In the Knights' mansion, Onyx, Tomi, and Zild were in the living room, trying to calm Raizen down, whose anger was evident in his face and presence due to another employee of the Knights Advertising Agency committing a crime. Raizen had a short fuse and hated being fooled, especially when it came to their company. It was one of the things Ash avoided – Raizen losing his temper with people who were good at doing wrong behind their backs but couldn't hide what they did. And now, they could see Raizen's anger, that he wouldn't forgive the betrayal of one of their employees, and they knew how Raizen punished someone who angered him. "Dude, don't take action right away! We talked about this with Ash, right?" Onyx reminded Raizen, who emotionlessly turned to him, but his anger was evident in his aura. "Do you think I'll let them get away with what they did, Onyx? After what my investigator told me on the phone? They're ruining our company behind our backs?! After they blocked the shippi
"WHAT? ARE YOU CRAZY?!" Aza's voice cracked, a mixture of disbelief and outrage lacing her words. The air in the office seemed to crackle with her fury. Her friends, huddled around her, looked like deer caught in headlights. They had just dropped a bombshell on her, a prospect so ludicrous it made her head spin. She had just arrived at Oz Advertising, her heart heavy with the weight of their struggling company, a venture they'd built together from the ground up. She never expected to be greeted with such devastating news."Aza, calm down, okay? Hear us out before you go ballistic," C.C. said, her voice soothing but firm. She gently guided Aza towards the office couch, her eyes filled with concern. They could see the shock etched on Aza's face, a stark contrast to her usual vibrant energy."Yeah, relax," Mia chimed in, her voice laced with a nervous laugh. She sat beside Aza, her hand reaching out to squeeze her friend's arm."Listen first before you start whining! You're always so dra
Knights 01: The Five Knights and MeIn Aza's room, a whirlwind of silk and whispered anxieties swirled. Her three best friends, a chaotic symphony of clashing opinions, debated the crucial matter of her outfit for the impending date with the loathsome Wilton. The previous night had been a restless one for Aza, haunted by unsettling premonitions of the evening ahead—an evening she was dreading with every fiber of her being. The very thought of spending time with a man she despised sent shivers down her spine.Aza, a romantic at heart, harbored a deep-seated yearning for a fairytale wedding—a vision of herself in a flowing gown, embarking on a lifetime of love and family. But the reality was a cruel mockery of her dreams. She was being forced into a date, a potential precursor to a marriage, with a man she found utterly repulsive, all for the sake of their beloved, but failing, Oz Company. The weight of their shared dream pressed down on her, a heavy cloak of responsibility.A perfect l
The restaurant shimmered, a kaleidoscope of soft light and hushed conversations, but Aza felt utterly trapped. Seated opposite Wilton, their table nestled near the glass wall, she felt exposed, her unease a palpable thing in the air. The journey to the restaurant had been a torturous exercise in forced politeness; Wilton’s unwavering smile, a constant, intense gaze that felt more like a spotlight than a gesture of affection, had grated on her nerves. Each forced smile she returned felt like a tiny betrayal, a concession to a situation she desperately wanted to escape. The weight of Oz’s precarious financial situation pressed down on her, making even the smallest act of defiance feel impossible."Please, let this day be over," she silently pleaded, her eyes involuntarily drifting to Wilton. His smile had broadened, a triumphant curve that sent a shiver of apprehension down her spine.A torrent of self-deprecating thoughts flooded her mind. Who would ever marry someone like him? she mus
Later that night, a heavy silence hung in the air of Aza's small apartment. She sat slumped on the sofa, the weight of the evening's events pressing down on her like a physical burden. The room felt charged with unspoken anxieties, the air thick with the unspoken tension of a crisis barely contained. Lena, her usually cheerful face etched with worry, stood before her, her voice a low, steady stream of concern. Mia and C.C. sat on the edge of their seats, their faces mirroring Aza's apprehension. The comfortable familiarity of their shared space felt strangely oppressive tonight.The unspoken accusation hung heavy in the air: Why had Aza run away? The question wasn't just about propriety; it was about the potential consequences, the risks they had all taken.Aza's heart ached with guilt. The thought of enduring another moment with Wilton, of enduring his unsettling advances, had been unbearable. The memory of his possessive gaze, the chilling implications of his words, still sent shive
The morning sun streamed through the window, painting Aza's room in a warm, golden light. She was lost in a dream, a beautiful, swirling dream where she was dancing with Ashlan, the second Knight. His eyes, a captivating shade of blue, held hers as he leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a tender, lingering kiss. A soft smile played on her lips, even in her sleep, as the warmth of his touch lingered in her memory. But the dream was shattered by a gentle tap on her cheek, a persistent voice breaking through the haze of slumber."Aza, you need to wake up!" Lena's voice, laced with a hint of urgency, sliced through the remnants of her dream. Aza turned over, burying her face in the pillow, her eyes still heavy with sleep."Lena, five more minutes, please. I'm still tired," she mumbled, her voice thick with sleep. Lena, however, wasn't having it. She shook Aza's arm, her touch insistent."Lena..." Aza groaned, her voice a sleepy protest."No! You need to wake up, Aza. Get up, now!
In the Five Knights' mansion, Aza sat straight on a single sofa, her gaze fixed on the five knights before her. She felt like she was being interrogated for a crime she didn't commit. She wondered why only Raizen Titus Yvanov was seated while the others, like Ash, stood beside and behind him. Aza thought it was because he was a prince, hence their positions. Psh, there's discrimination happening here! Aza thought. Ash, my crush, might get tired from standing. And why did he change clothes so quickly? I was enjoying looking at his abs— Aza quickly shook her head, scolding herself for the thoughts that came to mind. "Am I already being a perv?" Aza whispered to herself, disturbed by her own thoughts. "Speak, woman!" Aza flinched slightly at the sound of Raizen's voice. She could feel his authoritative aura. "H-huh?" Aza stammered, noticing Raizen's emotionless gaze fixed on her. Ugh, I hate that look. He really is the Cold Prince. Aza thought, feeling the coldness in Raizen's gaz
You know that feeling of awkwardness? That’s exactly how I felt at that moment, secretly watching the four Knights I was having dinner with. The plan I’d been forming to find them had been swept away by fate, bringing me right to their doorstep. Was this a sign? A sign that Oz would rise again, and I could finally fall for Ash?I couldn’t help but steal glances at them. Onyx Samaniego, he looked like a decent guy, the kind you wouldn’t suspect of playing with women’s hearts. He seemed kind, someone who wouldn’t do anything crazy. His good looks were truly deceptive. Then I secretly looked at Tomi Hideki, this half-Japanese guy. I wondered if during my temporary stay here, I would experience his craziness. I guess I should be nervous in the coming days. Then I looked at Zild Benitez, who was quietly eating. This guy, you rarely hear him speak. He’d just surprise you when he felt like it. He was so mysterious. And then Ash… I couldn’t help but be surprised when I saw him looking at me.
In the Knights' mansion, Onyx, Tomi, and Zild were in the living room, trying to calm Raizen down, whose anger was evident in his face and presence due to another employee of the Knights Advertising Agency committing a crime. Raizen had a short fuse and hated being fooled, especially when it came to their company. It was one of the things Ash avoided – Raizen losing his temper with people who were good at doing wrong behind their backs but couldn't hide what they did. And now, they could see Raizen's anger, that he wouldn't forgive the betrayal of one of their employees, and they knew how Raizen punished someone who angered him. "Dude, don't take action right away! We talked about this with Ash, right?" Onyx reminded Raizen, who emotionlessly turned to him, but his anger was evident in his aura. "Do you think I'll let them get away with what they did, Onyx? After what my investigator told me on the phone? They're ruining our company behind our backs?! After they blocked the shippi
As Aza and Ash arrived at a mall, they walked side by side inside, where Aza saw many people who had come to the mall. Most of those who went to the mall were young people, whom Aza saw with excitement on their faces, as if they couldn't wait. And as Aza looked around, she could tell that something was happening at the mall they went to with Ash."There are so many people at the mall today, most of the people I see are young women." Aza commented."I think they went to the mall for the newly opened store here, I just saw their promotional ads outside the mall. I think that's why there are so many people here at the mall today." Ash said, smiling, which made Aza nod."Is that so? It seems like that store is nice because people are really going there." Aza said, when the incident of almost becoming Raizen's pet lion's dinner suddenly came to her mind.She really couldn't believe that one of the handsome parts of the Five Knights had a pet lion inside their mansion and it was legal to ke
The Answer:Knights 08: The Five Knights and Me-THIRD PERSON P.O.V-As soon as Ash and the others arrived at the Knight Mansion, Raizen angrily threw his suitcase down. They had been feeling his hot temper during the trip, so even Tomi couldn't joke around."DEKÁRA TO! AFTOÍ THA POTÉ PAÍRNO MAKRIÁ AFTÓ! (Damn it! They will never get away with this.)" Raizen said firmly and angrily.Raizen was in a bad mood today because they found out that some of their company's employees had been secretly selling the magazines produced by KAC for a large sum. Raizen was even angrier because they dared to deny it in front of them and lie."Chill your highness, they won't get away with what they did. They will pay for betraying the Knight Advertising Company." Onyx calmed Raizen down, who slumped down on the sofa, his jaw clenched in anger."They test my patience! Gamó tous! (Fvck them!)" Raizen cursed, which made Ash sit on the sofa opposite him."Let's just investigate properly who ordered them to
The next day, I woke up early even though I was a little annoyed from sleeping because of that grumpy guy. I'm in the living room now with Ash and the three of them are standing in front of me. They look so handsome standing in front of me because they're wearing suits because they're going to their company today, which is the Knights Advertising Company. It's undeniable that the three Five Knights are really handsome, but Ash really stands out in my eyes because he's kind to me."You'll be okay here if we leave, right?" Ash asked me.If he's always kind to me like that and seems to be worried, I might fall for him completely. It's just a crush now, what about in the coming days? I can't help but get excited just thinking about it."Of course, Ash. I'll probably just clean here so I won't get bored." I said smiling at my prince charming."You're not our maid to clean, right?" Tomi said to me, smiling, which made me turn to him."Oh, it's okay! It's better than just sitting here, right
You know that feeling of awkwardness? That’s exactly how I felt at that moment, secretly watching the four Knights I was having dinner with. The plan I’d been forming to find them had been swept away by fate, bringing me right to their doorstep. Was this a sign? A sign that Oz would rise again, and I could finally fall for Ash?I couldn’t help but steal glances at them. Onyx Samaniego, he looked like a decent guy, the kind you wouldn’t suspect of playing with women’s hearts. He seemed kind, someone who wouldn’t do anything crazy. His good looks were truly deceptive. Then I secretly looked at Tomi Hideki, this half-Japanese guy. I wondered if during my temporary stay here, I would experience his craziness. I guess I should be nervous in the coming days. Then I looked at Zild Benitez, who was quietly eating. This guy, you rarely hear him speak. He’d just surprise you when he felt like it. He was so mysterious. And then Ash… I couldn’t help but be surprised when I saw him looking at me.
In the Five Knights' mansion, Aza sat straight on a single sofa, her gaze fixed on the five knights before her. She felt like she was being interrogated for a crime she didn't commit. She wondered why only Raizen Titus Yvanov was seated while the others, like Ash, stood beside and behind him. Aza thought it was because he was a prince, hence their positions. Psh, there's discrimination happening here! Aza thought. Ash, my crush, might get tired from standing. And why did he change clothes so quickly? I was enjoying looking at his abs— Aza quickly shook her head, scolding herself for the thoughts that came to mind. "Am I already being a perv?" Aza whispered to herself, disturbed by her own thoughts. "Speak, woman!" Aza flinched slightly at the sound of Raizen's voice. She could feel his authoritative aura. "H-huh?" Aza stammered, noticing Raizen's emotionless gaze fixed on her. Ugh, I hate that look. He really is the Cold Prince. Aza thought, feeling the coldness in Raizen's gaz
The morning sun streamed through the window, painting Aza's room in a warm, golden light. She was lost in a dream, a beautiful, swirling dream where she was dancing with Ashlan, the second Knight. His eyes, a captivating shade of blue, held hers as he leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a tender, lingering kiss. A soft smile played on her lips, even in her sleep, as the warmth of his touch lingered in her memory. But the dream was shattered by a gentle tap on her cheek, a persistent voice breaking through the haze of slumber."Aza, you need to wake up!" Lena's voice, laced with a hint of urgency, sliced through the remnants of her dream. Aza turned over, burying her face in the pillow, her eyes still heavy with sleep."Lena, five more minutes, please. I'm still tired," she mumbled, her voice thick with sleep. Lena, however, wasn't having it. She shook Aza's arm, her touch insistent."Lena..." Aza groaned, her voice a sleepy protest."No! You need to wake up, Aza. Get up, now!
Later that night, a heavy silence hung in the air of Aza's small apartment. She sat slumped on the sofa, the weight of the evening's events pressing down on her like a physical burden. The room felt charged with unspoken anxieties, the air thick with the unspoken tension of a crisis barely contained. Lena, her usually cheerful face etched with worry, stood before her, her voice a low, steady stream of concern. Mia and C.C. sat on the edge of their seats, their faces mirroring Aza's apprehension. The comfortable familiarity of their shared space felt strangely oppressive tonight.The unspoken accusation hung heavy in the air: Why had Aza run away? The question wasn't just about propriety; it was about the potential consequences, the risks they had all taken.Aza's heart ached with guilt. The thought of enduring another moment with Wilton, of enduring his unsettling advances, had been unbearable. The memory of his possessive gaze, the chilling implications of his words, still sent shive
The restaurant shimmered, a kaleidoscope of soft light and hushed conversations, but Aza felt utterly trapped. Seated opposite Wilton, their table nestled near the glass wall, she felt exposed, her unease a palpable thing in the air. The journey to the restaurant had been a torturous exercise in forced politeness; Wilton’s unwavering smile, a constant, intense gaze that felt more like a spotlight than a gesture of affection, had grated on her nerves. Each forced smile she returned felt like a tiny betrayal, a concession to a situation she desperately wanted to escape. The weight of Oz’s precarious financial situation pressed down on her, making even the smallest act of defiance feel impossible."Please, let this day be over," she silently pleaded, her eyes involuntarily drifting to Wilton. His smile had broadened, a triumphant curve that sent a shiver of apprehension down her spine.A torrent of self-deprecating thoughts flooded her mind. Who would ever marry someone like him? she mus