The Love that Never Really Dies

Boom! The chandelier shattered onto the floor and silenced everyone in the villa.

The floor was covered in a bed of crystal shards, and among the crystalline sparkles, they saw a man standing there in a black coat.

He had a handsome face with exquisite features and an outstanding air of elegance around him.

That said, he was emitting an intense amount of killing intent, enough to make everyone there peed in their pants.

All because the gun was in his hand.

“If I hear anything from any one of you. This man dies next!” Sebastian pointed the gun towards the second floor.

His eyes red with blood lust as it gave everyone there goosebumps.

Hearing that, everyone upstairs immediately covered their mouths with their hands.

At that moment, Brandon heard Sebastian’s voice and quickly crawled out with his beat-up face. “Sebastian! It’s about time! Get up here!”

He was crying, even though he was more than twenty years old.

Sebastian’s eyes narrowed when he saw that. He had a dark expression on him as he hurried upstairs with the gun.

As expected, the situation was worse than he had imagined.

The room was in disarray. Chairs and vases smashed, shards of glass littered everywhere with blood all over the floor. It was so horrifying that even his pupils constricted, his eyes more crimson than it was a moment ago.

other hand, Sasha, though barely, just picked herself up from the floor.

was supposed

that particular moment was a godsend, and Sasha should be

But she was not.

so strong that they were able

here now? Did

dread started creeping up on her. Sasha felt as though she was caught in a whirlpool. Her head was going numb

are you here?” Sebastian

out between his gritting teeth as he clenched his fist so tight that it

Sasha shuddered.

very second, it felt like she got dropped into the depths of hell. She was struggling to breathe as there was

only. Did he know about it from the start? Did he set this whole thing up so

was nothing more she could

why I’m here, don’t

angry gaze. He did not

awfully

it to you so that it’s less of

and felt the pressure rushing to her head. She needed to keep it in and

“So? You want me to kill you now? Are

pale

be proud

wanted to kill herself

years. After all those years, she made the same