~Raynel
Shit! I can't really believe what we just saw. She’s a monster. A goddess disguised as a monster. I believe we have found the rough version of Seth.
I was planning to make her as one of my collection but what I saw, I think it is better to back off. To stay out of her if possible.
I can't risk making a move towards her. My chance to have her as one of my chicka babes has disappeared, my beloved precious gem may be cut off if ever, and my species is in grave danger.
Jeez! Now I'm scared for my precious handsome face.
Internally, I shake my head, brushing the thought away from my head.
Nah, It’s better to leave that chick to Seth.
Maybe they'll like each other or maybe they won't.
By the looks of it, I’m pretty sure they will be clawing each other’s neck in no time. They’re brutes. Just to think of them killing each other terrifies me. That thought alone sends shiver down my spine.
Speaking of mons
~SethI was too preoccupied with my own thoughts and to our new instructor. Then, there's this mummy girl who turns out to be the heiress to two of the Philippines' most powerful corporations. I've known Mr. and Mrs. Willsmith for a while, but I've never met her. Why did they keep this from the public?Violet, the tattooed girl, and her ridiculous challenge comes in second. The memories of where I first saw them together with that masked girl. I assume it was Willsmith, I was going to confront her earlier, but our new instructor interrupted me. He introduced himself as Jacob Stan, and I'm not sure if he was related to the Stan Mafia. I'll definitely ask Raynel about it later.Another question that comes to mind is, what exactly are they doing here at Hill Universi
~Seth"Willsmith!" When I saw her fall, I cried and ran towards her, cupping her face and lightly tapping it."Wake up!"There was no reaction.“Hey! Sh*t!” I cursed under my breath.I remember her having asthma, fuck it!Oh, no. I scoop her up in a bridal style and rush to my car.I quickly buckled her seatbelt and rushed into the driver's seat after putting her in the passenger seat.What should I do now?I look at her, hoping she will wake up soon. I pressed my ear against her chest to see if she was still alive. Thankfully, her heart was still beating normally.That gave me a sigh of relief.My mind is debating, my left and right brain arguing over whether or not to take her to the hospital.My left tells me to bring her, but my right tells me not to.If Mrs. Willsmith will be informed that her daughter has been admitted to the hospital. She'll undoub
~SethI came straight here to UC after I took Willsmith to her house yesterday. My men had already cleaned up the mess that Crade had brought.I'm sitting alone at the kitchen counter, drinking vodka.My mind went to that mummy girl. If she's Violet's twin sister, there's a good chance Willsmith looks like Violet. Right?Don't get me wrong, I'm just telling the about what I had observe. I’ll admit, Violet is beautiful. More beautiful that the girls I had met so far.Then, I remember when I caught a brief glimpse of Willsmith's nose and eyelashes. Which exude perfection. And even though only half of her face is visible, I can tell she's stunning. Only if she’s not wearing with those ridiculous clothes.Wait a minute, why would I concern myself with the clothes she wears?Can someone whip me for what I'm thinking right now? This is a total mess! Why would I even concern myself with Willsmith?Mrs. Willsmith hasn
~Tricia / IslaWhen I got home, I went in through the back door in case anyone saw me in my Violet outfit. I'm still dressed with my fitted black sleeveless top, knee high boots with matching 6'in cigarettes heels, black leather pants, and my brightly violet hair, plus I'm not wearing any contact lenses, revealing my oddly colored eyes.I still have blood smudges on my skin that I need to clean.The people here have given me enough trust that I am free to roam around the house. Without the need to hide my face. Mom only hired a few people she had known for a long time to keep my identity private.I went straight to my room, took a shower, and changed into a cotton camisole tops and cotton pink pants before heading downstairs.Mommy greeted me in the kitchen. I thought she was too busy? What exactly is she doing here?"Mom? What brings you here?" I asked her as I kissed her on the cheek."Wh
~Someone’s PersonaI'm just standing there silently watching her chase one of my men. She's so pitiful for finding someone who didn't want to be found, yet. For the questions to which she's been longing for answers, she doesn't even realize that everyone around her may already know the truth.I followed her until they went to the stockroom. I'm confident that my man will not reveal anything about what he knows.I saw her chased him and she was about to grab his hand when someone grab hers first.Despite the fact that her face was hidden, I could see the disappointment in her eyes.I cast a glance to the man who stopped her, a loop forms on my lips.Everything is going as planned. Though my first plan failed when she escaped, leaving her weak rat twin behind.It did not deter my plan against her true parents, who tried to kept them away, just to keep her safe, fools!Did they really think their little dra
~Axthon"Axthon, do you know where the hell Seth is?" Raynel asked me as he gasped for air."What do you think? Would I go insane looking for him if I knew?" I retorted to his stupidity.Tsk! He just tilted his head side to side, ignoring what I just said."Axthon!" I turned around when I heard a shout not far away, and there she was, running towards us.Thank goodness she's here. I think she is doing a better job than the two of us in finding Seth.Wait. Is she allowed to run? Because she runs like she's being chased by rabid dogs. She's only worsening her asthma."Hey Tricia We don't want you to be hospitalized, and we don't want you to worsen your condition because you're running." I stopped her when she came in front of us. Raynel rubbed her back as she leaned her hands on her knees to catch her breath. Tsk.Pervert. I knew he was doing it not to help Tricia, but for other
~TriciaThat surprised me.I was expecting a three-story mansion or a palace-sized structure, but I was mistaken. It's just a simple bungalow house.The house is painted ivory, has a maroon roof, and purely tinted glass windows, as well as a waist-high white fence surrounding it.It lacks a gate, leaving only a paved path wide enough for a car to enter and drive to the garage attached to his house, where a familiar McLaren car is parked. I was scanning the area when I felt someone reach me, and I raised my head to see it was Axthon."Didn't you expect his house to be more like a mansion?" He's right, maybe he can see it in my eyes.I nodded looking back into Seth's house, who wouldn't have thought? Knowing that Socherberg Company is also known as the tiger corporation that sits next to ours. I never imagined Seth would want to live in a place like this.Well, asked anyone that knows him and I'm sure they
~Seth"Seth, are you certain you brought Tricia to them? In a safe manner?" Axthon asked as I walked into my house and went straight to the kitchen.They were looking at me suspiciously as they followed me. Are these guys don't have a little trust on me?Yeah, I'm aware that I can be ruthless at times, I suppose?'Really?' my mind asked.Okay, let me rephrase that. I may be ruthless all the time, but I will not do such a thing. Like the one they're thinking right now, especially about the person they said saved my life.I know when and who the people are who are worthless enough for me to kill."Of course, I brought her home. I know what you're thinking, but trust me when I say I didn't do anything." I defended myself, not bothering to look at them as I took some canned beer from the fridge before facing them."Are you certain? We don't want to read in the paper tomorrow that a body identified as the heiress o