2026-05-27 16:16:09Searching for a man you didn't register his face but his appearance equalized looking for gnat in a pile of sand. The afternoon sun burned differently, sweats poured down from her temple profusely. She moved from retail containers to the next, describing a man she didn't really look at earlier because appearance was justification for importance.
"I can't get your description, woman." One woman shook her head. "I haven't seen someone like that passing this place." Another said. "You said he looks like a beggar?" "Oh..no I mean..not a beggar. He's someone important but... forget it.." she walked to another place again, each response dragging her towards exhaustion and frustration and a career placed on deadline before it crumbled or saved in real-time. By the time she moved from terminal to terminal, taxi ranks to the next, drop-off zone to the docking area, her legs were already shaking with exhaustion, her badge out of place on uniform that looked like it survived through a storm to the other end, her heels were glammed with dust. She stopped at the pedestrian lane and leaned flatly with palms wedged against knees that throbbed in exhaustion. Her spine ached, her feet hurt, eyes spinning with dizziness from wandering for minutes. Her throat burned for water but dehydrating meant wasting time when you have a career on countdown to collapse. Tears blurred her eyes as the weight of everything crashed over her. "Please.. please..I'm sorry. Wherever you are please..." As though her prayer was answered by the universe, feet appeared before her eyes. She looked up and who she saw made her weight collapse completely to the floor with a sharp crack. Relief flooded her face mixed with grim of exhaustion. Killan stared down at her without giving away any reaction. "I'm sorry please. Forgive me. I should have listened to you. I should have honoured you..." She held his trousers, shaking it frantically. Passersby stopped to watch in surprise and confusion but she didn't care. "I came back because I wish. You didn't find me." Killian said. "People like you aren't worthy of putting a bridge to helping people who really need it." Killian said. "I have a life to save." He walked out on her. Ruth crawled after him. Killian walked inside the lobby to see Mrs. Whitmore pacing forth and back in frustration and panic. Immediately she saw him, she rushed over. "Mr. Dante. Please.. please.. forgive me for not handling things properly.." the apology stumbled out from her mouth. Her knee bent forward to hit the marble. Killian caught her arm quickly pulling her up before the act, but it didn't go without the lobby's notice. Shock registered in their expression. "Isn't that Mrs. Whitmore heiress of Whitmore group?" "Who is that young man? It's ridiculous! Was she about to fall to his feet?' An old man among them leaned in, caressing his white beards while evaluating Killian. "That young man is not ordinary." The old man said beside her young daughter. Why did you say so, grandpa?" The girl not more than fifteen asked curiously. The man laughed quietly still caressing his long white beards gently while observing Killian. "Because powerful people don't dress with armour to display their power, kid." The young girl looked at Killian to see him in a plain shirt analyzing him literally. She nodded even when she didn't get the metaphoric meaning of the old Man's word. Ruth crawled to his feet like an insect desperate for food. "Please forgive me, Sir..Ma.. please.." "Get out!!" Mrs. Whitmore snapped finger at the door. "Let her be." Killian said, his voice carrying quiet command Mrs. Whitmore didn't interfere. "She was only doing her job but in an unprofessional and rude manner." Killian continued, his voice firm. "Pride doesn't take you to the top," he said. "It takes you up and brings you to the fall hard. Have you seen it?" "Yes...yes.. I was wrong.. I was stupid.." Killian looked away from her to Mrs. Whitmore. "Take me to her ward. We have a life to save."
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Chapter Sixteen: Six against one(Dangerous odd)
"What are you doing, Jack? Who are these men? Are you trying to trap me inside this place? For what sake!?" Vivianne fired despite sensing the trouble, her tone a mix of arrogance and anger. Jack let out a sharp ugly laughter that actually echoed like glass shattering. His head tilted to the side with a cruel smirk tugging at the corner of his lips."For what sake? Huh?" He snorted, closing the gap one step with her. "You think you're tough, huh? Because you're one hot b*tch?! Making me chase after you all this while like I'm a psycho. I'm done chasing, Anna. It's my turn to hunt down.." his smirk was sharper. "...of course hunt down the icy CEO and make her scream my name under me in pleasure."The thugs burst out into laughter that echoed off the Bar wall."She's gonna Sob. Sob of Joy." One chuckled."Boss, how about sparing us one round each." Another licked his lips, already stripping Vivianne naked with his eyes.Vivianne's heart hammered as everything came clearly now. Jack wa
Chapter fifteen: Vivianne Cross in trouble
The woman's expression was utterly shocked, the glass of wine immediately hot on her lips like acid had spread to the tip of the glass."What are you talking about?" Her brow was deeply arched in confusion. "This drink is..poisoned?" Her voice trembled slightly. Her name was Vivianne Cross, the first child of the Prestigious Cross family, S-class family in the city with properties sprawling across the New York. Men chased after her like honey seeking her heart, women are jealous of her beauty and elegant posture that was similar to a modeling figure but none had dared to go beyond the admiration because Vivianne sets the standard, the icy CEO of Cross Consortium.This particular date had been decided by her family for a solid relationship with the family of the man across from her who'd been chasing her heart for several months, and she'd only came because she wanted her family to leave her neck unbeknownst to her that he had cruel ulterior motive.Meaning while, the man across from
Chapter fourteen: Pioson in the Bar
Killian wanted to reject the VVIP Access card but he just got released today so he'll be needing a place to stay, at least for the night to pass away."Thanks." He simply pocket the Card and turned towards the door then paused turning half with one hand resting on the brass door handle. "Dr. Marcus Williams makes sure she's checked her vitals regularly. You don't need to administer any drugs to her anymore. She's perfectly fine. Do you hear me?" The titled Physician who had been too confident and full of pride earlier nodded his head in submissive obedience."Yes, Master, yes Master.." "Good." Killian finally turned with one last look at the room and walked out.Killian arrived at the five Star hotel, granted access with the sleek black card that made the securities stoic expression shifted in reverence. He took the elevator to the VVIP penthouse that was inaccessible to people who could afford it. It is meant for the city movers, the most powerful of the powerful people in the city
Chapter Thirteen: The miracle hand
Mrs. Whitmore rushed to the bedside with speed that suggested panic when the weight of nightmarish reality finally shattered through despair. On the bed, Aria laid motionless, eyes shut tight in sleep that would last eternity. Gone. She broke down in tears beside the bed, shaking the static body with vigorous force that couldn't revive a dead body. "Aria.. Please wake up... please..wake up baby.." The room fell into silence that allowed ghost to cross the room. Dr. Williams head slumped as failure hit him like a physical blow, nurses stood with expression that wasn't quite mourning but pity and disappointment for a job that failed after 11 hrs effort. Killian was close to the door, watching everything quietly without moving. Mrs. Whitmore suddenly spun back and rushed to Killian, dropping to her knee at his feet and shaking his leg. "Please. Please. Help me. Help my daughter. Please do something." Tears burst down to her cheek like a dam blown by pressure. "Honey—" Mr. Whitm
Chapter twelve: Sweetest thing that kills
"What the hell did you just say?" Mr. Whitmore's voice dropped to a dangerous edge. He closed the gap with Killian with one step, anger radiating from him. Killian didn't move. He didn't blink. "I have no other explanation to give." He said simply and turned towards the exit again. "Securities!!" Mr. Whitmore barked towards the exit. The trained bodyguards flanking the corridor stormed the room, boots thundered collectively, vibrating marbles. "Restrain him!" Mr. Whitmore crossed the room to meet Killian, his footsteps heavy against the floor. "Did you just wish my daughter dead? And you— called me a murderer?!" His voice was dangerously low with anger rumbling just beneath the surface. Killian didn't speak. "Filicide! You accused me of Filicide, young man. You're in trouble!" The man said sneer, saliva spraying from his mouth. He took another step closer, glaring at Killian. "If anything. If anything should go wrong with Aria I swear I'm going to kill you bast
Chapter eleven: Countdown to death
The silence was deafening. The temperature in the room perceptibly below ten degrees. Close to the bed, a nurse dropped the instrument tray as shock gripped her. It clattered to the floor with the frequency that made ear ring and listening impossible. "What—" Dr. William found his voice after silence that lasted ten seconds, still breaking in shock. "— did you just say?" The shock was instantly replaced with Something else. Caution. As though everyone was standing on land mines they weren't aware was under their feet all along. Nurses stepped back with quiet steps in fear and caution. A junior doctor grabbed a syringe with trembling hands, gripping it like a weapon for defense rather than for its primary purpose. They saw Killian as a threat now. Deadmoo? The most horrible place known to the world, where massacre meant celebrations, where animals of humans were harboured because ordinary prison was luxury for bloody criminals that commit crimes for fun. "Mrs. Whitmo
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