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After I had read several pages of Beverly’s journal, it was overwhelming, and I could feel a headache starting to form. Because I had no idea what this meant, and why now? I'm so confused and upset. It's like she knew this would happened to her. And the way this journal sounds like she's been planning for it for some time. But I couldn't resist going back to her bedside once more, running over with emotions. “Yes! It is unfair for you to drop all of this in my lap with you in this condition!" Beverly, I’m so angry with you right now! Why? Why? Did this have to happen to you? I broke down and cried. It was disheartening not to hear her respond and yet so stressful to absorb all this new information. I took a moment to close my eyes, trying to find some calm before diving back into the reading. It was the only line of communication I had to get answers and to see what lay ahead or what I was about to uncover.Dynasty, even at a young age, you have gained many experiences that give y
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The Adversary Dark Prince (POV) When people notice the jagged scar on my arm, their eyes often widen with worry, and they jump to conclusions that are far from the truth. It's a common reaction, especially in a world where scars usually hint at pain or violence. But this scar tells a different story—it's not a sign of suffering; it's a symbol of something beautiful and meaningful in my life. Each curve and line of the scar represents resilience and a deep bond that has lasted through challenges, showing that not all scars are reminders of hurt. Instead, it reminds me of love and the strength I've gained along my journey.Albanian Mission: I sprint through the shadowy interior of what appears to be a long-abandoned yacht, the air thick with a musty odor and the echoes of creaking wood beneath my hurried footsteps. The sound of my breath, ragged and desperate, fills the air. My heart pounds in my chest as I catch sight of a cluster of frightened women, their bare limbs trembling and s
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A Week Later After Albanian MissionI stand here gazing out my office window, which overlooks the city of Seoul. The city lights begin to twinkle like a star-studded sky, and the distant sounds of traffic and people add a comforting hum to the evening. The air was cool, carrying the faint scent of street food and the promise of a peaceful night. I smile to myself as I look around my large plush office, taking in the reality of my achievements. I reflect on how I had successfully negotiated my first and very tense but crucial business deal as Vice President for my father's multimillion-dollar empire. The notion that I was now the VP still hasn't sunk in yet. But this deal proves I have the knack for it. My phone rang. I look at the caller ID. It is the phone call I have been anticipating this evening. It’s my father, a man whose approval I have always sought, on the other end of the line."Did you manage to handle that situation for me?" he inquires, a hint of expectation in his tone.
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Who Did This To My Father?My heart was heavy with the weight of my responsibility to oversee my father's business and protect our family's legacy. It was a duty I took on with pride, but as I stepped out of the sterile hospital environment, a wave of confusion and dread washed over me. I felt the urgent need to get to Baek's office, longing for answers, yet at the same time, I was terrified of what those answers might reveal. When I finally arrived, I was met with a revelation that was both shocking and deeply unsettling—a truth that turned my world upside down and left me grappling with a turmoil I had never anticipated."Good evening. I'm here to see Mr. Baek." Victor Choi's voice resonated in the polished office, greeting the poised woman seated behind the sleek, modern desk. Her eyes briefly flicked from her computer screen to Victor, her tone smooth and authoritative. "Let me inform Mr. Baek that you have arrived."Jung-soon, Gregory Baek's efficient secretary, relayed the mess
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“Victor, please, take a seat.” Greg’s voice held an edge of urgency that made Victor’s stomach churn. “What I’ve uncovered about the company and its dealings is unlike anything I’ve encountered in my years as a private investigator. What your father and Nick have stepped into is no ordinary business venture; it’s something far more sinister.”Unease coiled tightly within Victor as Greg’s words hung in the air. Shadows danced in his mind, and a heavy weight settled in his chest, suffocating his thoughts as he grappled with the implications of their involvement. “Have you had any contact with Nick Vinerilli in the last few days?” Greg’s intensity remained steadfast, eyes searching Victor’s for answers.“To be honest, no,” Victor replied, his voice barely above a whisper. “I heard he was in Europe on an extended business trip.” The words felt hollow, echoing the increasing dread gnawing at him. As Victor mulled over Nick’s unexpected absence, a cold shiver of foreboding ran down his spi
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The Man In My Life:Leaning my hand on the door frame, I took a moment to collect myself as a wave of emotions washed over me. "Whew! Where are all these feelings coming from?" I thought. I felt a deep sense of frustration at being overwhelmed. My hand hovered above the doorknob, and a tight knot formed in my stomach as I remembered my dad in that sterile hospital room—in a place he didn't belong. Entering this space was so difficult; I almost expected him to be sitting behind his desk, as he always had been. But now it felt more like a battleground to enter; the man I recalled as so brave and who would fight against anyone was now so weak. This room, once a sanctuary for him amidst the noise of us kids, kept up. It was the one room in the house he could go to and reflect on how to endure all his trials, challenges, and secrets. Taking a deep breath, I twisted the knob and pushed the door open.As I stepped inside, a rush of cool, stale air met me, carrying with it the faint, bittersw
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Here We Come: Feeling uncertain, I pushed aside all my thoughts about finding the pink envelope on my father’s desk and the piece of paper with that appointment on it. Telling myself. “It’s probably nothing significant.” My eyes fell on the black cell phone on his desk, a sign of past conversations I had about it with my father.The phone always stays on its charger, ready for emergencies. Just beyond the top drawer lies a collection of secrets, hidden and mysterious files. These secrets are like unspoken threats, always nearby but out of sight, reminding me of the danger that might be lurking. But I was never allowed to have access to them. They were kept under lock and key.He has held onto those files and that old phone for years. It has never made a sound—until last week. For the first time, it chimed, a brief but unique ringtone that echoed in the quiet room. I happened to be here that day and I heard it. But before I could answer it, the call ended, the caller hung up. This str
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Dynasty POV ChicagoI realized that the more I delved into the information that Beverly—my mother—left behind for me, the more I could feel it transforming who I was becoming each day. As I stepped into my new, sparsely furnished high-rise apartment in a beautiful part of Chicago, I let out a sigh. It had been twenty long years since I last lived in this city; my memories from that time are faint and tinged with pain. Now, it feels almost surreal that Beverly, the last family I have, wants me to revisit all those buried, hurtful memories.As I settled into my seat for the long flight from Paris to Chicago, a quiet hum enveloped me, but it couldn’t drown out the whirlwind of emotions churning inside. My fingers hovered nervously over the files on my laptop, each one a possible trigger for tears I fought hard to keep at bay. In this cramped space, surrounded by strangers, a sense of panic began to creep in. I suddenly had to face the tangled mess of my past, especially the life of the w
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Eyes Only On You“Miss Angelique,” Daeseung's voice dripped with a charm that hinted at his undeniable attraction, his smile lively and inviting. “Would you do me the honor of dancing with me?”Her face lit up with pure joy, a radiant expression that stole her attention from everything else, like sunlight bursting through a heavy cloud cover.“The pleasure would be all mine; I would absolutely adore dancing with you, Daeseung,” she exclaimed, her voice soaring like a melody, enchanting everyone within earshot. As she shifted her gaze to me, her lips blossomed into a smile so magnetic it felt as if the entire room had leaned in closer to bask in its warmth.“Mr. Choi, it was truly wonderful meeting you. Enjoy the party and the rest of your night!” I returned her smile, a quiet acknowledgment, while she and Daeseung glided away in perfect harmony. A soft heat flared in the air as I allowed myself to watch her again. I noticed how Daeseung’s hand rested possessively on the small of Angel
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The Dark Prince:My mind is a whirlwind of activity, a natural consequence of my profession. I find my eyes perpetually scanning the crowd, attentive to every hand gesture and flicker of body language, always aware of potential exits. With an eagle-eyed focus, I absorb the vibrant tapestry of my surroundings, filing away details in my expansive memory. Yet, amidst all this observation, one sight caught my attention: the grand staircase, alive with movement. Guests flowed down the ornate steps, laughter intertwining seamlessly with the upbeat melodies from the live band, creating a palpable energy in the air.I'm particularly adept at reading people; it's a skill I've honed despite the intricate nuances of human behavior. Being on American soil ignited the instincts from my Special Ops training, making keen observation essential. I had to remain inconspicuous while I surveyed the scene, so I took a casual sip of my drink, flashing a disarming smile at the extravagantly dressed people w
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"Chicago! Ha, ha! This city is bursting with glamour, excitement, and energy tonight!" Seungchan exclaimed excitedly, peering out the window, his eyes full of spark and curiosity as we drove through the lively streets. Admittedly, I felt the energy, but I kept my cool. I nodded my head in agreement with his remarks. The night was alive with energy, filled with the sounds of music spewing from all the fancy nightclubs and the laughter of people on the street. Walking about all dressed in elegant clothing, no doubt heading to various parties to bring in the new year. I watched them mingling and enjoying themselves against all the skyscraper buildings and stunning city lights. The guys had all the windows down in our stylish black limousine, which was filled with the smells of delicious food. We came to a smooth stop in front of an impressive 5-star luxury hotel, its exterior shining like a jewel in the center of the city."Wow! Just look at this luxury! Your boss must be doing incredib
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Dynasty (POV)Glancing at the beautifully designed clock on my wall, I felt an excitement wave over me, like fireworks lighting the night sky. Only a few hours remained until I would attend the much-awaited Gala—an event everyone had been buzzing about for weeks. Holding my iPad tightly, I could almost hear my friend's encouraging words echoing in my mind. Beverly, my dear mother, an experienced Gala-goer, always knew how to boost my confidence and excitement for such occasions. The memory of her words sparked a fire of anticipation for the fun that lay ahead.Taking a deep breath, I pulled myself out of my cozy bed, my heart racing excitedly. Walking to the bathroom, I removed my comfy t-shirt and light underwear, enjoying freedom. I carefully placed curlers under a bright polka-dotted shower cap, treating my hair as I prepared for a refreshing shower.Searching through a lovely wicker basket filled with fragrant soaps and fancy lotions, I picked out my favorite body wash. The delight
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Pov - Mr. ChoiThe aircraft gently descended through the clouds, a subtle shift in its movement signaling our approach to the destination. Victor and Greg, still lost in the tranquility of sleep, were oblivious to the awakening world around them. The rest of us, however, were stirring, shaking off the remnants of sleep as O'Hare International Airport came into view, a vibrant cityscape teeming with life."Wow! I'm actually in America!" one of the guys exclaimed, his eyes ablaze with excitement. A collective sigh of relief swept over us, a tangible sign that the arduous 15-hour journey, marked by turbulence that jolted our bodies, was finally over. Thank goodness we were in first class. I can only imagine what we would have had to endure being six feet tall and sitting in those cramped seats. It would have certainly tested our endurance, but the plane ride here was finally behind us. Daeseung, a ball of energy, leaned eagerly towards Victor and Greg."Hey, wake up! We've arrived!" he in
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Final Touches“Oh, absolutely! This event is shaping up beautifully! Hosting my first celebratory party has always been a dream, and it's unfolding just as I envisioned. To elevate the ambiance a notch, we definitely need a touch more elegance. So, Angela, what’s the ETA on those large sectional sofas in a stunning pearled hue? I’m eager to see how everything will come together!”“Oh, the furniture store will deliver them later this afternoon. Would you like them arranged around the room's perimeter to create a cozy circle around the dance floor?” Angela suggested.“Yes, that sounds perfect! It will enhance the overall aesthetic and provide guests with a comfortable spot to sit and enjoy their drinks. Now, how’s the progress going with the entertainment? I envision the dance floor as the true centerpiece of our celebration.”“I’ve been reaching out to several renowned bands from Chicago who excel at performing culturally rich songs, ensuring that all our guests can let loose and dance
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AnticipationThe following morning, I stirred from sleep at precisely 7 a.m., a vibrant glow of excitement still coursing through me from the unforgettable day spent with Ms. Tiffany Grand. She had transformed my transition into an extraordinary journey, and I could hardly contain my exuberance. As I stretched, I felt rejuvenated and invigorated by a newfound sense of sensuality and self-assurance. For the first time, I was genuinely thrilled to step into my authentic self, ready to unveil both my striking new appearance and my bold attitude.With the onset of the mission looming just one day away, I could sense the anticipation coiling within me, mingled with a flutter of anxiety. I was determined to channel both energy and serenity; as CEO, I had a responsibility to lead my own team of Jewels, stepping out of the shadow of Beverly's guidance and into the spotlight myself. It was a crucial moment for my small yet talented staff—each member uniquely gifted and brimming with potential—a
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The Transformation:As the countdown to the much-anticipated party reached its final moments, an exhilarating wave of urgency washed over me. I felt a surge of adrenaline compelling me to tackle the extensive list of tasks that lay ahead. There was no room for raw emotions or tears in the whirlwind of preparations that awaited me. My heartbeat quickened as I navigated through my contacts, driven by the desire to reach out to Beverly's enchanting haven in Chicago, Tiffany's. This high-end boutique wasn’t just a shopping destination but an exquisite escape renowned for its opulent shopping experiences and decadent spa treatments. Guests were treated to complete makeovers that transformed them into the very essence of elegance and sophistication, making each visitor feel like royalty amidst the lavish surroundings.“Hi, my name is Dynasty DuBois,” I announced, my voice steady but bubbling with excitement.“Ah, yes, we’ve been eagerly anticipating your call!” came a smooth, cheerful respon
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Understanding Men: To my beautiful daughter, Dynasty, I don’t mean to bore you with many words. But we have always been two good communicators, and I hope you feel the same way. I hope and pray that you do feel the same way, even though this form of communication is new for us.I smile…Oh, Beverly, I know you want me to respond. It’s not just a rhetorical question. So I paused, almost becoming teary-eyed. No, Beverly, I’m not bored. I have felt so many emotions, but most of all, I have been enlightened, and my eyes have been opened. I have looked forward to our talks in this manner because you are not here physically in the flesh, but I know through your words in this journal that you are here speaking to me.Dynasty, you have been the most extraordinary child a mother could wish for. Your obedience and discipline throughout your childhood have been remarkable. You are an outstanding student and a classy young lady. I am incredibly proud of you for carrying yourself with dignity and g
