
'Erick, do you want me to have a heart attack, you're being cheeky my dear fiancée. Don't provoke me or you'll regret it. You don't know how badly I want to devour you' she giggled inwardly on her shameless thoughts.
 
Thea instantly gathered herself from Erick handsome face. She cleared her throat to hide her shameless thoughts.
 
"What's brings you here, Erick?" As she said calmly. Unknown to her, Thea's face betrayed her calmed tone, she has already a bright red cheeks, 
which does not escape from Erick sight, he smirked on her cute demeanor.

'How adorable' He thought. 
 
It's only yesterday since their engagement was officially sealed off by the old man La Roche. Since that day Thea's face always cross Erick's mind.  He felt strange to the intensity of his attraction towards her. Eveytime he saw Thea his chest was beginning to beat loudly as if it would escape from his rib cage.

Thea furrowed her eyebrow as she saw Ericks looked at her in dazed "What's brings you here?"she repeated.

Erick return to his senses as he rubbed the back of his head in embarassment "I wanted to pay a visit, I hope I didn't disturb your rest?" 

Thea smiled on him as she walked and stayed beside him and spoke "You're always welcome here, Erick"

Erick felt grateful that Thea was his fiancee, now he cannot imagined himself being tied to someone other than her. Is it because she was the only woman who captured Erick's attention. 

Nevertheless, he always felt ashamed when he thought about the reason why he agreed on the engagement. But he already change his mind and promise to genuinely accept the Thea wholeheartedly. 

He stride near Thea which only an inch away. As he hold her hand and kissed the back of her palm. Thea's was taken aback on Erick action, who would have thought that the stoic Erick have this romantic side of him.  

"Your unusually bold today General Erick" she teases him while she playfully smiled at him. But she cannot hide the fact that Erick actions makes her heart flustered in delight. 

Erick grinned on the red cheeks of Thea. He succeeded on making her flustered infront of him. Since the day they met, he felt that Thea was enjoying teasing him and unintentionally seducing him through her adorable acts.

'Should I thank Nick about this?' He thought.

Erick was conscious on what Nick told him last night on how woman saw him from afar, he doesn't want Thea to be afraid of his stoic face. Only the thought  of Thea ignoring him makes him unable to sleep. It was the only reason why he followed all Nick tips on dating, though some parts of it makes him uncomfortable. 

According to Nick expert advise. Woman like men who are bold and utterly handsome. The reason why he change his usual attire as well as the way he act infront of her. But he was also suprised to himself on how it came naturally on him, though the tips do helped him a lot to be more confident. 

He continued "I'm just doing what my instict was telling me" he half smile making him looked dashing on Thea's eyes. 

Thea already knew what Erick is trying to do, he really wanted to impress her today. Though what she really want is to Erick to become comfortable around her and not act just to impress her. Now she wondered on his sudden change of behaviour.

She pondered on her thoughts then a bright mischievously smile flash on her face as if she already have an idea of Erick change of behaviour.

 "And what would be your instinct was telling you about" she crossed her arms above her chest provoking Erick boldness.

Thea already knew that Erick does not act like this, though they are not close before she was observant on how he act infront of everyone and to her Erick was a stoic and timid person. Now she concluded that someone from Erick side teached him to act this way infront of her. 

'Okay Erick, who taught you this kind of things. Let's see how far your mentor teaches you.' She smirked, thus she had to admit that she's enjoying his boldness today.

Erick chuckled on Thea's teasing tone as he went along her antics "My instict was telling me to give you these flowers" he offered her a bonquet of red roses. Making Thea smile from ear to ear. 

Thea received the red roses merrily, she never imagined that there would be a day that Erick would offer her a bonquet of red roses. 

"It's beautiful Erick" as she sniffed the fresh scent of roses.

She was too overwhelmed with joy as she pounced Erick into a tight embrace, which froze Erick on the spot, he doesn't know what to do, it was his first time to be hugged by a woman, as his hand froze in mid air. 

Her faint vanilla scent envade Erick nostril that's to addictive to him. As he savoured the sweet scent of Thea his arms instinctively  move on its own and hugged back Thea tightly.

The two embrace each other, under the cold wind at the balcony. Thea squeezed herself into Erick arms. They just officially met yesterday, but they cannot hide the fact that there's a huge attraction between them. 

On Thea's perspective who had live a miserable life before. These moment with Erick is something she always looked forward and dreamed about. Now it's happening under her nose. 

'If this is a dreamed, please don't wake me up' she thought. 

"Thank you so much Erick. This is the first time I received such a lovely flowers ".

'The first flowers she received came from me' he grinned and felt proud over it.

Erick lower his head to peek the side of Thea's adorable face who was now snuggling herself into his chest. He just let her do what she want, he cannot complained that he was loving her small soft body that's rubbing against his skin.

This was the reason why Erick doesn't believe on the rumors about Thea being the rumoured evil lady of La Roche Family that Nick was warning him about.

'How come this adorable lady is evil. Don't worry Thea I always protect you' he thought as he tighten his embrace to Thea.

Erick stroke the head of Thea affectionally. While she closed her eyes savouring his big warm hand on her head. Thea relished the moment of Erick embrace and his touch that soothe her longing heart. 

They stayed in that position for a while when Thea spoke gently "How did you know that red roses is my favorite flower?" Without breaking the tight embrace she was giving him. 

Erick chuckled, she was like a tamed kitten which was very opposite on the rumors , as he continue stroking her head lovingly.

"I was observing your mansion yesterday and I notice the red flowers scattered on every corner of the mansion. I just assume that you like red roses" he said truthfully.

Thea looked up and parted from the embrace as she give him a playful smile. "You really have a sharp senses General Erick"

She added "Come let's go inside it's cold out here, I'll ask Anne to prepare snack for us" as Erick nooded in agreement. 

She took Erick hands and immediately dragged him inside the living room, he was used to this side of Thea who comfortably touched him. 

They are now sitting side to side on the sofa. Erick was now contemplating on how he would ask Thea to go out. It was his first time asking a woman on a date. 

Then he remembered Nick tips on dating. 'Number 3 tips: Woman doesn't like man who doesn't know how to speak on the date be bold and and show her whose the man' 

'Should I'll be bolder it doesn't suit me' he thought between his sighed. 

Thea noticed the gloomy expression of Erick and asked worriedly "Are you okay Erick?Do you feel sick? Wait here let me asked Anne to get you some medicine" she bombarged him with questions. Thea was about to stand up to get the medicine herself, when Erick grab her hand to stopped her. 

Thea looked at Erick with confusion written all over her face. 

She tilted her head "Is there something you want to say?" 

"Thea the thing is-" he paused and glanced at Thea whose face was full of worry. 

He could only blamed Nick if Thea wont agreed on going out today, as he gulped a huge saliva on his throat to release the tension.

 "I'm here to ask you on a date, I was hoping that we could eat outside. If that's okay to you" he said in one breathe as if he was reporting to his superior at the military. 

Thea didn't know whether she would laugh or cry on Erick way of asking on a date. Who in the right mind would asked a girl out on the day itself without prior noticed. Though she also doesn't have lots of experience on men but there are lots of men who asked her on a date before. 

Looking at Erick's pleasing face as if it would broke his heart. She laughed inwardly on Erick innocence. 

'Your the cutest Erick, is that the reason your gloomy, are you afraid I'll would reject you'she thought. 

But aside from that she was overjoyed that finally Erick asked her out. In her previous life they never got a chance to indulged on dating nor having a time of their owned. 

'Who ever sent me back, Thank you for letting me experience this treasured moment with Erick' 

Thea, who was engrossed reminiscing her past experiences unknown to her that Erick was anxiously waiting for her reply.

'Oh! She must have been busy, I knew it Nick tips on dating is a useless, I shouldn't believe on him' he thought as he clicked his tongue. 

Erick was about to speak up when Thea answered him.

"Okay since its a date" he teases him.

Erick instantly stood up in delight upon hearing Thea's reply and answered hurriedly. 

"Yes its a date Thea" 

Thea immediately flushed a playful smile as she took the hand of Erick and intertwine it together. Erick was then again caught off guard. But went along with her and as he squeezed her hand. 

 "Then let's go my Erick" she said confidently. 

Erick chuckled, as the word 'my' came from Thea's lips which makes his heart jumped in joy.  

"Let's go my Thea."








BRONZE TIER WINNER OF WPC#153 FEMALE LEAD THE WORLD OF VILLAINS CONTEST.
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[Beware: Strong Female Lead on the loose]
 
They say that "A Villain is just a victim whose story hasn't been told". But what if the Villain in the story is a true villain through and through?
 
Meet Lethea Sy La Roche. She was a true villainess who was blinded by power, jealousy, and hatred. Her mother died at an early age, resulting in her father to get married again and build a new loving family without her. She was consumed by jealousy and hatred.
 
She promises to herself that she would take all their happiness as they took away hers. Lethea blamed all her misery on her family. Also, her grandfather married her to a commoner military man who she hates the most her husband. 
 
Lethea La Roche planned a scheme for each of them, resulting in a devastating ending to all her family. A true definition of villainess a spoiled and arrogant Heiress of La Roche, she was a selfish woman who only cares about power. Lethea was famous in her name the Evil Heiress of La Roche. 
 
But that was all in the past, now she was known as Thea, who was left with nothing and living in a small apartment working paycheck to paycheck. 
 
How can the Evil Heiress of La Roche lead her second chance in life? Will she repeat the same mistakes or will she change the outcome and have her happy ending?!

Many SECRETS will unfold, can she handle it??

Excerpt:
 
"So that's it... I'm just a puppet on somebody else scheme" Thea scoffed in disbelief.
 
['I can't believe that I accepted being a villainess in the past life and took all the blame when there's a puppet master who manipulated me']
 
"They want to know why they call me an Evil Heiress of La Roche, then I will show them what kind of evil puppet they created!" she smirked. 

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Warning: If you are looking for a weak female lead this is not a novel for you. 

Words per Chapter: 1,000 to 1,500
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Chloe blew a kiss to herself in the bathroom mirror, then smiled, carefully put the lipstick back into her small purse, and checked her dress.
"Flawless!" she said and turned and walked out of the bathroom.
She headed back into her office and grabbed a folder. She was meeting with her boss, Brenda, this morning. She dreaded the meetings with her, who was always trying to relate to her on a level of color. She noticed Brenda never did this with her peers, but over time she'd gotten used to it.
Chloe quickly scanned through the folder and walked out of her office, then walked down the hall, stopped in front of an office door, and softly knocked. She heard a muffled voice say, "Come in."
As she opened the door, she noticed Brenda on the phone. She was speaking softly. Chloe stood in the threshold of the doorway, not sure if she should enter or wait. Brenda motioned for her to come in. Chloe shut the door behind her and sat in one of two large chairs in front of Brenda's large desk.
"Yes, I'm sure that will be fine," Brenda said as she nodded her head. "Okay, thank you." She hung up the phone and smiled at Chloe. "Chloe, what's up, girl?"
Here we go, Chloe thought to herself.
She managed to muster a smile and say, "Good morning, Brenda."
"I called you down here for a couple of reasons. First of all, our new client, Mr. Roberts, is looking to get into charities. He's been very pleased with your work and asked for you specifically on this project. He's looking around to partner with an organization. If you have any ideas, he's open."
Chloe nodded her head. "Okay. I have a few ideas. I'll run them by him."
"Great," said Brenda. "You know his account is big and very important to the firm. He seems to like you, your style. I don't know what you're doing, but girl, keep it up." Brenda smiled at Chloe. "I also wanted to ask you something else...non-work related," Brenda said.
Chloe raised her eyebrow. "Okay, sure. What can I help you with?"
Brenda stood up, walked over to Chloe, and sat down next to her. She then leaned in close to her. "I know I'm your boss and all, but I like to consider us friends. We have a certain vibe. You feel me?"
Did this woman just say "You feel me?" Chloe said to herself.
"I feel like I can confide in you. We're like sistas, or is it sisters? Anyway, I feel we have a bond." Brenda smiled.
It's "sistas", bitch, and where the fuck is this going? Chloe thought to herself. She cocked her head to one side, looking a little confused. "What do you need?" she asked.
Brenda hesitated a moment, then blurted out, "I'm dating a Black guy!"
Oh, HELL no! This bitch is too fucking much. Breathe, girl, breathe. What does she want me to do, throw a party? Alert the media! Breathe, girl, breathe, Chloe said to herself
Brenda smiled widely and leaned back into her chair as if she'd just announced she cured cancer. Chloe didn't answer; she opened her mouth slightly, then quickly closed it.
"I just wanted to talk to you and find out what I need to know about dating a Black guy. I mean, I never have, so any tips?" Brenda asked excitedly.
Chloe half-smiled. Is this bitch for real? Tips? What the fuck?
She took a deep breath and managed to say, "Well…a man is a man."
Brenda stood up. "Oh, I know that," she said, waving off Chloe's comment. "I just want to know what to expect. I mean, do Black men really…down there? What about cooking? I mean, I don't know the first thing about soul food. Hey, doesn't your friend own a soul food place?"
Chloe took another deep breath. "Brenda. I'm glad you're out there dating. As long as he treats you right and is kind, I don't think color really matters." She stood up. "And as far as your other question…well, I'm just gonna leave that right here."
Brenda frowned. "Oh, I hope I didn't offend you, Chloe."
Chloe smiled as she walked toward the door. "Of course not, Brenda," she said. "I'm going to reach out to Mr. Roberts."
She quickly opened the door and let herself out. She stood for a moment, then shook her head in disbelief. She quickly walked to her office, closed the door, went directly to her phone, and called Tallulah, who picked up on the 3rd ring.
"What's up, girl?" Tallulah said.
"Oh my motherfuckin' god! You will never guess what just happened to a bitch!" Chloe said.
"Someone tried to touch your hair?" replied Tallulah.
"Oh, you got jokes? No, bitch. Brenda, my boss, just asked me for tips 'cause she datin' a Black guy. She said that. Tips. Do you motherfuckin' hear me?? Tips!"
Tallulah laughed. "What? Are you serious right now?"
"Yes, girl. Then she gonna ask a bitch if all niggas have big dicks!"
"Wait, did she says 'niggas'?" Tallulah asked.
"T, no, if she would have said omething' like 'niggas', I'd be callin' you from jail."
"Wait. Chloe, did you trip out on her?" Tallulah asked, sounding concerned.
"You know what? I do know how to control myself and communicate with people. So no, I didn't trip out. I kept my motherfuckin' cool. I actually got the fuck out of there before I did go the fuck off."
Tallulah laughed. "So, what tips did you give her? Should I be writing this down?"
"Girl, bye," Chloe said and hung up the phone.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, then decided to turn her attention to Stanley Roberts. She clicked on her computer, found the file on him, and opened it. She studied it for a moment, then called her assistant, April. April was a heavyset girl with brown hair. Her horned-rim glasses made her look older than she was. Chloe liked her. She was smart and very capable. She wanted to give her a complete makeover but never mentioned it to her.
"April, please set up an appointment with Stanley Roberts. Make it a few weeks from now," Chloe said to her as she stood in the doorway, quickly writing down the information.
"Is there anything else, Chloe?"
Chloe looked up. Have you ever thought about contacts? Chloe thought to herself.
"No, April, that's it."
April nodded and left the office.
 "I wonder if she dates?" Chloe said out loud.
 
* * *
 
The lunchtime traffic at Zoe's place had thinned out. A few stragglers were still there, but the restaurant was mostly empty. Tallulah sat at an empty table and opened her laptop. She went to her email and quickly scanned her inbox, then stopped on a message that had "You & Me" in the heading. She clicked on it and read:
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Dear Ms. Brock,
 
Thank you for submitting your writing samples. Your style is very unique. I would like to speak with you about an opportunity I have for a freelance writer. I would like to arrange a time to speak with you. Please call me. My office number is 555-887-9898. Speak with my assistant
 
Patty.
 
Thank you
Sharon Eckerson
Editor You & Me
 
She stared at the email. She read it again. She moved her mouth so as not to miss any words. She then smiled and said, "Thank you, writing gods."
Tallulah stood up and walked into the kitchen, where she found Zoe in her office, going over receipts. "I got one!" she said triumphantly.
Zoe looked up. "Got what?"
Tallulah sat down. "A job lead. I got a lead for a freelance writing gig."
Zoe smiled, put down the receipts, walked over to Tallulah, and hugged her. "Good job. I knew someone would recognize your talent."
"Well, I don't have the job yet. They just want to arrange an interview. But she did say my samples were unique."
"Who?" Zoe said.
"Sharon Eckerson, Editor of You & Me."
Zoe frowned. "Never heard of it. What do they write about?"
"Well," Tallulah began, "if I remember right, they're a glam magazine. You know, makeup, dieting stuff, fashion, and travel."
Zoe replied, "That doesn't sound like you. I've never known you to write about fashion or makeup."
She sighed. "It isn't me, but as long as it pays, I'll write about whatever they want."
"So, what's the next move?" Zoe asked.
"I need to call and arrange an interview," Tallulah said.
"Well, you can use the office phone if you want," Zoe said.
"No, I think I'll head home. I need to talk to Michael about my idea for the homeless shelter."
Zoe looked at her. "Your gut?
"I'm telling you, Zoe, there's a story there," Tallulah protested.
"Hey, did you hook up with Anna?"
"Tomorrow," Tallulah replied. "That's why I need to get with Michael today."
"Well, tread lightly, please, T. Don't go getting deep into someone else's business," Zoe said.
 
* * *
 
"If you continue to raise the price, I won't be able to print! " Michael yelled into the phone. He listened to the voice on the other end of the phone, and then abruptly hung up. "Fuck you," he said to the phone, then leaned back into his chair. "What I am going to do?" he said out loud.
He put his hands over his eyes and sat in silence for a moment. When he heard a light knock on his office door, he looked up to see Tallulah standing in the doorway.
"Is everything OK?" she said softly. He didn't answer. "I overheard part of the conversation.
Didn't sound good," she said, sitting down.
"It wasn't. I can't keep up with the rising cost of printing," he said, frowning.
"I'm so sorry, Michael. I know this paper is your dream," she said softly.
"I know print is old fashioned. Everything's online now, but the feel of a newspaper is something special. The way it sounds when you unfold it. The smell of the ink. I know it sounds corny," he said.
Tallulah didn't speak. She wasn't sure what to say.
"Well, maybe it's time to look at going online, a digital platform," Michael said, perking up.
"Maybe," she replied. "Do you know how to do that?" she asked.
He smiled. "Nope," he answered. "But I'm sure there's plenty of info." He sat for a moment. "Okay, well, let's change the mood in here. We're not out of business yet. What's up?"
Tallulah shifted in her chair. "Well," she started, "I want to do the story on the homeless shelter. I volunteered with Zoe last week. They lost their funding to open a bigger shelter. The anonymous donor backed out."
Michael raised an eyebrow. "So what are you thinking, you'll find out who the donor was?"
"No, I was actually thinking about highlighting the people who need the shelter to survive, maybe take a look at mental illness."
Michael opened his desk drawer and pulled out a chess game box. "I'll tell you what. You beat me at chess, and you can work your angle. I win, you work the donor angle. Deal?" He smirked.
"Really?" she said, smiling. "You know you haven't beat me in years, right?" "I've been working on my moves," he replied.
"Okay," she agreed, "you have a deal."
Tallulah leaned forward and helped him set up the board, then watched him as he concentrated on the game.
"Remember when you taught me to play?" she said, not taking her eyes off him. Michael nodded and raised his finger to his lips. "Shhh…concentrating."
"It was the first time we ever met…formally. I was getting out of reading Tom Sawyer." She smiled. "Wow, that was like yesterday."
"Tallulah, please, you're messin' up my strategy," he scolded.
"It's going to be a long afternoon," she said.
The game lasted a little over 90 minutes. Michael took his time concentrating on his moves, studying the board.
She was texting on her phone when he said, "I never should have taught you this game." "Oh, is it my turn?" she said, not paying attention to the game.
"Seriously?" he asked.
"Sorry. You're just taking sooo long between moves. I got bored.�� She smiled. She looked at the board. "Oh, checkmate."
"What the fuck?" Michael stood up. "I hate you," he said. She smiled. "I love you, too. I guess it's my angle, right?"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Michael said, studying the board. "I really hate you."
"Well, your timing is perfect. I was just texting Anna, the shelter director. She can meet with me tomorrow.
Tallulah looked at the board, then at Michael. He was still studying the board. His hand was perched underneath his chin, and he had a scowl on his face. He muttered something.
"So…" said Tallulah. "I guess I'll be going." She stood up and backed towards the door. "It was fun…playin' you…again."
She stood for a moment longer and left the office. Michael continued to study the chessboard.

 
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You Sound White is the story of protagonist Tallulah and a cast of young aspiring African-American women five years post-college. Her writing career has not taken off as she has planned and is working three jobs to make ends meet. She has grown up in a world that judges her by her skin color and how she talks. Her life takes an unexpected turn when she befriends a homeless woman named Lily. Tallulah realizes that there is a story there and as Lily's past materializes, her own life is illuminated and dissected in ways she could never imagine.

My arms ached as I stared up at the ceiling. The whole night I was busy trying to get Baron to stop touching me. In between us was a divider that I had formed out of pillows. I sighed. I peeked over the pillows. Baron was sound asleep. He looked like a Greek God. 

Mila you have to get your head in the game! Stop daydreaming! This is your new life. The best course of action is for me to find out as much as I can about my current predicament. Based on Baron's words earlier it can be said that I'm not officially his wife. 

So far I don't know how I've come to know him. Where I am. What time period I'm occupying. As well as my position in history. 

Based on the attitude and clothing of Baron he was surely a pirate. Pirates occupied the seas mostly during the 16th century. Shit! I've went almost four hundred years into the past? I sat up from the bed. 

The nightgown which I wore was in a corset style. Yup. I am now sure as hell that I'm in the 16th century. One question answered. Now I have to understand my predicament. I slowly and quietly tiptoed across the room. I looked back. Baron was still sound asleep. I took his coat from the floor and wore it along with his hat and boots. Using a ribbon I tied my long brown hair back in a ponytail. 

I closed the bedroom door behind me lightly as I walked down the hallway. The ground tilted as the water below moved. It looks like I actually am on a ship. But how do I get to the deck? 

Towards the end of the corridor I reached a wooden stairway which led to a door. I turned the knob only for it to be locked. Of course. Shit wasn't going to be easy for an unlucky girl like me. I dug in to the coat pocket. 

Bingo! 

It took me 20 minutes to go through all of the keys on the chain to open the door. Once I did, I was faced with an unforgettable sight. 

The deck was empty. I walked towards the front of the ship and breathed in the salty air. The sun above was shining with clear blue skies. It's been a long time since I've felt at ease. I looked over the railing. The water was calm with slight waves crashing against the ship. Now that I look at it the ship looks almost identical to the cruise that I sunk in. Was this all really a coincidence? 

There was no land in sight. I groaned. I hated being at sea. Ever since my childhood I hated going to the beach with my family. I held my aching heart. It's better to focus on my current life. I need to get information about how I've come to meet Baron. I turned to walk back-

"Ah fuck."

"Could you please stop cursing and act more like a lady my wife?"

Speak of the devil. He was only wearing a white blouse and black pants along with a pair of knee high boots. I walked past him towards the door to the bottom of the ship. Baron pulled my arm back. I stopped walking and faced him with a scowl.

"What do you want Baron?"

He smiled as he answered.

"I would like my wife to give me some attention."

"Stop calling me your wife. We aren't even married. Actually we're not even dating for God's sake."

Baron tilted his head in confusion when I mentioned dating. I sighed. I guess that my 21st century vocabulary isn't really going to help me in this situation. 

"Even if we aren't married you will become my wife."

"How can you be so certain?"

Baron leaned in and circled his arm around my waist as he whispered. 

"Because your body is already mine."

"Ugh."

I pushed him away. 

"Baron we are both consenting adults. What we did that night was something on a whim. Don't take it too seriously. After all I think nothing of you. So could you please explain to me why I'm on your ship and why my men are being held captive by you?"

Baron snickered.

"First of all Mila, I will take our first night together seriously as I have enjoyed it and I believe that you have as well. Second, by capturing your men I can use them as leverage in order to keep you by my side."

"Well then kill them all and release me."

Baron looked at me in shock. As I said those words I inwardly hoped that he wouldn't take me seriously. The men were innocent after all. But that statement serves me the purpose of appearing ruthless and emotionless. This is the only way that I can get him to stop clinging to me. 

I looked over and scowled. Why was the bastard blushing?

"Oh my dear Mila you are way better than I've initially thought. You truly are worthy of becoming the wife of a Pirate king."

Fuck me. This man was actually a pirate. But wait, don't pirate's usually have bounties out for their head? He also stated that he was the pirate king. My pupils became money symbols as I looked at him. But alas this isn't the modern times with phones or the internet. So how would I report him?

I looked up from my thinking only to jump back. Why was Baron's face so close to mine? He looked down at my corset. I tilted my head in confusion as he smiled.

"Looking good wife. But don't you feel shame that you are wearing a man's clothes?"

Ugh, the old time sexism. God being a woman during this time is quite the pain in the ass. 

"Why can't I? Aren't I as capable to pull off the look as you do?"

Baron burst into laughter before looking back at me. 

"Oh my wife is quite the strong woman." 

I walked up to Baron and held his neckline as I leaned in. I then spoke in a threatening voice. 

"Take me to see my men and release them now. If you do I will keep up with your wife charade until we come across land. After that I will leave you and never see you again. Do you understand?"

Baron looked into my eyes with his emerald ones challenging me. 

"My dear Mila, what if I choose to not comply with your request?"

I put the barrel of the silver gun on his forehead and snickered. His coat was quite the treasure. 

"Then I'll blast your motherfucking brains out."

Baron smiled as he held the barrel of the gun.

"Then do it. Dying by your beautiful hands would be an honor. But are you willing to handle the consequences?"

Suddenly I felt the tips of several swords place themselves around my waist. I looked up only to see about ten men point their swords at me. I smiled and retracted the gun. I then placed it on the deck and raised my hands.

"You win this one you fucking bastard."

Baron laughed then touched his lips to my cheek.

"You're quite brazen my dear but I like it."

The second I get myself out of this situation I swear that I'm going to slap that smirk off his beautiful face.
...........

Thank you for reading my luvs❤️ please stay safe😷😍

After 18-year-old Mila’s cruise sinks she wakes up naked next to a handsome man! 

But wait the man she woke up next to calls her wife? And he’s known as the vicious pirate who destroys ships and steals their loot? 

As Mila grows accustomed to living as this man’s wife she finds out that there is a billion dollar reward for his head. As well as a map for navigating through the Bermuda Triangle. Mila’s purpose thus changes as she finds ways to turn him in.

Will Mila survive in this new world by handing over the handsome pirate or be taken captive by his love?

BOOK 2 COMING IN 6/15/21

"I love you. You can't go on a date with anyone else!" Yun said holding her possessively against himself. 
"But we aren't really dating." Lijuan said pulling away from him. 
"I fell in love with you from the first time I set my eyes on you. I only pretended to be your boyfriend because I'm in love with you." Yun said holding on to her with pleading eyes. 
"But..."
"No buts." Yun cut in hurriedly. "Marry me. Be my wife and make me a happy man." Yun said going on one knee with a ring in his hand. 
"I don't even know how I feel about you yet." Lijuan complained in distress. 
"Love will come eventually. I love you enough for two." Yun told her and she turned around to see her parents clapping happily. 
"Say yes" Shan whispered to her happily.
"Juan what are you waiting for? Say yes." Her mother whispered. 
She opened her mouth to say yes but suddenly a black handsome guy took hold of her left hand. "Who are you?" Yun asked angrily. 
"I'm Yanju! Her boyfriend. You can't marry my girlfriend!" The black handsome guy said angrily. 
"I met her first!" Yun exclaimed grabbing her right hand. 
"She is two-timing both guys? What a disgrace!." Rong exclaimed laughing like a witch and Jiaying with her. 
"Please let me go!" Lijuan cried as both guys held both of her hands as they tried to pull her towards them.
"She is mine." Yun told Yanju. 
"No. She is mine." Yanju responded. 
She turned to see two old men quarelling with each other. Their grandfathers were fighting because of her amd she could hear them saying "She is my granddaughter-in-law"
"No, she is my granddaughter-in-law"
Lijuan fell to the floor and started crying as both guys started throwing punches at each other. 
"Lijuan? Wake up!" Shan said shaking her until she opened her eyes. She was sweating profusely. 
Lijuan tried to catch her breath as her eyes settled on Shan. 
"Oh! It's just a dream. Thank God!" Lijuan cried in relief. Her heart was still thumping very fast. For a moment there she had thought she was in a real love triangle! 
"What were you dreaming about that made you cry?" Shan asked curiously. She had been roused from sleep because Lijuan was thrashing on the bed and crying. 
Shan frowned as Lijuan explained her dream. "I guess this is stressing you out more than I thought. Calm down Lijuan. Everything will be fine." Shan said worriedly. 
Lijuan had dozed off while waiting for Sexy Yun to advise her on what to do. She picked up her phone as she walked over to the toilet to ease herself. When she was done, she remained there and logged in the site where she saw two messages from Sexy Yun.
"I don't think it's wise getting into another fake relationship. I'll suggest you end whatever you have to do with the other guy."
"If you still decide to go on with it, text me when you make up your mind to meet this new guy so I can give you tips and wish you luck." Sexy Yun had sent.
A smile appeared on Lijuan's face as she read the message. Yea, she really needed the good luck wish.
"Thank you so much for always being my listening ear online." Lijuan sent happily as she sighed in relief. He understood her after all... She was just going to meet Yanju in person and tell him the truth. 
She quickly texted Yanju... "Let's meet tomorrow then. I need to tell you something." 
She went back to bed and dozed off with a smile on her face. Everything was going to be fine after all. All she needed to do was take tips from Sexy Yun, tell Yanju the truth and end things with him unless he preferred to wait until things ended properly between her and Yun.
                   ************
When Yang Lei saw the message from his online girlfriend, he smiled. Finally, everything was working out well. 
"Good! Let's meet up by 3pm if you are free. I can't wait to finally see you." He sent the message to her with a grinning emoticon. 
From his messages, Lijuan could guess he was the free spirited type. He was always using emoticons unlike Sexy Yun.
Lijuan was skeptical about going out though. The past few days, she had not picked anything since she had always been indoors or out with someone plus a lot was going on with her. 
What if she picked something? She didn't want to go through any form of embarrassment. Thankfully, she had told Yanju about her condition but she didn't want to risk embarrassing the both of them on their first date.
"So where are we meeting?" She finally asked reluctantly. 
                     **************
Yun was lost in work but the moment he heard his phone beep with a notification, he opened the dating site. 
"We are meeting by 3pm. Wish me good luck." She had sent him.
An evil smile creeped up his face as he exited the app and immediately dialed his grandfather's number. 
"Hello grandfather, sorry I haven't reached you. Work has been stressing me out."
"There's no problem. But you should take a break sometimes." His grandfather said with a sigh. 
"Yes sure.. I will." He said with a smile. 
"So why did you suddenly call?" His grandfather asked curiously.
"Oh.. I wanted to ask if you are free tonight. I can come over with Lijuan. We are both free today." He said with a smile. He knew his grandfather was never going to let go of this chance.
"Really? I'm free. Of course I'm free!" He said excitedly. 
Once the call ended, a full smile was plastered on his face as he kept checking the time. 
Yun smirked when he remembered her message thanking him for being her listening ear.
'Listening ear online indeed! Just wait till you find out my plans for you' Yun said with a scoff as he checked the time again.
It was just past one. 
"She should have some fun." He said to himself as he returned to work.
           ~~~~~~~~~~
A few minutes past two, Lijuan was sitting in front of the mirror as she put a final touch on her make up before her phone rang with a call from Yun.
She was surprised to see his call wondering why he was suddenly calling her and for some reason, she felt guilty. 
"Hello?" She said in a low voice. 
"Did I trouble you?" He asked with mock apology. 
"No.. I'm not busy. What is it?" She asked nervously. 
"I am sorry but.... my grandfather is only free today and would like to see the both of us this evening. So I think we should both meet up by 3pm so we can plan everything we are going to tell him before we meet him." Yun said with a grin on his face. He couldn't believe how much he was enjoying this.
Lijuan's eyes widened in surprise as a gasp escaped her lips making Yun want to laugh out loud. 
"Are you okay? Is it a bad time?" Yun asked pretending to be sorry. 
"I'm fine." She said and hiccuped. 
"So? 3pm it is, right?" Yun asked.
"Uhm... Yea. 3pm." Lijuan said reluctantly almost bursting into tears. 
"I'll pick you up by 3pm." Yun said before hanging up the call. He chuckled with amusement at his wisdom. 
'Date huh? Let me see you date anyone else when you're still my fake fiancee.'


(NOTE: COVER ISN'T MINE. CREDIT TO THE REAL OWNER @CARRIE FROM NAVER.)

 ******
"You're nothing but a thief" He whispered seductively into her ears. 

She snapped out of the daze she had been into, to look into his eyes as she handed over his wristwatch back to him. "I'm sorry" she apologized shamefully. 

He chuckled as she handed over the wristwatch to him and turned to leave, he quickly held her hand and dragged her back to himself. "You returned just one of the two things you stole from me" he said with an amused smile. 

"What? I took just you wristwatch, and I'm sorry. Whatever else is missing you'll have to search for it elsewhere. I don't mind you asking someone to pat me down" she offered feeling very embarrassed. 

"Unfortunately I doubt it'll be found on you. I know you're with it" He said with twinkling eyes which shone with amusement. 

"What is it that you have lost? I will get it back to you, and buy it if it'll save me from this embarrassment" She said with a flushed face. 

"I don't want it back. But keep it safe... My heart" he said and chuckled when her eyes widened in shock.

ONLY A KLEPTOMANIAC WAS CAPABLE OF STEALING WANG YUN'S HEART.

"Henceforth, whatever you pick I will buy in bulk. If it is something edible, I will watch you eat it all up while I pay for it. If it is a book, you will read it. If it is a phone, I will buy you a dozen and make sure you carry it everywhere. So if you don't want me to go bankrupt you better don't pick up very expensive things." Yun warned before reminding her to pick up her 'gifts'.

Lijuan stood there looking at him with her mouth widely opened in surprise.

"What if it's a car?" She asked him.

He thought about for a while before answering.. "Your father will pay for it."

~~~

MEI LIJUAN: Second Young Mistress of Mei Corporation. 

WANG YUN: Vice Chairman of Wang Motors.

*****
Authors: 
ThatAmazingGirl
Miss_Behaviour.

(NOTE: COVER ISN'T MINE. CREDIT TO THE REAL OWNER @CARRIE FROM NAVER.)


I danced like a robot. Not a sexy, Westworld kind of robot; an old Issac Asimov robot with huge, square movements that only seemed to operate at 90-degree angles. True, no one laughed at me or threw tomatoes (or cocktail napkins), but my repertoire of stripper moves included sauntering around the pole and the bend-and-snap from Legally Blonde, (and that didn't even work in the movie). 
When it came time to take off my top in the second song, I felt…nothing. My nerves only came from the performance aspect of it, but I was numb to the stares. I was just another exotic animal in the flesh menagerie, protected by the invisible barrier of the stage. No one was technically allowed to touch me onstage, only enough to tip me. That didn't stop a drunk redneck woman from licking between my breasts, though. My chest stank of coffee breath for hours after that.
Toto, I have a feeling we're not in ballet class anymore…
Someone eventually felt sorry for me, seeing how completely new and out-of-place I was; fresh meat is hard to beat. Or they just wanted a good peep. A man came up to the stage; I shook my ass at him for a few moments and proffered my t-back for a dollar. 
"I haven't seen you before, are you new?" He tucked a bill into the elastic band. 
"Yeah, actually, this is my very first day here."
"No kidding. Well, you're doing a great job."
"Why, thank you!" I flashed him a smile.
Just like that: dance half-nude, get cash. Magical. Intoxicating.
I quickly learned that tips were the gateway. If a man offered a dancer a tip, it could mean that he was interested in a dance after. The probability exponentially increased if that tip was a $5 or $10 bill. I made a mental note to visit my first patron after my set had finished. Once my clothes were back on, I walked over to his table and greeted him with the biggest Texas smile I could plaster on my face. Some dancers approached men still half-nude, but I always liked to preserve the illusion of the social normalcy and obligation of clothing. 
"Hi! My name is Rose. I just wanted to thank you so much for the tip!" My tone was pitched about 2 octaves above my normal voice. God, I sound like Malibu Barbie. 
He seemed almost surprised that I came over to talk to him.
"Oh, no problem, no problem. Do you want to sit down for a bit?"
"Sure, thank you! These heels are killing me!" Thus, the birth of a joke that I would use at least 1500 times. 
The requisite small talk began. Mostly hi, how are you, where are you from, what do you do, etc. We had talked for about twenty minutes before I finally got up the courage to ask, "So, would you like a private dance?"
"Oh, not right now, maybe later. Thank you for offering, though."
Damn. Not so magic after all. I slowly started to get up, trying to keep the sting of rejection from blooming on my face. 
"Well, if you change your mind, you know where to find me." Wink, wink, more do-me smiles.
"Of course. Good luck out there."
"Thanks!"
I stood and walked backstage, to the changing room. This was more complicated than I had imagined. 
Suddenly, I felt shy. Not self-conscious, exactly; I would have been just as timid dressed in a t-shirt and jeans. All my life, guys had approached me, not the other way around, as I had followed traditional dating norms. Now making money depended on my ability to effectively flirt, tease, and approach men. I looked out from the doorway of the changing room: the club was about a quarter-full, with plenty of men who weren't already occupied. It felt exactly like my awkward middle school years, the new kid deciding on a place to sit at the lunch room. I took a couple of deep breaths. I started to walk out again, but I hovered in the doorway of the dressing room, the smell of beer and bad breath gaining strength in my nostrils. 
Nope! Retreat!
I walked back into changing room. I deserve a break, I told myself. The first time is always the hardest. No one else had tipped me, so I had zero confidence to simply walk up and say "Hello! My name is Rose." The words caught in my throat, and I waited for my next stage appearance, hoping for more tippers-as-potential-clients. 
By mid-afternoon, the club started to fill up, as people left the Sunday church service to come to the strip club. As I rotated from stage to stage, I accumulated more tips and eyed potentials. One man tipped me a $5 bill, and asked me the same question: "Hey there, are you new?" Lord, is it that obvious or does everyone have every stripper's face memorized?
"Yes sir, but I am ready to please."
"Come see me after you get done. I'll be waiting right over there." He pointed to a dark corner near the DJ booth. 
"Sure thing." Smile, smile, smile…
My first (guaranteed!) customer!! Ok, maybe this wasn't so herculean.
I walked over after my set, sweat still dripping down my back, and slid into the booth beside him. My ass stuck to the faux leather seating. 
"Thank you so much for the tip!" This phrase would become my holy mantra. 
"You're very welcome. So tell me about yourself…" The small talk began and didn't last long. 
"Would you like to start on the next song?"
I gave a flirtatious smirk.
"Sure, that'd be fine."
I started the dance about two feet away from him, leaving enough room for Jesus, then gradually moved closer. I tried to operate on generally the same principle as stage dances, in taking my top off around the middle of the song. But this guy was aggressive. He quickly pulled me close and buried his face in my breasts. I tried to gyrate around him and pull away, but he kept a firm grip. He spun me around and tried to spread my ass cheeks. 
Whoa there, cowboy, this is definitely my first rodeo. I felt trapped. I tried to guide his hands toward more acceptable places, like my thighs or stomach, but that was like trying to push a wave back into the sea. His hands went frantically from my boobs to my ass like he was on a shopping spree. Finally, after three songs, I said, "Well thank you so much," and ended my time with Mr. Ass-Spreader. He looked slightly confused as he pulled out three 20s. Dancers never stopped the flow of songs if a customer wanted to keep going, but this guy was trying to pry apart my anus like it contained the secret to youth.
"Do you want to do one more?"
"Um, actually, I think I heard my name for the stage, so I'll have to go soon."
"Well, alright. I'll be looking for you next time."
"Ok, great!" Please dear god no. 
I walked back to the changing room. I tried to saunter away, as if I had all the time and cash in the world, as if I weren't the awkward newbie running away from a creep. I desperately wanted to withdraw into the sanctuary of the changing room, with the House Mom.




Ariel Slick writes original fiction including short stories, novels, and memoirs to spread the joy of imagination and creativity. She also helps clients achieve their fiction writing goals with her ghostwriting skills on Upwork.com and Guru.com. Although she has  worked as a freelancer for three years, she has been dedicated to the craft all her life. Her fiction focuses on themes of love, justice, and magic, and her most popular works include romance and fantasy romance. 

Everyone loves to watch a slow-moving train wreck. That’s what happens when Ariel, librarian, book lover, and full-time geek, decides to work as an exotic dancer. When she loses her job as a bank teller, she needs a way to earn some extra cash--and fast. Driven by curiosity--just how hard could this stripping thing be?--she decides to sign up at a local club. There’s just one thing: she doesn’t tell her boyfriend about it.

Diving into the world of exotic dancing, she has to navigate the murky moral waters of taking off her clothes for money. From wild champagne parties to private shows with high-rolling customers, she will start raking in the money...until the cost becomes too high. 


"What the hell is wrong with that guy? Seriously? He wanted to see you because of his foolish wife? Don't tell me he was going to blame you for something you haven't done again? His mind is getting duller these days!" Li Meili tried her best not to punch her steering wheel as they drove towards one of the five star restaurants her family owned in Shenzhen.
"Calm down, Meili. He's not worth your time. I also have no idea what he's up to, or if he was just using his wife just to talk to us." Tang Moyu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, replied as they waited for the traffic light to change to green. She also didn't expect to see Feng Tianhua today. 
It didn't surprise her that he only sought her because of Xing Yiyue. The woman was his wife after all, so it was expected for him to stand up for her even if she was on the wrong side.
Tang Moyu scoffed inwardly at that thought. If it was her and Feng Tianyi, she would probably not hear the end of it as the devil would surely give her a piece of his mind, reminding her not to be reckless.
Ah, that was easier said than done in her opinion. Didn't Feng Tianyi know it's hard to control one's temper when there's an idiot who loved to keep on testing it?
On the other hand, Li Meili didn't bother to hide her irritation over the matter. She had a bad feeling about it. Maybe the rumors about Feng Tianhua and Xing Yiyue's marriage being on the rocks had a basis. Wasn't there a saying, that there's no smoke without a fire?
'Heh, karma is a bitch.' She thought.
If Feng Tianhua hadn't cast aside Tang Moyu and let his wife scheme against the empress, he wouldn't have to face problems one after another. Did he really think that managing a huge company was as easy as walking in the park? Didn't Tang Moyu spend years to reestablish their connections with their old partners while he wasted time chasing skirts? 
It's true, they were not in love nor were they in a romantic relationship with each other. But although their marriage arrangement was purely business, didn't Tang Moyu at least deserve to be respected after all the things she'd done to help him?
Did Feng Tianhua finally realize how vital Tang Moyu was to keep his family business flourishing? That after she left, everything was now thrown in his way, everyone expecting him to perform at the empress's level? 
When they reached the restaurant, the staff immediately opened the doors when they saw Li Meili walking towards them with Tang Moyu. The two had been regulars here, so they were also familiar with the empress, who was very generous to give tips to those who served and prepared their meals.
So it wasn't surprising that some of the staff, as well as those in the kitchen, always went an extra mile to please their Miss Meili and Tang Moyu whenever they came for a visit. 
"So how's the twins' first day at school? Mr. Qin really did a good job in convincing your son, huh?" Li Meili commented as she devoured the appetisers one by one. She also wanted to send the little buns off to their school, but her work kept her from having extra time to spare to see them this morning. 
Li Meili regretted not seeing them today. Looking at her best friend's little buns, she felt like she was looking at her own children, growing up under her care. From the moment they were born, to their first steps and first words, Li Meili had been there to witness all of it. 
This was why Tang Moyu was confident to leave her children in her care once in a while, because she knew how much her best friend loved her little buns. It was literally to the moon and back kind of love.
"They're fine. A little nervous, but fine." Tang Moyu assured her. "Didn't I send you their picture that I snapped this morning?" She raised a brow at her friend. 
Li Meili sighed dejectly and pulled out her phone, opening her wechat app to take another look at the same photo her friend was talking about. 
"You know this isn't enough for me, Moyu. I want to see them." She whined. "I want to have little buns as cute as yours too!"
"Then go try to settle down. But I know when I say this, you wouldn't." The empress thanked the waitress who served her meal and started eating without preamble, laughing a little when she saw Li Meili scowled at her suggestion. "For someone who dates a lot, you sure are allergic to settling down." 
"No way." Li Meili huffed and stabbed the ice in her tall glass with its straw. "You don't understand, Moyu. Dating and marriage are totally different. While some date with the prospect of marriage in their mind, I don't." 
"Why?" The empress was aware that Li Meili never dated a man for too long and broke up with them once she felt that they were asking more of her. What made Li Meili act like this? She wondered.
Best friend she may be, but Li Meili rarely talked about the men she dated over the years unless she wanted to share something, like that one guy she dated while they were in New York, only to find out that he was only dating Li Meili so his conversative family wouldn't suspect about his sexuality.
Li Meili shrugged and looked away, her eyes hiding something that Tang Moyu had seen every time she asked about her boyfriends. There's this particular man that she knew had managed to affect Li Meili, but that was over five years ago and she had no idea of the man's identity.
Did her best friend ever loved a man so much before that no matter how many men she'd met so far, she wouldn't allow herself to settle down? Tang Moyu wondered.


[Status: COMPLETED]

“Feng Tianyi! Your brother destroyed my Tang family! Is there anything good about your family?” 

“En. Can’t you see how our good looking genes are passed on to our children? As for the Feng family’s debt, I will pay you.” He said nonchalantly.

Tang Moyu scoffed and crossed her arms over her chest. 

“How will you pay for it?”

“How about I repay you with my body?”

“...”

So shameless! 

The man sitting on his wheelchair burst into a round of laughter seeing her ugly expression. 

“Miss Tang, it’s no point pretending you haven’t seen it since you practically climbed on my bed and took advantage of me.”

Five years ago, Tang Moyu was the empress of the business world and was at the peak of her career before she was reduced to nothing when her fiance fell in love with another woman. That was okay since there was no love between her and Feng Tianhua, but who would have thought that this ‘Cinderella’ was a wolf in sheep’s clothing? 

Then there’s Feng Tianyi, the infamous successor of the Feng family, a critically acclaimed author who constantly rocked the bestselling list with his books. Rumors say that he was hot-headed and temperamental. He was so ruthless, that neither men nor women wanted his company. The rumors even say that his face was so handsome and out of this world. He was practically a god amongst men. It was a pity that he was crippled. 

The two were never meant to meet again, but a pair of sweet little buns intervened. 

“Uncle, we don’t have money to pay you for damages.” The elder Little Bun said. 

“My manuscripts are invaluable,” This handsome uncle replied with amusement. 

“Uncle, if you don’t mind, can we pay with our Mommy? She’s also invaluable.” 

And so the pair of sweet little buns and the handsome uncle entered an agreement but who would have thought that the woman in question was an ice-cold queen from hell who had a weird affinity with sweets?

——
Editor/proofreader: ninaviews
Book cover: Bizzybiin / copyright 2020 anjeeriku

In an alternate universe…
While Xinghe and Mubai were fighting against the Lin family in our world, a different scenario occurred in another dimension. If someone said that this alternate plane is quite similar to our Hwa Xia, then one would notice that the wealthy Xi Empire did not exist, nor the affluent Lin family, nor the mysterious Project Galaxy. 
However, the two alternate realities are not so different. Same people exist, but with different kind of life. For instance, Xinghe is a professor teaching medical students (not the genius hacker we all know), while Mubai is a new upstart businessman building foundations to become the wealthiest tycoon in City T… and yes, they are still dating.
And the person we know as Lu Qi is a young medical student who always need to spend additional hours for one-on-one coaching with Xinghe; he is, after all, struggling to maintain his grades. (He is not the genius doctor we all know.) Those additional hours were "beyond the acceptable limit" and his classmates suspect that Dr. Xinghe favored Lu Qi too much that most, if not all, male students were green with envy.
And thus, Lu Qi became the current source of Mubai's never ending flames of jealousy.
One day, Xinghe instructed Lu Qi to go to the cafeteria near the university for "additional lessons". His grades were not satisfactory, and he might be kicked out if his clinical case presentation is done poorly. To mitigate this risk, she offered to tutor him. She cared for this student after all.
It also means she has to cancel her date with Mubai. Again.
Mubai clenched his phone as he read the message. Thrice, you cancelled our date THICE!! Unacceptable! 
And so, he left the ($uper) very expensive restaurant, dejected and angry. "To the City T University" he ordered the driver.
Meanwhile in the school cafeteria, Lu Qi and Xinghe were discussing important points for his case presentation. Xinghe carried a stethoscope for lecture use. Lu Qi was paying attention to Dr. Xinghe, he is in danger after all….
…not only because of grades, though Lu Qi doesn't know that.
Xinghe stood up, taking out the stethoscope from her neck and inserted the two binaural tips to her ear, "This is how you auscultate* for the heart rate." She sat beside close to Lu Qi as she inserted the diaphragm across the apex of Lu Qi's heart. (*medical term: "to listen directly or using a special equipment like stethoscope)
To those people who don't know what physical assessment is all about, people will think the teacher and student pair were dating rather intimately in public…. especially when their view is a bit wrong in the angle and failed to see Xinghe was using the instrument while touching Lu Qi's chest.
Unfortunately, Mubai arrived and saw this view, which drained the blood on his face. His hands clenched tightly as his eyes darted at the young man beside Xinghe with killing intent.
The woman he loved is touching another man's chest!
Lu Qi saw a figure approaching from outside. The man was looking at him as though he wanted to kill him. He wanted to ask Xinghe about him but somehow his tongue was paralyzed.
Xinghe was meticulous in teaching Lu Qi and when she saw him stiffen in his seat, she sighed, men are really… "Lu Qi, I can hear your heart beat getting faster. This is only a demonstration. Don't get excited. Please."
Lu Qi: "…"
Xinghe let go of his chest to calm him down. She tucked the stethoscope away. She gave him a wry smile at his predicament, "How are you feeling? Are you alright?"
Lu Qi didn't move. Xinghe now noticed that his eyes were a bit wrong. She realized he was not looking at her, but behind her.
Xinghe turned around and saw a familiar man with a very angry expression. He was looking at her student as though he wanted to kill him.
"Mubai!" Xinghe stood up. She didn't expect he would come. "Why are you here--?"
"You are cancelling our date because of him?" Mubai's eyes were filled with disbelief. *Xinghe actually fell for this guy? JUST who is this son of a b**ch? *
"You know Lu Qi is a special case, he will be kicked out if I don't help him." Xinghe eyed Mubai. What is wrong with him? He should know by now!
Lu Qi broke free from his frozen state. He quickly packed his things, "Xinghe, who is this guy?"
Mubai frowned when the word "special case" was mentioned. "I am Xi Mubai." Afterwards, the man approached Lu Qi with a gloomy expression. "And Xinghe is MINE! Not yours!"
After his last statement, both Lu Qi and Xinghe burst into laughter. Mubai's expression shifted into a surprise. He had no idea why the two of them were laughing at him.
Xinghe held his hand softly like a lover holding a precious one's arms, "Don't worry. Lu Qi will NEVER do that."
Lu Qi faced Mubai with a smiling expression, "My name is Lu Qi. And I am Xinghe's brother."
Mubai: "…"
Perhaps it is because of this incident why all 'Xi Mubai's and 'Lu Qi's of all dimensions are rivals, and later becoming friends… or maybe they were friends first before becoming rivals.

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SUMMER POV

I woke up to the annoying sound of my alarm. I am a morning person but sometimes I need a break from waking up at freaking 8 in the morning. I get up from my bed and go to my bathroom to shower. After showering for 20 minutes and almost bussing my ass on the floor, I did the rest of my hygiene routine. When I stepped out of the bathroom I walked into the hallway smelling food. More specifically, I smelled .... BACON ! I instantly run to the kitchen where my bestfriend Bianca was cooking breakfast. 
"Woah woah Summer. Calm down the food is almost ready. I'm making Waffles, Bacon, Eggs, and Grits." Bianca said. 
"Mmmm it smells so gooooddd. I'm so hungry", I replied. 
I was just about to grab a piece of bacon before Bianca swatted my hand away. "Why aren't you ready for work yet ?" she said. 
"ughhhhh....Do I have to ?" I asked
"If you want us to continue living in this nice, well furnished humble abode... then yes. We both do." she replied.
I go upstairs to get dressed in my work uniform. Bianca and I are waitresses at a nice restaurant downtown of our city. They pay pretty nicely, which is why we never have to worry about our bills being late or not getting paid. One of our checks could take care of rent itself! Our work uniform is a black mini skirt and a black halter top to match. We also wear black heels that we have to walk in all damn day, which by the way, is very uncomfortable. I get dressed and meet Bianca downstairs. After finishing breakfast, we get in our separate cars and leave for work. Even though we are going to the same place, when we get off of work we like to go different places sometimes. 

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I've been at work for about an hour now and let me tell you... Today is a busy day. I don't know why in the hell everyone chose to come here today, but oh well. More tips for meeee . I just sat down another order when a co worker gave me another table to assist. I walk over to the table and understand why she wanted me to take their orders. My co workers and even my boss has been trying to get me into dating, smh. There were 2 overly handsome men at the table. One in particular was just God heavens FINE ! Like how is he even real? He had low cut dark black hair, his jawline was sharper than my mean mug which is quite strong, his skin was so smooth looking and tan, his eyes looked like they could stare you down forever, and even in that suit I could tell that he was built nicely. The guy next to him had low cut brown hair in slight waves. His face looked more friendlier than the other guys, but they both looked serious. His face was handsome, not as enchanting as the other guys though. They must be celebrities, they have to be. And the one that stood out to me was staring at me. But he wouldn't catch me, oh no sir. I regain my composure and professionally ask them "Hello, Welcome to our restaurant, are you ready to order?" 
The one who catches my attention continues staring at me, then looks down and tells me his order. His voice is like music to my ears. It's deep but not too deep. The other guy gives me his order as well and then I leave their table. As I walk away, I feel them watching me. I hope they weren't looking at my ass because I'm rather small for my age. I'm 22 and and only stand at 5'2. Im also petite sized, Im skinny but I have a little meat on my legs and my ass is the right size for me. My boobs are as well, so If a guy wants a slim thick girl they wouldn't mind me at all. Unfortunately, I will not be the one to bring the two men their food so that is my last time seeing them. 

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The rest of the work day goes by normally. Right now I am clocking out. I walk out of our back door and decide to go for a walk, even though it's pretty dark outside. I walk down our street and hear voices yelling. I start to walk more quietly just incase they are listening. It feels like i should turn around but I can't. What if someone is getting hurt ? I could be their only chance to help them. I continue walking towards the voices until I come to a dark valley. I see three men, and one is against the wall bleeding and begging them to stop beating him. As I watch more closely, I see one man pull out a gun. I raise up off the ground, realizing only now that I was sitting. I walk closer to them until ... I saw one of the men shoot the man to death. They then look around and see me, so I did what i felt like doing. I ran. "Hey, get back here !!" one of the guys said. And the chase was on.

I ran down the street and passed buildings, since I was nowhere near my car, I kept on running. I kept running until they cornered me in another valley space. 'Damn this town has a lot of valleys, shit' I thought. They approach me and i recognize them as the two handsome men from the restaurant. As the overly handsome one tries to grab me, I kick him in the balls. The other one grabs me from behind, so I flip around and give him a good punch. But that punch didn't stop him for long, he regained his strength and hit me in the head. The other one got up from the ground and that's all I remember seeing before everything blacked out.

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