Rose and Claire appeared ecstatic, with their arms linked with Victor. It was like they were a romantic threesome walking down the red carpet. They clung to him tightly as if he would run away otherwise. Victor sighed. The beauties were taking the charade too far. Onlookers inside the Sparkling Soy restaurant began to whisper among themselves. They were Springfield's wealthy and influential, who would spread every bit of gossip like wildfire."Who is the mystery man?" "Is he dating both the billionaire goddess and the queen of roses?""Could there be a luckier guy in the world?""Did a man finally meet Claire's high standards?"The place was abuzz with fresh gossip."Don't you like the attention?" Claire whispered to Victor, her eyes sparkling. "You can be much more popular if you become my lover." She waved to a few friends and ignored most of the others."I'd rather keep to myself and not be noticed." the man replied. Rose overheard their conversation. "Don't claim Victor for you
"Tabitha is an angel!" Dave's message said. "She is beautiful, intelligent, and kind. I love going out with her since we have so much in common. I don't want to jinx it, my friend… But she might be the one! Thanks for everything…"Victor read the text with amusement. Kyle Shannon had gone to great lengths to make up for his sins. He promoted Dave to a manager position, set him up in a newly furnished apartment on a high rise, and arranged a date with a lovely woman. Freshly divorced, Dave seemed to have fallen in love. He had never been happier in his life.Victor slid the phone into his pocket and parked his bike in an inconspicuous corner. He was in the parking lot of Sparkling Soy restaurant, popularly known as SS. It was a sophisticated international chain of restaurants that had opened a new franchise in Springfield. SS did not accept walk-in customers. Reservations were made only after confirming the customer's social status. Therefore, only the wealthy, elite, and influential
The VIP elevator hissed open, and Carol stepped into the executive floor of Blackwell Industries. Their new Springfield office was right above Carol's C&A company. However, it was miles ahead in glamor and sophistication. The renovation had splurged millions of dollars for the floor to look like a seven-star hotel. They had installed colorful fountains, aquariums, and expensive paintings in the lobby and the corridors. Damien Blackwell prioritized luxury and vanity above everything else. It reflected his deep-rooted nature of self-absorption and narcissism.Carol was about to enter Damien's room when the door opened from the other side. Two of Damien's pretty secretaries rushed out in a huff, their clothes unbuttoned and disheveled. They looked exhausted, sweaty, and drained as if they had just gone through a harrowing experience. However, the secretaries' cheeks were flushed, and they giggled weakly. Whatever happened to them inside, they enjoyed it to the fullest. The secretaries
A sizable crowd gathered outside Ward No. 7 of Springfield Public Hospital. Even patients and guests peeked and craned their necks to see what was happening inside. However, nobody dared to enter the ward. Even the security guards stood petrified like statues. The Hospital Director had already locked himself in his office to escape danger. The establishment was on high alert.Lobo, the Grizzly Kings Sergeant, was inside Ward No. 7 and was raising hell. When the gangster arrived at the hospital, he demanded directions to Dave's ward. Since over a hundred Daves were admitted, finding the right person immediately was impossible. Apparently, Lobo was an ex-brother-in-law of Dave but never bothered to remember his surname. Lobo's sister, Linda, arrived and took him to the ward she last visited. They found Dave had been shifted to another floor.The gangster and his sister returned to the reception hall demanding directions to Dave's new ward. When the head nurse curtly refused to give out
Julia whimpered and closed her eyes, praying to God to rescue her. She was not devout, but she desperately needed an intervention if there was a God. The helpless young woman wondered what sins she had committed to deserve such punishment. Was everything her fault? Shouldn't a poor street girl like her never dream of stardom? All her cobwebs of wonder were going to be shattered by a sweaty fat rapist inside a locked room.Thud! A sound reverberated from the adjoining recording room. It jarred Gerald out of his debauchery. Did someone open the adjacent room's door? Daphne had assured him nobody would disturb him for two hours. The entire corridor was locked up. Gerald released Julia from his clutches and shot her a frightening glare. "Stay right here until I come back, or I'll break your face!" The beauty nodded obediently. She was already petrified by the horrifying situation and didn't want to upset her attacker. Julia was more concerned with escaping alive.The wall dividing the c
The Worst Day Of Her LifeJulia was ecstatic. She freshened up in the adjoining washroom, preparing for the interview. The beauty was excited to face her first producer and wanted to make an excellent first impression. Now that she was going to be a professional actress, she couldn't miss a single opportunity for growth. Julia began weaving webs of wonder. It would start with ads and endorsements, then movies, and maybe one day, she'll be at the Academy Awards!'Daphne is such a darling,' she thought, returning to earth. 'Not only did she invite me to her modeling agency without an interview, but she's also introducing me to a producer. If only there were more people like her, the world would be a better place to live in.'Julia used to think that the industry was terrible with exploitative practices. But after meeting Daphne, her opinion changed. Finally, after the ad deal with the producer, she would have enough money to clear her debts and bring some luxury to her parents.Julia wa
On the topmost floor of the models' agency, a young man relaxed on a recliner lounge with his eyes closed. He was wearing no pants, and before him knelt Daphne. She was topless, and her head bobbed up and down over the young man's crotch."Yeah… That's it, baby…" Kyle groaned. "You are pretty good at this…"Daphne raised her head and looked at him seductively. Her lips were wet and drooling over. "Anything for you, Mr. Shannon… You deserved some pleasure after your brilliant ideas came to fruition."The young man opened his eyes and nodded at her. He loved flattery. "Yep. I didn't expect Dave to make a million dollars commission. He was a poor guy who barely got any real estate deals for the company. It was shocking how he landed the Prince County Villa deal with Ribald Corp! Before releasing the news, I asked Bob Ogden to fudge the records and deprive Dave of the commissions. The files show Bob was the agent. I kept most of the money, though. Pretty smart, right?" He chuckled in sel
"Slicy Kyle, they call him," Dave continued. "I met the guy once, and he's scary as hell! He wields a black machete as a weapon. Kyle wouldn't think twice before maiming or killing anybody. It is wise not to mess with him.""I'm not worried about a two-time kid playing with knives," Victor replied with disinterest. During the Pacific World War, he humbled legendary warriors. Recently, he killed Titus Chrome within seconds of sparring. Insignificant idiots like Kyle were more like a nuisance to society, insects to be swatted.Dave shook his head. "You don't understand, Victor. His elder brother is Edward Shannon, one of the wealthiest billionaires of Springfield. I heard Edward is associated with the Triumvirate now, which doubled his influence. Therefore, Kyle has become invincible. He established a real estate agency in this tough business environment and succeeded. He has also started a models' agency; from what I heard, he signed Julia Cameron, the Tristar Entertainment actress."