Till Death Do us Apart - Episode 17&18

 

TILL D£ATH DO US APART

Till Death Do us Apart - Episode 17&18

(The•Devil•I•Loved)

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★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

If the initial silence was deafening, this new one is murderous.

The mobsters tongues felt frosted.

No one dared to breathe the moment Leonardo dropped that bomb—Felicia inclusive.

She couldn't stop her eyes from widening, and she couldn't stop her ankles from twisting.

The weight of the words crushed her, so hard that she staggered.

"Donna!" Island quickly gripped her gently by the arms, steadying her.

Felicia was trembling—not with rage, but with shock.

She knew Leonardo has never liked her. Since Anthony married her as his mother's replacement, she knew he never fancied her.

There has never been warmth in his eyes for her, but saying this degrading sentence in front of everyone here was unexpected.

Her bubbles felt bursted.

Ivanna on the ground was patiently waiting for what's gonna happen next, and at the same time, she's absorbing the situation.

Without being told, this messily dark family dynamic is so obvious.

Robert is still holding his breaths, and Hilda is still holding him down.

The siblings by the door are still quiet, and Lissa looks satisfied despite her poker face.

"Dog's got your tongue, Felicia? Call out your damn child!" Leonardo raged again, voice echoing with tsunami effect like he has been awaiting today since long ago.

"Leonardo!" Don Anthony barged into the quarters with Nino, and the hot atmosphere turned hotter.

Felicia bursted into tears immediately.

Merely seeing that, Anthony flew to her side, literally.

"Felly,..." He took her from Island's grip, and Felicia rested her teary face on his chest.

"It's not my fault that my womb was messed with, Leo didn't have to mock me with that, at all." She sniffled.

Don Anthony looked up, his mad eyes meeting with Leonardo's unapologetic ones in the middle of the silent quarters.

Before he could say anything, Bobby cleared his throat by the door, and all attention shifted to him.

"I think it's hightime we rearrange the ranks in this clan, cos I don't see why a Donna should be dragging rights with the Underboss. How many missions has Felicia went for?" 

"Shut up, Bobby!" Anthony cautioned.

"No, dad. Don't do that. How many missions has Felicia gone for?" Bacardi spoke up too.

"When mother was here, she was perfect! She partook in everything, but all Felicia does is sit in her roses sanctuary, pruning roses from morning till night and taking notes from her maid island!" Bacardi continued.

"If Leo says no one's touching the thief girl, then no one's touching her!" Bobby said again.

"I am the one whose wife was killed on the day of the break-in, I should be the most hot tempered about this whole shit, but I cooled the moment Leo stepped in cos he's the alpha anyways, no one can give him orders except you father, and even if you give him orders that doesn't sit well with him, he rejects them, so who is Felicia!" He boomed.

Leonardo tilted his head towards the angle of his siblings, enjoying every bit of their raw support.

As for Sandra, she stayed quiet, sympathizing with Felicia.

"To my office, now! You all." Don Anthony ordered.

Bacardi and Bobby were the first to depart from the quarters.

Leonardo gave Ivanna a bittered killer gaze before departing too.

Lissa didn't stop glaring at her till she was out of the quarters.

Sandra went to Felicia's angle, checking her out in Anthony's arms.

"You don't have to take Leo's words to heart, mother. You know how his mood flips. By tomorrow, he'll come around. I'll talk to him." She said.

Felicia's tears didn't even allow her to reply till Anthony took her out of the quarters completely.

Sandra looked at Ivanna, making her hate clear before she started leaving.

At the same time, Nino was coming in the same direction.

Island saw the collision that was about to happen, and she quickly stepped in to stop it.

She took Nino's arm, suddenly pulling him out of the quarters.

When the mob crowd started departing too, Hilda and Robert rushed to Ivanna.

Hilda pulled Ivanna up.

"You can stand, and wait for Sir Leo's next verdict. You're now officially his captive since he has showed Felicia her place, but I can't say about Don Anthony." She said.

"Meaning?" Ivanna frowned.

"Don Anthony loves Donna Felicia madly, and Leo made her cry cos he was stopping her from killing you. Don will want to take it out, and it'll all be on you." Hilda explained.

"But it was obvious that Leo said those words cos Donna told Lissa to not involve herself in the family affairs. Leo said the harsh words cos he was defending Lissa." Ivanna said.

"You really dunno how enmity works in here, right?" Hilda scoffed.

"Will the Don end up killing my sister?" Robert asked nervously.

"We can't say...yet." Hilda shrugged.

Eventually, the quarters guards came to take Ivanna and Robert back to the holding room, and Hilda sighed.

She looked around at the audiovisual cameras in the quarters.

"I should talk to Nino," she said.

--

Island is still pulling Nino, and Nino is still following like a snake, down the concrete corridor till they got to the end where there's short staircase which led to a small balcony.

She took him to the balcony before letting go of his hand, and she faced him with a silly smile.

"You nearly bumped into Miss Sandra, so I had to pull you..." She said awkwardly.

"And who made you the minister of bumping affairs?" Nino replied, his eyes fierily unfriendly.

His hate for Island shows.

"Last time you bumped into her, she made you kneel, I was just helping you avoid another mishap!" Island defended herself.

Nino came close.

She didn't try running till his breaths hit her right in the face, then suddenly...he pulled her hair, roughly yanking her head with it.

"Darn! Nino!" She gasped, taken aback with the sudden violence.

He bent her head bent back brutally, and his  face nearly pressed into hers with the threatening closeness.

"The next time you touch me, I won't mind the clan rule which says we can't kill a clan member! I'll kill you and kill myself! I am not Donna Felicia whom you control and manipulate with your lies, so get your attention seeking self outta my face!"

He pushed her, and her body crashed into the glass barricades. They shattered, and she fell into the ruins.

Nino tore off the part of his shirt that she touched on his arm. He threw it at her face and went down the balcony, leaving her there.

When Island stood, she was breathless, angry, mad, and furious.

She looked at her slightly bleeding palm, then slowly—like a witch, she brought the palm to her lips to suck off the blood.

"Ivanna...you have no idea what I'm capable of even with my maid position. I'll ruin you." She promised, her hate accumulating more.

--

[Don Anthony's Office]

Anthony only dropped Felicia in the penthouse doorway before coming here to deal with his spawns.

Entering the office, he could feel the heat rolling off the bodies of the three—Leonardo, Bacardi and Bobby.

Leonardo sat, but Bacardi and Bobby stood beside him, one by each side.

Despite the clusters of air conditioners in the office, it was heated.

He sat majestically on the front table, removed his tie and threw it off.

"Vera died when you were 10, Leo. That's like how many years ago? You're currently 28! Calculate the insane years it has been, and you still can't let go? I don't care about your holding on actually, but you disrespecting Felicia will not be allowed! I'll kill you." He muttered.

As if answering his prayers, Leonardo pulled his gun out of his suspenders strap, throwing it at Anthony.

The gun fell on the desk, flatly.

"Do the honors," Leonard said, his anger still glossing. "Shoot me! F+kin kill me! End my damn life for your wife! A wife you married one month after mother's death!"

"Kill me for your barren, idiotic Felicia!" He snatched Bobby's gun and threw it at Anthony too. "Shoot!"

Anthony flipped the table, kicking away the guns and pouring away the papers and glass.

Documents flew in the air like feathers as Anthony marched to Leonardo and grabbed him by the collar, thudding his back on the wall.

"You will not talk about Felicia that way! You will not disrespect her. She is my wife!" He raged with flared nostrils, his mint breath so strong.

"Barren, idiotic Felicia. I repeat!" Leonardo smiled temptingly.

Anthony slammed a punch to his mouth, and Leonardo's lower lip bled  a little, staining his chin.

He smiled again, the usual sick type before pushing Anthony's hands away from his collar.

"That was one hell of a show," Bobby muttered from the back.

"You took the words outta my mouth, brother," Bacardi replied, lazily resting her elbow on his shoulder.

"Felicia is below you, but I am still your boss, your father! your Don! And that's why i'm drafting an imperial order now! I'm gonna send an invite to Italy and have Padrino Marko bring the brigadiers here. They'll witness the first killing banquet ever! I'll kill the prisoner Ivanna Cooper to appease Felicia!" Don Anthony spat, his anger brimming.

"Now dad, that's very tempting, but do you have to go that far for your Felicia?" Bobby muttered.

"This just makes me wonder if he ever loved our late mother." Bacardi muttered too.

"And if I get you a reason to keep her alive before 24hrs?" Leonardo said.

"Are you challenging your father again?" Anthony smirked.

"Name it whatever you want, but before 24hrs, I'll bring you a reason to keep the thief alive. A reason why she can be useful for the clan." Leonardo promised darkly, stepping fast out of the office.

"This is gonna be so interesting! If I was still in coma and missed this,I woulda hated myself." Bobby commented.

He left the office with Bacardi.

"Thought you wanted to scold him for injecting you to coma?" Bacardi replied beside him.

"That can wait, I'm willing to watch this upcoming show first." Bobby drawled, voice deep.

"And why the heck is Leo so hellbent on keeping the Ivanna girl alive even after the reserve forest occurrence?" Bacardi wondered.

"Geez, you really dunno?" Bobby faced her. "Initially, he was keeping her alive cos he wanted to use her till she'd be traumatized, but now that Felicia is involved. Felicia wants her dead, and he hates Felicia more than anyone of us. Of course, he'll support the opposite of what Felicia wants."

"So he wants her alive just because Felicia now wants her dead?" Bacardi laughed, enjoying the analogy.

"You don't know how insane that big brother of ours can be, but I'm proud of him." Bobby chuckled.

"Type shii, let's go get some booze at your bar," Bacardi grinned.

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[Holding Room]

Robert and Ivanna have barely settled inside when Leonardo barged in like a bloody criminal.

Robert knows who he's here for immediately, so he blocked Ivanna, but just one drag from Leonardo, Robert was on the ground.

Leonardo picked the metal chair and raised it. Using the legs of the chair, he pushed Ivanna to the wall.

When she resisted, he used his knees to press her wounded knees, and she groaned as blood oozed out.

"What did I do again! I did nothing wrong!!" She yelled.

He pressed the sharp chair legs to her chest, nearing her heart, and she gulped, feeling the pain.

"Arsehole!! F+k!! D+khead!!" She cried out, pushing back and matching the freakiness in his eyes.

"24 hrs. You have 24hrs to prove yourself worthy of staying alive! If you die in the hands of father, I'll blend your body and feed it to your brother, whore!" He spat.

That was when he pulled the chair away and threw it off.

He left the room, and Robert quickly tore part of his trousers, tying the fabric on Ivanna's bleeding knees.

Ivanna sat on the ground, sniffling.

"He's always bitter, but I've never seen him as bitter as this before. He said 24hrs. What do we do to stay alive?" He whispered.

Ivanna gulped, staring into space while thinking critically.

--

When Leonardo stepped out of the room, Lissa was waiting there.

He walked past her, but she quickly followed, pulling his arm.

"Calm down, Leo. You have a plan, I know you so well, so calm down and don't carry that mad face to our drive." She purred softly, looking at the holding room door.

"Initially, I wanted to kill her badly too, but now I wanna keep her alive for your use, but promise me you'll never have her mouth on your c×k again." She said 

Leonardo released his arm from her grip, and her brows curved.

"You're my best friend, Issa, but just like you don't see me controlling who you f+k and who you don't, you shouldn't talk about who sucks me or whose p+$s¥ i drill. Let's keep it that way, unless you're jealous." He said without filter, walking off.

"Gawd...he's so hard to hate with that magazine-worthy face." Lissa muttered, following him.

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[Penthouse, Felicia's Room]

Felicia is in bed, acting sick with several bowls of calming soup on a table beside the bed.

Within the short period since the issue started, she has started running a very high temperature.

Island entered the bedroom with another bowl of soup, placing it on the table with the others.

"You should drink one of these soups, Donna. Your high temperature is bad." She said persuasively.

"Not interested, till I see Thony right beside me." Felicia mumbled.

"Mother?" Sandra entered the bedroom, and Island shifted back with a hidden scoff.

"Mother," Sandra sat beside Felicia in bed. "You should really drink the soups. Your temperature is in hell."

"If you someday become as heartless as your siblings towards me, it would kill me. I love y'all so much, and all I ask for is the opportunity to act as a mother." Felicia replied softly.

Her hair is always in a bun, but it's loose now cos she has been rolling in bed since she got back.

"Can you stop talking and just drink your soup? I'm right here," Sandra took one of the soup bowls.

She fed it to Felicia in a spoon, and Anthony came in.

"Thony, if Leo wants that prisoner thief girl alive, then leave her alive. I really don't want issues." Felicia said.

"No. He has to give me a reason for her to stay alive before 24hrs, otherwise I'm organizing a killing banquet," Anthony replied, sitting.

"I'm hoping Leo doesn't find any reason, I badly want the banquet," Sandra remarked.

"I'll go get you some warm water, mother..." She added and left.

Island followed her, and Anthony pulled Felicia's head to his chest. 

She's still sniffling, hoping with all her mind that Leo shouldn't find a reason for Ivanna to stay alive at all.

"How did the meeting with the Matador go?" She asked.

"I didn't get to meet him, his guards said he'd prefer to meet Leo." Anthony replied.

"Meet Leo? Isn't he asking for death indirectly?" Felicia said.

"And he'll get that. Leo will step his rendezvous tomorrow." Anthony smiled, stroking her hair.

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[Penthouse Kitchen]

There's no warm water in the flask, and Sandra was tempted to call Island to boil water, but she decided to do it herself eventually.

She put the water on the gas, and her phone rang immediately.

It's Nino.

"Yes? Why are you calling me?" She sneered, uncomfortable.

She even hates when her phone rings.

"Hilda made me check the sinners assembly quarters cameras, and I found out Ivanna didn't say any of the things Donna accused. She didn't mock her childlessness" Nino reported.

Meanwhile, behind Sandra, Island entered the kitchen, looking incurably hateful as her eyes darkened with each step.

She was glaring at Sandra's backside and picked a rolling stick, then she started waltzing fast to her, determined to kill.

"So?" Sandra said on phone. "So what if Ivanna never said any of those things? Are you gonna tell the whole clan that mother lied? Huh?"

Nino was silent.

"C'mon get off my damn phone! And don't you ever dial my line again! Lowly clan driver!" Sandra bashed.

She dropped the call, poured the hit water in the flask and took it out of the kitchen.

Island came out behind the freezer where she has been hiding with the rolling stick in hand.

"Did I just nearly hit that crazy girl in the head?" She muttered, shocked at herself. "I better manage my temper from now on. Geez! I'm going crazy!"

She ran out of the kitchen.

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[Hayden's Vet Clinic]

Hayden sat on his evaluation table, and Moo's letter sat on his hands.

After he fainted earlier, he woke up some minutes later to see she was already gone, but she left this letter.

★ Follow the right way. Your friends are in the House Of Esposito, and the only way to get them out is joining us at Crimson Cave. We're your surest bet. And beware that this will be my last time persuading you. Next time when I come and you tell me you're not interested, I'll turn your life upside down and forcefully drag you.

Hayden suddenly stood and tore the letter to bits, trashing it in the small trash basket with dragging breaths.

He shook his head.

"No. She knows I'm desperate. She's using my desperate state of mind against me," he muttered, rubbing Dusk's fur on the table.

The cat has been silent.

"I'll find Ivanna myself, not joining any deadly gang. I won't ruin my future." He declared.

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[8pm]

The drive got delayed by one hour, but Lissa didn't care.

She dressed in her sorry excuse of a bikini which didn't even try to cover her nakedness.

Her clît is the only covered part of her pussy, the other parts are out.

And her nîpples are the only covered part of her breàsts.

Her arse is only covered by a thin thong in the middle. She looks cûnty, just the way she wants.

Flashy shiny makeup, tall thin heels, and hair so smooth it could cut skin.

She poured glitter on her skin, so she's shinning with the night flashes.

When she approached the car and felt Leo's eyes on her body, she was insanely thrilled.

This damn bikini is doing the job she got it for.

The pant even once shifted from her clît, and Leonardo saw it before she covered it back lazily.

Her perfume filled the car immediately she entered, but it wasn't enough to drown his own manly, strong smell of cigarettes.

The sunroof of the sports car was open, and she grabbed a popcorn bowl, raising it up.

"Go baby!"

Leonardo brought the car engines to life, his madly dark tattoos mapping his skin on a stretch.

He wore armless, so it's all out, and Lissa kept looking at it shamelessly.

Though, she's tattooed too, but it's just the clan's signature dragon tattoo on her legs, nothing more.

The streets buzzed around them, the bright city lights flushed the atmosphere like a gifted galaxy. People, the smell of happiness, the regularity of their livelihoods.

Everything annoyed her so much. Can't everyone in this city just die? Except her and Leonardo and her mother. She wants everyone gone.

And also... Leonardo isn't even looking at her, so she's bothered.

He looks so lost, thinking of ways to win the bet against Don Anthony.

Lissa's hand went between her legs. She rubbed her clî+ and m+@ned once, but Leonardo only gave her a quick stare before looking away.

"I know your clî+ is pink, you don't have to flaunt it," he said nonchalantly.

Lissa licked her w+t fingers, threw some popcorn in her mouth, and turned on the music.

As it played, it even enhanced Leonardo's thinking more.

What is he gonna make that whore useful with?

Now that Felicia wants her dead, it's a taboo for her to die.

He won't give Felicia that joy.

Also, it's about time he gets Bradshaw for what he did to Bobby.

So far Ginny is just ex, then it'd be easy pie.

His phone buzzed with a call from the clan's programmed mission timetable mannequin—Red

Don Anthony uses it whenever he doesn't want to speak to Leonardo.

Leonardo connected to his earbuds, clicking the button.

"Any blood available to spill, Red?" He casually said.

"The rendezvous. Meeting with the Matador. Tommorow. The Triad must drop the stamp to let our goods out of Hong Kong." The programmed voice spilled, and Leonardo ended the call.

"Good, tomorrow's packed. I love busy days." He muttered.

He stopped the car at a dimly lit beach, and Lissa spranged into action immediately.

This is her time.

She cut off her rope br@, and at the same time she shredded her thong p@nt+es easily. She threw both out if the car, and the breeze carried to go the cold shore sand.

She opened her legs and went to Leonardo's laps to straddle him.

His eyes didn't change, but there's lust, mixing with the darkness that's always lurking under the lashes.

"Don't pretend to not know what I want. You want it too. Drill me without mercy. I want to cûm all-over your leather seat." Lissa said boldly, grinding her n+ked arse on his crotch. He was already hard.

As she grinded, her full arse was clapping aggressively.

Behind them—under a gazebo not far from the shore, a car stood, and inside the car, there's Penny.

She's with a microscope, and she's viewing them with it.

"Yes! That's my daughter! Oh Lissa, you're making me proud." She commented, watching.

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[House Of Esposito, Bacardi's Planet]

Bacardi and Bobby have been drinking themselves to oblivion since they arrived.

The location was Bobby's Suite bar before, but it changed to this planet in the last minute.

They drank their tenth shots of tequila, and their phones bleeped at the same time.

It's a mail about the Triad visitation tomorrow. Leonardo is handling that.

The one that concerns them is another mission. 

Apart from racketeering and illegal shipments, the clan gets assassination contracts too, and another one is here

"We're going to assassinate who? The governor's son? At his wedding tomorrow?" Bacardi laughed.

"The wife he's marrying is the daughter of a poor fisherman whom he kidnapped from the waterside—a forced marriage. His upcoming death makes sense," Bobby nodded, drinking.

"I'm excited, but after that mission tommorow, I'm gonna have Robert do a strip show for both of us, he's pretty good. This time, he's gonna go naked." Bacardi said.

"Do I look like I enjoy male company? Eew!" Bobby frowned, and Sandra came inside.

She snatched Bacardi's cup and drank everything inside.

"Seriously, do you guys think it makes sense to support Leo? We all love our late mother, but giving Felicia some space won't hurt too! She's sick just because of what Leo did...guys." she said in a cajoling tone.

"At this point, you're not Sandra the Top Girl anymore, you're Sandra Felicia's girl. Go lick her feet if you want, don't drag us into your pit,baby sis," Bobby glared and left the planet.

Sandra faced Bacardi, but before she could talk, Bacardi stood.

"I don't wanna hear it. You're falling for Felicia's acts? Grow up, baby." She said and went inside.

"She's not acting, y'all are just hating her for no reason." Sandra muttered to herself, drinking alone.

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[Crimson Cave, Top Pavement]

Tonight, the pavement is full.

Not only lower-class or middle-class gangsters.

Top gangsters like Moo and Bradshaw are there too, and lots more.

Moo sat on a log, smoking hard. Bradshaw is behind her on a chair, slumped and staring at the sky while playing with his gun.

"Did you say Ginny, your ex is the junior sister of the thieves at the House Of Esposito? Your fate is always so unfair." Moo faced him.

"I don't need your annoying voice to salt my situation, Moona." Bradshaw snapped, still stargazing.

"Just sympathizing with you, no hard feelings," Moona smiled dangerously, shaking ash away from her cigar tip.

"Ginny loved me, but her sister recognized my tattoos and found out about my gangster identity. That stupid sister of hers told Ginny I was a member of Crimson Cave, and Ginny broke up cos of that." Bradshaw said.

"You mean Ivanna?" Moo laughed. "I bet you wanna kill her so bad." 

"You don't know the level of my grudge, so stop talking about that bîtch. How's your hunt with Hayden going?" Bradshaw shifted topic.

"My prey is doing just fine, harder than he seems, but trust me," Moo crunched her nose.

A new mission assignment popped up on their phones, and they both stood at the same time to read.

The text is directly from Monika.

★ Tommorow. Governor's son wedding. The Outfit are coming. Your mission is to kill the governor's son before them and render their mission useless. No mistakes.

After reading, Bradshaw and Moo exchanged glances, both smiling.

--

[House Of Esposito, 5am]

That early in the morning, Anthony was already in his office, penning down secret codes when Leonardo entered the office.

"Any development?" Anthony dropped his pen, interlinking his callused fingers, gazing hard.

"The governor's son mission, send the whore to do it." Leonardo said, flat and leaving no room for negotiation.

Anthony stood, glaring.

"Did you calculate what you're saying before coming here to throw it at my face? You think this clan is a joke? We were payed 100 heavy gold bars for this mission, and there can't be any f+ks ups, but here you are, saying??"

"I didn't stutter, father." Leonardo muttered, hitting cold and deep.

Anthony smiled intentionally, and one minute later, he was already walking out of the office with his son.

Side by side, steps matching steps and faces ironed till they arrived at the holding room of the siblings.

With his shoe, Leonardo pushed it open completely, nearly breaking it.

As if planned, Ivanna was already waiting by the door.

Bleeding knees, heavily wounded body from Leonardo's whips, swollen face from his punches, and her ulcer.

She looks sick, but yet, still energetic.

"Give me a mission. You guys go on a mission here, isn't it? Give me a mission, and I'll do it. I'll prove my usefulness with it." She said boldly.

Bobby and Bacardi and Sandra entered the room at a time.

Nino entered last, and they all look appalled, amazed.

Leonardo smirked thickly, knowing she's a tough one.

Her mind is just as tough. She didn't disappoint.

"Cute," Bobby scoffed.

"I knew I'd enjoy this," Bacardi smiled.

Sandra was neutral, and Nino looks like he's praying for everything to go well already.

Robert stood behind Ivanna.

"I'll go with my sister, we'll do it." He said readily.

Ivanna went closer to Leonardo.

"Why aren't you saying anything? I said we'll go on any mission." She said brazenly to his face.

He badly wants to grab her neck and make her pass out for twenty mins, but she needs to go on this mission.

"The Governor's son, wedding is at 10am." Anthony said, facing Nino.

"Get them on the list, give them a brief tutelage class on weapon use."

"Yes Don" Nino replied.

By the corridor, Island has been stylishly listening, using the guards as her cover and pretending to be smoking by the railings.

Secretly, she got her phone to text Lissa about the new development.

--

[Governor's Castle, 8am]

The grand wedding is happening in the city hall at 10, so the bride and groom are still busy dressing up.

Some of the distinguished guests who're family with the governor are here to say their congratulations before they'd move to the city hall.

The Governor himself is in the congratulating room, receiving unending congratulations on his son's wedding with a big smile.

But when the next guest entered, it's someone he wasn't expecting.

She sat proudly in front of him and mounted her fresh legs, then she ordered for a mug of espresso, and a governor maid brought it for her.

She took it, had a sip, and sighed before facing the governor.

"Lissa Armando? I don't remember inviting you to my son's wedding," he said, voice rigget with disapproval.

"Luckily for you, I don't need permission before entering anywhere in this country, even the White House. You're just a lowly governor, so keep shut and let me save your life" Lissa said aptly.

The governor grunted, and she smiled with one side of her face before standing.

She knowingly let go of her coffee mug, and it shattered on the ground, splattering coffee everywhere.

Even on the governor himself.

"What are you doing!" He stood.

"That's how the blood of your son is gonna splatter in the city hall today if you don't listen to me!" Lissa went closer to him.

"What!"

"Today, a criminal is coming to kill your son at his wedding, but you know the catch? She's asthmatic. Surround the wedding hall with pollen flowers from beginning to the end," Lissa said.

"Why?" The governor gulped.

Lissa chuckled slowly, stepping on the shattered mug and crossing to him with precision.

"You dunno asthma is triggered by pollen? Once she inhales the pollen smell, she'd get an asthma attack, you can then arrest her and jail her forever." She said.

TBC.

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