Ep 1. The B or B.

[*creak* Someone enters the room] Well well well.... uhhm* sorry... I know that you wanted to know what is happening here... and yes... I am the author. Yeah, I know what you want to ask me *author why did you choose the title as simple as this, you can name it something fancier than this, like you name your first novel Our Rebirth As Mortals.* Well... It's not like I don't like fancy names, but simple is also good an- huh!!! you don't want to know? Ok... I'll just tell you without you asking, because it's going to be a novel full of a suspense, plot, strategy and miseries I thought this title is pretty good. I'll also try to add a little bit of drama and that something-something that every teen want, so I think that... this title is best. I think I took too much of your time, you know what... actually... there isn't any story here. You're just wasting your time, just go and read some fairy tales, kid. Don't try to read the second paragraph.

Ok, I would not take any more of your time, it's already gone very off-topic. I'll come to the topic. I'll start the story from the third paragraph. Just start reading from the third paragraph. Here is nothing to read. Oh!!! I forgot to tell you I'm going to enter college soon... Yeah... am just 17 years and in Oct I'll turn 18. It's already 2023, I know time is just fleeing by but... Uhh!* let me just start the story.

(Ruhiva Grand Hotel, Russia) A car came and parked their car in parking. . A man in black suit get down from the driver's seat, *thump* <car door closing sound>. He put his hand on his right ear and signaled a person who is near the elevator. Then he opened the passenger's door. A man in business suit, look like a Korean boy in his 20s, just like a young master from a chaebol family, wore a pair of black gloves and sunglasses, get down from the car and headed to the elevator. Approx 24 bodyguards with him, he entered in hall full of peoples. In real, it was not an ordinary hall, it was a banquet to celebrate the succession of the mafia companies grandson. The grandson of the Marković family, Roliv Marković. The moment he entered the banquet, the guest stopped their chattering and went silent. It was as if no one is in the banquet. While he walked over the stage, everyone one was to look at him, some of them were looking him with anger, some for jealousy, some with awkwardness, and some with gratitude and happiness. As he gets on the stage, everyone's gaze went up at him. He raised a glass of Champaign and made a toast with everyone and said, "I am glad that my grandfather thought me capable of succeeding the company. I Roliv Marković, son of late Benet Marković, the king of Russian mafia, will take the position of the next king".

As he completed his sentence, everyone raised their glasses and toasted with him, and the sudden roar of voices "Congratulation for the succession" echoed the whole banquet. Roliv took another glass of Champaign, took a sip and said "but the party can't be continued without a blast or blood", as he said this, two people entered the hall with a person whose face was covered in black cloth. A bodyguard came to roilv and gave him a gun, he pulled the gun and started to spin it. He pointed his gun over every person in the banquet and said "One of you know who is this man, I want you to come and confess before I found that mole", roliv closed his eyes and called his man to bring the mole of the banquet before him. His men closed the doors of the hall and walk towards left where roliv's dad's eldest brother, his first uncle, was standing. The first uncle slightly trembled, his eyes moves left and right, everyone's gaze turns at him and before roliv's men came to caught him he ran towards roliv and kneeled in front of him. He started begging for his life, while every everyone was snickering and looking down on him.

Roliv laughed and came down from the stage. He crouched and pointed his gaze towards everyone. Once again everyone went silent as if his eyes warned him and said "it's my pray". He lifted his uncle's face with the tip of his gun, "First uncle... Huhh*... Why do you always do things like this? I already spare you millions of times, but you always do these stupid mistakes", he stands him up and hugged his uncle, then he gently patted on his back and went back on the stage. Roliv took the mic and said, "As I said to everyone, a party without blast or blood isn't a party at all. I'll start with my uncle" he put his mic down he and give the gun to his right-hand man Fetrić. "Shoot both of them fetrić", said roliv with a smirk. fetrić took the gun and said, "I've told you several times am older than you, at least call me brother". He shoots in the head of the man in mask and turn towards roliv and said "don't you think so!!!".

"Yeah-yeah I know, now please continue" said roliv. fetrić aimed at the first uncle's head and shoot him within a blink of an eye. The hall went silent as if no one is presented there. Roliv put the mic again, he smirked and with a glare as fierce as a wild predator, he said "From now on I am the king of Russia and the biggest legal weapon company of Russia 'Марковић вооружение и ядерное оружие' [The Marković armaments & nuclear weaponaries] and no one dares to mess with me or the company, or you would be next". His grandfather who was sitting all this while at the end of the stage stood and patted his grandson's shoulder. With proud showing all over his grandfather's face, he said, "Well... am very glad that I am giving the company in a very responsible hand... After his father's death, he was raised with a very strict rules and training, and I knew he would become the person I want. He didn't fail me nor my expectations, now I am looking at him, he looks exactly like his father."

Roliv was always close to his grandfather, when his grandfather praising him in front of everyone, like a small kid he felt so happy inside. His grandfather looked at him and continued his speech "Now I am becoming old, and I know, that in some months or days I'll leave this world soon so in this happy occasion, I would announce one more great news. I am arranging my grandson's wedding soon and coming to the wedding is a must", when roliv heard what his grandfather said, it was as if the ground was shaken off under his feet. His grandfather looked at him and said, "As my grandson said 'a party can't goes without blast or blood', he has done the blood, and now I have done the blast. I think everyone agreed with me". Everyone congratulates roliv, while fetrić was silently laughing at him.