In the House of Delagoria
Mom, have you already decided to kill Marilyn?
- Listen, Ian, that woman poses a great threat to your brother, and if you stay alive, what happened to me before will inevitably be repeated, and I do not like repeating mistakes.
She walked away from him to stand in front of the big window of her room
- So, if you want to kill her, why don't you kidnap her first, so you can get all the information that might be of use to you?
She brushed her short hair behind her ear with her hands
- No need for this, I already know who she works for
Halloween is coming, and it's killers' day too
He walked over to stand behind her, putting his hands in his pockets, looking down quietly
It's the time when anyone can be killed, and no one will look after him because this day is special in America, that's what you mean, as happened in the series of films The Purge.
I'm starting to understand me.
Mom, I'll get her address for you.
- I will count on you.
Like a hardened stone that never rains, that's how Ian's mind begins to think of Marilyn, who begins to take him into her own world.
He walked out of the house and breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes, raised his head to the sky, clutching his hands tightly to shake his head and return to get into his car and drive quickly.
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Tell me, Ella, what happened between you and Mr. Eugene?
- Mr. Eugene?
Ella raised her head and looked at Marilyn, who was sitting coldly on the sofa, looking at Ella, who was covering her head with a blanket.
I mean, I found you on the street running away and called for my help, for surely something big happened between you and me.
Ella sighed and lowered her head, trying to hide under the cover
You don't know how much I fought to get Eugene, he and I love each other since childhood and seeing him prefer a woman over me literally makes me crazy, I think you understand that feeling since you're a woman.
- It's okay, I can understand you, now it's true that you tried to kill me before, but this time I'll keep you here for a while until Halloween is over and then you can think of wherever you want to go, what do you think?
It would be very kind of you, thank you, Marilyn.
Marilyn left the living room and quietly headed towards her small garden behind the house and took out her phone
Hello, Mr. President, may I speak to you now?
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Oh, I'm sorry, I was in such a hurry!
Anita pulled her hair back and walked away quickly, feeling embarrassed when she quickly bumped into a guy as she walked towards the mall.
- Were you on your way to buy fancy dress for Halloween?
- Ah, yes!
Her face, filled with embarrassment, turned red, and she smiled hesitantly now and then as she looked up from the opening of his shirt that showed a little from his chest to his bright eyes.
He smiles and she smiles shyly, and no one breaks the silence until he already hastened and said
- Do you want me to help you?
- Can you?
-Try me?
He smiled, tilting his head to the right, as soon as she saw his smile
The two entered the mall smiling at each other and were walking quietly and Anita was trying to find something to hide the redness of her face, and she changed her bag and found nothing and it was difficult to put the bag in front of her face
"He's so handsome, my God, it's been so long since I've seen such attractive features, those black eyes, they're deadly, lala, they're bullets in my heart."
- Ah, what's your name?
My name is Athelos, how about you?
- Athelos, your name is beautiful, I'm Anita.
Your name is really nice. Now, Anita, tell me, what do you want to disguise?
- Ah, I don't really know I'm not sure yet what I want
He put his hand under his chin and supported it with the other and began to stare at her while she stood in amazement, her eyes widened with innocence.
- You are blonde with yellow eyes like a cat's eyes, beautiful and of a great figure and your height is also medium
- Hmm... you fit like a Disney princess!
She rolled her eyes and turned completely to face him
Don't tell me about Disney princesses that they're just stupid women
- Why stupid! They are only looking for love
- That's why they're stupid!
Athelos began to laugh, Anita was grumbling at his words, and they walked together like this without seeing what was around them.
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The date (2050 / the 31st of October
at 8:21 pm)
Mom, this is the address. This is her home, as you asked.
His mother, or whoever he calls his mother, took the paper from his hand and looked at it coldly, then put it in her bra without caring
You don't have to do anything now, you can just go and do anything, leave the rest to me.
She walked towards her office door to get out without caring while Ian kept looking at the desk and patting his fingers softly sitting down.
- Mom, it's time to reveal all the papers.
That woman went to the living room and asked one of the men standing at the door to prepare the car for her
She took out the paper and looked at her with a cold smile on her side
It won't happen, miss.
She came out of her big house in her red dress, which came close to her knees, without sleeves, and very high black heels, heading towards the driver's place
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- I'm going alone today.
She got into the car and headed towards her destination, with a cold look on her features
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- Ella, you've been here for a month, what have you decided? Don't you want to give up the idea of that baby you're carrying?
Ella had already changed from that bold and strong woman to a weak, calm and fearful woman.
She cradled herself on the sofa quietly, burying her head between her thighs
- I can't, he's his son. I can't kill a little boy, especially when he's the son of the man I love....
Marilyn's eyes were cold and sharp, as if she was telling Ella, "
You idiot, you don't know what awaits you."
Listen, Ella, you have to...
Both girls were shocked, and there was complete silence between them after hearing the house bell.
Marilyn, who was sitting on the chair in front of the dining table, slowly sipped a cup of tea.
Ella, go to the bedroom
Ella got up and hurried to the bedroom, then put her ear to the door
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