"To be the bride of a Mafia Boss."• • •A LIVING CORPSE BRIDE—that's what the whole organization calls the woman Israel has brought home after a long, bloody night.She was a woman who was stiff and lifeless, as though her life had been extinguished a long time ago; she was a porcelain doll who did not have her own will. Israel treated her like any bride would, but in exchange for the affection he shows, there is a side of him that tears horror and obsession over every inch of her.Althea looked at herself in the mirror, her face covered in make-up, as a female member of the organization was busy dolling her into the woman they assumed she should be."Close your eyes; I'll be applying eyeshadow next," the woman uttered as she sat there silently.For the next couple of days, the man had everyone in the palm of his hands. turning the tables upside down the moment he came home and brought a woman by his side. He did not even let anyone protest regardless of their opinions, and for her,

ALTHEA was wrapped in the sensation of something overflowing her whole body as she sat there uncomfortably. The voices of the people around the place seemed to be overwhelming and unclear to her the whole time, as her eyes almost rolled towards the back. She let out an intoxicating moan as she buried her face on the desk. "Don't make yourself too obvious," the man whispered."F . . . Fuck you," she uttered, full of disdain yet pleasure. She couldn't help but look back at the events before all this happened.And every time she remembers it, she wants to curse him to his death.Hours flew by that afternoon, and Althea did not expect that the meeting she agreed to was about to commence after dinner.She thought that it would have been at a different time, but then she realized she was tricked by her supposed husband.Regardless, she had no choice but to come since she confirmed it in front of the others. If she wanted to make a good impression on the people with whom she will share he

AFTER WHAT happened, Althea continued to harbor hatred for the man. Not only was he cunning enough to destroy her hopes, but the man also managed to force her into his desires every time he wanted them. It did not matter where it was, or how he wanted it to occur . . . All that matters is how he will get what he wants, and she will have no choice but to oblige.It was a Sunday morning when the man rose from the bed and started tidying himself. He casually grabbed his shirt on the floor before buttoning it up on the bedside table. Althea watched him carefully on the sidelines, pretending to be asleep when his eyes turned to face her."Don't pretend to be asleep; I can feel your gaze drilling into the back of my head," the man uttered before a small grin drew on his lips. Meanwhile, she rose from the bed with scorn on her face."If only my eyes could kill, I would have killed you in your sleep," Althea said, hissing. The man just let out a chuckle, as though his woman's threatening word

THE SOUND of the gun continued to murmur throughout the outskirts of the forest. Israel continued to fire his weapon over and over as though he had been drilling bullets into a person's head.The nearby animals are nowhere to be seen, fleeing from the place where the gunshots occurred."Jefe," a man called out.He, who was unfazed, just fired his weapon one more time before he lowered it through the ground."Don't waste my time if it's not important," he remarked immediately. He didn't even bother to look at his subordinate and just aimed right at a figure in the distance."It's about the madam, Jefe," the man continued.Israel aimed his gun back at the target and pulled the trigger. "Continue," he ordered."The doctor has finally finished checking up on her and said that she just suffered from shock that day. She had a slight fever since it was raining hard but will recover if given plenty of rest," the man reported before the sound of the gunshot echoed through the place again."Abo

ALTHEA took a deep breath as she felt the gust of wind hit her face. The cold breeze of the wind was brushing past her bare face as she looked at the night sky with a longing look in her eyes.It has been quite some time since she was able to get a full glimpse of the night sky. However, her body seems to tremble quite often, more so whenever she is alone in a room with the windows open.She stared through the emptiness of the sky, the stars blinking and the cotton clouds forming.Despite the beautiful scenery in front of her, she couldn't help but long for her hometown. She knew that she lived a vulgar life ever since she was young, but for some reason, there doesn't seem to be any memory left in her, starting at the time of her waking state in his vehicle.She rested her chin on her left palm. It seemed as though her dream of escaping this place was like a distant dream now. She exhaled a sigh.It has been a week since the doctor said that she had longed to recover from her fever. H