing increasingly panicked. The anxiety was making the pores on his forehead ooze cold sweat. His heart was pounding like a drum beating without pause. "There were about seven people who just came out of the elevator, Mr. Almero. They all openly raised their weapons as if they weren't afraid of anything," said a guard, pointing a flat screen displaying CC