Love Crazy
Author: MDW
last update2025-08-20 21:47:10

Louis stared at the glowing screen in disbelief.

The system’s interface was sharp and clinical, unlike anything he’d seen before. A new tab expanded across the holographic projection above his wrist:

[System Challenge: Culinary Gauntlet — Level 1]

Objective: Prepare a five-course fusion meal within 90 minutes.

Condition: Ingredients provided will not match their traditional purpose. Creativity required.

Reward: Skill Upgrade — Knife Mastery +2, Culinary Perception +1.

Failure Penalty: Reputation Loss — 10% decrease in favorability with VIP Client (Scarlett).

Louis let out a low whistle. “You’ve got to be kidding me…” He rubbed the back of his neck, looking toward the massive yacht kitchen filled with gleaming steel counters and cabinets. Scarlett was lounging outside on the deck, expecting nothing less than perfection.

Just as he reached for the first set of ingredients, his tablet buzzed. A video call popped up. Maia’s face filled the screen, her dark hair tucked behind her ears, eye
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  • Love Crazy

    Louis stared at the glowing screen in disbelief.The system’s interface was sharp and clinical, unlike anything he’d seen before. A new tab expanded across the holographic projection above his wrist:[System Challenge: Culinary Gauntlet — Level 1]Objective: Prepare a five-course fusion meal within 90 minutes.Condition: Ingredients provided will not match their traditional purpose. Creativity required.Reward: Skill Upgrade — Knife Mastery +2, Culinary Perception +1.Failure Penalty: Reputation Loss — 10% decrease in favorability with VIP Client (Scarlett).Louis let out a low whistle. “You’ve got to be kidding me…” He rubbed the back of his neck, looking toward the massive yacht kitchen filled with gleaming steel counters and cabinets. Scarlett was lounging outside on the deck, expecting nothing less than perfection.Just as he reached for the first set of ingredients, his tablet buzzed. A video call popped up. Maia’s face filled the screen, her dark hair tucked behind her ears, eye

  • Pulse

    For a split second, the masked man hesitated—then his gaze shifted to the open window.Louis realized what he was about to do.He was going to jump.The masked man bolted toward the window and hurled himself through it, glass shattering in a spray of jagged shards.“Damn it!” Louis cursed, lunging forward. He snatched up the black bag and shoved it at Scarlett. “Stay here. Don’t let anyone take this!”Before Scarlett could protest, Louis was already out the window, boots slamming against the cabin’s slanted roof. The night air cut sharp against his face as he sprinted after the intruder, who was leaping across to the adjacent shed roof like some feral shadow.The distance was dangerous—one wrong step and Louis would plunge straight into the muddy ground below. But adrenaline drowned out fear. He leapt, landed hard, and kept moving.The masked man glanced back once, eyes glowing faintly through the slits of his mask, before disappearing over the ridge of the roof.Louis followed, vault

  • The Explosion

    Maia’s voice came sharp through the comm. “Louis, if you can’t shake him, you won’t make it to the safe corridor. I’m two minutes out, but that’s a lifetime in this kind of game.”Louis’s mind worked in rapid silence. Then, in a movement as fluid as drawing breath, he grabbed a crate from under the galley counter and kicked it open. Inside—rows of sleek, silver drones, each the size of a dinner plate, their wings folded tight.Scarlett blinked. “Please tell me those don’t serve hors d’oeuvres.”Louis allowed the faintest smirk. “Not unless you consider guided micro-charges a delicacy.”With a flick of his wrist, the drones launched from the crate, slipping out through the galley’s side hatch like a swarm of mechanical birds. The night sky lit briefly as they split into two arcs—one heading for the flanking ships, the other diving straight at Lucien’s vessel.Through the forward viewport, Scarlett caught a glimpse of Lucien himself stepping onto the deck, watching the swarm come for hi

  • Trigger

    The yacht’s engines hummed beneath their feet, a steady counterpoint to the tension that suddenly thickened the air.Scarlett leaned back in her chair, her gaze never leaving Louis. “Put her on screen.”Louis tapped the console beside him, and Maia’s face filled the holographic display—a flicker of static, then sharp resolution. She was in a dimly lit safehouse, shadows shifting behind her.“Where are you?” Louis asked.“Doesn’t matter,” Maia said briskly. “What matters is this—Marcus Velentho isn’t gone. He’s moving shipments through the southern ports under an alias. And, Louis… he’s not alone. Someone with Assembly clearance is covering for him.”Scarlett’s hand stilled on her wine glass. “You’re saying the trial didn’t kill him politically.”Maia’s eyes darted to Scarlett, then back to Louis. “I’m saying he’s stronger now. And he knows you’re in open waters without an escort.”Louis stayed silent for a long moment, h

  • On the Yacht

    But she was already ending the call, her image vanishing into the black screen.He stood there for a long moment, phone still in hand, the sound of the sea pressing in against the yacht’s hull. Then he set the phone down, took a deep breath, and carried the plated dish out to Scarlett—his smile polite, his thoughts miles away.The silverware clinked softly as Scarlett cut into the perfectly seared scallop, her eyes never leaving Louis. The warm amber light from the deck lamps painted her in gold, her dark hair catching the sea breeze.“You’ve been quiet since you brought the food out,” she said, her voice smooth but edged with curiosity. “Something on your mind?”Louis swirled the wine in his glass, watching the deep red catch the light. “Just thinking about the next course.”Scarlett arched a brow. “Mmm. And here I thought you were thinking about that call you took in the kitchen.”His gaze flickered to her, just for a second too long. She caught it.“Maia,” she said simply, leaning

  • Scarlett Jealous

    The yacht’s kitchen was alive with the scent of seared garlic and butter. Louis moved with practiced precision, flipping a salmon fillet in the pan while glancing at the oven timer. Outside the large window, the turquoise ocean stretched endlessly, the afternoon sun glinting off the waves.Scarlett sat at the marble counter, chin propped on her hand, quietly watching him. There was something strangely comforting about seeing Louis in this domestic setting—apron tied around his waist, sleeves rolled up, a faint smudge of flour on his wrist.“You’ve been hiding this skill from me,” she teased, her voice light.Louis smirked without looking up. “I told you I can cook. You just never believed me.”Before Scarlett could respond, his phone buzzed on the counter. The screen lit up with a video call request—Maia.Louis hesitated for a moment before wiping his hands and picking it up. “Hey, Maia,” he greeted, his tone warmer than Scarlett expected.On the screen, Maia’s face appeared, framed b

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