There's no doubt that he already impregnated lots of ladies, with his cheeky good boy look that comes a bad boy underneath. Girls loved to see that, and bonus because he's rich.
Blanche touched the back of his neck, a splendor of coldness caressed her, and once again she was back to what she's doing since she was young.
From the very first hunting spree to the last. Blanche found the same warmth on him when she traveled her gaze to his scared one. Just like him. It wasn't his fault why he turned out like this.
He was just skin and bones that time but he has a happy teen spirit, at least before his father landed a punch on his face.
"You're a disgrace to our family!"
He touched his bruised cheek. His jaw turns numb after the blow made by his father, but what's more distressing was the fact that he doesn't know what hurts the most; w
"It's easy." Blanche passed through the kitchen door with a waffle half-eaten and wireless earbuds were on her ears while listening to what Hent was instructing her. She has gotten another MTK, but this time, she swore to kill him to end his misery. She sat in the hotel living room and opened the folder with the information of Xian Cheng. "He always goes to the rooftop of his company at night and he was so concerned about his looks." The sun was setting down and Blanche ended her briefing with Hent, she stretched her arms and finished the rest of her waffles before grabbing her cardigan and stepped out of the hotel. The big Christmas was the main attraction of the hotel lounge, no doubt, it was covered with fake snow and was surrounded by a sting barrier that they'd opened on Christmas eve. &nb
"Mission Complete."As soon as Blanche heard Misha barged in her room and blurted that out, she snapped and jump to her feet and saw the grinning face of Misha."Great job, Misha." Astolfo stepped out of his room and smiled at Misha. "Just like what I expected you'd do. Swift."Misha replied with a nod and turned her head to Blanche. "How about you, seventy-two?"Blanche raised one of her brows in return. "Did you finish doing the memo I gave you?"Misha folded her arms across her chest, she sat on the red sofa and stretched her legs on the center table. "Why would I do that? I don't see why's that necessary."Blanche knew that something was wrong on the day Misha showed and blurted her accomplishment. Her mouth went agape, she never saw Moss after they'd finished their mission, yet she needed his presence mor
Blanche was too late. Before she could turn around Noa threw her hands up and threw the chocolate bar in her direction. "Dada!" Blanche and Farah were horrified with what Noa blurted and before they could turn their heads to the man Noa called, he was already in the middle of entering his red range rover. Another man in a black suit assisted him and got to the other side of the door before they accelerated and two other black cars tailed them. "Cleo?" Farah called, she's helping Noa wiped her chocolate filled-mouth with a wet towel. "Are you alright? You look pale." Farah reached for her shoulder and tap it slightly. Blanche blinked and Farah pointed out at her bottom. "I'm sorry, Noa ruined your clothes." "No, it's fine. By the way, I gotta go to the apartment now!" S
"My name's Blanche." Blanche held her breath as she stood on the podium with lots of people wearing black jumpsuits. She was in the dome, specifically in front of the specials and behind the privileged. Red words flashed on the big screen in capital letters, they spelled out her name and Blanche noticed the smirked etched on the man before her. "You're the girl," he muttered, unlike any other, the man was wearing a black three-piece business suit with a cowboy hat, he looked like someone who trades in with money than special. As Blanche thought, she was proclaimed today as one with them. With the hierarchy they made, it's safe to say that Blanche moved on to the third part of the pyramid, just below the highest part. "And I'm here for the position to be one of the specials." Blanche bit the insides of her ch
It was like a child playing in the sandbox in Central Park. He was with his toy dinosaurs and lego blocks. He was contented for a while not until some other kids arrived and stole his toys. "It was nothing," he said, but Blanche can hear the crack in his voice. Blanche closed the door behind her and the bag of croquettes they bought down on his coffee table. She watched as he entered his room and the door parallel to his, it was painted with a cream color. It was done just only a few days ago, the fresh paint still lingered on her nostrils taking the sight of the smooth painted door. The contract was nowhere to be found. The door was cold, it was like no one has ever touched it from all the days she's been gone. It was like the contract never existed. The door in his room opened ,he turned around and saw Ace holding a s
Breaking News: Billionaire Businessman Xian Cheng was found dead in his father's secret den. (5-minute read) CEO of a famous textile company was found stabbed to death in The Kingdom (the name of his father's secret den) on a Saturday evening. It was said that he was already dead 3 days ago before authorities found his body through a mysterious intel they got in an online platform called Chat****. (Image of him outside his mansion in Malibu.) It was said that he was seen entering the Kingdom with his bodyguards three days ago and was startled by a sudden false alarm in the building. The bodyguards quickly cleared the area leaving the chance of Xian Cheng being killed. The Kingdom was established on the underground of his textile company (inherited by his father). It was reported that this was a den for gambling, sextortion, excessive alcohol consumption, drugs, smo
The blinding lights danced with the people as they tried to tune up with the rock music that was being played. It was nothing compared to the first time Blanche went to the Drollery. There's a podium with a pole on the side just before the stage and the bar, people partying have red cups and some of them were sitting on the spiral staircase that led to a VIP lounge. It was more like a club now than a drollery. As Ainé has said, there's a tradition every month that turn the drollery into a club and that the entertainers have their room to meet and greet fans of them. That's why, Blanche was also here, standing in the Drollery after the moon showed up, clutching her handbag tightly, she adjust the strap of her black dress. She was told to come dressed as someone who wants to join the party, so she wore her black heels with red soles and a spaghetti strap little black dress that ends j
"I hate you."Blanche turn away and crossed her arms, she was about to leave when a strong arm pulled her arms and forced her to face him."This is just a misunderstanding." He tried to sound convincing but Blanche couldn't buy it, she glowered at him. Ace became restless, his arms couldn't stay on his side, his face display fear, contemplation, and nervousness as if he was trying to prove himself to an honorable judge on a moot court.The woman whom Blanche found together with him, stood there with her arms on her side, her grey party dress was disheveled from the hem proving that she was doing something with her employee that wasn't written on the rules.The door was closed and only the muffled cries of those party people and beat of the music can be heard on such a secluded VIP lounge of him."I told you, you got it all wrong she was just trying to help me put my clothes on because I sprained my arm afte