"Assholes! Why didn't you inform me this Master Kobra is petting a python in his mansion?" Bell roared angrily through the earpiece. Her heart hammered inside the ribcage with great force. "Holy Fucking shite! I am coming, Belle." Luca loaded the bullets in the gun and was ready to make his way upstairs."Don't leave your place. I guess there are going to be more surprises waiting for us. If Master Kobra can pet a python, then I am afraid he can do much more. Stay alert." Belle instantly killed the idea of Lucas accompanying her.Belle crouched down behind the pillar and targeted the bulky python. But before she could press the trigger, that python opened his enormous mouth and lunged at Belle. "Very good. You sure are hostile to your guests." Belle dodges the deathly attack from the python. As if sensing someone, the python wiggled its tail and trapped Belle's feet. Belle knitted her eyebrows. She could feel the pain from the squeeze. Belle closed her eyes before opening them agai
"Belle, you are in a deep shit." Belle muttered and rolled her hair into a messy bun before entering Walker's mansion. "I am home." Belle announced and peeked at the cold and lifeless living room. After their last steamy encounter, Belle stayed with the crew and barely managed to contact Alaric, who was busy with business matters. "So, you know your way home?" A deep and magnetic voice came from behind Belle, causing her to freeze on the spot. Belle slowly turned her face with a forced smile only to meet a cold and icy sculpture. His gaze was piercing. Alaric looked at Belle like a predator."Hey!." Belle awkwardly waved and tried to slip up the stairs. Too bad a certain someone was one step ahead of her. A large palm gripped her slender wrist."Where do you think you are going?" Alaric pulled Belle with force, causing Belle to crash into his iron chest. Belle rubbed her red nose and looked up at Alaric with a pitiful look on her face. "It hurts." Belle matched his gaze, and her h
The atmosphere in the living room turned eerily quiet. Belle could hear the thumping voice of her heart. Alaric's gaze turned more intense with time."Why?" After much deliberation, Alaric finally parted his cold thin lips and uttered only a word."Huh?" Belle tilted her head and let out a confused voice."Why did you marry me? You could have denied it." Alaric leaned back and leisurely crossed his long legs giving an oppressive feeling. Belle was under immense pressure and fidgeted with her fingers before taking deep breaths to calm her throbbing nerves."Because you have that one thing I am looking for." Belle, too, leaned back and closed her eyes with a mocking smile on her cherry lips. It looks like she had to tell him the truth mixed with lies. "Ha! Do you regret giving your first to me?" Alaric asked out of the blue."I did it willingly. Believe it or not, it wasn't a part of my plan but my duty as your wife." Belle turned her head sideways only to meet with a pair of predating
Belle stood before the French ceiling-to-floor window and watched the bright stars in the dark sky. She then traced the outline of her reflection on the window. One year to show her sincerity. Was Alaric playing games with her or trapping her? She wasn't able to figure out his true motive behind this bet. On the second floor, in the study room, Alaric loosened his tie and massaged his throbbing temples. A piece of land? How could a person as cunning as Alaric couldn't guess which land she was asking? "Annabelle Smith, so you are from there. No matter what, you are my woman now." Alaric walked to the wine cellar in the corner and filled his glass. He twirled the glass with a devilish smirk. "Bro?" Gil-the blabber mouth, barged into the study while panting heavily. "I can't find anything about my sister-in-law when she was in Italy. It was as if someone intentionally removed all the traces of her past." Gil took the wine bottle from Alaric's hand and gulped it down without reserv
Under the century-old tree, Belle lay there with her eyes closed. Her pale, long slender fingers tapped on the screen of her cell phone."Should I call him or not?" Belle asked herself and opened her bloodshot eyes. She wasn't able to get a wink of sleep last night. Alaric didn't return to their room which left Belle perplexed. She was deep in her thought when her phone rang, breaking the tranquillity of her thoughts."Sensei?" Belle called out to the person with a tired voice which was unlikely of her."Your husband and his brother are trying to dig out your past, little one. Complete what you have been delaying and return to your world- a world where you belong." Sensei warned her as if telling Belle it was his last time helping her. "He knows I want that land and has asked me to show my sincerity if I want that land." Belle looked down at her well-trimmed nails and whispered in a feeble voice."With his level of IQ, he must have doubts about you. Well, it doesn't matter if he know
While Belle was contemplating what to do, a storm was about to swamp her life. Far away in Italy, a cold and handsome man stood before the indoor swimming pool, wearing a bath towel, while taking slow sips of the cigar. "Boss, are you sure about it?" Beside him stood a slim sassy man with gold-rimmed glasses. He was holding a tablet and typing something on it furiously."When have I regretted my decision, Carol?" Sensei looked at the slim man with a raised brow."Your decisions are always precise, but this time- it is a huge step. We are making a move against Walkers, and they are no easy to deal with," Carol asked and adjusted his glasses. His covered eyes flickered with slyness."That is why they are our target." Sensei sneered with humour."Boss, are you sure Belle can do this mission without letting her emotions overtake her?" Carol pursed his lips, and black lines formed on his broad forehead. "She is my trump card, and I believe she can take that land from Alaric. If she can't,
"Dad, is that you?" The younger version of Belle took small steps on the wooden pavilion. "Oho! My little princess is here. Come, dad will take you there." Albeit (Belle's biological father) pointed at the other end of the river bank. It was green and flourished with fruits. "But dad, I have s little work to complete." Belle stood a few meter's distances from the blurry figure. She wanted to move, but her feet were glued to the ground."Ok, princess. Dad will be waiting for you here. We will cross the river together." Albeit laughed and waved at Belle as his blurry figure disappeared from Belle's sight. "Dad..." Belle sobbed while calling her father."Belle? Open your eyes." Alaric gently tapped on her soft cheek. He was getting ready for the office when he heard Belle crying and calling out to her dad."Hiccup!" Belle slowly opened her teary eyes and drowsily looked at Alaric, who was hovering over her. His face scrunched up in worry. "Nightmare?" Alaric asked as he passed her a
"Man!" Edden barged into President's office with a mischievous grin on his handsome face. He threw his bulky body on the sofa with a loud thud."Edden, this is my office, not yours." Alaric did not look at Edden and typed on his laptop with a serious face. "Your office is my office. Well, it doesn't matter much. I have important news for you." Edden rubbed his nose and pulled out a rolled page from the inner pocket of his coat."This fast?" Alaric asked with a raised brow. His thin cold lips tilted upwards into an evil grin. "My agency is fast. If you got to read what's written in it, you'll have a heart attack." Edden provocatively waved the page in front of Alaric."Oh?" Alaric snorted with disinterest and turned all his attention to the highlighted words on the page. His beautiful eyebrows scrunched up and a few lines formed on his forehead."You ought to remove the treasure from there. If that gangster lands his hand on to, it will be disastrous." Edden suggestively proposed. T