~ The Next Morning ~
Sophia stretched out lazily in the bed. The morning sun is out already and was all shining in the room. She lazily opened her eyes."Huh" she gasped when she noticed the room was all empty, the girls were gone. Alas. They were pains in the ass.Urine was really pressing her bladder.She climbed down from the bed and walked towards the bathroom when she noticed the girls' belongings were not in the room. That'll be later - she mumbled as she opened the door to the bathroom.She came out seconds later and opened the other wardrobe in the room but couldn't find the girls' properties. Not even a socks.Her stomach grumbled as she hissed out loudly. A day away from home.*A bell rang across the camp after she finished dressing up.What's that for - she thought.She was wearing a black boyfriend top and a black baggy joggers. She topped it all up with a black sneaker. She's a lover of black and baggy clothes.She walkeSophia, a nineteen years old girl who was on a bike ride and overjoyed that she's gonna be twenty the next day and ride across the city had a contact with Ice Pick, a druglord and a Mafia leader whose identity, his name was unknown to the world but most feared human in the whole of America.Sophia was having fun when a car spatted some dirty mud water in the pothole in the market and being one to act rascally, she immediately pick up a stone and threw it to the glass of the car as the car reversed as her first conversation with the car owner and the driver and she insulted the duo and then ride her bike away in victory.She got home only for her father to announce to the family that he borrowed some money from Ice Pick. The name alone made her mother, Mrs Johnson and her siblings, Martins and Sophie trembled but only Sophia was listening with a straight expression as she doesn't know who Ice Pick was and doesn't care to know even thought the name sounds familiar to her.
~~ The Next Morning ~~Sophia woke up from her Dreamland when she heard a familiar voice screaming and yawned loudly."Wooh, who could be disturbing my sleep this early morning""I'm sure it's that little spoilt brat" she stated grumpily referring to Sophie as she lazily climbed down the bed."Dad, pls help me… Daaaaddd" she heard again. Sophie's voice sounds like she has been crying.'Is she crying?' she thought."And why is she crying?" She mumbled and hissed as she made her way to the living room and then she remembered last night events. Her father's talk about one ruthless guy."Ooh, I can't remember his name again" she hitted her forehead repeatedly like someone who is trying to remember something.'Or is he here' her eyes popped out at the thought of that as she took her steps slowly trying to peep to the living room."Dad pleaseeee" Sophie's voice faded away."Help me talk to him, mum. Dad pleaseeee"And just then immediately Sophi
"I'll surely pay your money back, Ice Pick. Just extend the time a little bit. I'll surely pay you. I promise with my life" a rich man in his late forties knelt down with a pleading eye in the front of a cold looking but handsome guy of twenty five years old who is not ready to accept the old man pleas."Your life isn't worth my money, Johnson" the younger man bent down to the older man level."We had an agreement. You know that, right" he continued as he stood up."You shouldn't have promise on your life, you should have bet on your family. How about that?" he smirked looking down at the man."Please, Ice Pick. Let's leave my family out of this. I'll pay you your money, please" Mr Johnson pleaded."Let's see how that goes then. See me at your doorstep tomorrow morning" Ice Pick walked away as his boots sound filled the hallway."And I heard you have a beautiful daughter" he stopped on his tracks."My daughter?? Which of them?" Mr Johnson gasped in fright
It was a beautiful Friday morning for the Daniels.Lisa was in the kitchen preparing the family's breakfast when her phone beeped in the living room."What message is that, Alicia" she called to her junior sister who was in the living room cleaning."It's a message from JS Dynamo companies" Alicia answered after few seconds."It kinda sound familiar. What company is that" Alicia added as she walked towards the kitchen with the phone in her hand."It's the company I applied for a job in" Lisa answered as she stirred the pastry on the cooker."What does the message read" she requested as she glanced Alicia who was standing at the kitchen's door watching her sister's every moves.Alicia unlocked the phone with the password which was her name - Alicia."Congratulations, Miss Lisa Daniels. You have been signed for the post of personal secretary to the CEO - Mr Smith. You're to resume your duty on Monday, 7th June, 2021. Thanks
Crown Prince Reagan, the eldest son of Harry IV, the king of Estados who ruled over the second strongest territory of Idaho. The Prince due to his intelligence and the smart way he used blades and swords, winning a lot of award from battlefields was made the Duke of Idaho without a Duchess. The people believed he can handle everything as he was defined as capable and perfect. King Harry IV on the other hand grew old and ill. He couldn't manage or handle the Nation effectively due to his mental state instability and his son, Prince Reagan had to take over as Harry V but the Ministers requested of him to be married first. Prince Reagan wasn't in a relationship with a maiden or a Royal Lady and so the Marriage must take place. His mother, Queen Tuna and Lord Rory - the Duke ruling over Iowa territory planned on making an Arranged Marriage to take place as he agreed on giving out her second daughter, Lady Vessa but Prince Reagan disagreed immediately and stat
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