For the past five months, my life had been a whirlwind of chaos and no excitement as I poured every ounce of my being into establishing a company in Gramatian. Today was the day of the much-anticipated launching, and I couldn't contain my annoyance as I sat in my office, surrounded by stacks of paperwork and endless to-do lists.As I was lost in my thoughts, the door creaked open, and Uncle Robert entered with a warm smile on his face. It was a pleasant surprise to see him here, considering the tumultuous history between him and his brothers. I had expected some sort of confrontation or power struggle, but to my disbelief, none of his brothers had made any attempts on his life. It seemed that we had managed to build a brand new company from the ground up without any interference from the rest of the family.I couldn't help but wonder if I had misjudged my uncles all this time. Perhaps there was more to their relationships than meets the eye. But deep down, I knew that my suspicions we
***Lilith POV***They say nothing happens by coincidence and I believe that. When I was born my dear old mother took one look at me and decided to name me, “Lilith.”I know it sounds cute and feminine, but once I discovered the dark meaning of Lilith, it was pretty clear that it wasn't a mistake that my darling mother decided to give me a name that has deep associations with servitude, chaos, retaliation, and downright evil.My name straight-up means, “belonging to the night.” However, I am not mad though because that's exactly where I belong, to the night.
From a distance, I could see the words “Sexy casino” blinking on a signboard with a picture of a half-naked woman, and I felt the adrenaline of excitement flowing through me.Smirking, I stepped on the accelerator, and within a matter of seconds, I was parked in front of the casino.For a moment, I sat in my car, studying the surroundings, then I grabbed my bag, got out, and walked into the dark, smelly alley near the building.I finally arrived at the back entrance of the casino, and a huge guy, dressed in dark clothes with dark hair stood at the door.“This is not a place for you to wander around, little girl.” He said, giving me an icy stare.“Who says I am wandering around?” I replied, making sure my voice was childish yet reassuring.“So you know why you are here?”“To meet X.”Nothing was said for a moment as his black pupil focused on me, staring at
“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome onboard Flight 4B7 with service from Tokyo to New York. We are currently third in line for take-off and are expected to be in the air in approximately seven minutes.” The captain's voice echoed in the first-class wing. I sat down, fastened my seatbelt, and opened my laptop. A few seconds later, another announcement was made, “We ask that you please fasten your seatbelts at this time and secure all baggage underneath your seat or in the overhead compartments.” Sighing, I took a moment to gaze out the window before clicking on the file Linda sent me, concerning the new mission. Another announcement came through a second later, “We also ask that your seats and
*****Atlas POV*****I gazed at my reflection in the mirror and felt a dull throb in my chest.It's been fifteen years since my parents passed and it hurts growing up without them, and now about to celebrate a party in their absence.It didn't feel right to me, but uncle Lex said that if I wanted to take over the company, I have to socialize with top business associates. That's the reason I hosted this fancy party, but it still didn't feel right.I heard my room door open, so I gazed away from the mirror and stared at my butler, Victor.He served my parents and demanded to serve me even though I have tried to retire him several times.“What is it, Vic?” I mumbled, taking my tie from my drawer.“The guests are arriving,” Victor said.I watched from the mirror as he shut the door and approached me.“Let me help you to
I have never seen a woman drink alcohol as though it was water like the way Aria does.Honestly, I don't have much knowledge about women and experience with them. But Aria was on her fifth glass of wine, and she seemed totally fine.“Miss Aria, it seems like you don't want my nephew to have a glass with his uncle,” Lex said, glaring at me.Feeling guilty that I was letting a lady drink on my behalf, I opened my mouth to speak, but she rested her finger on my lips, staring deep into my eyes.“I hate liars. You are not a liar, right, Atlas? If you even sip a glass of alcohol, then that means you lied to me, and I won't like that.” Aria said, pouting at me as her finger slid down my lip.The innocent look on her face made my heart flip-flopped, and I felt like I was under some kind of spell that I didn't want to break.“I really don't drink alcohol,” I mumbled, gazing away from Lex’s angry eyes.
Lilith POV The few hours I have spent with Atlas, I finally realized why he needs so much protection. Although he's a rich and handsome gentleman, he's a bit wet behind the ears and a poor, innocent creature that is going to get murder for his ignorance. There was a second knock on the door, and I glanced down at Atlas before swaying my attention toward it. “You are being pretty dramatic. Just go open the door or I will.” He mumbled with a hint of impatience in his tone. Ignoring his remark, I walked over to the door and shouted, “Who is it?” But no one spoke, and it grew my suspicion even further. “Is there someone at the door?” I asked, drawing my hatpin to my side as I listened attentively. Suddenly, there was a third knock, but without a response to my question and no other sound coming from outside the room. “Are you going to answer the door or not?” Atlas asked. Swaying my gaze toward him for a second, I frowned before putting my focus back on the door. For a while, my
I laid awake with my eyes shut, listening for the slightest bit of movement or noise from outside my bedroom. After lying still for a while, I heard the knob turn, and I immediately reached under my pillow for my hairpin, grabbing onto it tightly as I slowly raised my eyelids. Suddenly, the door opened, and my gaze rested on Atlas walking into the room with an older man beside him. Letting out a soft breath, I let go of the hatpin and forced a half-smile on my lips. As an assassin, my entire life has been going to bed lonely and waking up alone because I trusted no one. But today I wasn't alone, and it felt a bit weird and comforting to have people in my room at seven o'clock. “Good morning,” I mumbled as Atlas came closer towards me. He then smiled as he sat on the edge of the bed, fixing his eyes on mine. “Morning, how was your first night?” Atlas asked, looking very concerned. No one in their right mind would sleep peacefully in a man's house that has so many powerful enem