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The Hidden Princess And Seven Nobles

Author: Gloryglory96
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Ara never thought that she would experience betrayal, she was killed by someone she trusted so much. Thinking she was dead but nothing, she came back to life in a different body and a different world. In a world that is far from modern, slavery and murder are very commonplace. Reviving in a different body did not make her happy, she was faced with two choices between life and death again, became one of the entertainer slaves at a hunting event held once a month by the superior sons of the kingdom, including the crown prince. With her abilities, will she be able to survive in her new world? ___________________________ READ MY OTHER BOOKS? * Rebirth Of The Queen. * Rebirth Of The Goddess * Unexpected Love: One Night With Mr. CEO

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Chapter 1Chapter 01. TARGET

No one knows how many times a rough sigh was heard escaping from the lips of a girl who was sitting on the edge of the rooftop of a five-star hotel. Her legs that she had left hanging seemed to swing in the void with the sound of chewing gum popping in her mouth.

The occasional night breeze blows her hair which she ponytails back, giving a cold and refreshing sensation to her skin.

Being in such a position, everything that reached her eyes seemed very small, even though the moonlight was shining dimly, but it didn't matter to her because the lights that spread out at several points below were enough to give her a clear light.

Her focus had been on the vehicle that had entered the basement hotel where she was currently, the bubble gum popping sounded more intense as the number of cars caught her eye, maybe she was counting? Who knows.

The black suit she was wearing made it seem as if she blended into the night. Being in that position for hours, not once did her eyes move the other way. Her gaze was very sharp. The girl was like a hunter watching her prey in silence.

The night is getting late, the number of vehicles entering the baseman hotel is increasing. Maybe because tonight businessmen, wealthy businessmen, and even several state officials gathered in one place, attending an event that might be more suitable to be called an event to show off wealth neatly packaged as 'PARTY'.

Several police cars and bodyguards joined her sight.

It didn't feel like two hours had passed. The night air is getting colder, cold to the bone.

Ting…

The girl reflexively glanced at the clock that was wrapped around her wrist. An alarm signaling that she should start moving. It is now two o'clock in the morning.

Slowly lifted her feet and stood on the rooftop floor which was starting to get wet from the night dew. Stretched her muscles for a few seconds and then started to move, her steps were light, seemed so relaxed as if she was not burdened by anything, continued to move until her tall body disappeared behind the door. Down the stairs, back into the skyscraper.

Only thirty minutes later….

"Durrrr…"

"Durrrr…"

Suddenly a gunshot rang out, echoing down every corridor and room, competing to attend to the sense of hearing of every human being.

The festive atmosphere at an elite party suddenly turned tense.

"Durrr…"

Once more gunshots rang out, the resulting magnetic wave was like a

death chants that terrorized hotel patrons.

As soon as the party stopped, several people rushed out of the room looking for the source of the temporary sound. Some of the others did not budge from their positions in the slightest.

Some bodyguards soon guarded their respective Masters while the others quickly spread out.

"Hurry up to the CCTV room and report the situation at this time," shouted one of the men

They wore a black suit and earphones perched on his ears.

"The others scatter, search all the rooms and find the source of the gunfire," he added again.

They are Bodyguards hired by each elite. Not only that, but some police also do the same. Everything scatters.

Bruk….!!!

The sound of the door being forced open was heard filling the room, which was lined with monitor screens.

"What happened?" asked a Policeman who just entered the room followed by two men who wear black uniforms.

His breath hitched when he saw that all the monitor screens didn't show anything.

"CCTV everywhere is broken, we are trying to fix it and some people are already spreading and checking it out."

"Since when did this happen?"

"Ten minutes ago," replied the man in charge of the room.

"Oh, Shit..." cursed a man wearing a black suit.

"Stop immediately and ask them to check all the rooms in this hotel," said the policeman giving orders.

"What? What happened?"

"Someone might have been killed," the policeman answered with absolute certainty.

"What?" One of the security reflexes rose from his position.

"Don't panic and stay calm. Tell the others to check all the places right away. I will ask for help from the nearest police station," said the policeman and then left the room without a word.

Only a few minutes later, access in and out of the hotel is closed.

In the panic of the people who were holding the party, no one noticed the existence of a girl who was currently out of a room that was on the third floor.

The candy popping sounds rubber sounds occasionally escaped her lips. Looking around it's still quiet, maybe everyone enjoying the sweet dream?

"Did I give too high of a dose for their dinner?" she muttered while

laughed lightly.

Stepping slowly and leisurely, she walked away from the room. Look at the trash can at the end of the corridor, for a moment

she stopped, and with a swift motion took out a knife and a gun from her shirt pocket and tossed it carelessly, as well as the black gloves she was wearing, could be seen as bloodstains that still looked wet filled several spots.

Finished with that, she then turned around. However, her steps suddenly stopped when she saw a little boy who was about seven years old was staring at her without blinking.

The girl approached and managed to make the child look scared.

"What's your name, little brother? Why wander around alone, hmm?" asked the girl-friendly with a wide smile on her lips, one hand stroked the boy's hair gently.

"Ni-Niko."

"Do you like candy?" she asked, Seeing Niko nodding faintly, the girl then let out a

gum left from her trouser pocket.

"This is for Niko."

"Don't be afraid, what I am throwing away was just a toy," she said again, gently stroking Niko's head.

"But Niko don't tell anyone, OK?"

The boy in front of her nodded, making the girl smile again.

"Then Auntie goes first, okay?"

"Niko, don't wander around alone," she added again rubbing the boy's chubby cheeks and then rising from her position.

'Just a kid, know what he is?' she thought and walked away.

*

"A FIVE-STAR HOTEL IN CITY CENTER X WAS HORRIBLE WITH A MURDER THAT HAPPENED IN THIS EARLY DAYS."

"FOUND THE BODY OF A MAN WITH SHOT WOUNDS AND TEN stab wounds strewn all over his body."

"THIS MAN IS A CEO OF GROUP XXX AND IS ONE OF THE LEGISLATIVE MEMBERS WHO NOMINATE HIMSELF FOR VICE PRESIDENTIAL IN THE NEXT PERIOD."

Ara casually sipped tea from a beautiful cup while staring at the TV screen. "Ten stab wounds?" she is laughed with a mocking smile.

"Besides being greedy, it turns out that they are also not good at counting," she added and grabbed her cell phone, which suddenly rang.

"Hello..." a man's voice came from the other side.

"Why contact me so early?"

"What else do you live in that place for? Your job is done, I've also seen the news mushrooming on social media."

"I can't go out, the security at the hotel is tightened. Wait until the situation is conducive."

"OK."

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