Prologue

Author POV:

In the vast corridor of this exquisite hotel, ornate paintings grace both walls, each adorned by a gleaming bronze treasure, a testament to the formidable wealth and luxury of its owner. 

"Stop running!" The shouting of a group of men. 

"Don't run anymore, young miss." The man in his early forties seems to be a leader of the group, shouting after the elegant figure they are chasing. 

A slim leg, slender body, a perfectly curved waist, and a size hip, a young woman wearing a white satin dress pair with black heels in her hand, running bare foot resembling the chaotic angel playing on Earth. 

The young woman in her eighteen is fleeing away from the group of boar men all dressed in black, wearing an earpiece device in one ear.

Exhausted from the relentless running, she glances back to find the group drawing nearer and nearer. 

'Ding' the sound of the elevator arriving light hope in the girl’s eyes and her mouth twitched into a sly grin. Having a plan in mind, she rumbles her hand inside the dress searching for something, as she takes it out she opens the cover of that small thing, tosses it along the side and puts the gums in her mouth. 

After chewing for some seconds, she turns around and stops in mid-air, giving a full break to the chasing group.

''..Huff...huff..'' the sound of catching up breath is being heard along the hallway.

The leader again speaks, "Please come back with us young miss."

"No," a bland simple answer from the figure in white.

"Then forgive us for using force." as he finishes speaking the leader nods signaling for the others to approach

The young woman takes three steps back just then she spits out the chewing gum and once it hits the floor- [!!!boom!!!] a loud crash could be heard as it rang along the entire hallway. 

"What was that!?" everyone suddenly exclaimed.

"Go and check it out" A cold authoritative voice commands his fellow men from inside the elevator.

His commanding voice exudes power, standing at six feet two inches tall, he has a perfectly built body, broad shoulders, a chiseled diamond jawline, and piercing black obsidian eyes that show no hint of fear.

Morris Casper, the dangerous, merciless tyrant mafia. The mere mention of him gives a chilling sensation of descending into the dept of hell itself, his intolerance is absolute, under his rule, there is no second chance and those who betrays or offends him in any slightest way will only meet with one ending ‘dead’.  

His bodyguard briefly bows and walks to check, he steps out of the elevator door in collision with another figure in all white.

"Hey! who are y-" The bodyguard has yet to finish his question before the girl rushes past him and goes straight into the elevator.

"Where are you going?" The girl asks Morris without knowing she just walks into a lion's lair.

"What do you think you are doing?" Ben, Morris' most trusted right-hand man asks, his fierce tone that could make any person tremble on sight, but it has no effect on this girl.

"Haiz...I'm asking you. Now close that damn door." The girl retorts back with a frustrated tone.

Seeing no response, the girl continues her tone full of frustration and anger.

"This thing is big, it won't drop with one more person. NOW CLOSE IT!"

The many bodyguards eye her with high alarm as they are about to approach Morris raises a hand as a sign to stop. They were confused, still, they obeyed.

"Who are you running from little one?" Morris asks in a deep tone and an unreadable expression.

"I-" as he was about to answer there came a familiar voice cutting her at the start.

"Find her by all means!"

"Young miss please come out!"

Just then the group arrives at the still-open elevator, seeing just a silhouette, the girl pulls Morris by the collar and crushes her lip onto him. 

All the bodyguards were taken aback by the sudden action as they were stunned and did not know what to do. Once more their boss signals for them not to approach.

The girl pulls her lips away, still hitching breath, her whisper barely audible "Help me"

Morris seems to understand something as he flips the younger, making his back face the elevator wall as he stands in front of her blocking all sight.

"Who are those?" ask Morris 

"Who are you guys? Causing a ruckus in this place, are you asking for death?" Ben understands the situation, fiercely asks the group.

The leader answers in a respectful tone knowing whose underlings they are, and the owner of the place standing right before them.

"We're sorry for the disturbance as we are looking for someone. Forgive my boldness but may I ask if you see our young miss passing by? She is in white dress."

"No." The cold tone answers instead of that fierce one.

"But-" he was cut off-

"Beware whose territory you are standing on. Now leave before someone sends you back." Morris, it was a threat rather than a warning

And by the mean 'send you back' is more of 'sending a corpse back'.

Leaving no choice for debate, the group left. The elevator door closes before the girl in his arm heaves a sigh of relief.

Looking up she noticed Morris intense stare as she quickly averted her gaze, she walked past the bodyguard to click on the 'P4-floor' button. 

'Ding' at the arrival of the floor, the elevator door opens and the girl walks out just as she takes a step, a deep voice sounds "Stop" 

"Where do you think you are going?" Morris

"....." Silent the girl won't even turn to face him

"I just saved you, where is my payback? Not even a word of gratitude?" 

The younger sighs deeply as she steps out for a few steps before turning back. 

"Thank you for saving me Mr. Dead face," said the younger with a playful smirk, she then dashed away without waiting to see the other party's reaction.

"Wait! What's your name?" Morris 

But she already ran off. The bodyguard was about to give chase when Morris stopped them.

"No need. Let her go" said Morris with a smirk he add"for now." 

Casper Empire

Real Estate Company

"Any progress from last night?" Morris

"Yes sir. We found out her identity." Ben

Ben passes the transparent folder and places an iPad on the table as the picture on the screen shows an elegant figure dressed in all white.

Morris smirked with amusement, as he intensely stared at the photo

"Her name?" Morris 

"She is…"