Ethan and Izzabelle were snuggling to each other at the soft cozy bed while taking their time filling pieces of information on each other’s confusion.
“Babe, where did you get your subordinates? I noticed that they all looked young...” he asked as he stroked his woman’s dumped hair. It became his hobby lately.
“It's our... And I got them from the different streets in this continent and the others were from the orphanage...” she responded casually.
“You mean to say that... they, they are all homeless?” Ethan’s voice trembled as he inquired. He felt deep sympathy for the young lads too. Same as his woman, he also has a huge heart!
“Yes, they are... You know I’m craving for a brother be
The female big boss grinned mysteriously while brewing something bigger and different on her mind. This was her team’s very awaited moment to execute their plan. Only then if they could get the silver file, they could carry on their mission ahead. They would sweep off every member of the AW Organization in just a few blinks of an eye. The couple was now settling their tired bodies on the sofa after their ‘punishing session’ came and done. They were supposed to be sleeping at this very hour but the masquerade ball was depriving them to do so. Lots of plans are needing their full attentions to organize. “Baby, we must find something to wear...” she nudged him on his arm as he was looking so lost in his train of thoughts. “Babe, I forgot to remind you...
Izzabelle was plopping comfortably on her bed while sleeping. Her gentle snores of tiredness rebated into her man’s ears. She would also lick her delectable lips from time to time. Ethan was delightfully amused while watching his woman’s funny movements. He was itching to capture his woman’s lips and suck her breath but he restrained himself from doing it. His woman needed so much energy for the masquerade ball tonight to accomplish something. Besides, he doesn’t have the heart to interrupt her rest again. ‘Hold your damned horses' dude...’ he muttered to himself inwardly. He looked at Izzabelle’s bedside clock then stood upright cautiously and carefully. His eyes roamed around and found his woman’s wardrobe. He rummage inside and found a white unisex
Izzabelle entered the bathroom ahead of her man. She turned on the faucet and let the warm water fall on her head down to her body. She felt utterly disgusted when she recalled her nightmare. Why was she dreamed of that disgusting scene? She closed her eyes and tried to let the water wash down her anguishing feeling. She must look for her Master to clarify it! But how? She didn’t have any idea how... she was helpless and she heated it! “Tell me, what’s bothering you, babe...” Ethan had followed her immediately as he noticed that she was flustered and distracted. He twirl her body around to face him, “...look into my eyes and tell me, what’s bothering you please...” he begged helplessly as to let her open up her mind and connect it to him.
Ethan’s consoling and comforting words did a good effect to calm Izzabelle’s nerves down. But her anxiety was killing her inside. Why was she dreamt of that creepy man? Who was that? The thought of being raped in her dream made her throw up! Disgust and frustration were now mixing in her heart. She must get rid of it! She was determined! “Feelin’ better?” Ethan was stroking her long hair while leaning himself at the wide couch. “I’m fine now baby...” she lied. Until she found out the old man’s identity, she would hide everything from her man in the meantime. She couldn’t put him under pressure with her issues for now. “Then we must head out to Larra’s shop...” he reminded her gently.
On their way to the MZ hotel... “Babe, why are we wearing these annoying contacts? I felt so uncomfortable with it...” the male boss complained helplessly at his woman who is wearing a mysterious grin plastered on her red-painted lips. He wanted to wipe out and lick all her red lipstick but he couldn’t because he was driving at the very moment. “Baby, you have to bear with it for a few hours until we finally get what we want...” she responded soothingly. She then rummage her purse and took out something from it. It was a white little pill. “Open up your mouth and take this please...” she cautiously brought it to his mouth and let him chew it for a while longer.
At exactly 19:00 hours... a series of glass clinking sounds ranged through the whole luxurious decorated venue which indicates that the masquerade ball had officially begun. The whole area was filled with different mysterious personalities clad in their elegant tuxedos and fancy evening gowns with their own desired masks. Those men in their elegant tuxedos and masks were all looked like princes who had walked out from a famous fairytale book to search for their princesses in the ball. Clang! Clang! Clang! “A mysterious evening ladies and gentlemen
Anna starred daggers at her four bulky bodyguards who kept on trailing behind her as she walked towards the 909 room. She clutched the room card in her trembling hand as she cursed them endlessly. “Damn it! Are you four all dumb? Can’t you hear me?” She was trying her best to gather her composure as the pill had already taken an immediate effect on her body. She was feeling so hot and was desperate to cool off her steaming desire. “We’re leaving now Madam, we’re sorry to disturb you...” one of her bodyguards reasoned out in a hurry for fear that he might be skinned alive with his ruthless boss. “That’s fine, you guys enjoy the night! Don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine without you for a few more hours!” She grunted coldly and finally gestured her hand t
The six pairs of couples went into their separate gold suites after their brief forums. The six female officers had agreed to see each other on the Hopkins Sanctuary the day after tomorrow to discuss the silver file’s contents and pieces of information. “Are we heading upstairs now, babe?” Ethan was first to ask his woman as they walked through the hallway of the private regular rooms. “Yeah, we can’t leave until the party was over. The watchdogs might get suspicious of us...” Izzabelle replied casually as they went inside the elevator. She pressed the button with the bold letters written ‘GS’ for their floor. The metallic sliding door closed smoothly and it descended upwards towards its pointed destination.