Milo Sinister 2 Novelas e Histórias

They wouldn’t suspect me of anything even if they saw me with the dead body. That was exactly how I’d gotten away with everything I’ve done up until this point. “Sooooo,” Enzo cleared his throat, “Who is in the back?” “Mila.” Enzo choked and sputtered on air, “Misa Mila?! The daughter of Erik Redrock?!” “That’s the one.” “How’d she die?” “I ripped her throat out.”

Milo yelled. Before I could grab him, Milo charged forward with his tiny fists as he swung wildly, fueled by a childish bravado. He punched Silas's left leg striking right where a metallic Silver-Rot scar was hidden beneath his dark trousers. Silas went completely and terrifyingly still. Matteo moved in a deadly blur. His hand snapped to the heavy Glock holstered at his waist. "You little brat_" Silas didn't even look at his brother. He simply gave a lazy, dismissive flick of his wrist.

And now he had me. I was twenty-three. A bartender. A nobody. Until I saw something I shouldn’t have the wrong man’s face during the wrong deal. Now I was payment. Collateral. A toy for the enforcer to break in his soundproof basement. “Walk,” Silas said. His voice was low, calm, almost gentle. That made it worse.

she threatened and it was amazing how this snake had gone unnoticed before my eyes and I had come to love her and help her so much to make her pay me this way. "You know, I think I have told you before, but again I will repeat I don't like to be manipulated and much less to be blackmailed, so I will give you a much better option, I will give you 100 thousand dollars, you will return to Malibu and you will never again appear in front of me or Isabella after signing a confidentiality agreement, you decide whether you accept or not, but I assure you it would be the best thing you can do, because if you don't do it I am even capable of forgetting that we are united by blood. " I said in a calm v

Sienna trembled, sobbed, and stepped back but she had no way back again. “Don't come here, don't come here, I'm wrong, I'm wrong… I'm wrong… beg your pardon…” Sienna repeatedly clasped her hands and bowed her head to the man in front of her. All her illusions about Jethro were completely shattered, and the mortar he had covered up for her behavior could now turn around and beat her mercilessly. This man was not normal at all, the elegant and serious appearance she and others often saw was just a cover to cover the brutality of the devil.

Orvin noticed that, even though he was surprised, he assisted Milo by shooting the enemies. ________

Silvio against two men. ****

Speak- said Sir Robert Jones- we are the most interested in clarifying the infamous murder of Willemina, we want to get to the bottom of all this and that that monster pays all his life in prison- Sir Robert Jones finished speaking, as he arrived one of the maids upon hearing the bell that had been called by a bell. Miss, gentlemen- said the young woman, bowing to the people who were sitting in the room- Bring a whiskey for the gentlemen, and for me a glass of wine, maybe bring a few sandwiches for Sir Macmillan- Elizabeth spoke with education- the maid nodded to her young mistress and left.

When the door closes, I hold my breath when it is only the two of us now inside the elevator. I saw his reflection in front of me. He looks so serious looking at the front. I want to hold at something because my knees are making me weak. His eyes are making me weaker. The sight of him makes me weak. I have never heard him this quiet before and I never saw him this mad before. “Sorry…” I whispered. I squeezed my eyes to shut them up and to avoid his gaze. I am not afraid of what he will do to me. I am feeling something immoral because my conscience and guilt are killing me.