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

<p>His hand was rough in mine as he held it, his eyes concentrated on the phone as he rapidly typed using the other. When I tried to remove my hand to let him use both hands he grumbled and gave me a warning look before returning to his work. When I asked him a question he answered easily, showing that he was listening to everything I was saying.</p>

<p>Honestly, that was one of the reasons why I fall in love with him, no matter how busy he was he made time to listen to everything I had to say. It was rare to find as busy as him, who could give you attention as if he had nothing better to do but listen to you. I didn't mind that he was occupied or had a lot to run, I helped him many times myself so I was a witness to it.</p>

Chapter Eighty-One: Past: Guarding Jealousy