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>Anthony snapped his fingers and automatically chairs were brought out for us, he then waved them off, and immediately his men disappeared. Silence settled in between the space we both left, the music coming from the celebration was slowly burred out by the scenery in front of them.</p>

<p>Owen took a deep breath, trying to comfort and reassure himself that none of this would go worse as it already was. Owen sighed, this wasn't what he wanted, he just wanted to marry Unico and have everything he ever desired with her. He wanted to build her a huge mansion, a home, have more kids, and just a good marriage.</p>

Chapter Hundred & Forty-Seven: Past: Bloody Wedding