Serial_seresposa

"It was wild to think that maybe I could be normal, wild to think that maybe I had left this dangerous lifestyle," I murmured, taking a shot as I turned around only to find the gun pointed to my head.

"You should know by now, love. No one ever escapes..." he said. I once believed that I was his and he was mine but now look at him, a fool with no conscience. 

Or maybe I had lost mine...

"You better aim right and not miss because if you don't... I will kill you myself." I whispered, taking a seat and watching him with a teasing smile.

I knew for a fact that I would never miss.

A young woman on the rise, living a life that most can only dream of. Having no one but her colleagues from childhood. Dreams can only fathom reality until a taste of desire and love changes the rise. 

Having been betrayed, broken, rejected, and lost. Unico finds her purity stained with blood but no regret. In cuffs but no denial. Being sentenced, to tell the truth, therapy may be the only redemption. 

Unico Thora hopes to find a balance between the past and the present as she figures out the lead to her downfall.

Her Minds Instinct

I had given him enough time to breathe, so when he turned back to face me, I gestured at the chair, placed the glass of brandy, and waited for him to make a move. He couldn't leave no matter how much he wanted to, he needed to do what I had summoned him for. Despite me, connecting with him and sharing my sympathy, I had people to protect to avoid this type of situation.

He took a deep breath, gathering his wit and confidence, he walked and took his seat. Ignoring the exposure he had allowed me to see, that made me smile, slightly swell with pride as I realized my wife had hired him for that. His quick notion to gather his emotions even after he's been knocked out.

"Why did you send my daughter to Africa, Michael, especially without my permission?" I asked seriously.

Chapter Sixty-One: Past: Unseen: Digging revelations