In all of Harbor City, only one man dared use it: Samuel.
As expected, Serena Rowe's fragile voice floated to my ears.
"What do I do, Brother Samuel? I hit someone."
"Will they arrest me? I'm so scared! I don't want to leave you!" Samuel kissed Serena Rowe's cheek.
Without looking at me, he ordered his men to dump a stack of cash at my feet.
He used the power I had given him to trample my dignity.
A cramping pain spread through my body.
I clutched my belly, ground my teeth, and looked up to see Samuel's men digging a grave.
Serena Rowe snuggled into Samuel's arms, pretending to tremble as she peered up.
"Brother Samuel, will Sophia be angry if she finds out we're doing this?"
"What if she comes after us? She's fierce, I'm so scared..."
Samuel smoothed her hair, dismissing her, "What are you afraid of? I have your back."
"In Harbor City now, I hold the final word."
Moved by his earnestness, Serena Rowe tilted her head and pouted.
"Really? I've suffered so much for you. An amusement park isn't enough. I want you on all fours to ride me like a horse!" Samuel kept smiling and nodded. Serena Rowe pressed on. "I want you to make me a birthday cake, too." "I want you to watch the stars and set off fireworks with me." "And I want us to have many, many babies." Samuel's smile grew brighter. The man who had fought through storms now looked like a lovestruck boy. He hugged Serena Rowe tightly, nodding repeatedly. "Okay, okay, I'll do as you…
No matter how outrageous her demands, Samuel smiled and agreed.
The fondness never left his face.
The bulldozer's roar became the anthem of their happiness.
And the small bodies below watched their love as witnesses.
The Buddhist beads on my wrist were stained with blood.
Compassion in my chest hardened into murderous intent.
I drew my pistol and fired without hesitation.
The bullet left the muzzle in an instant.
Samuel, without thinking, shielded Serena Rowe beneath him.
In the next breath, dozens of guns were trained on me.
Pain in my abdomen flared.
It felt as if Maggie, beneath the soi,l cried wide, accusing eyes.
I glared at Samuel, teeth clenched.
"You disturb Maggie's rest for this whore."
"Samuel, you are unfit to be a father!"
Samuel frowned. "Sophia, calm down."
"Our child is gone." "The dead are gone, the living remain."
What prize is living's supremacy? Old love cannot rival new love.
I bore the searing pain and raised my pistol once more.