The Alien King's Alluring Obsession

Edna

It was not like I wanted to say all my life secrets to Angelo. I just wanted to speak to

someone.

I wanted to make the burden on my shoulders lighter. I sat on my bed and faced Angelo.

Quality air rushed into my lungs before I exhaled slowly.

"My strange mood is related the deal I made with Morgan. I wanted to start working

on my end of the deal. Don't ask me what I went to do in boss snake's usual hall, I can't tell you anything about that. The thing I went to the hall to do resulted in a

punishment." I paused.

I was about to mention Randall and some of my calm emotions were showing signs of blowing up again.

That Randall guy better hope that he wouldn't fall into my hands for any reason in the future.

"What happened next?" Angelo prompted, "Don't worry, I am going to respect your decisions. I won't ask about that specific deal except you wish to tell me something about it."

I smiled a little, "Thank you for your consideration. Angelo, you are a gem."

"Morgan, enough about me. What happened next? I don't like the look you brought into the dormitory earlier. It was terrible. I don't want you to feel like that again." Angelo reminded me.

I shrugged, "There is no guarantee that I wouldn't feel like that in the next few days." "What is the reason behind those words?" His eyebrow rose.

"Like I was saying earlier, boss snake gave me to a man called Randall. Randall was in charge of my punishment. He asked me to be an upgraded version of a lab rat. The pain I went through during the brief experiment we did messed with my mind. I don't know if my anger and frustration was due to that or something else." A sigh slipped from my lips.

Angelo's eyes flashed, "Randall? Randall is one of the bosses of this theater troupe. For him to take an interest in you is not a good thing."

I muttered, "You don't have to tell me that. I regret the day the two of us laid eyes on each other."

Angelo confirmed my suspicions. Randall was one of the bosses of this theater troupe.

This was probably one of the reasons why he had the opportunity to move as he wished in this theater troupe. His level of authority made it easier for him to add more dolls to his collections.

I don't even want to imagine how the girls that lost their lives in his hands felt. They were going against a big boss after all.

"Can you tell me more about him?" I asked, "It would be great if I can find something to control him with. I don't even need something scandalous or huge. As long as the information can stop me from going over to his place for diabolical experiments, I would be happy."

Regret burned my insides. I wished I had never gone to boss snake's hall to steal those things. I should have waited until I saw boss snake. Then, I would be able to utilize any daring plan that comes to mind after making observations.

Angelo shook his head with pity, "Nobody knows his weakness. The only thing that could make him very angry is his secret room. I heard he has a collection of dolls that he looks highly upon. Anyone that trespasses would face his wrath."

I slumped on the bed.

From the look of things, the bosses of this theater troupe were overpowered and they don't show weaknesses normally. The only obvious weakness I have witnessed was boss snake's love for women.

"Other than that, there is another information I derived out myself. The people he took interest in disappeared or died. I heard whispers from the grapevine that any person who died while still under Randall's interest radar would become one of his collections. I haven't seen it so I don't know the validity of that news." Angelo finished. "Angelo, you have already helped me enough. I would have to find a solution to this matter myself. I can't keep going to his experiments and I don't want to become one of the dolls in his collections. Do you have people named Fatima, Natasha or Felicia in this theater troupe? The timeline doesn't matter." I questioned.noveldrama

Angelo's eyes widened, "Yes, we do! Boss Randall was interested in those three girls. Did you see them when you went for the experiment he asked you to assist with?"

"Yes." My voice was low.

"Morgan, that means you have to find a way to throw Randall's interest off you. It seems like the majority of the stories about him had an element of truth hidden in them. Randall is dangerous." Angelo advised.

"I am working on that." I responded.

It seems my plan to use sickness to avoid any more experiments would have to be executed as soon as possible.

Knock.

The knock interrupted any chance of the discussion continuing. Angelo rose to his feet and answered the door. I was feeling lazy and numb so his effort was appreciated.

Angelo spoke with whoever was behind the door for a few minutes before turning to

me.

"What?" I asked.

"The person behind the door is looking for you. It is about the last show we are going

to perform in this city before leaving." Angelo replied.

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It seems the top brass of this theater troupe was ready to give me the thing I would perform later. I thought I would never get one.

My happiness came too soon.

I stood up and walked to the door. The person behind the door was a new person. He was unfamiliar.

It was a slender man with black hair.

"This is what you would be performing at the show." He said as he handed a thin tablet to me.

My fingers rubbed the tablet before nodding in his direction.

"The tablet should be returned when you have a good grasp of what you are going to perform. The performance will be in a few days so work hard." The messenger said before turning around to leave.

He didn't even waste any extra word or time.

I shut the door and I went back to my bed.

There was no need to look at what was in the tablet at this very moment. What I needed right now was adequate rest. I already have enough stimulation to my senses for this whole day. I don't need any other additions.

I kept the tablet on one of the tables near my bed and lay down.

My stomach didn't protest or ask for food. It was a blessing. I didn't have the strength

for something like that. My eyes dropped downwards as my consciousness faded away.