Finally! The end of The Orient Express arc!
“Welcome, Miss Flora!” Said Ciel. Flora stood at the door of Claude Knightley’s manor. The manor was exceptionally gorgeous and spacious. Someone may get lost easily here. That’s why Ciel was waiting for Flora to help her get in. “That is extremely kind, sir” “You can just call me by my name” “You call me mine too!” “No, sir won’t like it!” Flora laughed believing he was just joking. Of course, he was not. It was night. There was a full moon, but most stars were hiding behind clouds. Flora felt a cool chill. She was surprised when Ciel asked her to sit in the garden. “Isn’t it a bit cold?” asked the girl. “We won’t be sitting outside. I am guiding you to the glass house,” responded Ciel Flora was astonished by the beautiful glasshouse. It was warm and calm. It smells good too due to Jasmine plants. Flora always adored jasmine. She remembered telling this to Claude, once. “It can’t be,” whispered the girl. Then, to make sure she asked Ciel: “Why is the Glasshouse fall of jasm
- You will be having a personal doctor, Miss La Candida. We can’t train recklessly due to your health condition. - I already had surgery to remove Cancer. - Still. You are not fully recovered. Else, the doctor said you are still carrying further treatments. - Which doctor? - Dr. Jade... - Jade?! - Did someone call me? Said Jade coming into the examination room. He was smiling sweetly and softly as always. Flora looked at him astonished and murmured: - Jack didn’t kill you? Jade laughed and answered: - I believe he didn’t. Mr. Knightley is protecting me and my family. We are having a new life away from the mafia. Flora almost cried from happiness. Jade is one of those people who helped her out of a good heart and pure humanity. He risked his life and didn't ask for anything in return. Moved by his act, Flora wanted to thank him yet she thought he didn’t make it out of Gotham since Claude never told her about him: - Dr. Jade, I wanted to tell you something. - Go ahead! - Th
Flora was very excited about her first mission. This mission is an easy one. Plus, Claude will accompany her. There’s nothing for her to be worried about since her silver knight is near. Flora hardly slept last night. And even asleep, she kept dreaming about the mission, the training, and Claude. Neither of those dreams was bad or stressful. They were all sweet. Flora was proud of herself and quite confident. That’s why she had no anxiety. Although a normal person would be very stressed under such circumstances.On the other hand, Claude had a hard night.Literally.The sweet delirium of the pretty drunk Flora didn’t get out of his head. He got hard over it. And tried his best to conceal the desire down his abdomen: He took a cold shower, tried to read, tried to paint. It was all for nothing, the desire kept eating his heart. He wasn’t even able to sleep. Almost midnight he called for the housekeeper: Mrs. Samantha.Mrs. Samantha was an old respectful lady. She was the one taking care
Flora came to the mansion at seven in the morning. She met the gentle housekeeper and was asked to wait in the dining hall where she was served breakfast.Claude woke up at six. He took a shower and locked his secret room before going to his private gym to exercise. At seven, he came back and showered again before meeting Flora in the dining hall:- Good morning, sir!Flora got up from her chair as she saw Claude coming in. She greeted him showing great excitement. That fresh spirit made the soul Claude refresh too:- It looks like you are ready!- I am!- Do you remember the plan?- Yes!- Your gun?- It is ready.- I trust you but make Vlad give it a look after breakfast. Meanwhile, Samantha will help you dress up and disguise.At eight, Flora came out of the dressing room wearing a classic dress. With good makeup and an elegant mousy wig, Flora looked very gorgeous and different. Claude barely canceled his astonishment seeing her:- You can be reassured. No one will identify you th
“I can’t believe it” Poor Flora was still shocked. Claude was laughing. Soon Cassius left his cabin and joined them:- Long time no see friend!- Cassius! Do you want to poorish me or something?- Pf! How funny! You can easily pay double that over hookers!This time was Claude’s turn to open his mouth in disbelief. Soon Cassius noticed the petite lady sitting near Claude and he cried:- I am sorry! I didn’t notice you have company! I apologize to my lady! I promise I was just kidding, my friend here is a very respectful man!Flora didn’t have the power to get into this madness. But she was super satisfied by the b*tch called Karma:- I am Cassius Bloom. A businessman.Flora shook hands with Cassius and replied:- I am Miss La Candida. I am Mister Knightley’s assistant. Ciel is too busy. Currently, I am helping him.- I see…Cassius seemed a bit confused: “I have heard your name before. Didn’t I?”- This is Flora. My Flora. replied Claude.- I can’t believe my eyes! Said Cassius. I did
Years ago there was a detective that tried to take down the mafia of Gotham. That detective was severely punished. First, they killed his wife, then they took his child hostage. The detective died trying to save his boy. The boy who witnessed the death of his father was sold mercilessly in the black market as a s*x slave. That boy made it out somehow and built a fortune out of nothing. That boy is now called Claude Knightley. And he is after revenge. Ninety minutes before blowing up the Black Auction House, Claude sent Flora away. Then he went with Cassius to another secret room in the department and waited. After some minutes, his men attacked the black auction. The cries and the shooting sound didn’t attract the attention of Claude. He was waiting for something else. Minutes later, the host of the auction came into the secret room where the secret exit was located. The host was accompanied by one of his very special guests: The Black Hand. Once coming in, the guards of The B
Carl woke up aching. The effect of drugs caused him a severe headache. He barely opened his eyes when he remembered everything: He and Charlotte got kidnapped by the mafia. He heard them talking about the ‘slaves market’ and ‘good merchandise’. He knew they were referring to him and his sister. He was treated horribly and approached sexually, but he defended his sister. He tried to flee with her but they got caught. Thank goodness the mafia men didn’t want to ruin the kids' bodies, otherwise, they would have whipped him mercilessly. During his captivity, Carl heard many terrifying stories, saw many disgusting scenes, experienced many gloomy things, and discovered many horrible secrets. He tried his best to protect Charlotte, but apparently, he couldn’t.Where is she now?Carl moved his head barely. Next to his bed, he saw Charlotte sleeping. A young pretty woman was sitting by the bed of the little girl, caressing her hair.Was she the buyer?Next to his bed, there was a small table w
Claude's mind was far from rest.It was the solemn hour. Either he will win or lose. He should attack as fast as possible and surely before the corpse of Black Hand is discovered. He contacted a friend from the police department about this. Mrs. Aisha Khan was the head detective of the police department. She is a friend of Claude and a great ally. He told her his plan. And she didn’t mind helping. Laura was aware of the effect of the mafia on the police. So she approved external help. And Claude was the best helping head ever. Aside from being a bright independent detective and a clever businessman, his sharp mind and honest heart made him the best company in her journey fighting crime. They solved many cases together and worked together. Aisha was seeing him as a reliable younger sibling. He saw her as a teacher. And they collaborated a lot.This time was no exception. Claude contacted Aisha by a safe canal and asked her to suppress the death of Black Hand as possible. When she reques
Flora woke up the next morning to the sound of knocking on her chamber door.“Yes?!” She asked“Are you decent?”“A moment please.”Flora jumped off the bed and went to the bathroom to wash her face. She knew the voice owner: That was the voice of Mr. Wolfgang! Flora changed her clothes and did her hair then she stood up in the middle of the chamber, head high, straight posture, and severe facial expression:“Please, come in.”Wolfgang came into the room and smirked looking at Flora: She tried to appear solemn and severe but the excitement in her eyes failed her:“How was your night, young lady?”“Cozy, thank you. How have you been, sir?”“You can call me Father. Or don’t. That silly son of mine shall marry you first.”Flora got as red as a cherry and she looked down shyly. He knew she was emotionally entangled with his adopted son! “Calm down Flora. Don’t mess it up this time.” She whispered to herself.“Mr. Wolfgang.” She said to him, “I want to talk with you.”“Here I am.”“First,
“Are you happy?” said Mielle. Cassius barely added a word after Claude left him and Mielle. He asked her to give him her seal and gun if she had any. Mielle took off the necklace she kept under her clothes. That necklace had a seal on it: The seal of a thorny rose. With that seal, Mielle has the access to the Brotherhood’s database and has the right to communicate with other members. Without a seal, she is just a hanged member who has no voice. Cassius was not afraid of her. Even if she asks for help, his position as enforcer will prevent her from getting any. Plus, he knew she didn’t want help. Mielle was far too proud to not accept the consequences of her free actions. But he respected the protocol. From the moment she is considered a sinner, to the moment she accepts redemption, Mielle shall stay isolated from the rest of the brotherhood to not spread her sins among them. It was ridiculous, but it was the law that protected this brotherhood for centuries. Mielle gave him her gu
Mielle, the witty coffee shop owner, is an assassin.Cassius, the kind guy, is an enforcer.The enforcer’s job in the Round Table was not complicated. He has to keep order. Every member of the secret society should respect his place, his mates, and the law. And Mielle just broke all of it. Cassius was an enforcer linked to Claude, and Mielle was the assassin linked to Claude. Claude was a knight. Which is a very advanced position. To each knight, the Round Table attributes a functional unit. In the unit, there is an assassin who shall enforce the knight’s orders outside the brotherhood. The Round Table attributes every knight an enforcer in charge of keeping order and punishing those going berserk, even if they were the knight himself.Mille acted without her master’s consent two times. The first time was on the Orient Express where she killed a mafia man: Mr. Fortnight, to avenge her family. The second was in the peace masquerade where she poisoned a guest: Mrs. Ilnero gives her fri
Roxanna was aware of the situation. The moment Cassius told her Claude was waiting for her. She nodded and spared herself successfully from the police. She walked into the study where Claude was smoking and greeted him:- I pay my respect to the glorious silver knight.- Welcome Miss La Rosa. Do me the honor of sharing a discussion.It was a bit dark inside. The smoke made the air thick and gloomy. Roxanna knew that Claude was angry. With his dominant posture and cruel face, he looked quite the dangerous. Claude sat in front of Roxanna and offered her a cigarette. She accepted it and smoked as well. Claude sighed and asked her, with a dry tone:- Long story short, are you the one who did it?- Would you punish the one who did it?- No. I want a painful death for that witch. Yet, choosing this time is just irrational.- It was not me Mr. Knightly. If it was me, I would admit it with no fear.- In that case, do you know who did it?- No, no one told me about something like that happeni
Flora felt nausea. What has she done?! Claude will kill her for this! He will damn kill her!Once they heard Bianca’s scream, Flora was about to run into the building and head to the ballroom, when Vlad caught her hand:“Stay here, I will go to enquire.”“Yes.”The moment Vlad disappeared, Ludovic appeared as if he was waiting for her to be alone. “So? Shall we go?”“What have you done?!”“Nothing. But it is a good occasion to run without Jack and Claude noticing us.”“No, I can’t! I didn’t tell Claude yet that I am going with you! I can’t just disappear again! That would be cruel and disrespectful!”Ludovic grabbed the woman’s arm and growled: “Do you want to meet Wolfgang or not?”“But…”“Yes or No?! Make a choice!”“Yes.”“Then let’s go. We have no time left. Soon the two men will get aware of your disappearance.”Ludovic took Flora to his car and ordered his men to act as secretly as possible. And so, when everyone was swallowing the shock of the unpredictable incident, Ludovic
Bianca screamed as her mother collapsed in the ballroom: “Mother! Mother! Wake up!!!”A line of black thick blood was coming out of the mouth of the unconscious woman. “Poison!” cried a lady “She is poisoned!”Claude came to the ballroom with Jack as soon as they heard the screaming:“Is that your doing?” Claude asked Jack the moment they got to the door.“No. Yours?”“No.”“Who then?”They didn’t need that answer for the moment. Instead, they approached the victim:“What the f*ck is this?” said Jack as he knelt beside the collapsed woman.“Oh! Mr. Black! Mother! Mother got poisoned!” responded Bianca crying.Claude ordered his men to call the police and an ambulance. But Jack said coldly as he examined the woman: “Order them to hurry and bring a doctor along. I do not think she can make it in more than an hour.”“Alright. Ladies and gentlemen, please do not leave your positions. Stay where you are until the police are here.”Inside, Claude was cursing. That was far away from being a
Flora looked around her all the time. Claude was nowhere to be seen when she needed to talk to him as soon as possible. Staying around Roxana was the best. But Flora was anxious so she excused herself and went into the hallway to look for Claude. The anxiety made Flora not pay attention to Jack who came after her. But suddenly as she walked in the long corridor, she felt a shiver. And she immediately knew what it was. She turned to look solemn and saw Jack behind her, smiling as the devil he is:- Did you miss your Daddy, babydoll?He said with a teasing smile and Flora had the desire to vomit. And she did not answer. She just kept looking at him with pride and confidence.Jack’s smile started to fade as he sensed something was different about Flora’s eyes. He saw her arrogant look thousands of times before, but this… this was something different:- Come back to your house my dear wife. Your husband and family, we are all waiting for you- Does that include your wipes and ropes?- Of
It was the time for a Valse. Cassius asked Flora to be his partner and she didn’t let him down. Cassius, as the sweet guy he is, attracted many of the ladies at the ball. First, they got disappointed seeing he had a partner. Then, they got even more disappointed to see him dancing with the ball’s queen: Flora La Candida.Cassius only smiled at Flora. No word was said for a while. He led her softly and naturally. They looked perfect dancing together. But after some time, Cassius bent on his partner and whispered:- Tell me he didn't hurt you that night Flora. Please, tell me he didn't.- He didn't- Thank goodness. Cassius sighed. Now that you are back things will get better. As his close friend, I am truly happy you are back, Flora. Claude was acting strong but inside he was burning. Can you believe Mielle herself was kind to him?- Gosh... I am sorry - Don't be. Or be. If you want to apologize, apologize to Ciel. The poor man was having a VERY hard mouth.Flora laughed. Her sweet la
Back to the present,----------Flora woke up after some minutes. Claude was still holding her tight and caressing her back. When she opened her eyes she saw him looking at her and she felt like heaven."We must go back to the ballroom, don't we?""I think we should. I'll never get enough of the shocked face of your stepmother."Flora giggled:"Neither I !""Let me help you dress then I will go and ask a maid to help you with your hair and makeup.""Gosh! I have a problem. I didn't bring anything to correct my appearance!""That's alright. In the resting room, they are keeping some brushes and makeup simple.""What a relief to be in a masquerade held by a billionaire."Claude laughed and said:"Are you aware you came to a masquerade without a mask? All of that to disturb those b*tches?""Well, in fact, I was planning on wearing a mask and meeting you privately. Then I thought: Why am I scared? Let them know I am alive. Let them burn for my happiness. I think it was worth it. I am not