"Hey Bitch, we meet again."

"You're just gonna let her go?" Frank asked unbelievably and I smirked, let her go? Hell no! I'm gonna deal with her stupid ass, she'll know better next time not to try shit with me. She fucking smashed my head with glass! But I like her..she's daring, bold and fiesty and I like screwing feisty bitches. Let's see how long she'll be bold and crazy by the time I'm done with her. She's so screwed.

I got out the bar and I went into my car. Frank entered and sat in the passenger's seat. He faced me and I smirked when I remembered what that bitch did.

"She's feisty. Don't you think she's useful?" He asked, taking his phone out of his pocket.

"Oh yeah I do." I replied as I drove away. This is gonna be fun.

                     ARIETTA'S POV

Okay, don't get too excited Ari. It's just Friday. Two more days to go and I'll be working in the best company in the world. Well, not sure but still. I'm gonna be done with school in a few weeks and that means, freedom!

I got off my bike and I walked into the school. I don't really feel like coming to school today buuuut. I miss my squad.

"Hey B." Clarissa squealed as she saw me come and I skipped to where her and the others were seating.

"Hey Clarry " I pecked her on the cheek and I ruffled the other two on thier heads.

"Hey, I'm not you baby you know." Beck said and I hissed.

"Heard you were sick?" Rick said and I tsked. My squad is made up of  two girls - Clarissa and I and two boys - Beck and Rick. We've been friends since first year of college and I'm not ready to trade them for anything. Rick is my favorite..why? because he's just like me, crazy!

"Naaah, just some lame excuse. What happened while I was away?" I asked, dipping a gumball into my mouth.

"A lot. Firstly, Melissa's sextape was released on the school's blog." Beck said and I gasped..

"No freaking way."

"Yes way, turns out the chic cheated on her boyfriend with Mathew.." Clarissa said and I chuckled.

"What's the deal about chics wanting to taste that guy's... I mean, he doesn't look like someone that can go  three hours straight." I said and they chuckled. Well, Mathew is the school's "popular guy" and some bitches always want the taste of his peepee.

"Well, her boyfriend or should I say ex, released her sextape along side with her nude pictures."

"Never knew her boobs was this big and fleshy." Rick said showing me the pics and I cringed. 

"Motherfucker." I spat and he smirked.

"So what about you? What did you do throughout yesterday?" Clarry asked.

"Grinded on some dudes?" Beck asked and I shot him a glare.

"Yesterday was the worst day of my life." I said with a pout." Looked for a job almost the whole day and couldn't get any."

"Why?" Beck asked.

"Well, bastards wanted to sleep with me. The pay wasn't nice and well, the workers aren't my type. As if that wasn't enough to ruin my day, some bastardized prick insulted my personality" I said and Rick laughed, making Clarissa to nudge him.

"Hope you showed him who's boss."

"Oh yes I did and I'm still gonna show him more when I meet him again somewhere."

"Where's the teacher anyways?" Beck asked. Well, out if the four of us, he's the only one that takes school seriously. I'm not dull, don't get me wrong but I just don't give much attention to my studies. I just read for like 5hrs a day and I won't read again for the next one month..

"She's here." I said as I saw the most boring teacher in the planet walking inside with her signature ugly frown and googly eye glasses. Gosh I'm so gonna sleep during this period.

                          RED'S POV

I glanced at wristwatch as I walked down to the torture room. Another soul going today. Can't get tired of doing that.

I got in and I saw the motherfucker tied upside down with blood dripping down his face. He was cladded in only a white short which is already has red stains on it due to his blood.

I walked to him, taking commanding steps and I walked round him in a circle.

"Hey Kent.." I said with a mischievous smile and his face held fear. "Nice to see you too."

"Now tell me..Kent.." I began as I went to a table filled with knifes and different types of matchets. "What exactly should I do to you Kent?" I asked, taking a small sharp knife observing it keenly.

"How should I repay you for what you did?" I asked, kissing the knife.

"I'm...I'm sorry King." He said fearfully and my anger built up in a speed. 

"Don't fucking tell me sorry!" I yelled furiously, dipping the knife into his left eye and yanking it out forcefully. He screamed in agony and I smiled. Yeah, music to my ears.

"You made me do that Kent. I don't like people telling me sorry, it makes me pissed off. Didn't you think about the repercussion of you betraying me in the first place? I don't need your stupid sorry!" I barked at him and his tears streamed down his face..not like I give a damn!

"Now tell me, should I kill you?" I asked placing the knife on his navel. "Slowly...." I trailed down the knife down his tummy slowly. "Or fast?" I slashed down his stomach in a flash and he screamed out my name. Asshole! I'm not giving you a handjob.

"I'm sorry please..please let me go.. please." He begged and I slapped him across his face.

"Don't...tell...me..sorry" I said through gritted teeth.

"What exactly are you sorry for Kent? Firstly, you made a very grave mistake when you answered the call of Carlos (Former king). Then you agreed to help him? You stole information from me and you leaked it to him. And then you tried to run away? How pathetic of you!"

I shook my head at his pathetic face and I took off my gloves. I turned to Bruce, one of my men, and I nodded.

"Burn him alive." I ordered and he nodded.

"No..no please..please King.. King please don't do this..Kiiiiing!!"

I ignored his stupid cries as I walked out of the room. Should have thought of all these before he betrayed me. One thing I hate most is betrayal, I hate it with passion.

                       ARIETTA'S POV

I was on my way home from the paint shop when I saw the most popular mad woman across the road. She's called Madam Chintzy. She's super crazy. Sometimes I feel bad for her because people always abuse and make jest of her. Sometimes, she'll just be on her own - lonely and sad. Sometimes super hungry. I give her food anytime I see her starved and right now, she's starved. Well, there goes my burrito. I walked where she was sitting - on her personal bench. I got to her and I bent to her height. Whe faced me and smiled out her super black and burnt teeth. I feel like this woman was a super beautiful woman before she turned mad because she looks pretty. Even with her super dirty and rough hair, her ruffled face and tattered clothes.

"Here..here Madam Chintzy..have this." I said, giving her my burrito. She smiled before yanking it off my hand. I smiled out tears as I watched her eat hungrily. I stretched a canned drink to her and she blenched out heavily as she finished it. She held my hand and bowed repeatedly.

"Box....secret." she said and I gasped. This is the first time she's talking. She never talks. This is the first time she's talking so it's kinda surprising.

"You can talk?" I said in delight.

"Box...secret." She said and I stared at her in confusion.

"Box..secret..." She said pointing at me with a grin.. okay, what's happening?

"Box..secret..Box..secret..Box..secret!!!" She stared to repeat as she stood up dancing around. Okay this is getting awkward. What doesn't she mean by box and secrets and why is she pointing at me? I better go before this gets more crazy. I waved at her even tho she was still dancing around screaming box and secret. I took to my heels and I heard her scream box and secret behind me. I ran faster and I stopped to catch my breath. I turned and I sighed in relief when I didn't see her again. I wanted to do her a favour and I ended up chased, wow..just wow..

I inserted my keys into the lock and I pushed my way inside. Living in a house alone sucks. I think I'll tell Clarry to come live with me. She even needs a house because her home is far from school so she has to wake up really early so as not to be late - something she doesn't like.

I sighed as I slumped on my bed, closing my eyes as I remembered everything that happened to me since I was a little girl. My parents died when I was just a little baby. Even though we lived in the slums, we still survived. Growing up in the slums is a battle of life. It's hustle or you'll be a tool of hustle.  So I was pretty smart at the young age of 5. Came back home after a play round the neighborhood and I found my home on fire, with both of my parents inside. How it happened, I didn't know. I cried my eyes out. I was just 5. I didn't know anyone except my parents, where would I start from?

I was taken in by a man who had pity on me. He wasn't rich nor was he poor but he was able to cater for me alongside with his wife and 2children.

His wife, for no reason, hated me. She maltreats me anytime Uncle Gleen, my helper, wasn't home and she acts all goody goody when he's home. He goes to work on Mondays and comes back on Friday so yeah, I receive the worst maltreatment 5 days a week.

I stayed with them for a year but tragedy struck and Uncle Gleen died in an accident on his way to pick me from school. His stupid wife blamed me for his death and increased the maltreatment. Long story short, I ran away, fled to Liberty Street and I grew up in the wild. Thank God Mel came to my rescue. What would have became of me if she hadn't? Baaaad..just baaad.

                     |•MONDAY•|

So..today is Monday. Yeah, the big day. I'm super excited and nervous. I had to go for shopping yesterday because all I had in my closet was : ripped jeans, denim skirts, ripped jackets, croptops, tank tops, bumshorts and they are either black, red, white or combination of black and white.

Even my shoe rack doesn't contain any professional shoe. Just sneakers and more sneakers. I didn't really know professional clothes so Clarry had to follow me. We took some pencil skirts, not long ones tho, they stopped before my knees.

We also got cooperate shirts and blouses, work based jackets. Heels - unfortunately :(

Anyways, I woke up as early as 6am, cleaned the house and dressed up for the day. I wore a grey highwaist pencil skirt with a split at the back and a white long sleeved off shoulder tucked in perfectly into the skirt. My hair is packed in a perfect pony tail with parted bangs. I wore a white heel and took a grey matching bag. Dressed dope for a perfect first impression. Added a light makeup to tone up my face.

I got into my car. Mel got me a car for my 19th birthday. A Toyota Camry. Gosh! Too expensive for me. I don't like expensive things. I glanced at my wristwatch and I smiled. 7am, just in time.

I started the car and off I went to Grande Corps. I drove into the premises of the company and I wowed at the glass building in front of me. I cleared my throat and flipped my pony tail before I catwalked in. Ooh everywhere looks busy.

I got to the receptionist and the lady flashed me a smile.

"Hi! I'm Maryellen, How can I help you?"

Question: What the hell am I supposed to say?

"Um, Hi Mary I'm Arietta and I was given this card.." I said, stretching the card to her. She took it from me and she gasped as she saw it.

"It's the CEO's card. Sorry for keeping you waiting. Take the elevator to the 3rd floor, walk down the hall, first office by your right." Whe said and I smiled appreciatively.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome..I love your hair."

"I love your nails." I said and she blushed. hmm..

I walked to the elevator like I owned the place and I giggled as I heard the ding of the elevator.

I walked out and as I was directed, I walked down the hall until I saw a wide bronze door by the right. I think this is it.

I took the handle and I pushed my way inside only to find out that I just interrupted a really hot moment. I should have knocked (눈‸눈)

"Oh my gosh..I'm so sorry " I said, startled as I covered my eyes not to behold the live pron scene in front of me. Gosh, sex in the office? Really?

"Who the hell let you in?" A cold voice asked and I gulped.

"The receptionist guided me to your office." I said, still covering my eyes.

"Fuck! She should have called me.."

I just stood there with my covered eyes. I heard some rattling and some kiss noises. Gosh just be fast already.

I heard the door open and close and I raised my face from my hand.

"Come forward." The voice commanded and I gulped as I went to the transparent diamond shaped desk. I sat on the chair and I fiddled with my fingers as I watched the man I'm yet to see his face work on the computer.

The laptop was covering half of his face so it was really hard having a clear view of his face. He finally closed his laptop and I gasped at the face I saw.

"You?!" I screamed and he had his usual mocking signature smirk on.

"Hey bitch...we meet again?"