Farley walked out of the dungeon. Didn't glance turn around and even gave orders to his men.
His eyes were dark, staring intently at the dark night. His dark eyes flashed horribly. 'Ociel' this one name, makes his jaw harden. He had not heard this Ociel in a very long time in his long and boring life.
He made various ways to no longer remember just that one name. A name that makes his blood boil and heat with rage. A name he had once been proud of, a name that had never crossed his mind would betray him.
But now he had come to him. His lips curled up, a sinister smile etched on his ghastly face at this moment. cold, dark, and full of terror.
He kept walking, extinguishing the fire of anger ignited by the series of events that had begun to flash through his mind. The events that he buried deep in the depths of his heart. But now bursting out, his face was bright red. He clenched his fists tightly.
Inside dungeon he tried to act compose in front of his men, now, there was no one, only the darkness of the night witnessed how his anger was running high and almost unstoppable.
When the prisoner mentions that one name. He Stunned. He didn't need any more information from him. That's why he killed him right away. That way Ociel won't get what he wants. Not the women were his targets because his plan failed. Not even from his men, who were now dead in the dungeon.
If he wanted to, he could have gone straight to a place where he knew he could find the person he had been avoiding. But he held back. One, because his master now just wants to know who the main culprit is tonight incident. secondly, Leigh was safe and unscathed after all.
It seemed he had to resist the urge to charge into his opponent's lair. Not now but it doesn't look like it will be long, he will for sure. Let's see later.
After he could calm himself down. He disappeared from the dark night street. He reappeared at the hotel in front of his master's study room. He knocked softly on the door. He knew very well that his master was still inside. He could feel an aura emanating from him that was radiating dark and deadly cold at this moment.
No voice answered but the door just opened in front of him. He walked into the study room. And there he saw his master still sitting in his chair behind the desk. His eyes were tightly shut, but he knew he wasn't sleeping.
As he stood in front of his desk, Kendric opened his light gray eyes but now they looked dark. His eyes stared intently at him. The look in his eyes was enough for Farley to know, for him to reveal what he had gotten.
"It's Ociel My Lord" the answer was short. He didn't need to go into more detail to Kendric. Because he knows who is behind Ociel.
Kendric's dark eyes flashed cold and dark. His jaw hardened. But he manages act calm in front of anyone including his confidants. That's why one is afraid of him. His expressionless face didn't mean there wasn't any emotion there. Once his emotions peaked, no one expected to be around him.
"Well, I think a cold-blooded war is about to break out. Prepare it" he said in a deep and cold voice that sucked to the bone. Makes goosebumps.
"Yes, My Lord," Farley answered briefly.
"I need you to keep a close eye on Leigh, whenever and wherever she's going here in Yannick or in Terrazen or elsewhere. even if she just stays at home. Make sure not a single her hair falls out" he made sure the words sounded clear to Farley's ears. he does not tolerate the slightest action. And the last sentence he spoke in a deep and firm voice.
"Yes My Lord"
"You can go now" with a wave of his hand, signaling Farley to leave his study room.
Farley bowered his head, turned around, walked out of the room quietly.
Meanwhile, in the opposite room, to be more precise the room where Leigh was now. She was still sitting on the sofa, her thoughts wandering. Her eyes didn't feel heavy either, the sleepiness was far from reaching her conscious eyes wide open. Staring at the ceiling of her room.
Glittering, the light from the crystal chandelier became the spotlight of her dazed eyes. She took a deep and long breath. She wished her eyes were heavy and droopy. She really wanted to sleep right now. hope that tomorrow morning her mind will be bright, clear and cheerful as usual. But really, she couldn't sleep at the time.
She got up from the sofa, walked limply to her bed. Drop her body there. To feel the smoothness of the sheets and the warmth of the blankets. She hoped that with this, she could rest her mind. Stop wandering aimlessly.
She looked up at the ceiling of her bed. Miraculously, her eyes began to feel heavy and cloudy. The next second her eyes slowly closed. Her breath gradually steady and smooth. And she fell asleep.
Unbeknownst to her, in the corner of the room. A dark figure stood there, observing her. The figure stood there for a long time. Until finally he decided to disappear from there, just like the previous nights.
Morning came very quickly. Leigh woke up startled. Her heart was beating fast, her breathing was erratic. She glanced at the clock on the bedside table. Shows 7:00. 'Damn' she suddenly woke up, rushed to take a shower, and dressed neatly. Her body was shaking. How will she face Kendric. She felt ashamed for getting up so late.
Nervously, she turned the doorknob. She poked her head out, peeking at the room outside. if Kendric already gone, it was morning after all. It must have been, she closed her eyes, peeking a little from the recesses of her eyelids. and there. In the living room he saw Kendric sitting leisurely reading the newspaper.
She cursed herself. How could she wake up so late, maybe because last night she couldn't sleep until late at night? She just lay down for a moment, had not time to set the alarm, but instead fell asleep immediately
She calmed and braced herself, stood up straight, push the door wide open, and walked out. She walked towards where Kendric was sitting, until a few steps from her, she greeted him. "Good Morning" she uttered in a soft and sweet voice.
Kendric had heard her from her bedroom door. But he was acting normal, until she greeted him. He could clearly hear her heart beating fast. He smirked mischievously. Close the newspaper and put it on the table. "Good morning," he replied in a gentle but manly tone.
Leigh sat in the chair in front of him. Giving him a small stiff smile, because she was nervous.
"How was your sleep?" Kendric asked, reaching for his tea on the table and take a sip
"Good, morning seems to come too soon, I feel like I just closed my eyes to sleep, but morning has come" she answered shyly, wanting to erase the impression that she woke up late.
"Good, now, I bet you are starving. Let's have breakfast" he said elegantly