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

The place was exquisite and so were the people, I finally understood why they chose this dress for me. This wasn't an ordinary ball, no it was only the capitalist that gathered here, so money would never be an issue.

Owen introduced me to many people that partnered with him and some whom asked for my number since I also spoke about the Vision agency here. It was like a contact hunt here, but they pretended like it was just a party.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, if we could please all gather at our assigned seats." The MC announced. Owen held up his arm and I linked my arm with his, moving with him. We sat with his associates and he still held onto my hand. I could feel someone watching me but I didn't want to show that I noticed.

Chapter Hundred & Sixteen: Past: Meeting The Godfather