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Twenty Two
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Dangerous Fake Love Twenty Three
"What are you telling me?" I heard Zech's angry voice in the room, and I slowly pushed open the door.He was standing at the window, facing the back of me, and the phone was on his right hand side, clutching it tightly. He's wearing a black coat and pants. One of his hands was shoved in his pants' pocket."Secure everything tomorrow," he yelled across the line. Of what the man told him, it made him piss off. “Do everything. She won't know, of course. No matter what, I'll protect her. I promise him, yes, I know. Do everything, ok? "He ended the phone, and was about to turn around. Thankfully, I immediately closed the door. Who is he protecting? I stepped away from the door, taking a big step towards the stairs of the villa, and I came across some maids downstairs cleaning. My gaze turned to the large glass window to my right, and I could see the darkness outside.I took a deep breath. I slightly bit my lower lip when I remembered the reason why I was going to the bedroom to pick up the
Dangerous Fake Love Twenty Four
I glanced at the slightly raised vase. It doesn’t look good. I'm going to the bathroom and putting myself in danger. I closed my eyes for a moment, and I tried to ease my trembling body."You are putting yourself in danger, Queenie." I whispered to myself.The door opened before I could get close. My eyes widened at a man whose face was unfamiliar to me and who was wearing his white polo as well as his black pants with fresh blood on them. His gray eyes stared at me without emotion, and he looked at the vase I was holding."Are you planning to throw or hit me?" He raised a hand with the index finger pointing at my hand. Its copper-red hair was still damp.I looked at what I'm holding, yet I didn’t feel alarmed or in danger with this person, and that’s so weird. My throat was dry, and I lost my ability to speak for seconds. I swallowed hard before managing to say, "Who are you?"His handsome face is so that I can't tell if he's Italian or maybe another race. His thin lips formed a smile
Dangerous Fake Love Twenty Five
I was awakened by the voice outside the door of the room. Blinking my eyes for many times staring blankly at the ceiling. Last night did not give me a good sleep and the feeling of invasion still remained despite the mysterious man leaving after the two-man he had left along the body. Until midnight came, there was no presence of Zech and the call went through the voicemail. How could you sleep through such a horrible moment of your life? Seeing the body of a dead woman in your bathroom and the idea of someone wanting you to kill or take you.I stared at the ceiling of the room, and breathed out slowly. I am so anxious why Zech did not came home, nor even my call he did not event care to answer. It's early in the morning and my blood is boiling. A knock brought me back to the present, and the gentle voice of Zech's mother opened the wooden white door. They got home. I got up and tried to comb my messy hair using my fingers. The pleased smile set on her face, walking toward me and sh
Dangerous Fake Love Twenty Six
The double wooden door to the back garden was slowly opening, and before I could get here Verona left me. Every step I took felt like I was floating, I couldn’t even feel my footsteps on the marble floor, I was already choking the poor bouquet of white roses and I didn’t seem to know what was going on around me. When I came out the door, I saw the beautiful garden and in front of me were people sitting in white chairs and tables with white table clothing. The musician filled the air with harmonic wedding music. In the midst, a pathway made of bricks leads to the small stage with five stairs, in front of the man in a golden age wearing a suit holding a bible and a smile set on his stunning features. My eyes landed on Zech's standing, wearing a tailored gray groom coat and tie paired with gray pants making him undeniably striking. His hands were clasped, and no visible emotions were playing on his gorgeous face. When his head moved in my direction and our eyes met, I don't know why my
Dangerous Fake Love Twenty Seven
I harshly opened the door and staggered as I walked. If running away from an ongoing event makes me feel bad, I don't care. The words of Aurora replayed in my head like a broken radio cassette, no matter how I tried to get rid of it, it stabbed my heart to bleed before it fell to the ground shattered. How am I wrong? He is Kyle! But why? Zech was too busy with this fake wedding, and I am tired of smiling at everyone. I was looking fine in front of them but the truth is I was not. I couldn't talk to Zech, his parents and sister were around us, including his relatives. Then he's gone and I can't find him, so I ended up with Celine and Verona chatting about things I don't know what, and my eyes can't keep away from the two. Seeing how the two were so sweet, it punched my gut enough for me to take a bottle of wine and drink it. Trying to listen to my companion who joins me with the wine.Tears slid down my eyes when my ass touched the soft bed and wiped it immediately. I need to call Kyl
Dangerous Fake Love Twenty Eight
I put the sunglasses on my eyes, and the strong wind was the first to greet me when I got off the private plane of El Devar, the wide plane landing I saw and my gaze moved at Zech who was heading to where I was, behind him were two men in suits and with an earpiece on their ear connected to the black wire on the right of them.He's wearing a business suit, and there's a smile set on his face. I went downstairs, and when he got closer I was already down. I tucked in the strands of my hair, yet the wind let it loose.“Welcome aboard, Queenie,” he greeted me.The happiness was not on me anymore after an hour of talking with his grandparents before I left the Villa. “Welcome your face, Zech! You just left me and went here without me!” I said full annoyance to him and gave him a sharp look if only his face had disappeared.Earlier my chest was throbbing with annoyance. Talking to his grandparents, I almost admitted that I immediately thought of an answer to their questions. And some questi
Dangerous Fake Love Twenty Nine
I laid the laptop down on the coffee table and excitedly opened it. I miss it for being parted away for days. A smile was on my lips as I opened the laptop. I leaned back on the couch and looked around. Spacious suite with a staircase, two bedrooms, and a living room. Certainly, the clear glass window overlooks the Eiffel Tower in the distance and the beautiful view of the buildings and establishments.The bedroom door opened and I looked at Zech who was newly bathed. He's wearing a red shirt and jogger pants. There's a towel wrapped around his head."What are you doing?" he asked as he approached my habit, eyes fixed on the laptop. "Did Clarisse bring it?"I remember the woman with big eyeglasses, tied with black hair and wearing business attire — white tops over the blazer and black skirt. He was carrying a suitcase containing some belongings I had left behind. I thought Zech had ordered at the hotel who was ringing the doorbell. His secretary, by the way."Yes, and he's giving you
Dangerous Fake Love Thirty
The rhythm of the pen I am holding as it hit the surface of the coffee table, and I shifted my gaze to the empty glass of coffee on the right side of the laptop. I need a coffee, and I have no time to make one. Sighing, I leaned my back on the couch. Three hours searching the web, not even a single important thing I've got from Cailon and its connection to Zech except—I clutched the white sheet of the torn page of a notebook where cursive handwriting of mine of the minimal information I got—he worked at the Agenzia Informazioni e Sicurezza Eesterna of Italy, yet of what his work in there is unknown. That's what I am finding.The file Zech gave me was the connection of what Arzen did to Maverick's brother Clinton in which he betrayed Clinton as one of the mafia leaders who committed horrible acts in Italy. Arzen was one of his trusted friends out of Clinton knowing he was an agent under a secret government organization. When Clinton got captive, Maverick thought Zech was Arzen and the
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