Dante simply sat on the spot and started counting the money note by note. His face was lit up with greed as he narrowed his eyes looking like a hungry wolf.
“Next time, remember to bring me more money. Or else, I can’t guarantee that I can keep my mouth shut.”
Lillian’s hands were gripping tightly by her sides, refusing to say a word.
Everywhere was surrounded by the smell of garbage. She covered her mouth, unable to take in the smell any longer as she wondered if it was coming from the disgusting man or this place.
Shortly after, she stumbled out of that place. Her fingernails were sinking so deeply into her palms that it became a searing pain which only intensified her hatred. With whom? She hated Dante who had invaded her body forcefully, and Lucia who always seemed to come back fro
