CHAPTER 11 [ Her feathers impeccable that it wither; innocence that were long forgotten dither... ] To dread most what could had happened put one anxious. A pit, where thoughts would be in shambles, crumbling to the extent that the brink of what if’s bottled up leading to nowhere. That’s what Rio felt that night. Her palms clammy, her head would continuously whipped across the phone lying across the table right outside her dresser. She fear that Malcolm would know about what happened, the robbery and the death of one of the thieves. Just the mere thought churned her insides. It wasn’t guilt, but something more closer to that word. Rio fear that she would be a primary suspect presumably as she assumed, because of the sudden visit of those two men on her address. But that’s least of her concern as of the moment. “You ready?” Laura had just ended her shift. Unlike her, she’s one of the fir

MIDNIGHT DEL FIERROCHAPTER 13 [Now the bunny is totally caged, imprisoned on the verge...] A warm sensation seeping through is what woke up Eve—no, her name is Rio as her shift ended, although she failed to remember what happened except of the steam shared the night before, Rio couldn’t recall anything. But how could she forget all the feelings he’d made her feel? His, provocative, tempting and wild. It’s overwhelming, anew that Rio isn’t oblivious that it could be the last time she could run into Mr. Del Fierro again. They may have spend things much closer leading intimate scenarios that one could vividly imagine heading unbearably seduction that both parched up with those touches that drove each other madly and insane. Perhaps, she is crazy for giving in so weak at his charms. To get challenge, but seeing through her—Rio haven’t had any lament. To be remorseful over so

HIS OFFERCHAPTER 15 [And what she feared the most, became her nightmare...] TIP. TAP. The sun were already setting up on the sky, when Rio woke up. Disoriented, she lay sprawled on her mattress. It’s crumpled, a reminder of the carnal pleasure that even occurred outside El Casa. It’s insane—totally insane to have herself bound onto something she wasn’t supposed to. How can she explain what lies between them? He did not pay her, which would earned rage and pits of curses if he does, because Rio knew that she’s willing to gave in.  To cave in on an utter pleasure, which subsequently means nothing. But no matter how much she deny it, even on herself, Rio knew that nothing would turns up the next day as something else. It would be much worst—painful scenarios that she grunted, a messy thought, which burdened her how can she shared them with Malcolm. Speaking of the male, he haven’t left any

PUNISHMENTCHAPTER 17 [ When they thought they are safe, that’s when the devil paid a visit like a thief...] WARNING: [ This include scenes, which is inappropriate for a younger audience. If you are below 18, you can stop reading and leave. Thank you ]  Humans has been said to deal with two nature at least. One is to be good, and the other one is to be bad, evils camouflage as sheep taken leverage and pulled oblivious towards where end meets death. There is no rescue. Life sow, and reap, no mercy heed, and all pledge overthrown and misheard. Bleak darkness meekly lay still, but the danger lurks, and strike unknown prior to who could detest that danger. It was like a thief, it stole, when the owner bound on sleep, and to woke up with an utter misfortune laid right in front of him. It’s horrible, and that’s what waiting for the unconscious Laura—tied, and helpless. “A—argghh

THE BILLIONAIRECHAPTER 19 [ She was taken at least to attest, to fall on his trap as the devil rejoice for his new victim... ] “It is alright, even if you don’t show up in El Casa for today, Ms. Eve.” One thing Rio isn’t fancy at all were surprises. She wasn’t expecting the call as she had never received anything, especially from Beatrice until today. Had it mean anything? Yes. It could fall for different reason and assumptions she have in mind. Her mood turned sour, recalling the talk she had the other day with her own boss, Chicago. She was summoned only to get told that she won’t longer performed publicly on stage, but solely her service would be given to Mr. Del Fierro. [RIO’S FLASHBACK] Rio did not bothered herself to knock, she came barging in on El Casa in spite of the fact that it wasn’t her working hours yet. Dressed in a casual blue sh