drug out of his system. His skin was numb, but his mind was clear. He stepped into the bathroom again that morning,

He dressed slowly, fastening his cuffs with stiff fingers, slipping his g

d later, his PA stepped in. Marco stood th

him, cold and cutting.

e low and cold. Marco's throat bobbed

d wore his Rolex, then picked up hi

at it, find a suitable PA for my office work. This o

arco dropped

e," he pleaded. "He pressu

o blow your head off right now." He cut in

sible on hi

hreat." he added with disgust. He could have killed him for

oesn't justif

his words. He hated himself

aphrodisiac. The old man was trying to confirm if Jairo was truly attracted

him, he couldn't bring himself to touch any woman. Instead, he stood under an ice-cold shower,

, he threw one last furious glance at the

yed clenched as he gripped the wheel, his mind racing. He had barely been on

is phone and checked the screen. His f

ded to stop medd

he road, only to spot a woman removing her phone from her ear, cl

street when she suddenly stumbled straight

ammed hard

ar jo

tighter, his knuckles going white.

tch his breath and collect himself. He was about

ike anyone will bury me unless my bitc

eath c

t v

ied to register what he heard. Before he knew it, he was out of th

g bitterly with her palm on th

d that was when Jairo felt li

nd feel guilty, you can skip the pity. I promise my

n't d

ed her name. His gaze

f her and gently held her cheeks, lifting her hea

eyes stared back at h

ething

es. No recognition or admirat

. The only difference was the ti

yes, the blood-soaked cardigan. All the years of searchin

t lose her again. Without thinki

, wh

g her close. His voice quivered as he

nce. What if this was another nightmar

futile. It was like she never existed. He pulled back slightly

bbed by a sharp knife see

ell me. I-I can..." He

r than she meant to. There was so

ilia?" she a

de him

yes locked on hers. Neither