Rebuilding Milo の小説・ストーリー

The shock was still in his body—even though the thunder that had rippled through the reinforced roof, built with the strongest materials to make it impenetrable from any attack, still couldn’t stop Reno’s lightning. Just the shockwave had left a cold chill in their bones. Snapping out of it, Milo knew how serious the matter was—and now they were counting on him to lead them. “I’m sorry, but I just hope you all understand that I won’t be able to do much if they decide otherwise and attack us in the future to get Reno’s attention…” Milo said. This had been a thought in his mind for a while. In fact, even before he spoke in this meeting earlier, he knew he’d have to be extra careful—and to prot

I could only ask Milo to perform simple first aid on my wound. That wound ended up turning into a scar. Milo always cried when he touched the scar and always swore with his life that he would do his best so that I could live a good life. He wanted to let me live a rich life without worrying about anything ever again. Over the past three years, we turned our online store into a proper company and moved into a high-end apartment. We could even drive branded cars. But Milo forgot about his oath and all the hardships we endured together. He started doing everything he could to kick me out of his life.

Back then, I'd ignored Father's warnings and left the Azuremoon pack for the Silverfrost pack in a rush of naive joy, believing that the Silverfrost pack would be my forever home. "Father," I sobbed in a trembling voice. "I'm so sorry for being so stubborn… I let you down." Father stood, walked to my side, and gently patted my shoulder. "That's all in the past now, silly. You're home now, and that's all that matters. "The Azuremoon pack will always be your home." He turned his gaze to Cayden, who was standing beside me. Then, he walked over, crouched, and took Cayden's wrist.

After this, I will get to replay all these videos, but this… this moment is the final time. I close my eyes, taking a deep breath before I click on it. “Hey,” Milo says, looking directly at me. He smiles, and it reaches his eyes. “I guess things didn’t go the way I wanted. I’m sorry I had to leave you.” My heart clenches as I feel something lodge in my throat. I hug myself as Milo looks down, clearly emotional, before he smiles at me. “Sorry I couldn’t be there any longer. You know, Millie, you’re a leader, and you’re so incredibly strong. No matter what path you choose to walk, you’ll do well.”

Gia fell on the bed, physically and emotionally exhausted. The next morning, while they were having breakfast, Juno announced to Odalis that they would be returning immediately. “But love, I thought we were staying longer,” she protested. “Well, you see, no, change of plans,” she replied curtly. “We're going back to Miami, right now.” She sent a message to Gia. Gia looked around for Manu as they walked through the lobby, but there was no sign of him. Maybe he had left to guide a group. Her heart sank as she realized she wouldn't even be able to say goodbye.

Gabe, who hadn't spoken before, came to Milo's side and asked, looking at Alessia getting into the car. "I don't know," Milo said confusedly. "You don't know?" Gabe frowned, then his face turned ugly, "I thought it was a big shot you found. You tell me you don't know? Huh... Milo, you're really something. If my 'war machine' is destroyed, I'll make you bankrupt to compensate." Milo lowered his head, suddenly regretting taking this gamble. Here, the crowd dispersed, and two sports cars entered the track. The black sports car, as soon as the starting flag dropped, immediately surged forward like a rocket.

I got out past the lump in my throat, nostalgia washing over me in waves. "Well, you got what you wanted. It's time to take back what is yours" I took my glasses off, then turned to face Antonov, a smirk on my face. "I am going to have so much fun Antonov. Margo, Miguel, and Raphael do not know what is going to hit them" "I still think what you did with Raphael's order is unethical and he is going to find out that it was you"

And with each pain, my resolve hardened. My phone vibrated. A message from my father: "Elena, we were ambushed during a family transaction. Critical situation. Request support immediately."

"That's right. You, curly man, don't look down on other people's things. No matter how much it costs, you should be responsible! So that you know, this phone is the only thing my mother left behind!" "Excuse me, Fierce Lady. I have a name. Earl Zerikyu. And I'm just a student, not a millionaire. But, if you give me time, I'll pay it back in installments, even if it takes a hundred years. I'm a responsible man!" said Zerikyu, patting his chest. Tiger smiled. "Your name is Milky, right? I saw your resume on the list of additional workers today. Well, I'll transfer 500 pounds sterling to the account you listed on your resume. Consider it employment insurance."

Then she was gone, slipping back through the side gate like a shadow. I sat there for a long time, the flash drive felt heavy in my palm. When I finally went inside, Rico was waiting in the hallway. “Milo wants you in the training room,” he said. “Says you’re ready for something harder.” I nodded, slipping the drive into my pocket. “I’m ready.” The training room smelled of sweat and rubber mats. Milo was already there with his shirt sleeves rolled up, a knife in his hand. He looked up when I entered, and something in his face softened.