Torn hearts and Treacherous love

The sound of people groaning, screaming, and cheering filled up the entire casino building in the middle of Monte Carlo. In the parking lot, almost every visitor could smell the sickening smell of cigarettes and alcohol. Regular guests were already adapted to the smell after spending almost every one of their nights sitting in one spot, betting for their luck while their eyes were bucking out of the sockets with visible black eye bags.

On the fifth floor of the casino, where the quiet hallways to each guest's bedrooms were, the moan of a woman could be heard lowly from one room at the end of the hall. A faint sound of music was played by casino staff with the hope of masking out the noises as well as any inappropriate sounds that may be heard by others.

Behind the door stood a man with dark, thick hair that was combed neatly in place, revealing his clean undercuts and smooth forehead. He towered in the room, casting a shadow on a smaller being across from him. Andy pushed a brunette woman against the wall as he shut the door with a kick. The woman leaned her head closer to him, wanting to press her glossy lips against his, but Andy took a step back instantly. His intention was to just have sex with her, not to make love. There was no love left for him to find. Love was something that didn't exist in his dictionary. and it would be the last thing that he would want to learn. He would rather just have sex with her in her mouth, but he would never kiss the lips of a woman who had other men's sexual organs in her mouth.

Andy tossed his blazer onto the carpet. Soon, his hands moved to unbuckle his belt and unzip his bulging pants. He didn't utter a word as he watched her get down on her knees.

With one hand, he grasped the woman's hair and forced her head towards his hip. Andy did not give her a chance to open her mouth wide enough as he shoved his big, hard cock against her lips and slipped in between them into her mouth, deep-throating her. He made a deeper thrust into the brunette woman's mouth the second the unpleasant memories of his father's words resurfaced inside his head, bringing boiling temper to his veins. He wished that fucking some random woman would help solve his problems, but that did not seem to help him feel any better. He slammed another hand against the wall loudly while jerking his head backward, feeling unsatisfied with the mouth service that the woman in front of him provided. He wanted something new, something that he had never experienced before. Obviously enough, he would not want to engage with anyone deep in their hearts. Nobody. And that made him sick of fucking these random women. Sometimes he wondered if he too had become just like his father, the lowest inhuman species alive. Just the thought of him sharing the bloodline of a cruel and ruthless predator like his father makes him want to cut his veins and arteries just to bleed out that unwanted blood.

Andy removed himself from the woman's mouth before motioning with a head nod to walk to the bed. The woman did not hesitate as she turned to make her way to the mattress. On her way there, she slid her silky dress off her body. Without further instruction, she settled onto the bed and opened her legs widely, anticipating the only man in the room.

Andy did not wait any longer as he began to unbutton his black shirt and throw it onto the maroon carpet. On his broad, muscular back, a huge cobra tattoo with remarkably detailed scales was displayed in triumph. The ink was dark as it embedded deep beneath the surface of his skin and flesh. It cast fear on the enemy and anyone who dared to make eye contact with just the eyes of that cobra, king of all the snake species, tattoo alone.

The flash of his abdominal muscles did not seem to impress the woman in front of him when the only expression Andy could read on her face was terrifying. Her eyes shot wide open. Her legs drew closer together at the same time, and she started to back up until her back hit the headboard. Andy furrowed his brows in disinterest in a flick of a second, knowing that his scars intimidated her. It was not just the cuts all over his torso, but the burnt scars that left an ugly stain over some parts of his tight, tanned skin.

Andy inched closer to the bed; meanwhile, his pupils held hers in a demonic gaze. He pressed one knee onto the bed before the woman reacted in the most unexpected way. She tucked both of her knees tightly towards her chest, away from him and his touch. Andy could see the disgust in her eyes. The look that she gave him was no different than how people looked at wild creatures-the ones that don't deserve love or the title of pet. He did not even hurt her one bit, yet she was already backing down from his desire and need. Usually, Andy would not care about how the woman would feel when he wanted her. But, today, his father's words plus that woman's disgusting reaction towards him made him feel even more anger. He could almost feel the blood boiling underneath his veins as heat electrified every inch and part of him. At that moment, he wanted nothing but to kill his father for making his life miserable. Andy continued to glare deadly at the woman in front of him, who was trembling in fear. She acted as if he was going to kill her. Andy's brows were tightly held in madness. He hated the looks that outsiders gave him. The look of disgust and fear in their eyes made him feel no less than a devil himself.

Andy sighed out loud and furiously, then removed his knee from the soft bed. No matter how mad he was, there was one thing that he swore to never do. That one thing was to hurt a woman. With just one glance at that fragile body, Andy could already guess how easy it would've been to just twist and break that pair of wrists of hers. It was too easy. He wouldn't fight a weak opponent. He hated how submissive those weak people were when they were to face the stronger dominant one. It reminded him of his old self. When he was just a kid, with no shield or protection, he had no choice but to submit to his father. It was an unfair battle all along against a powerful man like his father. Andy gritted his teeth as the terrifying looks that washed over the woman's face triggered images of his past memories. He zipped his pants back up as he turned to find his button-up shirt on the carpet.

"Are you not going to fuck me?" The lady asked as if she wanted him to.

Andy chuckled briefly in a menacing tone after hearing the trembling tone in that woman's voice. She was scared, but she still sounded desperate to be fucked. Andy was not sure anymore of what was inside her head. But he did not bother to find out. She didn't deserve his response either. Andy pulled up his black button-up shirt and threw it over his shoulders. He was done playing games with some random woman. He was not the type to force a woman to submit to him. He didn't want to be like his father. He wouldn't want to fuck a woman against her will, especially when they looked at him like that wild animal.

On his way to the door, he picked up his blazer. He did not bother to find any cash, as he knew that his men would take care of all his expenses. "You'll get a transaction later." He said this as he opened the door and walked out.

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Andy thought as he blinked his tear away and gritted his own teeth with anger. Andy held his breath as he asked his father in a shaking tone, "Why are you even telling me this now?" His lips trembled as they tried to hide the anger that had built up inside of him.

Alvin Chester looked up and chuckled under his breath a bit. "You've grown more mature now. You should be able to think on your own about what to do."

Andy shook his head in amazement and said in an aggressive tone, "There would be nothing to affect me... I have died since the day I stepped into your house."

Just as Andy turned around, the door busted open as a woman and a man in their 50s stumbled forward after getting pushed to walk. They were both tied up with their hands behind their backs and blindfolded to prevent them from seeing the people in the room or where they were being taken.

The two were panicking. The sound of the woman's crying struck Andy's ears. "Please! Please let us go." The woman begged as her weak knees lost support, causing her to fall down onto the carpet with both knees.

"Master, Mr., and Mrs. Callister are here." The men behind them said this after locking the door behind them. "We've killed everyone else inside the house."

The woman cried harder with her husband before she said breathlessly while sobbing, "Please don't do anything."

"Shut up!" Andy's father yelled at the woman in annoyance before he got up on his feet and then turned to walk closer to Andy. He pulled up Andy's collar and chuckled at the same time with a smug look, saying, "What are you waiting for? Go and get rid of them, and stop being a coward." Andy gritted his teeth hard as his gaze shifted from the crying mid-age couple to the old man who was standing in front of him.

He pulled the man's collar up with both of his hands as he said in anger through his gritted teeth, from a calming to a yelling tone of voice, "You better listen. I will not kill anyone. You can't force me to do anything anymore!"

Andy released his father's collar and stole the gun from one of the men in black's hands before he shot himself in the chest without a second thought. He felt so fully fed up at that moment. He never regretted it, either.

"ANDY!" His father raised his voice in shock as he watched his son's body collapse onto the carpet floor.

Everyone in the room gasped in shock as they watched their young master kill himself. The crying sounds of both men and women stopped after they heard the shooting sounds that echoed throughout the room.

Travis and Scott started to run to their boss's body and started to cry after calling him several times and getting no response. Andy's blood started to soak all over his white shirt and blazer before it stained the carpet underneath his body.

Nobody ever needed me. Nobody ever wanted me either. Why should I continue living to just hurt innocents? They did nothing wrong. I have been the one to blame ever since the day I was born. My existence alone was enough to hurt them and the one I loved. Andy thought of one last chance as a drop of tears escaped the corner of his eyes.

So this is what death feels like, he pondered. He felt a sharp and unforgettable pain in his chest, and at the same time, he lost his strength to keep himself awake.

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A year later...

The ambulance sirens were echoing throughout the whole city. The crying sounds and the screaming voices of the patient's family in front of the surgical room were deafening in the lobby of the hospital.

The nurses and doctors were crossing paths with one another in hurried panic as soon as the victims, who were involved in a car accident, arrived at the hospital entrance.

"Sally!" A tall, handsome guy who was wearing his doctor's white coat ran to a girl who was carrying a tray of food. She turned around as soon as she heard her name.

Her long black hair flew to one side, followed by her head movement. Her beautiful pink soft lips curled up into a smile as her pairs of brown eyes reflected the hallway's light, making them twinkle like the stars in the middle of the night sky.

She blinked once before she responded with her soft, pleasant voice, "Brent, how was the patient that got sent in tonight?" She shifted her position as she took a few steps towards him.

Brent Howard flashed her a smile as he came to a stop in front of her, saying, "It went alright. The family of the patient is currently in the room with him now, I believe." His twinkling eyes, which were staring at her without a blink, trailed from her face to her hands. "Are you on your way to the patient's room?"

Sally lifted the tray up a little to show him. She nodded her head and said, "I am. They are in the VIP room on the tenth floor. I heard they are from some rich family." She chuckled as she studied Brent's eyes.

"Do you want to go out and eat after the shift is over? I will pay for our dinner." Brent offered. He winked at her before he fixed his necktie a little. "Let's start walking while we talk so you can be there on time."

Sally agreed, then turned to make her way to the elevator, followed by the young doctor. "Sure, since you are the one who is paying." Both of them laughed while they waited for the elevator to arrive. "I'm just kidding; I can pay for myself."

The two have been friends since they were both in their university freshman years. She has met him through one of her club organisations, but they never expected that they would get along and become close like this.

Brent Howard was majoring in biomedical science to become a surgeon who could save people's lives, while Sally Parton was also majoring in biomedical science to become a nurse. Due to a similar major, the two had many classes together until Brent ended up going to graduate school for his career.

Sally knew deep inside herself what Brent thought of her. He confessed to her once that he liked her. He liked her more than just as a friend. He wished he could be more. He tried to ask her out multiple times, but he only got rejection in return.

Many people would have misunderstood their closeness. Many have questioned whether they are in a romantic relationship or just friends.

The two had never let others' opinions affect their friendship because they have been through a lot together and have learned from and grown from all of those mistakes and experiences that they'd shared in the past.

Sally Roo and Brent Howard chitchatted and laughed out loud until they reached the tenth floor. They parted ways as she carried the food tray and directed her way to the VIP room that was at the end of the hallway. The floor was quiet and empty because not many people would be able to afford the price of the special, elegant room.

At the end of the hallway stood the two guys in black who were guiding the door as if the patient in that room were a president or some sort of celebrity.

Inside the hospital VIP room, a man walked out of the bathroom in his patient's pants and shirtless. His waist was wrapped in a white bandage to cover up the deep wound where he had been stabbed a few hours ago.

Though he got injured, his strong-built body still made him look powerful and flawless. His back tattoo of a cobra snake made him look even more attractive and like a beautiful beast himself.

The scars on his body, front and back, marked his flaws and all of the memories and events in the past that have burned inside his heart and brain. Though it had been so many years since those things happened to him, there wasn't a day that Andy forgot about them.

He placed one hand on his wound as he walked around in pain. He groaned in annoyance as he made his way to the closet to grab his suit.

Due to his stubbornness, right after he gained his consciousness back, the first thing he wanted to do was leave this place and go home. He went to sit on the bed with his back facing the door as he tossed his white shirt, a black blazer, and black pants next to him.

In the middle of changing, when Andy was shirtless and was busy zipping his pants up, he heard the door being opened.

Without bothering to turn around to see who that was, he said automatically in his dry, emotionless voice, "Travis, get the car ready; I am leaving this place."

Sally was shocked as her heart rate rose. Her eyes were staring at the beautiful snake tattoo that was on the man's back in front of her. She thought to herself that he probably did not get informed about her presence in the room before she walked in.

Hearing him say he wanted to leave the hospital, she placed the food tray on the coffee table in front of the sofa without saying anything back.

The scent of a woman's perfume touched Andy Chester's nose. He was busy changing. He paused as soon as he smelled an unfamiliar smell. His brows furrowed before he quickly put on his shirt to hide his tattoo on the back and cover his identity.

Sally stood back up in her heels after placing the food tray down. Noticing that he seemed to pause in whatever he was doing, she smiled at the man's back who was sitting still on the bed and said, "My name is Sally, and I am a nurse here. I've brought you your dinner for tonight. I hope you enjoy them."

Andy didn't say anything back besides waiting for her to leave. She stood still, holding her fake smile, waiting for his response.

The situation became awkward after a couple of seconds of silence between the two strangers before she continued, "I will head out for now. If you need anything, please let us know. Have a good night's rest."

She knew that the man in front of her wanted to leave the hospital tonight, but she thought to herself that it would be best to just ignore what he had said and just finish her duty to serve them.

He didn't say anything besides carrying on what he was doing. He buttoned up his white shirt and straightened his collar before putting on his black blazer.

He heard the door being opened and then closed. Knowing that the woman had left the room, he turned around to look at the food tray that she had left on the table. He got off the bed and made his way to the table to open up the bowl's lid with curiosity.

Seeing that it was just white porridge and a fish, he closed the lid again. "The hell is this..." He whispered under his breath, then turned back to grab his phone from the nightstand and make his way to the door.

On the other hand, Sally got into the elevator at the same time she started to hear footsteps walking in the hallway with the sounds of a man yelling, "Don't fucking touch me!"

The door slid closed before she could see who the owner of the voice was. She pulled out her phone and glanced at the screen to notice that her shift was finally over. She sighed in relief and started to stretch her arms to the left and right. As she arrived at the lobby floor, she made her way to the locker room, where only staff members were allowed.

After getting changed back into her casual clothes, a white tee tucked into a mom's jeans with a white sneaker, she tied her black, silky, thick hair up into a high ponytail.

Making her way out to the parking lot, she started to fish in her purse for the car's key. Suddenly, her purse got stolen by a random man who just ran into her from behind, causing her to trip and fall forward on the ground.