I’m Someone Else

“You think I’m done?” Thomas sneered. He really thinks he can get out of this alive? Yeah, right. “I’m not done just yet. I still have
to serve you some food, don’t I?”
“F-Food?” James’ head was spinning, and he wondered what Thomas meant. We ate a lot. I don’t think I can stomach anything
more.
Thomas picked up the forks on the table and bent all seven of them, then he laid it out before James. “Here, bon appetit. It’s on
me.”
“What the hell?” James was so scared that he almost peed his pants. Do you want me to eat these? Is this a joke? These are
metal. If I eat these, they’ll kill me. He tried this on someone before, but he never thought he would face the same torture
someday. James shook his head violently. There’s no way I’m eating that. No f*cking way. I don’t even know you. Why are you
doing this to me?
Thomas grinned toothily, but his smile glinted with only menace. “Oh, don’t be a stranger. Fine, I’ll feed you.” Thomas grabbed
James by his chin and stuffed the forks into his mouth. Just listening to Zoe describe this made Thomas feel how much pain his
friend was in before he died. I’d be a fool to let you go. There is no way you can run from this. You will suffer before you die.
James tried to scream but his mouth was filled with forks, so he couldn’t make a sound. Thomas then shoved the fork into
James’ mouth deeper into his throat. The metal cut through his esophagus, and blood spilled like a fountain. The pain made
James roll around in agony, but all Thomas did was light a cigarette and watch on in silence. You deserve this.
Two minutes later, James stopped rolling around and lay on the ground motionlessly, inches away from death. Thomas was not
going to torture him further as there was no need. He just walked ahead and cut off his head, then he wrapped it up with a coat
he got at random.
The ladies were huddled closely together. Only then could they find some sense of security. Thomas looked at them. There’s no
need to kill them. I have enough blood on my hands already. Besides, they weren’t involved in Dominic’s death. “Nothing
happened here. Tell them that, or else.” After saying that, he left the room.
It wasn’t until a while after he left that the ladies snapped out of their stupor, and ear-piercing screams filled the air. Like
madwomen, they ran out of the room. No longer would they stay in that room of evil. They had a feeling they just had a close
encounter with death, but they were fortunate enough to get out alive.

The whole place’s surveillance cameras were destroyed. It was child’s play to destroy anything that might incriminate Thomas.
After he returned home, he tucked his ‘trophy’ away, then he took a shower and drove to Olivia’s place. Three down, five to go.
No one can escape their fate. No one.
“Here’s the financial report for last month. Our profits have dipped five percent compared to the same quarter last year. We
should...” Norman looked at his spaced-out daughter and stopped talking. Earlier, he wanted to talk about work at the company,
but he was told that Olivia had returned to her home, so he came over to talk about things.
However, Olivia, unlike her usual self, was out of it. She kept checking the time like she was waiting for something, and Norman
wondered what was wrong. Olivia was always serious about work, so her spacing out was unheard of. “Are you unwell, Olivia?”
“Huh?” Olivia snapped out of it, but the first thing she did was check the time. “Talk later, Dad. I have to leave now.” She grabbed
her bag and ran off like the wind. Thomas was already waiting at the neighborhood’s entrance. She got into the car, and they left.
Norman stood on the balcony, frowning at them. “Was Ophelie right? Is Olivia dating someone?” No, that can’t happen, or the
family’s done for. “That day is almost upon us, and Olivia cannot have a boyfriend. She must keep her chastity unbroken. No,
she can’t be dating Thomas. They’ve only known each other for days.”
Norman quickly took his phone out. “Hey.”
“What do you need, sir?”
“You’ll be Olivia’s secretary starting tomorrow. I’ll tell her that. Keep an eye on her and Thomas. The only relationship they can
have is an employer-employee relationship. They can’t even be friends.”
“Of course, sir.”
Still worried, Norman asked a few people to tail Olivia, then he plopped down on the couch. He looked like he had aged ten
years.
There was a nice restaurant in the street behind Irieson First High. Thomas didn’t know which hotels in Irieson served good food,
and he couldn’t possibly take Olivia to that five-star hotel. That would make him look a bit too pretentious. I’d rather have a date
at small places like this.
Olivia didn’t mind, and she smiled. “This is a good place. Looks clean and nice.”

Thomas took her bag. He was worried Olivia might complain, but he was delighted that she found this place nice. “I’ve ordered
the cake. It should be here soon, so let’s go inside.”
Their appearance stunned everyone in the restaurant. The waitstaff couldn’t believe a woman as gorgeous as Olivia would come
into their shop and standing beside her was a handsome and apparently rich man. This is just like a TV drama. Of course, they
thought Olivia and Thomas were a couple. They looked perfect for each other, and they came in a Lamborghini after all.
“So, what dishes do you want?” asked Thomas.