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THE APPLE'S OF HIS EYE CHAP 57:{No honour}
{Abebi}I hid the poison beneath my bed at the back of one of my boxesMy heart raced with a mixture of relief and apprehension as I saw Mac Allister enter the room. I hastily stood up, my body tense with the weight of my secrets. His words struck me like a thunderbolt."My mother told me everything," Mac Allister said, a warm smile spreading across his face as he approached me. His words echoed in the room, mingling with the delicate dance of hope and fear that swirled within my soul.I met his eyes, searching for any sign of judgment or anger. Instead, I found understanding and acceptance in his gaze. It was as if he had seen into the depths of my struggles and chosen to embrace me despite them."I'm glad you two are getting along," Mac Allister continued, his voice filled with genuine happiness. His words resonated within me, offering a glimmer of solace in the storm of my inner turmoil.I couldn't help but feel a pang of doubt. The fragile peace we had found seemed too good to b
THE APPLE'S OF HIS EYE CHAP 58:{A dog must surly run wild}
{Abebi }"Are you out of your mind?" Mac Allister's words carried both disbelief and a hint of anger. He understood the danger we were in, yet he stood his ground.Bruno, however, seemed to revel in the chaos, his intentions revealed by his chilling response. "I have always waited for this day," he declared, his voice dripping with malice.My heart pounded in my chest as Bruno's finger tightened around the trigger. I closed my eyes, bracing for the worst, but instead, a gunshot echoed through the air. I cautiously opened my eyes to see Bruno lifeless on the ground, blood staining the earth beneath him.A rush of relief washed over me as I realized Tony and his twin brother had come to our rescue. They ran towards us, concern etched on their faces. "Are you safe, sister?" Tony asked, his voice filled with genuine worry.A mixture of gratitude and exhaustion filled my voice as I replied, "Thank you, both of you. We owe you our lives."Tony's attention quickly shifted to Mac Allister's
THE APPLE'S OF HIS EYE CHAP 59:{ Alvar}
{Abebi} The night sky stretched out above us, its vast expanse adorned with a tapestry of twinkling stars. The moon, a radiant crescent, cast a soft glow upon the world below. Shadows danced playfully across the landscape as we navigated the winding road, our headlights piercing through the darkness.The air was crisp and filled with a sense of anticipation, blending with the scent of pine trees that lined the roadside. The occasional rustle of leaves and the distant hoot of an owl created an eerie symphony, heightening our senses and reminding us of the clandestine nature of our journey.As I glanced upwards, my gaze fixed on the stars that seemed to shimmer with secrets. They held an otherworldly allure as if they, too, were witnesses to the trials and tribulations we faced. Each twinkling light felt like a guiding beacon, offering solace and reassurance in the midst of uncertainty. We arrived at the imposing mansion, and the gates swung open, revealing the grandeur that lay beyo
THE APPLE'S OF HIS EYE CHAP 60:{ more deals}
{ Mac Allister}I woke up to the gentle touch of the morning sunlight streaming through the window, casting a warm glow on the room. As I stirred from my slumber, my eyes met Abebi's, and I couldn't resist leaning in to give her a tender kiss. Her soft smile conveyed her well wishes for the morning, and with a lingering gaze, I left the room, my mind buzzing with anticipation of the day ahead.Entering the spacious sitting room, my attention was drawn to Alvar, a familiar face in this enigmatic mansion. I greeted him with a nod, acknowledging his presence and the connection we shared."You're awake," Alvar said, his tone carrying a hint of relief. I returned the greeting, "Good morning," and settled into a milk-coloured chair facing Alvar. His gesture of offering me a cigarette was a silent invitation for us to share this moment, and I accepted, appreciating the camaraderie that unfolded in the curling smoke.Alvar's inquiry about my arm brought my attention to the injury sustained
THE APPLE'S OF HIS EYE CHAP 61:{ De Mask}
{Abebi}Alvar and Mac Allister strolled off to explore the town, leaving Chiara and me behind with the antiques. I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. There was something about Chiara's mask that intrigued me, and I couldn't let go of my curiosity."It's been two days, and I had seen you with the mask," I remarked, my voice tinged with concern.Chiara shrugged nonchalantly and replied, "I like it on my face like that."But her response didn't sit right with me. There was an air of sadness in her voice, a hidden pain that she was trying to conceal. I couldn't let it go any longer, so I gently touched her mask and urged, "Is there something you aren't telling me, Chiara?"Chiara's eyes flickered with a mix of fear and hesitation before she sighed as if resigning herself to the truth. Reluctantly, she allowed me to remove the mask, revealing a face that was swollen and reddish, bearing the marks of abuse."Oh my gosh," I gasped, my heart sinking as I took in the sight before me.
THE APPLE'S OF HIS EYE CHAP 62:{ Her death}
{Abebi} Mac Allister parked the car. I couldn't help but notice Madame Beatrice's presence, sitting in her wheelchair with a seemingly harmless smile on her face. Her right-hand woman stood next to her, radiating an air of loyalty and intrigue. Isabella, dressed elegantly in a blue gown, stood nearby, her eyes filled with curiosity.My heart skipped a beat as I remembered the task I had been assigned - to eliminate Madame Beatrice. The weight of the impending task pressed upon me, knowing that time was ticking away, and I had only four hours to fulfil my duty."Welcome home, son," Madame Beatrice greeted Mac Allister, embracing him tightly. Their bond was undeniable, rooted in blood and history. I observed them, the complex dynamics of their relationship clear in their embrace.Madame Beatrice's gaze then shifted towards me, curiosity twinkling in her eyes. "And who is this one?" she inquired, directing her question at Mac Allister. His response was swift and concise, introducing m
THE APPLE'S OF HIS EYE CHAP 63:{ Burial rite}
{Mac Allister} I felt a strange sensation in my chest as Abebi buttoned up my black suit. Today is a day that would be etched in my memory forever, a day that demanded strength and composure. I looked into Abebi's eyes, their green depths reflecting a mixture of concern and support."I need you to be strong today," Abebi said,her voice filled with quiet resolve. She adjusted my tie with care, her touch a reassuring anchor amid emotional turmoil."I've decided to cremate her," I finally voiced my decision, my voice tinged with sadness. "I want to hold her ashes with me until I leave this world, too."Abebi's expression mirrored the weight of my decision, yet they remained steadfast in their support. We walked outside, the weight of the moment palpable in the air. A black limousine awaited us, a symbol of sombre dignity. Madame Beatrice's body was already inside, accompanied by Isabella, Jane, and our private security team.Inside the sombre confines of the limousine, my phone ran
THE APPLE'S OF HIS EYE CHAP 64:{ Gamer}
{Abebi}My number one enemy had successfully been eliminated. I sat on the soft chair, knitting a baby wear. I know I will need it in five-months' time. I was four months pregnant.Suddenly, out of nowhere, Mac Allister stormed into the room, his anger palpable in the air, and my heart raced with fear.He approached me, his face contorted with fury, and slammed a tiny glass bottle onto the wooden table. My eyes widened as I looked at the mysterious object, not comprehending its significance."Explain this," he demanded, his voice seething with anger. Trembling, I stammered, "I know nothing about this." Fear laced my voice as I struggled to make sense of the situation.Mac Allister's rage only intensified as he shouted for Isabella, who hurried to his side. In her presence, I hoped for some clarity, an explanation that would absolve me of any suspicion."Tell her what you told me," Mac Allister commanded, his voice commanding and cold. Isabella hesitated for a moment, her eyes dartin
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