Chapitre 1: Can't go
Two years ago...
A red luxury car has just arrived in the parking lot of a luxury apartment in downtown Barcelona.
A woman with long golden hair that fell below her shoulders, had just turned off the car engine and was about to unbuckle her seat belt. However, the sound of the cell phone ringing caught the ear.
The woman, who is none other than Zamora Valentina, is the best FBI agent and has just received an award for capturing international criminals who have been very detrimental to the country.
Zamora opened the bag in the left car seat and immediately pushed the green button up. As soon as she saw ex-lover, Hugo Alessandro, contacted her.
"Hello, Hugo. What is it?" asked Zamora who was surprised that ex-boyfriend called, because after breaking up. The man with whom she was in a relationship for a year never spoke again."
Hugo Alessandro is Zamora's former lover and co-worker at the FBI.
After Zamora betrayed lover for falling for another man, Hugo didn't want to keep hopes up.
In the end, Zamora decided to break up with the fact that was already planning to get married in two months. However, all dreams with their lover ran aground when a third person appeared.
It wasn't Hugo who had an affair, but Zamora who had fallen in love with another man and until now had not been able to forget someone who was impossible to have.
"Hello, Zamora. Have you heard the latest news today?"
Zamora frowned when she heard a worried voice from the man who still loved her very much.
"I just arrived at the apartment, Hugo. What do you really want to say? What latest news should I hear?"
"Go back to the office or you go to my place. Ah no! Let me pick you up. Go to a crowded place, or our favorite restaurant!"
Still feeling very curious about Hugo's words that sounded very clearly worried, Zamora had a bad feeling, immediately asked a question.
"Hey, Hugo. Calm down! Quickly explain to me what exactly happened? I will listen."
"Get out of the apartment now, Zamora! The police just reported that Rafael Oliverio had escaped from prison. Currently, he is an international fugitive. I'm sure I'll be looking for you for revenge. So, hurry up and get out of there. I told the police to come to your apartment. It could be that Rafael is there right now wanting to kill you!"
Hugo's lengthy explanation was like a sharp dagger that pierced through Zamora's heart. Right now, her heart was beating very fast, exceeding normal limits upon hearing that the man she loved so much had escaped from prison.
Instantly Zamora's body went limp and a voice caught in throat. However, she tried to calm herself and answered the voice of a man who could be heard calling name.
"Are you still there, Zamora?"
"Of course I heard it. Do you think I'm a weak woman who can't do anything? Your worries are too much. I can fight and also have a gun."
"Don't worry, I won't die that easily at the hands of Rafael Oliverio. It seems the mafia isn't stupid. Coming here, isn't it like turning yourself in? Thanks, after you tell me, I'll be more careful now."
Without waiting for Hugo's response, Zamora immediately hung up the phone and threw the origin of cell phone behind her. Not only that, now it looks like buried her face in the hands that already support the steering wheel.
"You must really love me, Raphael. That's why you want to kill me. All right, we'll see. Which of us wins. I will prove it to you!"
For a moment, Zamora walked with regular breaths, letting go of nervousness because she was about to meet the man who had been sitting in heart for a long time.
Feeling much better, Zamora unbuckled seatbelt and opened the car door. The left hand is now carrying a briefcase and forgets the important thing lying on the back of the car seat, namely the cellphone that was deliberately left behind.
Trying to smile to hide true feelings, Zamora's long legs stepped towards the apartment lobby and got into the elevator.
The right hand is now pressing the ten button and the eyeball does not turn to stare at the digital number that moves to the top floor.
It didn't take her long to reach the tenth floor. Now, Zamora walked out as soon as the iron box door in front opened.
Still with a charming smile, Zamora punched in the passcode as soon as arrived in front of the apartment. As soon as the door opened, long legs stepped inside.
Zamora seemed very sure that the man who was currently being targeted by the police was in the apartment.
The distinctive masculine scent of a man who is very memorized wafts through the air and enters the sense of smell. Walking towards the rooms, Zamora still acted as if didn't know that someone had snuck into the apartment.
It's not difficult, to break into the apartment system because the man she loves so much is a very professional hacker and is capable of destroying any system with his skills.
With a single breath, Zamora opened the bedroom door and as expected, the figure of a tall, well-built man who looked very disheveled in appearance, but did not at all leave an aura of handsomeness that could captivate women, was looking down at the photos on the table.
There are several photo frames of togetherness with the man who is now looking up at her with a sharp gaze full of flashes of fire.
You can see the hateful gaze of the man who once loved so much. The love that used to always be seen from the blue net, had turned into a fire of hatred that could scorch world right then and there.
"Rafael Oliverio."
Zamora smiled to welcome the uninvited man.
Meanwhile, the man who currently only has one goal, which is to kill the woman in front of him, feels even more furious when he sees an innocent smile that seems as if never regrets having betrayed trust.
Without wasting any time, Rafael reached for the gun that was in the holster under his coat. Pointed the gun that had been pulled the trigger and fired hot lead towards the woman who was still standing quietly at the door.
Two gunshots broke the silence in the room. Two bullets have been lodged in the stomach of the woman who still looks smiling, as if she has won because has proven her love.
Rafael who initially thought he would be satisfied to see the figure of a woman who was so hated still continued to smile at him even though was covered in blood.
Of course, Rafael felt guilty and guilty when he saw Zamora who was helpless holding stomach covered in blood.
"You stupid woman!" Rafael's scream echoed in the room and had rushed to hug the body of the woman who had stumbled backwards.
With a low voice, Zamora who was still smiling with all her might endured the pain in stomach that was already bleeding profusely.
"You have lost, Raphael. I am the real winner. I've proven that my love is much bigger. I love you so much, Raphael."
Rafael couldn't help but feel crushed when he heard the last words from the woman who had closed eyes.
With a very loud voice, Rafael was already screaming out of regret.
"Zamora, no! You can't go because you betrayed my love and trust!"
To be continued...
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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