The Monster's Nemesis

L I L L I A N AI yanked open the creaky door of the apartment that could very well be passed as a dirty storeroom by the definition in my dictionary."Things you do for revenge," I muttered under my breath as I stepped inside.The apartment was the smallest one I had ever stepped inside in my whole life. But there was something about this place-this city, actually-that drew me towards it. I had a strange feeling, both chilling and overwhelming at the same time when I had first landed here. The air smelled so familiar, so haunting...that for a second I had to hold my breath to stop myself from breathing in. Instead of filling my lungs, the air was suffocating me."You might need this," Andrew said as held out the GLOCK for me.Ever since I was fifteen and I had learned how to aim, there wasn't a single day in my life that I didn't carry a weapon. But I couldn't afford to keep now until my plan was in motion."No

DOMINICAs I made my way into Club Sapphire, the dim lighting and leather-clad decor welcomed me. The unsurpassable refinement of the interior decoration that almost resembles a gentlemen's club-instead of a strip club- was dotted with dark polished wood and Chesterfield sofa. No wonder this was one of my favourites out of all the clubs my family owned. Oh! And the women were exquisite, too."Sir..." The manager, Eric, came up out of nowhere and looked at me like I was some ghost. "Mr. Romano...we-"I cut him off. "Send a message to Viktor. I will be in my room. And yes, send a bottle of Macallan.""Yes, Sir," came the automatic reply.As I waited for the elevator to open, he, once again, rushed by my side. "Sir, may I get a doctor for you?"Stepping inside, I replied, "A bottle of Macallan do would just fine." He did open his mouth to say something, but I was thankful when the door shut close.Finally, a flitting moment of