CHAPTER 136: KILLING HIM

SOPHIA'S POV The air around me felt thick, the kind that made it hard to breathe, suffocating in its stillness. I glanced around the room, a luxurious space bathed in low. I scoffed as I looked around expecting that one person to show up. I glaced at the one clock and sighed before lighting a cigarette and taking a drag from it. Then, she emerged from the shadows, a woman whose presence was like a living darkness, gliding across the room as if she were made of smoke. Her face was hidden beneath a hood, her features shrouded, but I could feel her eyes—cold, calculating, fixed on me, and I stared at her back in the eyes watching as her lip turned into a smirk telling me the reason I was here was not really pleasant. She stopped just short of the candlelight, her voice a whisper that seemed to vibrate through my bones. "Someone has gotten too close, Sophia," she said, her tone dripping with warning. "And now, it's time for him to pay." My stomach twisted. "Who?" I asked, though part