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CHAPTER 7

“In a Sudden”

[SEPTEMBER 2013]

As time passes, our bond becomes stronger.

We had a lot of trips.

This is our first time traveling this often.

We’re traveling almost every weekend.

Gray is just so generous to us.

Faith also invited Gray to join us in doing charitable activities.

And this has become our life since then.

ISLA: We’re traveling every weekend. How about Raquel and Cherry?

GRAY: I meet them the other days

ISLA: Like after work?

GRAY: Anytime during the weekdays

ISLA: Are you working online?

GRAY: I don’t work like you’re doing. I handle my own time.

ISLA: So, what’s your work?

GRAY: I have my own resto bar.

ISLA: Ha?

GRAY: Yeah.

ISLA: Why didn’t you tell me?

GRAY: You didn’t ask, right?

ISLA: Oh, I didn’t expect that you’re rich.

GRAY: I’m not. It’s just a resto bar.

ISLA: What’s the name?

GRAY: Gray’s Resto Bar.

ISLA: Oh... Is that the one?

GRAY: Yap. That’s mine.

ISLA: You have such a good life, huh? But you’re so simple. Like... You’re joining us in feeding programs, even if it’s hot.

Then Gray just laughed at me.

GRAY: How about your parents? What do they do?

ISLA: Dad is a software developer, and mom is a pharmacist. And your parents?

GRAY: They are running a business.

ISLA: What’s their business?

GRAY: Do you know the Mcdowney Staycation?

ISLA: Wait... Is that the one in Seville?

GRAY: Yap.

ISLA: Oh! Are you that rich?

GRAY: It’s theirs, not mine.

ISLA: They are your parents, tho.

GRAY: Do you want to come there sometimes?

ISLA: Of course!

GRAY: I’ll be celebrating my birthday there on September 25... Wait, you’re a Pisces, right? When exactly is your birthday?

ISLA: Hmmm. February... 28

GRAY: Why did you think that long?

ISLA: Ha? I’m thinking of something else.

GRAY: What is it?

ISLA: Nothing. Let’s party!

*At a beach party~

Everyone is dancing...

Wooooohooooooo!

Party partyyyyy!

*Tugs! Tugs! Tugs! Tugs! Tugs! Tugs! Tugs!

FAITH: This is like... one of the best chapters in our lives!

ISLA: Yeah!!!

FAITH: You know what?...

I had a dream last week...

Like...

I’m in heaven.

*Then I just laughed.

FAITH: Maybe this is it! We’re living the life, Isla!

ISLA: Yeah! Thanks to Gray!

Tugs! Tugs! Tugs! Tugs! Tugs! Tugs! Tugs!

Cheers!!!

And that feels like a long vacation, thanks to the holiday. Thanks, Gray!

---

Then, here we are at Gray’s Resto Bar.

Happy 31st Birthday, Sir Gray!

Woohooooo!

Gray introduced us to his employees.

GRAY: Here’s my girlfriend, Isla.

And here’s my long-lost half-sister, Mercedes.

And my beautiful niece, Faith.

“Hi!”

“Hello!”

The staff greeted us.

“How are you?”

“How old are you?”

“Where are you working?”

Yeah, we are very welcomed by Gray’s staff.

And this day is just so special for us, especially for Gray.

ISLA: Gray, where are your parents?

GRAY: We’ll have a separate celebration later at my home.

ISLA: How about Raquel and Cherry?

GRAY: After my relationship with Precious, I’m just keeping my relationship private.

ISLA: Then, what is this? You just introduced me to your staff as your girlfriend.

GRAY: Well, you’re an exemption. Because of you, I found Sis Mercedes and Faith.

ISLA: Oh.

GRAY: Yeah. You are special to me, Isla.

ISLA: Hmm. Will you also introduce them to your staff? How about in your family?

GRAY: Well, they are not asking to be introduced.

ISLA: Oh.

GRAY: Come with me later, I’ll introduce you to mom and dad.

ISLA: No, I don’t want to.

GRAY: Why?

ISLA: Well, we are like.. very different. You have such a good life compared to me.

GRAY: Sus! It doesn’t matter.

ISLA: But still! I don’t want to.

GRAY: Just tell me when you finally want to meet them.

---

[OCTOBER 2013]

Due to busy schedules, there are still weeks that we don’t see each other.

“Here’s a gift for you, Isla!”

“Thanks, Faith!”

“What’s Gray’s gift for you?”

“Ahh. Ahmmm... A dress! Yeah, a dress.”

“Where is he now?”

“He’s actually busy... Ahm, I’ll go tomorrow to my family”

“Alright, enjoy!”

---

Christmas is approaching!

So, I bought gifts for my family, and of course, for Auntie, Faith, and Gray.

Before going back to my family to celebrate Christmas tomorrow,

I was about to leave my apartment to give my gifts to Auntie and Faith when Gray knocked at my door.

“Merry Christmas, Honey!” Gray greets.

“Wow! Merry Christmas! Thank you... I also have a gift for you.”

“Thank you!”

I received lots of gifts from Gray, Faith, and Auntie.

I’m so happy! He gave me a phone, shoes, and bags.

To have our advance celebration since I won’t be here tomorrow, we ate at a fine dining restaurant.

Then, here I am in our province, with my family.

Merry Christmas!

I gave them lots of gifts. And I also received gifts from them.

“You look so blooming, sister.” My brother said.

“Yeah. Are you in love again?” My mom asked.

“Ha? I’m not,” I answered.

“Weh?” My younger sister said.

Then, we celebrated Christmas.

Like... Yeah... I’m so happy in this chapter of my life because of Gray.

---

[JANUARY 2014]

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Cheers!

Fast forward...

It’s Friday night...

Gray stayed at my apartment because tomorrow we’ll be volunteering to give relief goods to people...

And we’re about to go to sleep...

GRAY: You know what? I feel like random people are following me whenever I leave my sister’s home.

ISLA: Ha? Maybe they have a crush on you.

GRAY: No, they are men.

ISLA: Oh. Maybe you’re just overthinking.

GRAY: I hope so.

ISLA: Or maybe they are ex-boyfriends of Raquel and Cherry?

GRAY: Hmm. I don’t know. I’ll just ask for photos of their exes.

* Raquel and Cherry sent the photos of their exes.

GRAY: None of them look like the men who are stalking me

ISLA: Oh. Just observe the next few days after you leave Auntie’s home to see if they are still stalking you.

Wait. You can check the CCTV records.

GRAY: Right.

---

And then it’s Saturday...

A tiring day...

but seeing people happily accept their goods is just so fulfilling.

Everyone is just busy doing their things...

“I don’t feel good today.” Gray said.

“Why?” I asked.

“I don’t know.” he answered.

>>> BOOM!!! <<<

A bomb just exploded...

LIKE F*CK?

Everyone was just in total shock...

“What was that?”

“Who da fvk did that?”

People are complaining...

“Are you guys okay?” Auntie asked.

“Yeah, we’re fine.” I answered.

“What was that?” Gray asked.

Then Auntie asked...

“Where is Faith?”

“A woman is dead... A woman is dead.” a man said.

“Where?”

“Three women are injured, and one is dead”

“Where?”

“Where?!”

“At the parking lot”

Then we rushed to the parking lot to see the victims...

And...

I can’t say anything else... But,

MY FAITH IS DEAD.

CHAPTER 8

“The Root of All Evil”

ISLA: I remember last Sunday, when we were all dancing at the beach, Faith told me about her dream.

GRAY: What dream?

ISLA: ... That she’s in heaven...

GRAY: We must find the criminal.

---

Faith’s case is now under investigation...

INVESTIGATOR: Did Faith have a fight with someone else?

ISLA: No, she doesn’t have a single enemy. Her life is just like.. work and church. Then travel.

AUNTIE: Faith is too good to have an enemy. She must just be a victim of it.

INVESTIGATOR: How about you, her family?

AUNTIE: We don’t have.

GRAY: Do you remember what I told you last week?

ISLA: Your stalkers? Have you checked on them?

GRAY: I haven’t...

INVESTIGATOR: What stalkers?

GRAY: Since last month, I feel like there are random men following me whenever I leave my sister’s home. Can you check on it?

Then, we checked all the CCTV records...

INVSTGTR: They really are stalking you, sir.

ISLA: They are all wearing hats.

INVSTGTR: Do you have any idea who they are? Did you have a fight with someone else before?

GRAY: There are only two people with whom I had a fight back then. The Chairman-CEO and EVP of VenZon Corporación, Steven Esperanza and Jazon Castro.

AUNTIE: I know them, they are extremely rich people.

ISLA: It must be them. Why did you have a fight?

GRAY: They must have discovered that Faith is related to me.

AUNTIE: I also had an argument with Steven before, I was a custodian in their company. I was accused of stealing his watch, costing around €82,000.00. They haven’t found any evidence, yet he fired me. After a few months, someone set fire to the apartment I was renting out. We were so stressed back then, but I couldn’t do anything. No criminals were found. The same happened to another custodian, her mini store was set on fire. I don’t know the exact issue, but there’s a rumor that it’s most probably because of Jazon.

GRAY: Sir, please investigate them.

INVSTGTR: Okay, we will.

---

ISLA: Then, in my room, Gray told me something.

GRAY: I remember something I didn’t say to the investigator

ISLA: What?

GRAY: On that day, a woman was rushing me to get the goods on that truck where the bomb was put.

ISLA: Then?

GRAY: I was busy distributing the goods to people, so I asked Faith to get them.

Then Gray just had a deep sigh.

I feel his disappointment...

like he carries all the burdens.

GRAY: I hate myself. I really do.

ISLA: It’s not your fault

May I know why you had a fight with them?

GRAY: We were all friends from first-year college until our first work. I’m the only one who got a Latin honor among the three of us.

ISLA: Then?

GRAY: Jazon was happy for me, but I felt like Steven was not. But I just ignored it. Then, we all joined Corporación de Pio to gain some experience. Steven didn’t need to work actually as he came from rich parents and he’s the only child. After almost a year of working, Steven thought of an idea.

ISLA: What idea?

GRAY: He invited us to come up with ideas for a business plan, so we could have a business of our own. After a month, they both resigned, and told me they would find another company to work for. I wondered why they both became cold to me in the last few days. I asked them for updates about our planned business until they totally stopped communicating with me. I was hurt by what they did. After a year, I knew through my coworkers that Steven and Jazon had finally established their own company. After searching about it, I learned that the marketing ideas for their business were mine. And yeah, that’s the VenZon Corporación,

the most popular coffee shop in Madrid, since it’s not a typical coffee shop, it’s a coffee bar. I was so angry at them during those times.

ISLA: F*ck...

[FEBRUARY 2014]

Based on the investigation, all the volunteers were found innocent.

However, they said that they couldn’t detect where all the people on that day came from, and their faces were blurred on the record.

Gray and I did almost everything to find the criminal.

GRAY: Steven and Jazon must be the only masterminds of it. They are just hiding the evidence, as the two could have given them millions to protect their identities.

ISLA: That’s what I’ve also thought of since the moment the investigator asked you with whom you had a fight before. I noticed that he suddenly became quiet after knowing that the Chairman-CEO and EVP of VenZon Corporación are the only people with whom you had a fight... They are f*ck*g rich, so I wasn’t surprised by your assumption.

ISLA: Do you believe in bad luck?

GRAY: No, I think the only thing that has true luck is in quantum mechanics, where there is true randomness. Otherwise, everything that happens is because some entity acted on something to make it happen. Even when you roll a die, if you can calculate the exact force and trajectory of your dice throw and if you have exact control of your motor function, you can determine how it will land before it actually stops rolling. Why do you ask?

ISLA: Nothing.

GRAY: How about you? Do you believe in luck?

ISLA: I believe in both good and bad luck, even if I don’t know exactly the explanation behind this belief.

GRAY: That’s one reason why religion and science cannot coexist.

ISLA: So, what’s your religion?

GRAY: I don’t believe in the existence of a divine being. How about you?

ISLA: I belonged to two religions back then. I belonged to the first one for more than two decades, and the other one was just for a few months.

GRAY: But you’re doing charitable activities in that church?

ISLA: I’m just doing it for people, but I don’t belong in that church, just like Faith. GRAY: Oh, you also don’t believe in God anymore?

ISLA: Well, I’m not like you. I still believe in God, but I decided not to belong to any religion anymore.

GRAY: Why?

ISLA: That’s one thing I just want to keep to myself. I felt better when I chose spiritual independence.

---

GRAY: I will make them pay for what they’ve done to my only niece.

ISLA: I’ll join you.

GRAY: You have no idea how risky it is.

ISLA: You have no idea what I’m capable of doing.

GRAY: Let me think first.

ISLA: This is not an exchange for the favor you’ve done to me.

GRAY: No, leave it to me.

ISLA: You have 24 hours to make it official that I am part of that mission. If you don’t, I will make my own plans to destroy them myself.

GRAY: You’re in.

ISLA: I will do e v e r y t h i n g to get our revenge.

GRAY: This is not revenge, only justice.

ISLA: Who else will join us?

GRAY: We can’t have other people’s loyalty since they will know that Steven and Jazon are the ones we are going to destroy. They will only be scared. Besides, most people’s loyalty is invested in money, not in people. They will only betray us.

ISLA: Yeah. We can’t trust anyone else.

GRAY: Will you be loyal to me?

ISLA: Not to you...But to our mission.

GRAY: Good.

GRAY: Most lives are uninteresting...

So, why don’t we make a thrill?

ISLA: What kind of thrill?

GRAY: This will take a long time to finally accomplish the mission.

ISLA: Then?

GRAY: You know... We must live together to make the plans.

ISLA: Then?

GRAY: We may fall for each other, like.. we may love each other for real.

ISLA: What makes you say that I will love you that way? Just to remind you, sex is just sex for me.

GRAY: Oh, common!

ISLA: Okay, deal... So, what kind of deal are we having?

Wait, I have thought of something.

GRAY: What?

ISLA: If I’m the first one to fall in love, I’ll pay you €100,000.00. And if you do, you’ll pay me €1,000,000.00 since one hundred thousand will just be easy for you. Deal?

GRAY: Deal!

Wait, next week is your birthday. How are we going to celebrate that?

ISLA: Ha?... Ahhh. Yeah. February 28! ... I don’t want to celebrate it. I’m still sad.

GRAY: No, we should still celebrate it, Isla.

“Happy 24th birthday!”

“Thanks!”

“So, you’ll go today to your family?”

“Ahh. Hmm. Yeah. That’s why I took a leave today.”

“Okay. Let’s eat!”

“Thanks. You make me happy today.”

---

[MARCH 2014]

GRAY: This time, I'll be the mastermind

ISLA: And I'll be your ally

GRAY: Until when?

ISLA: Till the end.

GRAY: How can you be useful to me this time?

ISLA: I will do everything... I will make us win... No matter what

GRAY: Will you follow my ordinances?

ISLA: Mhmm!

So, what’s the 1st ordinance, Master Libra?

#Heaven

#ForFaith

CHAPTER 9

“BECOME A CHESS MASTER”

ISLA: Why should I?

GRAY: It’s part of the plan

ISLA: Can you explain?

GRAY: This time, I’ll be the mastermind. You just have to do it.

ISLA: Alright!

GRAY: It takes strong dedication to become a chess master. You’ll have to spend at least 10,000 hours of constant practice.

ISLA: That long? Who will teach me?

GRAY: Pack your things and move to my home as soon as possible.

ISLA: So...

GRAY: Yap. I’m a chess master.

ISLA: Oh.

GRAY: So, pack your things and move to my home.

ISLA: Aye aye, Captain!

---

“Hey, tender a resignation.” Gray asked.

“Oh. I can’t do that; I like my work. And I’m giving money to my family.” I replied.

“Hmm. If that’s the case, then let’s just rent the nearest apartment in your office. So, we could maximize the time.”

“Mhmm!”

“Okay. Let’s organize your schedule.”

“Can you tell me now all the plans?” I asked.

“This time, I’ll be the mastermind... and?”

“I’ll be your ally.”

“How many hours do you sleep?” Gray asked.

“Eight”

“Make it seven. How many minutes do you prepare for work?”

“Thirty minutes”

---

Then, we transferred to our chosen apartment near my work.

“You are at the office nine hours a day, from Mondays to Fridays. It only takes 10 minutes to and from your building and around 5 minutes for you to get to and leave your office.”

“Yeah.”

“You’ll eat your breakfast in the car while I’m driving.

We can get home at 5:15 and we have 15 minutes to eat our dinner every day.”

“Mhmm! That can be.”

“Then I’ll start teaching you at 5:30, for 4 straight hours, and then we’ll have a 10-minute break after. We’ll continue at 9:40, then stop at 12 midnight. You can wake up at 7:15 if you’re preparing yourself for 30 minutes.”

“Alright!”

“That will give us 6 hours and 20 minutes of practice every day.

That’s equivalent to 31 hours and 40 minutes in 5 days.

For weekends, I’ll teach you from 8 AM to 12 noon.

We’ll continue from 12:20 to 3 PM.

Then we’ll have a 10-minute break after, a 15-minute dinner, another 10-minute break, and then we’ll stop at 12 midnight. So, your body clock won’t change.

That will give us 30 hours.

Overall, in a week, we can have 61 hours and 40 minutes of practice. But just expect that this schedule cannot be perfectly followed since there will be days when we’ll not be in the mood to practice. Hmm.

In a month, that’s almost 247 hours. We can have more than 3,000 hours of practice in a year, given that there are holidays. I’ll let you watch online tutorials as well.”

“Yap!”

“It will take us more than three years if you won’t resign from your job.

But I respect your decision.”

---

Then, here we start...

“Okay. Let’s start with the basics.

Set up the chess board with a white square in the bottom right-hand corner.

Put all of the pieces facing each other on the back two rows of each side.

Put the pawns in front, then line up the other pieces symmetrically with the king and queen in the middle.

Then each player controls 16 pieces: 8 pawns, 2 bishops, 2 knights, 2 rooks, 1 king, and 1 queen.

Each type has its own way of moving across the board and potentially capturing your opponent's pieces as it goes.

Okay, let’s start with the pawns. Per turn, pawns can be moved 1 square forward, except on your first turn when you can move forward 2 squares. Pawns capture other pieces diagonally, moving one space diagonally forward, and they cannot be moved backward.

Next, the Rooks. Using Rook, you can go to as many squares as possible, either horizontally or vertically. If one of your pieces is in the way, it must stop at the square just before it. And if one of your opponent's pieces is in the way, capture it using your rook and stop exactly there.

Next, the Knights. Using a Knight, you can move 2 squares horizontally or vertically, then 1 square to the right or left of that second square. Knights are the only pieces that can jump over other pieces, and they only capture an opponent's piece if it's on the final square of the move.

Next, the Bishops. Using a Bishop, you can go as many squares as possible diagonally. Like the rook, a bishop must stop at the square before one of your own pieces, and it captures an opponent's piece and stops there.

Next, the King. It is the most important piece, as the game ends if it's captured. The king can move 1 square in any direction. You cannot move the king into any space where one of your opponent's pieces could capture it.

Last, the Queen. The queen can go as many squares as possible in any direction. Like the rooks and bishops, the queen must stop before one of your own pieces, and it must capture an opponent's piece and stop there.”

Then, it gets harder and harder. Yeah. But I must do this.

---

“Today, I’ll teach you the special moves that can be made by pawns, rooks, and kings.

Let’s start with the Pawns.

If your opponent moves a pawn 2 spaces on its first move and it's sitting right next to one of your pawns, on your next move, you can capture it with your pawn —but only on your next move. Okay?

Also, a pawn gets promoted if it makes it all the way to the back row of the other side of the board.

That means you can change that pawn to any type of piece other than a king.

Most players promote a pawn to a queen, of course, since the queen is the most powerful piece. Right?

Next, Kings and rooks.

If there are no pieces between your rook and your king on the back row, you can actually move your king 2 spaces toward your rook.

Then, immediately move the rook over to the other side of your king.

This special move is called castling.”

“Are you ready to play?” Gray asked

“Yeah.” I answered.

“Okay. The player with the white pieces always makes the first move. You know that, right?”

“Yeah!”

“You and I, as your opponent, may flip a coin to see who gets the white pieces.

The one who got the white pieces has a slight advantage, mainly because with white you get to attack first.”

I chose the head, and he chose the tail.

Then, we flip the coin...

Tadaaa! It’s head. So, I got the white pieces. This time I had a slight advantage.

“So, Chess is just like any other turn-based board game, we have, of course, to take turns to move one piece. Consider the different moves that all the pieces can make when thinking about the move you want to make. Take note that there's no "pass" in chess. When it's your turn, you must move something.

At some point, as the game progresses, I, your opponent, will likely put your king in check, or perhaps you'll put my king in check. This just means that if nothing changes, I will capture your king on my next move.

When I announce "check," you must do something to get out of check.

This time, you have 3 basic options: block, evade, or capture.

To block, move one of your pieces in between the attacking piece and your king.

To evade, shuffle your king over one square so I'm out of the attacking piece's line of attack.

To capture, use another piece to capture the piece I am attacking. With that, the threat will be eliminated.

Your goal is to checkmate me and protect your king so that I can't checkmate you.

This may seem simple, but due to the many pieces in play, the strategy and planning can get complex. Since you're just starting out, focus on always protecting your king.

Sometimes we play to a stalemate, that's the opposite of a checkmate when neither of us has any legal moves left. It usually happens when most of the pieces have been captured.

And when you're playing in a tournament, there are other ways the game can end, such as if you run out of time. But you don't need to worry about those yet since you’re just a beginner.”

---

Another day, another chess tutorial, another games...

“Today, let’s focus on the strategies.

Here...

You must control the center of the board as quickly as possible. This gives you the upper hand and allows you to make attacks while defending against my attacks. When you have control over the center of the board, you can maximize your ability to move while also limiting your ability to move without being captured.

Then here...

Since chess isn't a game that you can play one turn at a time, try to think of a move or two ahead. Consider all the pieces and their possible moves, and make your move based on what might happen a move or two as you go along.

Of course, you must protect your king. If I put your king in checkmate, that's the end of the game, so protect your king at all costs. In every turn, evaluate your king's position and where it might be vulnerable. As a beginner, it's always better to make a move that protects the king's defenses than to attack.

Then... Involve all your pieces in the game. While you don't necessarily have to develop your queen too early in the game, your other pieces can come forward to build a strong defense and lay the groundwork for future attacks. Consider leaving space open for your queen to enter later. Then, maximize her power and use her to the fullest of her potential.

There's nothing wrong with sacrificing pieces from time to time, but avoid unnecessary sacrifices. Since a piece lost can't be regained, and if you get too far down, you'll find it hard defending against a multi-pronged attack from your opponent.

Then, every time I make a move, ask yourself why I made that move. If you can figure out what I’m trying to do, you might be able to make moves that will disrupt my plans, or if not, at least make them more difficult to pull off.”

---

Here I am...

In this chapter of my life, I have met plastic coworkers at different levels.

They seem very friendly to each other but are constantly backstabbing each other.

Here’s Maya, a petite, simple woman with undeniable beauty and two professional licenses: MBA and CFMS.

Then, here’s Brenda, an attention-seeker with inappropriate body proportions and an undeniable ugly face, but, for fairness, with an MBA title.

During my stay in this company, I didn’t hear any bad comments about the work performance and attitude of Maya from our coworkers, with whom she directly worked and is currently working. I also had my own observations of Maya.

She’s just really working hard and is very quiet.

I am also having some talks with her about our love life, family, etc.

She’s just really nice. I can’t say anything else.

One day, we’re given a new project, and we are composed of ten members.

While doing this project, there were days that I heard rants about Maya, led by Brenda.

“I can’t understand Maya sometimes.”

“She’s like a fool.”

Bla bla bla -

Then, my coworkers are not responding to Brenda every time she’s backstabbing Maya. Because there is really nothing wrong with the latter.

Besides, for the record, they didn’t have a project where they had to work together. So, where are the rants coming from?

What’s funny is that they are having lunch together. XD

One day, Brenda was ranting again, but here’s an unbiased, straightforward girl, Natalie.

“What’s the problem with Maya?” Natalie asked.

“I can’t understand her sometimes.” Brenda answered.

“With what?” Natalie asked again.

Then, Brenda just acted like she’s busy with what she’s doing since she can’t give justification for her rants about Maya.

A sad thing is that Maya obviously likes Brenda more than Natalie since the latter is not approachable to her. I even saw in the social media stories of Maya some photos of her with Brenda XD

Like wtf?

I feel sad for Maya for thinking that she’s with a friend when, in fact, she’s with an insecure, backstabbed, ugly bch.

WaaAaAaaahhhHHH!!!

What kind of world do we live in?

What am I discovering about human nature?

I feel sad for both Natalie and Maya.

---

[MID OF APRIL 2014]

Fast forward.

GRAY: What are you watching?

ISLA: K-Drama

GRAY: You’re supposed to be watching chess tutorials.

ISLA: Later, master.

GRAY: Ready to play?

ISLA: Yap.

GRAY: Who do you think will win?

ISLA: The Libra

GRAY: Ha?

ISLA: I mean... the Pisces, of course.

GRAY: Good!

And yeah. Here’s the battle.

Gray is just so serious.

I prepared for this, so I am confident that I will win.

The battle is intense...

“Check!”

“Congrats, Master Libra.”

“More practice, Miss Pisces.”

“I’m getting curious about the second ordinance.”

“Hmm. It will definitely take you more time to master chess. Our planned timeline will change, especially if you don’t resign from your job. Hmm. But I can tell you the second ordinance, so you won’t get bored.”

So, what’s the 2nd ordinance, Master Libra?

#TheFirstOrdinance

#IslaTheFutureChessMaster

#The10thOrdinance #LibravsPisces #Chapter7 #Chapter8 #Chapter9

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King Mijararos (Amphytrionas)

GENDER - Male

AGE - Teen

King of Manthos

ASPIRATION - Rambunctious Scamp, Super Parent

TRAITS: Angelic, Vegetarian, Insider

SIGN: Libra

PARENTS - King Ifiklis, Queen Memilia

PARTNER - Queen Euthalia

CHILDREN - Radhamanthos

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Story: Once Upon A Time - The first ones

Family tree: The first ones

TEEN: If you knew his father Ifiklis you can't help but notice how incredibly similar Mijararos is to his father on the outside, and yet how completely different he is on the inside. He is strong and decisive, but find it vulgar to use violence when it's not strictly necessary.

CHILD: He lacks the usual bloodlust of his male relatives, and typical for royalties at this era. He is teased for it, but he stands his ground. He does not want to hurt neither man nor animal, and his parents wonder (and worry) if he will fulfill his military education. Is he fit to be the next king?

TODDLER: Like his father he is very handsome, almost too pretty for a boy. But very unlike his father he seems to have a good compassionate heart. A little angle in human form, isn't he?

INFANT: He was kept well hidden from the public eye the first year of his life, so we really don't know much about his development.

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Prince of the Stars / Chapter 8

Galran Prince vs. Scarlet Warrior

Erza Scarlet woke up early the next morning. The night before, Jellal had asked her if he could spend the night by himself, to which she agreed with a kiss on the cheek and a smile.

“Love you honey,” Erza smiled at her husband.

“Love you too babe,” Jellal replied, smiling back at his beautiful wife, as she walked off to the Princess' room to get some much needed shut eye.

Erza continued her stroll towards the training deck. She thought about everything that had happened so far. How did Jellal and I get here? What dangers might we face? How are we going to get back to Magnolia? Dare I ask...will we be able to get back, no, don't think like that Erza. We will find a way! The scarlet haired mage rounded a corner and was met with the purple skinned alien that had brought Jellal safely to the castle.

“Oh, hello again,” Erza said in a polite tone, to which the male alien simply responded with a, “Hello, ”as well.

“Let me guess, Prince Lotor, correct?” she questioned.

“Yes, that would be me, and I'm assuming that you are the Erza Scarlet of Fairy Tail.” Prince Lotor replied back to the woman.

“That is correct, ”she said once more.

“Well then, it's a pleasure to meet you Mrs. Scarlet, I was wondering, are you very skilled with a sword?” Lotor asked.

This warranted a smirk from the red haired mage, “I think your in a bit over your head there, Prince,” she said, “I very well know how to use a sword.”

“Well then, let's test your skills,” The Prince then lead Erza to the training deck.

Once on the training deck, both combatants were facing each other, each holding a sword of their own. Lotor's decorated with a purple design running along the blade and a magenta glow on the hilt and end of the grip, while Erza's was a simple silver sword, but still beautifully crafted piece of weaponry.

“I hope you're ready, Mrs. Scarlet, because I won't go easy on you.” Lotor warned, readying his blade. Erza did the same, “Oh really, because I wasn't really planning on 'going easy on you' either.” she mimicked.

Both competitors stood face to face, their weapons drawn and ready. Erza let Lotor make the first move. The Prince came at her twirling his sword with the skills of a true swordsman. Though this was easy for Erza, she side stepped and back flipped, landing gracefully out of reach of the Prince's weapon.

“Requip! Heaven's Wheel Armor! Trinity Sword!” Erza approached Lotor and slashed him in a delta formation, but he dodged just in time, slashing his own sword in her direction to which she blocked by summoning yet another sword. This caught him slightly off guard but the Prince didn't completely let his guard down. Erza kicked him hard in the chest, sending him stumbling backwards a good few feet.

She swapped her armors again, “Requip! Flight Armor!” Erza dashed towards Lotor with blinding speed, slashing at him from all angles, therefore not allowing Lotor to get a single hit on her. She retreated back to her corner of the training deck for a few second breather and to collect her thoughts on what her next move would be.

The Prince groaned and got up out of his defensive position, drawing his sword once more before backing up all the way to the other end of the training deck and then charged at Erza, his sword ready to strike.

Erza took her stance and readied herself.

All right, moment of truth, show him what Fairy Tail is made of.

Erza requipped into her finally armor, “Requip! Clear Heart Clothing!” As Lotor approached, she summoned her blade and enchanted her magic power into it. Prince Lotor jumped and was about to deliver the final blow, but little did he know.

Erza drew her wickedly sharp blade, and jumped up to meet him, slashing clean through his armor and cutting into the skin of his body. Lotor froze, and dropped his sword right then and there, and then he himself dropped to the floor, while Erza landed on her feet on the other side of the training deck.

Lotor looked up and saw Jellal kneeling in front of him, his hand extended, a smirk on his face. Lotor slowly took the blue haired mage's hand and let the man help him up. “I see you wanted to try and hold your own against the 'Tatania'.” Jellal said.

“Yes, I did, and she very well does live up to her name.” Prince Lotor said, looking back at the beautiful scarlet haired woman who was now requipped back into her Heart Kreuz armor. Erza looked at Jellal and smiled, who then smiled back. I'm so lucky to be married to a beautiful warrior like her.

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The next morning I wake up to the sound of Amina’s phone ringing. She apologizes then rolls over to answer it.

“Hey Farren! You’re right, I did forget to call you, I’m sorry. Yeah we talked, we’re fine. I’ll update you later, okay? Alright, bye.” Amina hangs up the phone and falls back onto her pillow with a sigh.

“You told Farren about yesterday?” I ask.

“Yeah. When I left I called her. She calmed me down and talked some sense into me,” she tells me. She apologizes to me again, but I don’t mind Farren knowing. She seems trustworthy.

Amina tells me that she and Farren are meeting up to hang out later. That works out perfectly since I already planned to make good on my promise to Rasul. I go back to sleep and when I wake up, Amina is gone.

I spend the rest of the morning relaxing alone in the living room. I’m still a little paranoid from last night, so I keep looking out the window to see if there are any suspicious vehicles sitting outside. I don’t see anything besides the neighbor’s cars. Around 2:00 I give Rasul a call. Instead of inviting me to his place, he asks me to meet him at the mall. Shopping with a fine man by my side? Sign me up!

Rasul and I go from store to store trying to find him an outfit for a show he has coming up. He says he’s not looking for anything fancy, but everything he picks up says otherwise. While I’m looking through the purse section just outside the fitting room, Rasul asks me to come look at his outfit.

“I really like this. I think Imma go with it,” he tells me. He spins around so I can see the entire outfit. He’s picked a pair of black slacks, a black turtleneck, a brown jacket and a black fedora. I’ve gotta give it to him, he’s got good taste in clothes. I’m staring at him so hard that I don’t even hear him asking me if I like the outfit.

“Hm? Yeah! Yeah, I like it. It looks great,” I tell him, trying to play it cool. Judging by the way he laughs at me, I know I failed. While the cashier is ringing up Rasul’s things, he walks away from the register and comes back with one of the purses I was looking at.

“You like this one?” he asks me.

“Yes, but-” Before I can say another thing, Rasul asks the cashier to add the purse to his purchase. The cashier looks at us then tells me, “you better keep him close honey”. If they only knew...

The two of us get lunch at a burger spot in the mall. While we wait for the waiter to show up, we talk for a bit.

“You know, you didn’t have to buy me that purse,” I tell Rasul.

“I know I didn’t have to; I wanted to,” he replies with a shrug. “You been dealin’ with a lot lately. You deserve it.”

“Well, thank you. That was…nice of you,” I respond with a smile. Our waiter arrives to take our drink order. I ask for a Shirley Temple; Rasul asks for a lemonade. Once the waiter leaves, we continue our conversation.

“So this is different. Being out in public together,” I tell Rasul.

“What you mean?” he asks.

“I mean, normally we’re alone and private. Hanging out with you like this is new,” I explain.

“What about the fundraiser? That was public. Everybody saw us, even your mans Jeff,” he jokingly reminds me.

“Ooh, he was so mad!” I reply with a laugh. The look on Jeff’s face when he saw me with Rasul was priceless! The waiter brings our drinks to the table then takes our food order. We talk some more while we wait for our food.

“So after this, you wanna come to my place?” Rasul asks.

“I should have known,” I respond, shaking my head.

“Wait, no, that’s not why. I wanna show you something I been workin’ on,” he explains. I would never pass on the chance to spend more time with Rasul, so I agree. We finish our meal, pay our tab, then head to his place.

Rasul takes me to a room I’ve never been to before. Inside is an entire music studio.

“You built this yourself?” I ask him.

“The whole thing,” he answers. I’m amazed at what Rasul put together. It’s impressive! He tells me to have a seat while he searches for something on his computer. I sit in an empty swivel chair and patiently wait.

“I put this song together for the show. I want you to listen to it and tell me what you think,” he explains. I’m flattered that Rasul wants me to hear his music. I listen to the whole song carefully. The beat is catchy. The lyrics talk about how he wants to stop fighting with his girl and make love instead. I wonder who he’s talking about. Probably his ex.

“I like it. It’s really nice,” I tell him once the song ends.

“Just nice?” he repeats nervously. I think he was expecting a bigger reaction out of me.

“It’s great! I really mean that. I love it and everyone else will too,” I assure him, placing my hand on his arm. We lock eyes and next thing you know, we’re locking lips. Our kissing intensifies; Rasul’s hands start to travel across my body. I pull away and tell him, “we don’t have to.”

“But do you want to?” he asks. Everything in me wants to, and he knows it. But I didn’t come here to have sex. The power of the P won’t get me today! I tell Rasul I have to get home to cook dinner. It’s a lie, but he doesn’t have to know that. I don’t need ot be out much longer anyway. There’s still someone out there watching me; I don’t want them watching Rasul too.

As I’m turning the key in my front door, I hear giggling inside. I walk in and find Amina and Farren sitting on the couch together. The giggling is coming from them.

“Hey now!” I happily greet them.

“Hey girl! I hope you don’t mind me bringing Farren over,” Amina says.

“Not at all, as long as y’all don’t throw a party,” I joke.

“Aw man, we gotta cancel the rave!” Farren jokes back. “I should be heading out anyway. Gotta rest up for tomorrow. Amina don’t you worry, everything is gonna be just fine. I’ll see y’all later.” Farren grabs her bag, gives Amina a hug then leaves.

“What’s goin’ on tomorrow?” I ask Amina. She hands me a piece of paper. It’s an eviction notice from her landlord.

“Oh my god, Mina…” I sit the letter down and give her a hug.

“I went by my apartment this mornin’ and found it on the door. I knew this might happen; I just didn’t think it would be this soon,” she sadly admits.

“Well you already know you have a home here, and you don’t have to be in a rush to leave,” I assure her. Amina thanks me and lays her head in my lap. She always does this when she’s sad or stressed. Right now she’s both.

“I only have 48 hours to get all my stuff out. Luckily Farren knows somebody who owns a storage unit. They’re gonna let me keep my stuff there for free and they’re gonna let us use one of their moving trucks,” Amina informs me. She tells me Farren convinced her brothers to do the heavy lifting.

“What can I do to help?” I ask.

“I’ll need you for moral support if nothing else,” she answers. There’s nowhere else I’d rather be than by her side.

The next morning Amina and I get up early, put on some comfy clothes and leave to meet Farren at Amina’s apartment. As we pull into the complex, we see three large men standing around the moving truck with Farren. There’s no doubt these men are her brothers. All three of them look like male versions of Farren: light-skinned with brown hair. Farren is the only one with freckles. Once Amina and I approach them, Farren introduces her brothers to us. She introduces Franklin & Frederick first. They’re the oldest. They’re identical twins, but their hairstyles make it easy to tell them apart. Franklin’s hair is long & curly like Farren’s. Frederick’s hair is cut into a low fade. Ralph is introduced to us next. He’s the youngest of the bunch. He’s not as muscular as his brothers, but he could still easily intimidate the average-sized man. His long locs are pulled back into a ponytail. The gentlemen say hello to us, then we start the moving process. Between the six of us, it doesn’t take long at all. The guys carry the heavy furniture while we carry the lighter things. On my last trip to the truck, I notice my shoe is untied. I’m bent over tying my shoelace when Ralph strikes up a conversation with me.

“So are you the girl Farren’s been goin’ on & on about?” he asks, sitting next to me on the curb. He has a country accent. It’s cute.

“What do you mean?” I ask, confused.

“For weeks she hasn’t shut up about Amina. How she’s so nice, so strong, so beautiful. Is that you?” he asks.

“Oh. No, I’m not Amina. I’m her best friend,” I inform him.

“Well in that case, I’m pleased to make your acquaintance, pretty lady,” Ralph says with a sly smile. I have to admit, Ralph is very handsome. As far as appearance goes, he’s got everything I like. But I’m not interested. “I do wish Farren would just go ‘head and make a move already though. Maybe then she’d stop actin’ like a lil’ schoolgirl.” I ask Ralph to explain what he means by Farren “making a move” on Amina. “Farren likes women. You ain’t know that?” he asks.

“No, I had no idea,” I reply.

“Yup, and she’s got a thing for your friend,” he explains.

“Yo Ralph! Stop spittin’ game and come help us wit’ this couch mayne!” Frederick yells from the window of Amina’s apartment.

“Duty calls,” Ralph whispers to me with a wink. As soon as he jogs away, Amina finds me. She wastes no time teasing me.

“Out here tryin’ to bag you a brotha, huh?” she asks with a laugh.

“You talkin’ bout Ralph? No. He came out here talkin’ to me. He actually told me something about Farren that I think you should know,” I respond with concern.

“Lemme guess, he told you Farren’s gay,” Amina says. “For whatever reason, Ralph still thinks it’s a secret, but Farren’s been out for like, two years now.”

“Okay, but there’s something else you should know-” I begin. I’m cut off by the guys asking us to step aside so they can put the couch in the truck.

“Welp, that’s the last of it,” Franklin says, rubbing his hands together.

“Yup, we’ll just take this to the storage then bring ya the key,” Frederick adds. Farren and her brothers head to the storage space while Amina and I head to my place to get her settled in.

“You were about to tell me something back at the apartment, what was it?” Amina asks me as we walk through the door. I’m a little nervous. I don’t know how she’s gonna take this.

“Ralph told me that Farren has a...thing for you,” I tell her cautiously.

“I know,” Amina replies, plopping down on the couch. She’s not even bothered.

“And you’re okay with that?” I ask.

“Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?” she asks in return. “I know what they taught us growing up, but it’s the 21st century. To be honest, I think I might feel the same way…,” Amina admits.

“How do you know?” I ask, sitting next to her.

“I really like Farren. And it’s not just a friendly type of thing. I really like her. She makes me feel happy...and safe...and comfortable. All I wanna do is be around her, and when I’m not, all I do is think about her.”

“That’s definitely a crush,” I reply. “So what are you gonna do?”

“I think I’m gonna tell her how I feel,” Amina replies. She couldn’t have decided at a better time either; Farren and her brothers just arrived. I invite all of them in and tell them to make themselves at home. Amina takes Farren outside to talk, leaving me alone with the guys.

“Y’all want something to drink or a snack?” I ask them.

“We’re fine Miss Lady. We don’t wanna impose,” Franklin says.

“Yeah, we don’t plan on bein’ here long. We’ll be outta your hair before your man gets home,” Frederick jokes.

“Very funny,” I reply sarcastically. “This here is a bachelorette pad.”

“So you’re single? Good to know,” Ralph says, nodding his head and smiling. The twins playfully nudge their brother. They find his flirting amusing; I don’t. Amina and Farren come back inside. They’re both smiling, so I’m assuming their talk went well. Farren tells her brothers she’s ready to go. The twins give me a normal farewell, but Ralph grabs my hand, kisses it, and tells me he’ll be seeing me soon. I pull my hand away and tell him I doubt it. I’m glad he’s leaving.

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Hello August.. Welcome Chapter 8! 🤍☀️🌡🏝🍦 #august #helloaugust #welcomeaugust #august2022 #summer #newmonth #newchapter #chapter8 #freshstart #letsdothis https://www.instagram.com/p/Cgtae-7o1a7/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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"The mind governed by the flesh is death, but the mind governed by the Spirit is life and peace." - Romans 8:6 (NIV) This particular chapter refers to life through the Spirit, as per the Apostle Paul, and stresses the importance of living in such a way. He basically divides everyone into 2 categories — those who are dominated by their sinful nature, and those who are controlled by the Holy Spirit. Who we choose to allow control is ultimately up to us: who we are influenced by, what we put in our ears (listen to) and even the places we find ourselves in play a huge part in that. All of us would be in that first category if Jesus hadn't offered us a way out. Once we have said yes to Jesus we will want to continue following Him because His way brings life and peace. So we must consciously choose to allow the Spirit to move within us, leading our thoughts and actions. This brings glory to God but also, peace to our souls. He never said this life would be easy, as we know the path is narrow (seemingly getting smaller in today's society) but that overwhelming sense of peace in all things is so worth it, not to mention Paradise. His Word is a great way to discover the guidelines He's set aside for us, and then it becomes our responsibility to follow them. God has a plan and a purpose for each one of us in this life, choose to seek His will, live out that purpose everyday, and allow the Spirit to give you peace. 🙏🏽 #Romans #Chapter8 #Verse6 #NIV #GuardYourMind #RejectTheFlesh #WaysOfTheWorld #Death #LiveByTheSpirit #TrueLife #Peace #FollowJesus #DailyDevotional #GodsWord #Scripture #BLESSED #StraightNoChaser #KeepTheFaith #GodsLove #Grateful #Faithful https://www.instagram.com/p/CeX7lphL69D/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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91w deancas is so delusional cause they been making heart eyes at each other since day fucking one, calling the other sweatheart, thinking of kissing the other innocently just for the sake of the other being kissed, because they deserve that softness in the midst of all the chaos around them and the minute they actually get to it (motherfucking 200 pages in mind you) they try so hard to revert it back into something purely phisical with no emotions involved AND THEY KNOW THAT IT'S MORE BUT IF THEY BOTTLE IT UP AND IGNORE IT THEN ALL THE REVERENCE OF MOST OF THEIR LOOKS AND TOUCHES WILL JUST DISAPPEAR which is the epitome of the dilusional repressed gay way of doing anything

#shut up i'm feeling things again #like mind you i'm talking about shit up til chapter8 #THIS HAS BEEN ROMANTIC THIS WHOLE GODDAMN TIME THEY'RE JUST SO SCARED TO FEEL ANYTHING #like cas the repressed gay boyTM losing all self control for the first time cause of dean #and dean “just had a queer awakening caused by my CO and i'm too new to having gay thoughts to be ashamed” winchester ???#it's a mess yall and i'm torn between being mad as hell and supporting each sorta shitty decision either of them makes #i wanna say mostly cas #but like as estabilished before #religous trauma blah blah repressed gay shit blah blah #you know how it is #i think i lost the train of thought somewhere along the way #ANYWAYSSS #i'm gonna be talking about 91w again constantly cause i'm plauged by thoughts #91w #destiel

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Chapter 8 - Love story

warning: nsfw, lesbian relationship, bdsm, spanking play, fingering, oral sex, shower sex, feelings

Narrator POV

In less than 24 hours, Eriss had kissed Kid, she had met the person who held the most tenderness in her heart, Kimi, and she didn't have time to assimilate everything. She just wanted to indulge in that unique feeling of being with a woman, and who was capable of giving her pleasure through exploring other senses.

Kneeling on the floor, Kimi kisses her softly. Her hands go down Eriss's neck, chest, and waist, giving her goosebumps, that touch that she had missed so much.

Using a whip with a leather head, it passes through the legs, stopping very close, and goes up the body to the neck.

Gently, Kimi takes Eriss' hand and tells her to lean on the sofa.

Starting with gentle strokes on the tail and legs, gradually increasing the force she applied. She calmed her skin as she ran her hands over that slender body and defined curves. Little bites and scratches of affection.

It didn't take long for Eriss to become more receptive, she began to leak with the touches and the intensity of the pain.

She was naked, but Kimi was wearing black lace lingerie, the transparent bra highlighted her small but desirable breasts. Lace briefs were above garters connected to a simple black waist gather.

Kimi leans on her, touching her intimacy, and makes Eriss sigh with that precise touch. Gently grabbing her breasts, he kisses her neck, turns her towards her, and leaves a mark on her collarbone.

Her eyes meet and read each other perfectly.

Eriss touches her breasts, kissing her neck, and moves down with her hands and kisses her waist. He puts her on the floor and takes off Kimi's panties.

With small kisses on her thighs, he approaches her flower. She runs her tongue lightly across her lips and her body contracts. It was the answer she needed, she positioned herself between her legs and played with her clitoris with her tongue. Her hands squeeze her thighs, digging her nails in with every hip movement Kimi makes, bringing Eriss's mouth closer to her.

A moan of pleasure is screamed, her body shudders for several long seconds and then relaxes.

Eriss is pulled up, being kissed and tasted. Kimi's fingers quickly hit her insides, making her moan. Between kisses and Kimi's internal touch, when she was almost approaching climax, she was told to sit down.

Kimi stands behind her with her legs open and fits Eriss between her. She ran her hands over her breasts, down to the place that was so wet and waiting too much. She quickly begins to move quickly, she feels Eriss' nails digging into her legs as her body is filled with adrenaline and screams of pleasure. She continues with the same movement until Eriss starts to writhe trying to escape that intensity.

-Let's take a shower, it's too hot in here. – says Kimi, getting up and undressing.

A vision of a blonde angel with green eyes. I can't help but notice scars on her back, I imagine she also suffered during the time she had to disappear, but she was still the strong and captivating person he remembered.

When Eriss arrived in the bathroom, Kimi was already under the shower, her wet body made her body even more desirable. Eriss grabs her, pushing her against the wall, kissing her, and holding her hands above her head.

-The little angel has gained wings, show me!

Eriss takes her legs and fits her hips. She moves her hair away, leaving kisses on her neck, and her hands squeeze her breasts, making Kimi bite her lip and let out a moan. Opening a little space, one of the hands fits into the intimacy and Eriss's fingers explore, once again.

Between kisses and hands exploring wet female bodies, more orgasms are felt, in that atmosphere of an old passion.

Kid POV

I wasn't able to spend the day on the boat, the truth is I just wanted to avoid Eriss.

It was extremely difficult to stop after that kiss, but it's better to take it easy since we're finally in a good place. I lost track of time and when I looked outside it was already a new dawn, I ended up getting too drunk on drinks and thoughts. I try to get up, but everything is spinning, I'm just going to lie down on the table for a bit, and in 5 minutes I'll be back at Victoria Punk.

-Captain, wake up – I wake up shaken by that time and react, immediately preparing to attack, but with the slow movements of the undertow, I am stopped and my arm is thrown behind my back.

– How much did you drink to not recognize your own tribulation?

That commotion made me wake up and only then did I realize it was Eriss. Why did she have to find me right away?

-Eriss? What time is it?

- Time to get scolded! Don't tell me you blacked out from drinking? Since when are you so irresponsible as normal?

-Ah? – as always she said things that didn't make any sense, but I ignored it, my head hurt too much – And you, what are you doing here? Did you come looking for me?

-I stopped here by coincidence and that's a good thing, otherwise, you would remain out of sight. Come on, let's go back to Victoria Punk.

She helps me get up and I try to wake up my body and shake off the hangover. I see her go to the counter and speak to a strikingly beautiful woman who hands her several bags.

She comes back and says something but the headache becomes so strong that I don't understand and I don't dare ask her to repeat it, I just want to get myself into a hole.

We walk in silence side by side, which allows me to admire her beauty. She seems happy, I think I can breathe a little and rest assured that she isn't upset with me.

Long loose hair, a tight black dress with lace details that reached mid-thigh, a garther on her right leg, black military boots with metallic details, a black leather jacket, and the chocker that I offered her. She was really beautiful and had a glow that won me over more and more.

We reach the ramp to go up and I say a thank you through my teeth. She was in front of me, she turned and smiled gently and came closer giving me a kiss on the cheek.

-Go rest, I'll prepare something to help with the hangover. – and I see her disappear in front of me.

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