“Is it ‘Undercover Blues’?”

The moment he described that movie, Sophia immediately knew which one it was. In that film, he played an undercover cop where his character died after completing his mission. He bade his last farewell to the female protagonist before taking his last breath.

It was one of those rare films in which he had many lines for his role. That scene in itself never failed to make her cry every time she watched it. The emotions that the lines carried were so raw when he delivered them. Upon having mentioned the film, she immediately requested, “I wish to hear the lines from the final scene again. Will you recite them to me?”

Michael recollected that scene and recited the lines to Sophia.

She never used to make such requests from him. Nowadays, whenever she thought of any memorable scenes from his films, she would request him to quote them to her again.

As she enjoyed her late-night conversation with him over the phone, Linus struggled to fall asleep and decided to catch some air on his balcony while staring at the moon.

In the silence of the night, his alcohol had mostly worn off, leaving him alert and sober. In his head, he kept thinking about Sean’s words from earlier that evening when they drank.

Without the blessings and positive wishes from others on such matters, it’s better to tuck the feelings away in one’s own heart.

Now that Linus had everything that a man could wish for, he also had the means and ability to get anything else that he wanted and do whatever he felt like doing. He no longer had to care about what others think of him or be bound by the rules of society. For example, for someone like him who fancied a person of the same gender, there was nothing to stop him from expressing his sexual orientation to others. The Michel Family was powerful enough that no one in their right frame of mind would dare to stick their noses into the affairs of its members.

However, there was one thing that stopped him from going after the things that he wanted.

 

Before meeting Sophia, he believed he had a perfect life. Now that she had appeared, he realized his life resembled a jigsaw puzzle that neared completion, but was short of one piece. And that piece is none other than Sophia.

feeling indicated that she was the one whom he had waited for his

 

other half—not only did she find herself a man, but she even bore

humor that it brought Sophia into his

booze again. After quickly glancing at his surroundings, he realized that Sophia, who was strolling by the beach a while ago while on her cell phone, was nowhere

pitch dark—the lamps at the villa were not bright enough to reach far enough. He

hand and arrived at the spot where she sat earlier

her footsteps looked like she

raised his cell phone and dialed for Sophia. In the midst of darkness before him, a light emanated not too far before it was followed by a familiar ringtone. He looked

down his spine as he began to call out for her name while running alongside the footprints. They eventually led him to the side of the road where

a throbbing pain behind her neck. She opened her eyes to see a glaring light with her body being tied to a pillar. Whoever tied those ropes and knots really wants to make sure that I won’t escape. She heard the sound of high heels click-clacking around the room. Before she could identify where she was, a hand reached out and pulled her hair, sending a sharp pain into her scalp as

deserve it

amounts of makeup on her; a little overdone would be an understatement since she could easily be mistaken for a zombie. There was an eerily crazed expression on her face that caused her

at the beach. While listening to him reciting a scene, she felt a sharp pain on the back of her neck before losing consciousness. The next thing she

had not

Irene’s taunts as she wasted no time in scanning her surroundings—it looked like she was being locked up in a basement. There was no way to tell the exact time at that moment, but

did not look like Irene could pull it off on her own, so

containers? I’m going to burn you with them! Imagine Mikey discovering your charred remains here tomorrow—will he still love you? Your pretty little face and your hourglass figure

continuously yanked Sophia’s hair to the point where she was numbed from the pain. As she was all tied up, Sophia could not do anything to fight

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