As she entered the store, her face, which was red earlier from embarrassment, had regained her previous color. She had a very big smile on her innocent face when she thought about how she was back in this store after weeks of absence.
The store held most of her good memories. As she looked around to see if there was a change, her eyes twinkled with excitement and anticipation, and her face devoid of any makeup. But that didn’t stop her from appearing charming. While she was observing the surroundings with her twinkling eyes and her lips arched in a small smile, many were entranced by her beauty. Her hair swayed from side to side as she looked around. Men were absorbed in her beauty, while women were jealous. Even though the dress she was wearing was worn-out and easily remarked upon, it was still overshadowed by her beauty. Aurora, oblivious to her surroundings, was still standing near the door when she was fetched by a servant who brought her to her table. There she saw her best friend. The shop was not a famous one but big enough to serve at least a hundred customers, thus in need of servants. They always took a table near the window to have a better view of what was happening outside. When she reached the usual table, she saw her friend Victoria glaring at her. She felt like she was walking on eggshells. When she reached the table and took a seat in front of her, her friend, who had been silent, turned toward the servant and ordered with a sweet smile. But when she turned her attention back to the girl in the blue dress sitting right in front of her, she clicked her tongue and said, "I hope you're aware that you are fifteen minutes late." Her voice was full of disapproval. Aurora, more than anyone, knew that Victoria hated lateness, bowed her head apologetically and mumbled a quick "sorry" before hearing her friend sigh on the other side. Just like that, she felt a pat on her head and looked up. "But since it’s you, how can I stay angry?" her friend’s voice was warm. When she looked up, the black eyes that were glaring at her earlier now held warmth. Her friend was wearing a light lime green sweater with a white top underneath and a navy blue knee-length skirt. Her black hair was styled in a blunt bob that fell to chin-length. Her friend was four years older than her. Victoria pulled out a card from her pocket and placed it on the table. With a smile, she explained, “This was given by Red Snow. She said I must take it and bring you to enjoy ourselves.” Aurora, who was looking at the bankcard on the table with doubt, her once apologetic face became serious. “Don’t you think that it’s strange that compared to the other members, she is showing a bit too much attention to us? And why didn’t you reject it?” she asked. Her voice was full of suspicion. Victoria looked baffled and waved her hand while shaking her head. “No, I really tried to avoid it, but my excuses were all in vain. You perfectly know how cunning she can be. In the end, tell me, what do we do with this?” she asked as she pointed at the card. Aurora looked at the card for a moment before answering, “Keep it. When the time comes, we will find a way to return it to her.” As the issue was resolved, she looked at Victoria with a smile on her face. "I hope you didn't bring me here just for that, right?" Before Vicky answered, a servant arrived and served what they commanded, cutting short their conversation. After placing everything on the table, the servant bowed and left. Aurora, who had her eyes roaming all over the table, her blue eyes brimming with anticipation and she was almost salivating, her friend who was observing everything laughed at her before assuring, "You foodie, you can start digging in. All that is present here right now is all yours." Aurora's eyes lit up as she saw the various plates in front of her; she felt like dreaming. After she finished exploring the various plates on the table, she didn't stand on ceremony and started with the warm goat cheese salad, a salad consisting of grilled goat cheese on toast, served on a bed of green vegetables with a light vinaigrette. When she placed the food in her mouth to taste it, she glanced left before swallowing it with enough difficulty. It didn’t suit her taste buds, but she had to finish it since she didn’t want to waste food, especially since she knew the feeling of not having food to eat. After three minutes, she was done with the food. She took a few sips of water from the glass on her left and moved on to the next food, which was the pasta buffet. After she did the same thing and ate without many problems, she felt like she was more in favor of the buffet rather than the appetizers. So, she finished it as quickly as possible before glancing at the tiramisu (an Italian dessert composed of layers of coffee-soaked biscuits, sweet mascarpone cheese, and dusted with cocoa powder) in front of her. Her eyes twinkled with anticipation. Why must she wait when the dessert was calling for her to have a taste. As she tasted it, her eyes widened in pleasant surprise as she felt the sweet taste in her mouth so tempting that she wanted to go for another bite. It was extremely sweet but not to the point of exaggeration, and so she enjoyed it to the fullest. She thought to herself that since she’s been eating, this was the best of all. When she was done eating, she felt slightly aggrieved but satisfied. Victoria, who was observing everything from the side, felt quite happy when looking at the girl in front of her, whom she considered as a sister, with warm loving eyes. She had remarked every detail to know that the only thing the girl really enjoyed was the dessert.As she observed Aurora eating, she knew that as Aurora tasted the food, her eyes kept glancing to the left, a proof that the food didn’t suit her. But she didn’t complain and ate the food in silence. She couldn't say anything; she remembered the day she confronted Aurora about the issue, but she just answered that food was precious. Even if you don’t enjoy it, you have to eat because others don’t get the chance to eat what you don’t like. Vicky felt deep down that it was just excuses. She didn’t get to eat warm food until she was satisfied because her aunt managed to prepare a meal that would easily satisfy the three family members, and Aurora got to eat the leftovers. But if she tried to help, that would be an additional burden placed on her. So she tried to minimize the pain she felt by inviting her from time to time.But she was far from imagining that since young Aurora had long washed away the hope that they would accept her, consider her as family. But everything was lost as tim
They started their engine and left at a moderate speed, leaving the butler behind. As they were driving on the road, Vicky moved closer to Aurora, who was looking ahead, and informed her, "We can't drive freely on this busy road. Let's go to Magnolia Corporation where we can drive at high speed to our heart's content."Magnolia is a fairly large corporation that is particularly based in motorcycle racing. Every year, international racers always come here to represent the country. Their race tracks are the best. Sometimes, children of the rich come either to bet on motor races or to race with their friends. Considering the space it takes, we can only find it at the outskirts of country M.Since both girls were in the middle of town, it took them 40 minutes to arrive at the racing track because there was no traffic jam. On their way, they stopped at a gas station to refuel their motorcycle. When they set foot at the race track, they were so amazed by the various tracks that their blood
While Vicky sped off, Aurora reduced her speed until the others were in front of her. She didn’t care about the race anymore. While still absentmindedly following the others, she didn’t notice the fact that the red reduced his speed. It was only when he was near her that she noticed it. “Hey, little one, do you think you can beat me in this race? Remember that you’re just a girl, and this place is not for girls like you,” he whispered, his voice rough and full of malicious intent. With that said, he pushed Aurora off the track.After seeing that she had fallen out of the racetrack, he placed both hands around his mouth and shouted, "Someone fell off the racetrack!" This prompted all the racers to stop. They all turned back and came in to assess the situation, putting aside their race. Everyone discussed how it happened. The red racer stomped his leg on the floor, saying, "I told you it wasn't good to have this girl with us. See the problems it's bringing us now," pointing as if he was
The tension was heavy among them. Sky, who heard the voice, felt a chill running down his spine. What she said was true; with her skills, an accident on her side was something impossible, which means that one of his friends must have pushed her away. But when he tried to guess, there were two that came to his mind: Weber, the brown one, had a fierce sense of competition but would not stoop low to the point of committing these types of mishaps. That left him with the red one, Jack, since he has a difficult personality to deal with and is also a bad loser. It can only be him since he must have felt threatened by both girls’ talent and decided to take care of the black one since she appeared to be the smallest and easiest to bully, but he must not have expected her to come back in such a way. He was still processing what happened when Vicky signaled him that they continue. He approached and asked, still surprised by what she said."How heartless can you be? You still want to continue th
Sky watched as the girls disappeared from his view before taking out his phone and making a call. "Find Jack Thomson and bring him to me," his voice as cold as ice, different from when he was talking to both girls. That was all him; he can smile and laugh with you, but when you step on his bad side, then he will become merciless, especially because he is from that family.As both girls left the Magnolia Corporation in haste, they reached the milk shop. It was already forty-five minutes past three, and the butler was already present, waiting for them. They parked right in front of him, got down from their bike, placed the helmet on the back of their bike, and walked towards the butler with a contented smile hanging on their lips.The butler bowed and smiled, “Welcome, Miss Vicky and Miss Aurora. Was the outing fruitful?” Vicky answered and started narrating what happened, except for the part where Aurora got into a little mishap. The butler nodded while listening attentively with great
As Aurora arrived home, she rushed directly into her bedroom and took off her black garments and underwear. She stepped into the bathroom to wash away the filth she accumulated during the day. The cold water gliding down her body felt so refreshing that she let out a comfortable sigh. She looked straight ahead as her mind drifted back to what happened earlier. She thought about those three men from earlier and let out a chuckle before her eyes darkened. (To think that I almost killed them, they must be lucky) she mused. She stepped out of the bathroom, already dressed, with a towel hanging on her head when her aunt entered her room. She looked at her aunt with an inquisitive look as it was the first time she ever entered her room. She would always send Nana if she had something to say, but her aunt merely glanced around in disgust before speaking, her voice as cold as usual. "Meet me in the parlor when you're done," she didn't even look at the girl in question before turning around
She opened the message only to see, "You must have received the mission already." She answered with a yes and dropped her phone back on the bed. But a few minutes later, her phone made another sound, and she picked it up only to see that it was another message from her friend: "When will you achieve the mission?" She pondered over the question before typing back, "In three days from now." After responding, she reduced all the volume on her phone and lay back on the bed, staring aimlessly at the ceiling until she fell asleep. When she woke up the next morning, the sun was already high up in the sky. She freshened up and went to the kitchen, only to see a family of three having breakfast together. "This will be a very long and torturous breakfast if I join them." She was about to turn back and leave when her eyes met those of her aunt. Her aunt smiled and warmly called her over"Join us for breakfast," she said, hearing it she had chills running down her spine. Her aunt must really be l
At first, she did ask me if I wanted to back out, but I refused because the fact of having a client asking for my services felt more pleasant, like someone needed me even if I was hiding behind another identity. Until she refrained from asking, but in the organization, there was no head. Since Vicky was the one to gather information about our different missions, she was like a switch connected to various computers. The slight difference is that the other computers didn’t know the identity of their colleagues. In the organization, she is known as ‘Shadow’. No one knew about her identity in the organization, but since she was the one to bring me into the group, I know about her. The only information she made me know was that I was the youngest.The organization itself was non-affiliated with any other groups or mafias, so even mafias can contact us for a job if they wish not to be suspected. The organization only has one rule, and that is no one is supposed to know the other's identity