SOLEDADS

Night Sports

Happy reading!😊😘

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"This is the reason I don't want to get married. Just look, the man left me alone here."

Sara rolled around on that king-size bed. His hand was unceasingly hitting the pillow and bolting there. Her mouth was muttering and swearing at the man who was her husband.

"Brengseekk's men! If it wasn't for Peter tying me up I would have been on top of the Himalayas by now. Fucking max!"

"Yes, I admit you're pretty handsome and thankfully you're not a cold guy as cold as your fucking face. And what did he say? Marriage is holy? Obviously I know it's fucking. But it's not the marriage with you I want."

Once rolling with her feet kicking in the air, Sara fell out of the bed.

"Aw! Fucking bed! You're as annoying as your owner."

He hit the bed until his hands hurt.

Feeling bad, the woman came out of the room. His curiosity about the building overcame his fatigue.

His feet went in all directions he did not know. Until he was trapped in a room that could no longer be opened after he entered there.

"Gosh, how do I open it? Is the remote like the bathroom? Are rich people like this? But it's impossible. Peter also has a big house but it's not this weird."

His hand hit that door. "I can die of heat here."

Until without realizing it, the gym equipment appeared there after his punch hit a button on the door.

When he retreated to kick the door, his foot caught a heavy object.

"Damn, what else is this?! Oh my God! How can this be here? Is there a genie in this house?"

His eyes are perfect. How the gym equipment is all complete there. With sparkling eyes, Sara tried one by one.

"Wow, more fun than Edwin's."

Repeatedly he did it with various tools until he was tired.

"Gosh, I forgot that it's so hot in here. Is there no air conditioning? Sure enough, it must be hidden again."

Unable to find anything else or she who was not good at researching the surroundings, Sara ended up sleeping on her back while staring at the ceiling of the room.

"If that man really holds me back from being his wife, what should I do? I still have a dream to conquer Everest's summit."

While he was busy rolling on the cold floor, suddenly his neck ached.

"Gosh, I forgot this part was hurt. Hufftt, I shouldn't have done that earlier if I knew the man who became my husband was a handsome man. Ck, it makes no difference, Sara. He's handsome but not yours! Look, he just left."

Sara massaged her sore neck until a knock on the door surprised her.

"The door can't be opened!" he shouted at someone outside.

Along with that, someone appeared there.

"Sorry, Madam. I haven't locked this door yet."

"What do you mean?"

"I haven't locked it so Madam can come in here. It's a forbidden place for anyone to enter here, madam."

Sara slips. He gulped his saliva roughly while squeezing his fingers.

"What am I supposed to do? I've been playing with that equipment!" He pointed at the things around him.

"Master saw it, Madam." The person pointed to a corner of the upper room where a small object was flashing there.

"Geez, I must've killed that bad guy." Sara shuddered in horror. "I accidentally came in here and the door was suddenly locked and after that, suddenly the gym equipment appeared again and I did sports at night" explained Sara, pursing her lips.

"Will he really kill anyone who comes in here?"

"I didn't say that, Madam. I'm just saying that this room is off limits to anyone."

"Oh Jesus, are you stupid? Forbidden means it's the same as thrusting yourself in a death hole."

"Call me Adrian, Madam, and as for what I said just now, do not be afraid, for you are not as you have imagined."

"What do I imagine?"

Adrian puts his shoulders and leads Sara out.

"How do you open that door? I've been looking for the key."

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Max walked in leisurely steps, occasionally whistling merrily. His blue eyes kept staring intently at whatever was passing by. One hand held the child's hair down on the forehead and the other hand held the gun.

"Alex, can you guess who was behind the incident?"

"Sorry, Sir. I can't guess."

Max chuckles. "Come, Alex. Let's bet on it! Who wins he has the right to kill that man."

Alex just shook his head with Max. The man is a hobby of betting and killing. Because of winning the bet that he managed to trap Peter with a lot of money.

"I won't do it, sir. I'm afraid you have two wives."

Max laughed at Alex. "Do you have children? Or have a sister?"

"That's what I'm worried about, sir. I have nothing to make my defeat fall."

"Jeez, unfortunately your life, Alex. Find a woman and get married!"

"I have to make sure you're happy, Senor."

"Ck, I've always been happy with my job, Alex. You know my hobby. That's the real definition of happiness. Doing whatever you like can make you happy even now."

Max points his gun at the darkness and shoots a wild animal there.

"It's always been heart-pounding, Alex."

The conversation of the two halted when they reached their intended place. The guards in charge of securing the place immediately allowed Max to enter. Some of them followed and went inside.

They drove Max into a prepared place.

"He didn't open his mouth, Senor."

"It's okay, you guys go!"

The guard left him there himself. Max approaching. The sharp eyes accompanied by a grin on his lips made his handsome face of his jambang a little creepy.

"dus, amigo. (Hello, man)," he said.

Looking at the face of the man in front of him, Max was eager to laugh. However, he has to hold it in his pride as a mobster, the owner of the Spanish state.

"How can a handsome guy like you be in a shabby place like this?"

The man tied to the chair thrashed. His face showed pent-up anger. With his mouth shut, he tried to speak.

"Alex, open the mouthpiece. Looks like there's something she wants to tell me before I do my ritual."

Alex did it immediately. The man continued to thrash and after the cover of his mouth opened, he launched his curse.

"You brengseekk man! Fucking mafia! You're gonna get killed! Dioses La Muerte will be destroyed!"

Max chuckled with a grin on his thin lips. "In your dreams, man."

"Take me off, damn it!"

Max looked down right in front of the man's face. His face was expressionless.

"I'm in control of your life, Joe. Look it!"

Max shows me a picture Alex gave of the man's identity.

"You have a sweet daughter."

"Don't touch my daughter, you son of a bitch!"

"If you tell me who told you to hide mine!"

The grin on his lips grew wider along with the man's fear.

"I don't know! And I didn't do that!"

"And the life of this sweet girl will not be helped!"

"Don't!"

"Say!" max was firmly with a gun pointed at the man's forehead.

"He'll kill me if he opens his mouth!"

"It's no different than now! You choose your daughter or you who's in hell?"

Like eating simalakama fruit, Joe has no choice. Her little daughter's life was in Max's hands if she didn't tell him the truth, and her life would be threatened if she told him the truth. In this desperate situation, he was given a very difficult choice.

"Choose one, Joe!"

On the brink of death, Joe opened his mouth.

"Peter O'connor!"

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Author: I just found out if there is a person in the real world who is the same name as sara o'connor in this novel. sueerr, I gatau😅

Netizen: the singer

Author: ho'oh I just realized when someone commented yesterday

Netizen: well understand the author is a little oneng

This is a destined accident. If there will be a similar name here, please forgive daku😅.

Netizen: jan took my name

Author : amit-amit dah, far away sono. name Jubaidah where suitable sm mafia🙄 area.

eiiitttssss... jan ketipu mulu same titlell😅😅😅. kasian I long ago sm lu😂

Netizen : 😑😑😑😑

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Love, though,

Xie Lu♡'s