I silently gazed out the car window, searching for something to look at among the colorful lights from the houses that illuminated the dark sky. My boyfriend drove back to the hotel for nearly thirty minutes without saying anything at all. I'm not sure if I did something wrong here. He still has his infamous wrinkled forehead, which makes me wonder if I should open something we can talk about. I don't want to aggravate his rage, so even though it's awkward, I prefer to remain silent.I'm bored with my head pressed against the window, still looking around when I notice a familiar location. When our car passed by it, I immediately got up and stared at it. "They also play music at night," I almost twisted my neck when I saw the musicians I used to play with. I smiled as I remembered how much fun I had playing with them. They helped me rediscover a skill I had forgotten about. Every day, I am astonished by the new things I learn about myself. I never imagined I could do so much. This ma
Luther never let Samantha get away from him after the phone call. She never left the hotel room. The young man even forbade the girl from peering through the window, which the girl did not comprehend. She has no idea why she had to cling to the four lonely corners of the room. Her boyfriend took her to a wonderful nation with many places to visit; why does he prefer to keep her inside? The girl had no idea about her boyfriend's sudden changes. She even imagined that following their pleasant talk after she was admitted to the hospital, his treatment would improve. She didn't expect him to be more harsh on her. He departs and returns only when the sky has darkened. This is what Samantha goes through every day for three days. She couldn't go out since she didn't want to aggravate the young man's fury, so she followed him with her eyes closed. Now the young man was getting ready to leave again, while she sat at the kitchen table, reluctantly looking at him. She desires to go outside.
I silently gazed out the car window, searching for something to look at among the colorful lights from the houses that illuminated the dark sky. My boyfriend drove back to the hotel for nearly thirty minutes without saying anything at all. I'm not sure if I did something wrong here. He still has his infamous wrinkled forehead, which makes me wonder if I should open something we can talk about. I don't want to aggravate his rage, so even though it's awkward, I prefer to remain silent.I'm bored with my head pressed against the window, still looking around when I notice a familiar location. When our car passed by it, I immediately got up and stared at it. "They also play music at night," I almost twisted my neck when I saw the musicians I used to play with. I smiled as I remembered how much fun I had playing with them. They helped me rediscover a skill I had forgotten about. Every day, I am astonished by the new things I learn about myself. I never imagined I could do so much. This ma
" Meet me or you'll regret it" The man's final words on the phone rang in my head over and over before I abruptly left the room where I was staying. I can't help but rush around restlessly, thinking only of saving that person. Until suddenly, rain began to pour without realizing it... But I was unable to stop moving. Darkness permeates the scene. Only the lightning's light, which emanates from it, illuminates my route. Even the thunderous thunder that goes with it makes my heart race. Scared of being too late... "It's your choice, you better decide or else... You know what I mean," the man I only once knew stated while pointing a gun at that person and grinning like the devil. However, the person in front of me was not even feeling a bit of fear, does not hesitate to smile at me and said, "Don't allow other people tell you what to do, you are the boss of your life." I don't know how he maintains composure and considers my safety despite the threat. I broke down in tears, asking
CHAPTER 1 "You're my boyfriend?" inquired the girl, who was still lying on the hospital bed and staring at him in surprise. "Yes, he is," one of the three men inside the room replied. " Pretty handsome, isn't it?" the guy asked, making the girl nod in amazement, "I'm so lucky!" Luther, on the other hand, shook his head and exited the room with a new problem on his mind. The operation was supposed to be successful, but due to a single miscalculation, his plan failed. He never expected the need to do something like this. He gave the girl one last look before shaking his head and exiting the room. "Are you sure about this?" one of his friends asked, "you know I don't have a choice, Lucas." " Well, I think she doesn't know anything, so we could just let her go." "No. The plan was ruined because of one miscalculation, and I will never allow another one to happen," he replied remembering how a single mistake changes his life... "He's here!" A girl's scream seemed to sig
Beauty, intelligence, and social status. The university is trying to find that. With her attractiveness serving as the school's public face, brilliant at public speaking, and lastly, the university is renowned for its top-notch tutoring because of its social standing. Many girls fit the criteria, but Luther showed interest in the non-participant. His brow furrowed in surprise at the Dean's response, unable to understand what he was trying to convey. He didn't want to keep the conversation going, but he couldn't stop himself from probing the issue. "Why not? She's pretty," despite the fact that the woman's face could not be seen. The old man was restless and bowed down to avoid the handsome young man's gaze. The reason given was that "she did not enter the contest," but the young man did not believe it. " Well, the competition is still going on, so I could talk to her and—-" "You don't understand, Mr. Cromwell" the old man cut him off. Sighing, he looked to see where the beautiful
CHAPTER 3 Affiliation with the mafia is neither political nor religious. Over the years, the Mafia has gained money by engaging in a wide range of criminal operations. During Prohibition, mobsters traded in illegal drugs, prostitution, booze, and gambling, to name a few. Families engage in a range of activities to help the Mafia achieve its primary financial objective. One of the most frequent and easiest is extortion. Extortion is the act of intimidating someone into making a financial contribution. Extortion tactics are used in the mafia "protection rackets". The twist is that the crooks that pose a threat to the company are the Mafia members themselves. Burglaries and muggings can occasionally bring in money, but the capos are aware that for their operations to be most profitable, they must be carried out on a larger scale. They do this by stealing trucks and loading them with complete loads of stolen items. In order to "misplace" crates and shipments that ultimately end up in t
Luther frowned yet came to a halt for a moment, thinking it might have been a cat or a dog that had been run over. However, the noise was too loud for an animal. Still thinking about their ongoing operation, the young man was about to restart the engine but couldn't bear the thought of abandoning the animal that had been run over in the middle of the street. The young man also has a dog and his conscience is taking over him. After putting on the cap, the young man exited the car only to discover that it was pouring heavily. Setting aside the weather, He took a quick look at the car's bumper and was taken aback by what he saw. He does not run over an animal, but rather a person. His Head, face, and body are all covered in blood. The young man could not avoid falling to the ground at the same time that the past was quickly shown to him, causing him to suffocate from the sight of blood all over the road. He saw the things that often happened in his dreams again and again. The young ma