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ZERO’S reapers reported what just had happened the moment Isla and Becca took a cab. Three of his men were already tailing them.
Troy may be thought that he has watchers.
“I want this to be clean smoothly,” Zero asserted as he started to wear his suit and put his gun on his shoulder holster.
“Romano is already at the location, Sir,” the man replied.
Zero nodded.
“Where are they right now? How’s the location?”
The man informed Zero about the location, and Zero nodded.
“That fucktard dared to use carbon monoxide?”
The man nodded.
“I will fucking kill that punk once I saw him. How are they?”
“They’re fine, Sir. According to Romano, they just gained consciousness after an hour.
Zero glanced at his wristwatch, and it was already six-thirty.
“Where’s my bike?” he asked.
“At the garage, Sir,” the reaper replied.
Zero then rushed towards the private garage of his building and rode his Ducati towards the location where Troy took Isla and Becca.
That bastard maybe thinks that he’s not prepared. He’s just waiting for this, and the worst thing, Tilda was behind it too.
He hated dealing with this stuff as much as possible since they’re too old to think about ‘what you want, you get.’
He sped away, and he arrived at the location in a few minutes.
He smirked when he saw the cab parked in front of the house.
Fools!
“YOU’RE really a devil Troy Angelo,” Becca’s asserted, anger lingering in her voice.
Troy sneered. “I told you. I’m not giving up—”
“Wait until my cousin ripped your head out of your body,” she said bravely.
Isla remained calm as possible. She could still feel slight dizziness from that gas. She was just staring blankly at Troy, who was talking to her friend on the other side.
Troy tied them on the feet of the bed, and she was not sure if they were on the first floor or second floor.
Becca was about to talk when the door opened, and it showed an unfamiliar woman, but her looks have a resemblance to Troy, and in the end, Isla concluded that she must be Tilda—Zero’s, first love.
“Hi, girls…” the woman greeted as she walked towards them, with her head lifted high as if she was a powerful elite. Then suddenly, she stopped and looked at Isla. “Hi…” she said as she walked towards her.
“You must be the woman Zero was talking about. Hmm… you’re beautiful indeed. Maybe we can have a talk and settle things, right?”
“Stop scheming bitch!” It was Becca.
The woman laughed and suddenly glared at Becca. “I am not talking to you, bitch. So, stop blabbering. I’m afraid I might kill you if I lost my temper—”
“Oh really, huh? Hotdog!” Becca exclaimed.
Troy, who had enough with Becca, slapped her in the face, which surprised Isla, and tried to move, but she was tied.
“Don’t you fucking hurt her, Angelo!” Isla warned.
Tilda let out a soft chuckle. “Of course, he will not. He only made her stop. Gag her,” Tilda commanded.
Isla met Tilda’s eyes and glared at her.
“Let’s talk. And I have conditions, Miss Peterson,” Tilda asserted and sat on the wooden chair that Troy gave.
“There’s nothing for us to talk about,” Isla replied.
Tilda formed an ‘O’ on her lips. “There is. About Zero.”
“Don’t tell me; you’re gonna ask me to stay away from him?”
“Bingo!” Tilda exclaimed and let out a soft chuckle. “You guessed it!”
Bitch! What a stupid woman, Isla thought. Then suddenly, she spotted someone in her peripheral vision.
She was sure that there was a person behind the white curtains.
Isla scoffed. “Even if I want to, it was Zero who keeps coming back to me,” she replied.
And she saw how bitterness lit Tilda’s eyes. The woman laughs sarcastically.
“So…”
“I’m afraid I won’t be able to do what you want,” she replied and smiled.
Isla’s smile pisses Tilda off. The latter then stood up. “Give me your gun,” she said to her brother.
Troy’s forehead creased slightly. “W-Why?”
“Just give it to me,” Tilda insisted.
Isla and Becca looked at each other, and Isla gestured in the direction of the window.
She pressed her lips and just nodded at Becca.
“No. Don’t you try to do things—”
“This woman doesn’t like you, brother. So, stop hallucinating. Just give me the gun, and I will kill her. If I can’t have Zero, better she will too.”
Isla and Becca’s eyes widened.
Then suddenly, they heard the cocking of a gun. Before Troy could grab his gun from the holster, in just a blink of an eye, Zero came out from hiding behind the curtains, and his two men, held Troy in the arm while Zero was pointing his gun toward Tilda.
“W-What’s the meaning of this?! How… how did you get in?!”
Zero formed a sly smirk on his lips. “What do you think?” Zero uttered, his voice was deep, and it sent chills down your body.
Isla took a deep breath and got calm. She smiled at Becca.
She admits she felt nervous earlier. If only Zero didn’t portray this situation, she might get hysterical. Good thing she was trained to be tough.
After a few moments, the door opened, and it showed the angry Apollo. His eyes filled with rage when he looked at me, then at his girlfriend.
Becca tried to speak out, making Apollo rush towards her. And removed her gag.
“That bastard slapped me,” Becca informed as she looked at Troy, whose eyes were wide due to surprise.
Apollo didn’t utter any words and rushed towards Troy, giving him one strong blow right through his face.
Three of Zero’s men came in, and one of them held Tilda and dragged her out so as Troy.
“These people really love to play stupid games,” Zero uttered as he walked towards Isla.
He untied her and gave her a peck on the lips before he pulled her up. “How are you feeling, baby?”
I smiled and nodded. “I am fine.”