Chapter 30


    “The fuck you mean you couldn‘t deal with him?” Francis mmed thew book on his table as he spoke


    through the bone. “If I had known you were so ipetent, I would have wasted my time with a piece of


    shit like you.” “Calm down, sir. It‘s my men that failed. Not me,” ckbear spoke from the other end while


    a woman was sucking his cock. “I will beat him senseless before the sun goes down tomorrow and send


    you a whole carousel of bloody pics.”


    “Yeah, you better,” Francis‘ voice turned hoarse, “or I’ll specially hire a samurai assassin to shove a


    sword up your ass.”


    The call ended.


    ckbear wasn‘t smiling anymore. The woman sucking on his dick was crying because one of his hands


    continually pressed her head into taking his penis fully into her throat. She was literally choking on it, with


    tears streaming down her face. “I lost my mood. It‘s not working.” He kicked her to the side and stood


    and pulled his pants back up. She coughed for fifteen seconds before saying, “Is it over? My husband‘s


    debt?” she innocently asked. “He doesn‘t need toe here again, right?” ckbear stooped down to


    her level. “Yeah, he doesn‘t need to, but you should–until I grow tired of you.”


    Her eyes broadened in shock. “That‘s not what you promised!” she grabbed his cor and yelled in rage.


    “I‘ll call the cops. I‘ll tell you everything you do here! I‘ll —”


    A life got lodged in her throat before she even knew it.


    “You think the police don‘t know I do my business from this shile hole of an apartment?” he grabbed her


    by the mouth using his fingers and squeezed it. “You know what? I hate dumb bitches like you who don‘t


    know how the world really works. People like you should be killed left and right, so global warming will at


    least take a u–turn, though I seriously take anything the government says with a big fucking grain of salt.


    Like how I control addicts like your husbands with drugs, the government controls people through fake


    fear and terror, so they wouldn‘t want men like me who bring real terror to life into the society to rot in


    cells. Of course, thugs like me need to be smart to not get fucked in the ass by those in power, or that‘d


    be the end of me.” As he was speaking, life left her eyes. “Chu, chu, too bad, I even thought of fucking


    you in the ass next time around.”


    The room door opened, and one of the underlings brought a report.


    “Took you fools so long.” ckbear checked the report. “That‘s it? He works at Rye‘s Pizza in the


    morning and lives as a butler at the Sterling family the rest of the time? What about his address and the


    couple that fucked each other to bring this fucker into life?”


    “A–About that, we couldn’t find anything, Boss,” the underling replied hesitantly. “His name didn‘t show


    up in the local registry. We contacted one of our cops, and he couldn‘t track that bastard‘s past, either.


    It‘s like he didn’t exist untilst year,”


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    “That means he‘s either a nobody, or he‘s someone we should deal carefully with,” ckbear thought for


    a second. “Now I‘m starting to see why four of my men got taken down by him. I shouldn‘t rush with this


    dude.” He faintly smiled. “Benjamin Wilde. Whoever you are, I‘m going to meet you soon.” “Uh, what


    should I do with this bitch, Boss?” the underling asked about the dead woman lying on the floor, with


    fresh blooding out of the hole in her neck “Do whatever you want. I don‘t care.” At Sterling family‘s


    vi.


    Benjamin returned to his room after his meal, but he didn‘t enter and stood next to the entrance.


    “You rushed into marriage, so of course, you‘ll feel bored now,“Selena was talking to her daughter,


    putting her gently on Reba‘s hand. “A pizza guy will add nothing to your life. He and you grew up in


    different worlds, so you won‘t be able to understand each other well. I know I‘m repeating this, but life is


    short, so don‘t waste time with someone that you don‘t see a future with.” She patted her daughter‘s


    hand a couple of times, then kissed on her cheek once. “Think of this ident as a stroke of luck. Use


    this free time to give your future a thought.”


    Reba didn‘t say anything. Selena noticed the walking stick next to the bed, “Ah, did you tell one of the


    butlers to get this stick for you? I was going to buy you one. I guess there‘s no need now.”


    Reba just forced out a stretchy smile. “Good night, my little darling.” “Night to you, too, Mom.”


    Selena then walked out. She turned her head and looked at Benjamin. Seeing the pain in his face, she


    smiled and said, “Men love the pain, but women love to inflict the pain. In the end, both want to feel


    stronger. Let‘s see which one wins. Your ability to endure or my ability to inflict pain.” She was about to


    pat his shoulder but didn‘t want to touch him, so she just withdrew her hand and walked past him.


    Benjamin stood there for a while before taking a deep breath and entering the room. Seeing him enter,


    Reba‘s eyes slightly widened. “Were you listening to our conversation?” she asked without hesitation.


    Benjamin jumped onto his bed and pulled the nket on. “I was asking you a question,” she stressed.


    There was no response.


    The acids in Reba‘s stomach mildly burned. (Fine. If that‘s the game you want to y, I can y it all


    too well.) As silence filled the room, Reba closed her eyes. Her thoughts drifted and drifted and took


    her to the night when they first met.


    “Do you believe in love and promises?” he asked while sipping on red wine.


    “I don‘t even believe in people, so why would I believe the promises they make?” Reba smirked and


    smiled, “Promises... they are easy to make and easier to break. As for love...” she began shaking her


    head slightly, “that‘s probably the biggest lie we share in the front while speaking behind each other‘s


    backs. There‘s no significance for love in this world full of lies.”


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    “So, you don‘t believe in ther.”


    “Not really. Why? Are you doing PhD in love, or what?”


    Benjamin just smiled faintly in retum.


    Some timeter, Reba began hearing a voice, speaking to her in utter darkness, “On Ground, I


    promise; on Water, I promise, on Wind, I promise; on Fire, I promise; on Heavens, I promise; my love for


    you is real I promise...”


    Coming back to the present, Reba opened her eyes fast and looked to her right. Benjamin was


    sleeping on his bed. She looked confused. Those words she heard just now, it felt like someone was


    speaking to her in her dream, and their voice was pretty simr to Benjamin.


    “What‘s with this weird dream...” she wondered. “Did I really talk about love and promises with him on the


    first night I met him? In a bar?” she could only shake her head. “Why did I only remember it now? This


    must be my imagination. Yeah, that‘s it.“