What exactly is "Family"? Is it just a word used to label people who are blood-related? Dianne in the beginning believes so. but throughout the exploration of different kinds of experiences Dianne has a very different meaning to the word "Family". Read and Find out. What exactly is the definition of... Family?

200 years ago man created the greatest AI known but this Machine eventually grew a mind of its own and evetually it's own body, it rose up with others like it against the human race this battle went on for about 20 years and nature and most resources were dieing off cause of the continuing battles but the final battle it released a large blast but is wasn't a bomb it was something else entirely, the machines had something hidden down their main base, something that wasn't human or machine something not of this earth, the blast brought back nature it changed it along with the humans and Machines closes to the blast.....both of them went a evolution of some sorts and because of this both sides where able to form a peace ending the war



Lia Giles became a border guard and mechanic for the power lines on the in between of the main city and the unearthly forests, no longer being able to stand living in the high technology world where humans are treated like second class citizens. On one of her patrols she discovers something or more like someone that no one has ever seen before.

Hoang Thieu Kiet at the age of 16, he left the school chair due to the scuffle with his classmates. At the age of 18, the family faced the risk of his mother leaving together where he grew up for 18 years. Since then he has done everything, workers and accessories, serving every job he has one step ahead of him but fatefully teased him not to be like him. The workers are jealous of the harms by the supervisors. For the time being, one time the construction contractor escaped to bring along all the employees' wages, and as a restaurant attendant he also stepped up to the management level and was fired by the restaurant owner because he hit a who has the power to bully an intern. Not surrendering to his fate back to the job he was best at by learning the source code, repairing the computer for everything as well, he had trouble with a hard drive brought to recovery. When recovering the hard drive he knows the amount of hard drive get digital currency is the astronomical figure he was pursued by the true owner of the other hard drive. Before he died, he did not commit his heart, an ancient resentment of air pouring through the rain, a resentment of the sky and he took his last breath. because resentment is too heavy

Liang Yunsheng was obsessed with her. When she woke up, she was still a little angry. She pouted her lips slightly and looked a little childish with her plain face.
However, Yin Qianchen's ugly face made her wake up immediately.
The pain in her arm was caused by Yin Qianchen's excessive strength when he tried to pull her up from her lying state.
Yin Qianchen tightened his hand and pulled her up, half sitting up.
"What, what... What happened? Did something happen? " Liang Yunsheng did not know why his expression suddenly changed, but he had a fierce look on his face ...
Yin Qianchen was still silent, like a piece of bone-chilling ice, or like a volcano that was about to erupt, sending out dust in advance. It was depressing.
Hearing Liang Yunsheng's voice, he did not speak. He just threw a piece of newspaper in his other hand at Liang Yunsheng.
Liang Yunsheng was slapped in the face by the sudden newspaper. It did not hurt much, but this embarrassing feeling made her shrink her shoulders involuntarily and turn her face to the side.
What was this?
"newspaper? "
Liang Yunsheng hurriedly picked up the newspaper that had fallen on the bed and opened it in a flurry. There wasn't a whole newspaper, only a few pieces of the finance and economics paper, so Liang Yunsheng could finish reading it very quickly.
Then she saw... ...
Although it was the so-called finance and economics page, the report was very gossipy.
The whole page was full of very eye-catching headlines, accompanied by a photo that seemed to be taken secretly, but was actually very high-definition.
The photo was... ...
It was her and Yin Junze... ... standing in his villa, there was actually nothing going on, but Yin Junze casually took off his coat and him .. From this point of view, it looked like he was hugging himself.
Such a group of photos, although it couldn't prove anything at all, perfectly used as an excuse to make the relationship between the two of them ambiguous and ambiguous, causing people to daydream, making it difficult for people not to think that the two of them were not related.
It was the day when she accidentally vomited on him... ... That she took this group of photos ...
The key was that there was a huge exclamation mark next to it, followed by some random guesses from the reporters.
[ the heir of the Yin family, Yin Junze's lovely wife, has been accidentally exposed! ! ! ! ]
"What's going on... i. . . Who is this... " Liang Yunsheng mumbled to herself, not knowing what to do. Her body trembled slightly, and she couldn't organize her thoughts smoothly.
"I should be the one asking you this, right? " Yin Qianchen directly picked it up, tore it into pieces, and threw it to the side. The expression on his face was extremely cold.
"I... " Liang Yunsheng shook her head and looked at Yin Qianchen, hoping that he would believe her.
"Liang Yunsheng, I said that I would give you absolute freedom, but! " Yin Qianchen paused for a moment and continued, "I remember that I also said that such freedom is within my control. I can only give you the freedom that I can! "
"No, it's not like that... " Liang Yunsheng could only say dryly, "I, I can explain, I can explain... "
"Moreover, we remember that we had at least a similar agreement. " Yin Qianchen's voice was devoid of any emotion. "although we didn't marry on the premise of loving each other, we had to at least guarantee our loyalty. "

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At the age of 18, she was forced to fall into his gentle trap.
"You have to know whose woman you are! " He pinched her delicate jaw and kissed her.
She, Liang Yunsheng, was the daughter of a commoner who had been carried wrongly. She returned to a wealthy family, but was despised by everyone. She was pushed into the arms of the evil young master Yin Qianchen, whom everyone feared.
She struggled and resisted, unwilling to become a pet that could be played with.
And this cold man only opened his arms for her. "I will let you look down on all living things and become my warmest little wife. "
[ this is the story of a little sparrow being spoiled like a Golden Phoenix. ]

Sara was trying to talk to Lucas comfortably even though she is feeling very awkward. Lucas, contrastingly, seemed lost in his own thoughts - answered when questioned but quiet throughout. Sara is an introverted person and it is such a big deal for her to make the first step to break the ice. Especially when the person she is talking to is a person of higher status in the institution and comes with a reputation.
Thankfully his personal assistant came to his office to give him the daily schedule. Sara decided to excuse herself so she could go back to work. Lucas let her go but not before leaving an instruction to have someone send her safely. 
'I don't understand what is going on. I wanted to seduce her and yet she just friend zoned me!' The sudden realisation that he was dumped even before the relationship began hurts his pride. But he needs to learn to swallow it if he needs Sara to be by his side. 
There was a ruckus when Sara reached her office. Almost all of the third floor employees crowded into the Accounting Department and it was an ugly sight. Adam could not handle the throngs by himself and called security over for their professionalism. 
Sara clarified nothing happened to her inquisitive colleagues. 
"Are you sure there's no hanky-panky going on?" Adam asked with tone full of doubt.
"It will be so weird if Lucas didn't. I mean, I'm not saying it's YOU but that's Lucas!" Jia Yu blurted out.
"Do you both even know Lucas?" Lisa questioned Adam and Jia Yu disapprovingly. She had to intervene as their superior especially when all the information they gathered are from rumours.
Both of them looked sheepish and pretended to find the carpet floor interesting. Lisa rolled her eyes as if this has been a repeated circumstance.
"Whatever it is, take heed of these comments to guard yourself Sara. There is no loss in doing so. But you might need to be prepared physically, mentally and emotionally because now you will be the centre of attention. I'll suggest you try to find a way to be able to work remotely. Otherwise, get a friend who can help you out," Lisa advice was akin to a mother's advice in her ears and she felt touched and thankful for her concern.
Fortunately after work - on her way back to Bonington Hall, there was no need for Sara to be cautious as what Lisa said did not come true. By eight in the evening, she received a message from Harith asking if the rumours were true. Clueless, she messaged him back 'What rumours?'
'I heard that the CFO came to find you and even brought you to his office.' 
'Yes.'
'Why?'
'Why what?'
'Why did he try to find you?'
'Silly! He was not looking for me. He came to the Finance and Accounting Department for a random sudden visit.' 
'So why were you in his office?'
'How in the world am I supposed to know?'
Ring ring.. Ring ring… Sara's phone is now ringing, the display shows Harith is trying to make a call.
"Hey woman!" Harith greeted loudly, with background noises of people chattering by and the sounds of vehicles zooming can be heard.
"Hey! Where are you right now? So noisy!" 
"I'm outside!" Sara rolled her eyes hearing Harith's response. 'Could he be even more straightforward?' she wondered.
"Anyway, I heard that Lucas brought you to his office."
"Yes, we've established that in our message and…?"
"Why did he bring you to the office? And I heard you were even escorted back."
"What an exaggeration. You should really learn not to believe in rumours. It was only one person who accompanied me back."
"Exactly the reason why I am contacting you, D-U-H!" His tone sounded more annoyed as the conversation went by.
"I did follow him to the office but we just talk, nothing much." Sara tried to response gently, knowing she was at fault when Harith just wants some explanation.
"No… hanky-panky? Or kissy-wissy?" Harith delivered, quite transparent that he is trying to choose his words carefully.
"I'm getting bored with this now. No, there is no hanky-panky or any kisses involved. No physical touch whatsoever," Sara just wanted this to be over and done with. She disregarded Lucas carrying her as a physical touch; it is not the definition Harith was looking for anyway.
"Do you think he likes you? Do you even know him at all? Or met him before?" 
"No, no and no. Can we hang up now?" Sara asked but he had already hung up after the three No's.
Harith was doing some work errands when he overheard two girls walking the opposite direction of him "I think Lucas already found her as his new plaything now. Apparently she is in the same division as him," says the woman with blonde hair.
"What's her name again?" asked the brunette lady with high ponytail.
"I'm not sure. It was S something. S-Samantha? No, doesn't sound right. S-Sarah! I think that's her name."
"She's so lucky! I would love to be the next one!" says the brunette dreamily.
Harith was not sure whether they were referring to his friend, Sara. He assumed there must be another Sarah with a H under Lucas' division but the next person he heard of the rumours in the early evening was much more specific. This time, they specified Sara was from the Accounting Department. 
Based on Sara's words, she mentioned there were only four people working in the Accounting Department and he has met two other of her colleagues on the day they reported she was missing. So that is three people including Sara, his friend. Now if the last person has the same name as Sara, he would remember since Sara would definitely see it as something worth mentioning. But she never did state there was two Sara in the Accounting Department.
That was when he decided to give her a text. 
'If Lucas is as what they say he is, a playboy then all I need is to confirm of one thing. Once confirmed, this can help to get the ball start rolling,' he mulled over and a sinister smile appeared on his face.

Lucas is a vampire who works at a vampire-based corporation where only a handful of humans are aware of their existence. Sara's delectable scent, amongst the human employees, attracted his attention.
As a member of vampire aristocrats, Lucas held a Blood Red Party and invited Sara to be the Guest of Honour, omitting the fact that she will be the main course for him. 

Lucas became obsessed with the taste of her blood and wanted to keep her near for a fresh supply of blood. His attempt to seduce her failed miserably. As he tries to continuously deceive her, Sara finally fell in love without knowing he's the predator and Lucas unknowingly fell into his own trap. From prey to love, he was not sure when it all started.

Both never experience love.
Both never understood love.
Join these two as they slowly explore their feelings and embrace what comes their way.
Take a back seat and read how they come to accept each other in their life. 

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The floors of the bank were divided by the level of security. Arata had gotten till the 5th floor due to the fingerprint scanners and all (He had the fingerprints of a high ranking officer) but beyond that was the real deal. The windows were too short to go through them, so he had to deceive his way through. He saw many people around and decided to kill one and copy him. Best way was to get into the toilet and kill one there. 

"Sir, you are really very good. Congratulations on your promotion ! Bet your family would have been happy.", a young person said.

"Yes, I am very excited Claw.", the senior man said. "I'll invite you to my party the day after tomorrow."

"Yes, I will definitely come !", Claw said.

This is interesting ! ,Arata thought. He would kill both of them and throw them in a lavatory and lock it. It should be fine unless the body starts to smell, or someone would really investigate it. So he had some time to do assassination. And so he did. 

The Senior would definitely make his access to the 7th floor easier ! The Senior had access to the 7th floor, so it made his job much much easier. The only hurdle left was to get into the Finance MInister's office. Obviously, it wouldn't be easy, as no one on the 7th floor would talk and had to answer several personal questions to enter. Plus, Arata had a feeling he wouldn't be allowed to meet the Finance Minister this way anyways. People were strong on this floor but that isn't one of the reasons, because Arata was plenty strong. Arata started wondering why he brought all those tools for unlocking doors when he anyways would get access till here. He was on his own, invisible. Then he suddenly walked through a laser bar.

"Oyeee ! Look where you are going. This ability is also not omnipotent you know !", Misty screamed in his years.

"Oh ! You can't cast the laser back, is that so ? Is that the limit of your abilities ?", Arata said in his mind.

Underestimated. Misty was underestimated. But she underestimated Arata. So much confidence. He had confidence he would be able to do the job. She wish she had this.

"I will go to the washroom to copy the Senior and think about giving the personal questions answering. Even Sloth was helpless here. If I can't do today, I will come back tomorrow.", Arata said.

"That's not possible. You just killed two people, and one of them is a senioris who you are going to copy ! Are you mad? In Fact people must be expecting you to assassinate the Home minister today, because the Finance Minister is the safest, so today is your only chance.", Misty said.

"My only chance…. Chance…. Oh ! It's the only chance !", Arata said. He had a period of enlightenment. He looked around the walls. He walked the whole bank. It was a full circle corridor with rooms on the inside. So he was going to enter the room opposite the Finance Minister's. But it wasn't sure that he would be sitting with his back to the right wall. The opposite room was a cleaning room. So Arata tried to conceal his presence and entered there. Luckily no one saw the door randomly opening.

He had brought a hammer and a rod. But it wouldn't be quiet so he just used his ability to shape his hand into a perfect blade and used his bare hands. It was amazing. It felt weird and he used his dagger to kill someone, but he definitely liked this ability by Misty of changing the shape of his body. Of course it had its limitations.

When he was about to break through, he stopped. It was just within his arm's length. He then used this opportunity to break the whole wall. It all happened in a second. An invisible force took down a part of a wall and sliced, went the Finance Minister's head. Arata rushed out of the room and went downstairs as quickly as possible. The passcodes were only one way, so he didn't run into them and made his way out. The whole upper floor was under panic where machine guns could be heard.

In an unknown year and and unknown place, There are territories at war. Arata, a young talented pianist is dragged into the underworld. Now his exiting journey starts as he looks at how amazing the world actually is.

"Excuse me, WHAT?!" Rei was totally confused by Claire's sudden declaration.
"I have run various mathematical models using the Financing Sub System, and that is the most promising solution I could come up with. Now I also understand why the System gave me only two hours. Looks like it knows what to do, just that, it needed someone like me to verify its methods." Claire stated as she moved the chair back a little and presented the predictive analysis to Rei and Jin.
While Rei had no idea what was going on, Jin had grasped a basic understanding of the whole model in front of him. (After all, studying software engineering in university would be impossible without knowledge on statistical models.)
"How could the mathematical model be an upward trend? I thought the System projected significant losses when it took into account the movie and the expenses along with it? Wait a minute, where did all these stocks come from? I don't remember seeing them in any expenditure report when I last looked at it." Jin exclaimed as he strained his eyes a little further down the report, and Claire laughed.
"The Financing Sub System is totally a cheat. It managed to salvage anything with regards to Studio Mashi in mere seconds. So I collated public expenditure reports from the Japanese authorities and private transactions done by the previous bigwigs in the studio." Claire praised the tool for being the next essential thing needed for financial espionage.
If it ever landed in the wrong hands, whoever held it could become stupidly rich or even destroy the world. She now understood the power and responsibility of possessing the Financing Sub System and why the System would go to drastic lengths to include a brainwash clause to remove the memory of using the Sub System.
The definition of rags to riches was extremely evident in this case, and Claire assumed that Jin must have had this Sub System to maintain the expanses he incurred building the Tree Mall and such.
"Huh, no. Today is the first time I ever heard about such a thing like the Financing Sub System existing." Jin replied honestly to Claire and told her that all of those were through hard work and determination (Naturally, with quite a bit of the higher powers), causing her to widen her eyes.
"Then, how did you afford the Tree Mall? Or those high quality weapons, armour and even food?" She thought that she was being lied to, but there was no air of disbelief around him. There was also no reason for him to bluff Claire at this point in time.
"If we manage to get past this ordeal, I promise to show you more."
"Fine. Anyway, coming back to the topic at hand. I'm now sure that the past CEO of the studio must have realised that his firm was bound to head towards this particular bankruptcy situation. So he started buying out stocks on the market using the studio's name. Maybe to insulate the firm and allow it to weather any economic crisis since stock markets behaved something similar to our seasons. There will always be a hot period and cold period, it just a matter of when." Claire began explaining.
"I think he had made the buying of stocks conspicuous enough to show itself if one had decided to dig for it. But at the same time, it was hiding the intention in plain sight so no one would misuse the stocks that were bought under Studio Mashi's name."
"So, I assume you want me to become the President or CEO of Studio Mashi in order to have access and authorisation to such funds?" Rei questioned, and she nodded her head. It was the few ways to ensure that the studio had cash.
"Considering that Rei was their one and only big time investor in recent times and you have been working closely with them for all this time, I see no qualms about you trying to get the position."
"Feel free to mention that you are personal friends with a secret investor who will temporarily lift them out of the 'poverty' stage. It is far better to use you as the intermediary than having Jin as an outsider try to control it. The laws can get a bit iffy when it crosses national borders." Claire explained.
"But I have no money left, and I don't think Jin has the financial capability to buy over the studio." Rei reiterated.
"Yeah, and judging on how much they need for their project and expenses ... at most I can only finance the first month or so without breaking into my reserves. Still, I would-"
"What are you talking about? Your financial profile is in an absolute mess. Terrible. Chaotic or if you allow me to be blunt for a moment completely fucked up. It's a blessing in disguise for you to have been able to survive up till now and earn a profit. (If only she knew how much of a cut the System itself took…) You are in dire need of someone to take care of your money properly." Claire scolded Jin, and her words pierced straight into his heart.
"You might be a terrific dungeon supplier with the power of the System at your side and maybe a decent boss -I don't know, since I have yet to interact with you on a daily basis. But it looks like the myth is true. Every kind hearted boss is a piss poor boss." Claire said as she adjusted her glasses.
"So, what's the plan if Boss Jin is unable to help me?" Rei questioned, and Claire smirked.
"Remember why I said that I understood the rationale of the System giving me only two hours? In less than a few minutes, the US stock market trading hours will be open, and I have already preset out orders for some stuff."
"Huh?" Jin could not comprehend what was going on.
"Along with the Financing Sub System, I was given a few shares which the System had in its possession of. Though they were just blue chip shares, I guess it is testing me if I could make a turnover with this."
"No, I meant…do you play the stock market on a regular basis or was this because the Financing Sub System gave you such abilities to do that?" Jin questioned.
"Don't you know? I am not just a Demon Exorcist Instructor and secretary to Grandma Yuan. I was an expert in asset and equity management for international banks, done a double degree for business and accounting. Sorry that I lied to you previously since I need to find out your intention." Claire was not apologetic a single bit as she stared at the laptop screen.
"Oh, and I learned the ways of the stock market myself. Didn't I tell you, you can't possibly afford me? So, count yourself lucky that I decided not to charge you for any of this as thanks for letting me be exposed to the System." Claire replied as she waited for the stock market to open in a few moments.
When the trading hours were opened, a single button on her laptop allowed her to start the selling of her blue chip shares with the aid of the Sub System.


In a modern world where cultivators need a place to cultivate or vent their boredom, there are private businesses that set up instance dungeons with the aid of technology and cultivation magic to enable cultivators to train and commoners to experience the life of cultivation. They are called dungeon suppliers.

Xie Jin's one and only dream was to be a dungeon supplier and when his only relative passed away, the relative's inheritance gave him a plot of land and surprisingly, a 'System' Module which the relative had previously used. 

With the help of the system, Xie Jin decided to pursue his dream of becoming the number one dungeon supplier.

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(13/8/2020) Author's opinion: At this point, this book had hundreds of chapters worth of content which I had planned for a long time. If you wish to undertake the book and appreciate the story, please read it up till chapter 300s to understand the sudden twist in chapter 100s.

i will admit that during that time, I am still a young budding author and could have expressed the story better in the early hundred chapters. But I assure you the story development is worth it. 




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Chapter 1:
      1…2…3…4…5 counted a slightly masculine voice, it was 6am, some birds weren't even up yet but loudly rang out the voice in the damp early morning, echoing across the slightly large storeroom used as a gym space at the back of his rented apartment. A muscular arm pulled the barbell over his head, forearms gleaming with sweat in the slightly dull fluorescent light, chest radiating with light like a spearhead in bright sunlight, sword shaped eyebrow---well, trimmed by an handsomely paid barber, nothing short was expected of him, the innocent barber of course, still thought of as a dupe, 'who the hell takes #1,500 just for a hair cut…in Edo' he thinks and says each time, a suave man he was, an eye catching set of obsidian black eyes and a well arranged dentition, top of his class in military school…not to forget, a perfect body to top it all because to fred, his body meant the world to him---almost all the world.
       Taking a look at his wristwatch, he had spent an hour, thirty at his gym already 'time for the early jog' he thought, doning on his stylish body fitting armless, he walked out of the small sized gym---his small sized gym, it felt good to call it his.
As he ran along the roadside, his mobile rang in his pocket, taking a stop to see who it was, the screen screamed "maami" 'ah ah, what is she doing awake by this time of the morning' sounded more like anger than question, ' wasn't she told to relax more and not stress herself?' making it sound like waking up early morning to speak with one's son was stress, ever since his father died of heart attack, his father, the main reason he joined the security agency in the country was a hard man to reason or even communicate with, highly secretive and rarely praises his son, Fred joining a security agency was a move to gain his approval, because he himself was in the army before his retirement, this obviously didn't go a long way in salvaging their relationship, a rumble in the sky snapped Fred out of his thought and taking a quick look at the sky, looked like it was going to be a rainy morning, he decided to call his mother as soon as he got back.
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         'why on earth must it rain today, today of all days, this time of all times' Julia screamed out in her highly sophisticated, five-star hotel look alike room, she had a date with friends this morning, it was the weekend and weekends meant fun…well, just like any other week day.
Daughter to a high-ranking officer in the Nigerian military, Colonel Adesiyan, an highly trained officer, who takes no nonsense in his line of work, but underneath…he was more.
          Julia was a graduate of Obafemi Awolowo University, studied English Language, although she didn't even know she needed the certificate for, a piece of paper with scribbled writings, any one could fabricate those things these days. She could play pranks and eat maize all her life and still end up head of the biggest Government owned corporation in the country, to her, her education was a waste of good money…the waste of course counted for nothing, not even waste of money but waste of her time, which she would have used for fun anyways.
'Ping' sounded her phone, signifying a whatsapp message, she whispered a silent prayer, 'hello beautiful' although cliché, it sounded brilliant and innovative to her, even the typing seemed elegant and different "who has such beautiful hand-typing". 'did you sleep well', rolling her beautiful eyes the way girls liked to, she replied 'what do you think', 'I think you're beautiful and no other compares to your other worldly beauty' came the reply, '(giggles) how does that relate to the question?' after a few seconds that seemed like a few days to her 'ping' in came the reply, 'how does anything relate to anything, with you around, my world seems to be disconnected, but in an orderly manner…oh shoot! Have to go, I'll talk to you later, you have a beautiful day…although I doubt any day can be as beautiful as you'.                                                                                      "Awwwn" she sounded the common way spoilt girls did…those that pretended to be spoilt too, 'why does he have to leave?' she had come to see all guys as assertive, even saw this stranger as assertive at first, since Noah, the son of the minister of finance, Mr Williams, a renowned politician  started pestering her about love like they had been predestined from heaven, saying "we are tailored for each other, you and me" and all that shit, yen yen yen stuff, she has never seen anyone as proud and she doubts she ever will, perhaps he inherited that from his father, who her own father told her once said "if I wanted to rule, I would rule the world, but I'm content ruling over this country's money", with his signature wretched smile and small beady eyes, a well known look for fat, greedy men, only GOD knows how he managed to produce such good-looking son. 'Speaking of son, why is the sun this hot? Thought it was raining a few moments ago' then she remembered she had asked the house help to heat water in her bathroom for her bath since it was raining before, 'I can't remember her informing me she was done',"I go kill this idiot today" she grumbled.
      All hell let loose on the innocent househelp.
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      Fred ran his hand over his well trimmed beard after a short bath, which left him unsatisfied as he loved to feel the different level of coldness in water and savor every refreshing feeling each drop could bring 'I should never whatsapp in the mornings again, Fred be warned!' he screamed at himself 'now I'll be late for my mid-day sightseeing' he said with a frown but later replaced by an expectant smile and a distant dreamy look
      He didn't call his mother, didn't remember to.

Riding on his bicycle, specially bought for this kind of trip, listening to his favourite artist, NF, he headed to the famous park in the area to meet his assistant and well...a bright smile on his face---"such a beautiful day"
       When he was chosen for this mission, he grumbled, especially when told he had to do stealth 'who does stealth these days? why not just bust in on the bastard and rain bullets till heavens rain blood and gore', that was his style "combat"why this female sluggish style of stealth, sounds like death to him. Everything changed when he caught the sight of her, ' it's amazing how these monsters give birth to cute puppies' the sight of her natural beauty, long legs, long lashes---not the one drawn with pencil---the natural one, wow! Such a beauty, most beauties are limited just to the photos but hers was even more alluring than in the photos.
'Yes sir!' he opened his eyes to a ramrod straight beautiful figure, that was Maggie, his assistant "err...ehm...ah...yes' he stuttered, the figure before him gave him a questioning gaze which made him look around and gulp like someone caught undressing in broad day light, he felt like his earlier thoughts of lashes and beauty were on display to the public.
He had to give her detailed weekly reports on his progress so far, which ...well, he hadn't gone beyond whatsapp and daydreams, seemed like he had been doing personal job than national one---was he the right person for this though---no other choice than to report his failure so far, which actually sounds like success to him infact, who else can get close to such a beauty in less than two days and fool around for seven.
           Seeing Maggie off, all he could think of was his secret spot, 'I'll beat the crap out of whoever sits there' he thought while watching Maggie drive off in her baby blue vehicle, which seemed tailored to her size---he raced back to his usual spot with a large bowl of pop corn, time seemed to painfully slow down 'aabi i don miss am nih' he thought almost with tears.
     Then he saw her.
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   'Why is today like this' she asked herself that question about ten times already, Julia grumbled as she walked along, heading to the park, ' why must he demand to see me and with such pleading tone', the Noah she knew wasn't someone to have such a tone, she was even tempted to believe he must have paid someone to do the voiceover for him and God knows how soft-hearted she could be , even if the devil uses a pleading tone to ask her to come spend summer in hell, she would agree with a wet eye 'why do I have this kinda personality?' seemed like she was questioning God. 
      Unaware of the ecstacy filled eyes training after her every step in her faded jeans and cream top topped over with a blue baseball cap, a deliberate outfit for an unpleasant encounter with Noah...' I should have invited about seven friends over, each with their siblings and siblings' lovers' sitting on a bench in a well shaded area, she mulled over her thoughts.
A black avanti sports car with a tinted glass parked a distance away from her and out came a well shaped handsome young man who reminds her of Batman in Gotham city but this Batman before her has all the attitude of Joker. Noah, a man of average height, good looks and a proud politician for a father was a man of every ladies' dream, a rich young man---nothing short was expected of him, having a minister of finance as a father---in Nigeria---and not Iraq, well, you'll be cursed not being rich.
   Followed by an assistant bearing a large bouquet of flowers, Noah walked towards her in a nice fitting short and surprisingly, an oversized longsleeve, which in a weird way had a nice fitting 'impressive', with an honest straight smiling face, a perfect definition of calm, he said "hello" and Julia replied in a robotic manner "hi" like two strangers  "a nice spot you've chosen, I like it" showing a beautiful set of teeth, formerly covered up by two gorgeous flesh of pink 'was he using lip balm though, its almost as pink as mine' then she seemed shocked by something, because a spark of electricity seemed to corse through her and you could, if paying perfect attention, see her hair stand on ends.
"I suspended some appointments to come see you, although important, I thought I must see you, and to be..." she couldn't hear him anymore, she was staring ahead---SHOCKED---

Seeing her walk in her faded jeans and top with a baseball cap, his world seemed to stop rotating 'to hell with that Seyi' why would I suddenly look at that her backside, I vowed never to do that with her---well, until she gave her approval---definition of well shaped backside "barca" as that wretched Seyi used to say, 'can I be the messi of this team though'. While in military school, he met with Seyi, who had a humble background just like him, but unlike him, he possessed all sort of bad trait, from womanizing---to womanizing---he was almost put in trouble when Seyi took him on sightseeing---sightseeing ladies and giving them ratings was one of Seyi's favourite past time and now his eyes seems to have developeda mind of its own, always screaming 'look the back, look! The! Back!! If you no look i go look o' he swore not to do that with Julia, why was he doing this now? 'uhn, nice car' heloved the color black a lot as it was the favourite color of his ex, he seemed to still be holding to his past, ' the past is in the past, you should let it go' you should let it go, but his ex was such a beauty, a nice lady 'Ice' a nice nickname, he loved that name, sounded cold and beautiful and then---snap!---'why is that guy from the black car approaching Julia' is there another lady beside or behind her? he seemed to instantly go angry and veins could be seen bulging at his neck, knuckles clenched subconsciously and he could not help but move a bit to get a better view and confirm his guess, he was now fully in the open, with his joggers and black sweatshirt---and---is that a flip-flop he was putting on? Wasn't this time for her afternon walk, as he had studied her and knew what time and day she went out on her walk around the park, wasn't she taking a walk today? was she coming out to meet this guy with a large bouquet behind him? was he going to marry her right away? because this heartbreaking scene seemed like a wedding procession to him. A million questions whizzed about his head as he stood motionless, still with a clenched fist and what the hell---those really are flip-flops---

    'what is he doing here, isn't that the guy from whatsapp? he lives in the same state as me?...uhn he really is as good looking as his dp, taking a more detailed look---wha??are those bathroom slipass?'

'oh shit! she saw me, what was I thinking?'he screamed in his mind, he wasn't really good at eye-to-eye relationships or meeting with strangers, his personality on social media and real life seemed like identity theft, even to him.

Her courtesy got the best of her again, she just couldn't leave Noah standing and walk awayin search of a stranger she met on whatsapp a few days ago, she realized he left already after taking a hard long look at her, she just couldn't possibly chase after him---or could she?---
     Noah realized he had been talking to someone who wasn't paying any attention and he couldn't help but go red on the inside 'what could be stealing her attention, I MYSELF AM ATTENTION!'
"Excuse me, I lost myself there for a moment, i'm very sorry but i have to go now..uhm, had something doing and i wasn't finished before leaving home" she said with a face which screamed "LIAR" 
"Hope to see some other time" she said and left without even waiting for a reply.
    Watching her go without even waiting for him to present her with the flowers, veins bulged on Noah's neck.
...............................................
Sitting in a king's chair in his private garden with his lackeys, Noah let out a soft chuckle, showing a slight dimple which when fully revealed, deep and beautiful enough to fit a car key. With a wine cup held in his left hand and a ball, obviously meant to relieve stress held in his right, he seemed to be waiting for something… or someone.
A door opened to the left and the assistant that had been with him earlier walked in with a flash drive in his hand, which he inserted in the laptop before Noah and a scene appeared on the screen, which surprisingly displayed the scene earlier at the park, Noah had obviously requested for the CCTV footage from the authorities at the park, he was going to find out what took her attention. It was an embarrassment to him, to his well built reputation.
        Then he saw it.
A young tan skinned and well shaped man, standing motionlessly in the direction Julia was looking "so it was him" he said with that dimple revealing smile, a smile his lackeys recognized too well. "Burn the flowers" sitting more comfortably and sipping lightly from the drink held in his left hand, he continued "find out about that guy" while pointing at Fred on the screen. Watching the smoke drift to the sky, it felt like Fred's life.
  Noah revealed a bloodthirsty smile

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