Chapter 25

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"A person should not be too honest. Straight trees are cut first and honest people are screwed first."

~ Chanakya
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Someone's Point of View

Under the shade of darkness there lies beneath it's covers a strange peculiar soul, A man standing at the edge of the building wondering? Nah.. Let's say watching things from afar.

The cat kept purring while the man had his hands on the kitten, petting its midnight fur gently as he scratches the soft spot of the kitten, the cat gave a satisfied purr then licks the mans hand. A devious smirk crept in his face when he gaze at the bloodied cloth in his hand, the look in his eyes gave nothing but a sadistic passion on seeing someone's doom.

" pity little thing my dearest cat. I wonder what did you do to retrieve such bloody cloth, but still, your master is very proud of you, you did perfectly what you have been told to do, your the wisest companion I have, those fools stand small on you my dearest pet." A small yet genuine smile spreads on his lips.

You would never tell if he's smiling or not because its so small you wouldn't notice, only the sharpest eyes can see what's beneath in his smile.

He was standing watching at the highest peak on the tall, humorous building, it's magnificent and massive Victorian structure made it easier to see what was happening not far from where he was. Using a high and cool binoculars eyeing his specimen, like it was the least interesting thing he can lay his eyes on. The cold wind blows and howls like hungry wolves making him stand his ground on the steel building.

His long and lean posture would make man jealous and woman swoon all over him, like a god himself, he possess a charm, nobody can resist, A face whom all woman wanted to stare on forever and man wanted to have, and to add to his perfection his electric blue eyes matches his sharp features, even the coldest and deepest blue ocean could never be compare in he's blue eyes, the bluest orbs like crystal can put in shame on how he's blue eyes shone in the darkest night, he can have all the woman he desire yet he only had his eyes on one stubborn woman.

A genuine smile graze on his luscious lips as he stared down at the scene below him and then it turns into a low chuckle, his deep chuckle made his chest goes up and down in a manly manner, Amuse on the scene below him, watching on how the girl he fantasies in his dream fights for her life just for a pathetic cellphone.

" I was wondering what kind of reaction she would be having when I introduced myself when we meet. I'm sure that would be splendid, but if not maybe close to that word I guess... " the man shrugged, then lazily watched the scene unfolding in the lenses of its binoculars.

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Zerah's Point of View

My shoes made an irritating sound as I strutted through the hallways of 'our' I mean, their mansion. The chaos happened hours ago was already deleted from my mind when I set foot far from that alley, all those funny memories were worth keeping but I need to forget as soon as I entered this hell hole of a mansion.

I heard quite noises along the Hallways, I followed knowing their the ones I'm seeking for the whole hour since I came. I stopped in front of a big mahogany door. Only murmurs and irritating laughter's from the people inside can be heard here outside plus I can sense this meeting or as they say welcoming party is going to be disastrous, I let out a heavy sigh then knock before I let myself come in. Not that I don't have any manners but no one's answering from either of them, I mean what's so bad about that? I just hope everything will be alright after this. Don't wanna talk anymore, my energies drain from those idiots and my voice is very tired.

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