Loner, mysterious, and unpopular.
Hannah is a nobody college student at a university.
Socializing is the last thing on her list.
Until a boy took an interest on her.
She never trusted anyone else in her life and never will.
Because keeping her distance to anyone is her only way of survival.

The staff hurriedly went to the sink just beside her and ran water on her arm. 

Hannah stood up from her seat and went over the counter while Samantha stayed behind and browsed on her tablet. 

When she got there, she looked at Hazel and thought that she looked familiar. Though it was a little bit hard to recognize her because of her disheveled hair and puffy eyes; she looked like she had been crying earlier. 

Before coming to the Busy Bean Café, Hazel went to The Fortress club where she and Nancy's group usually frequent. She spent her afternoon drinking in the club because she and her rich backer boyfriend had broken up. So she came to the café already intoxicated and Hannah could smell the alcohol from her making her nose wrinkle.

"What's going on?", she asked and had just noticed the mess on the counter and her staff Debbie who was cooling her arm under the running water.

Hazel Kun looked at Hannah and spoke in her drunken state, "Are you the manager? Your staff is stupid!"

Hannah raised her brow as she looked at Hazel and then back at Debbie. "Tell me what happened."

Debbie then timidly started to explain the matter to her boss regarding Hazel's order. Apparently, Hazel had ordered a tall Chai Latte with three pumps of pumpkin and a pump of caramel syrup but when she tasted it, Hazel said that there was too much caramel syrup. Debbie told the customer that she only followed her order so she had only pumped caramel once but Hazel insisted that it was too sweet and insisted that Debbie made a mistake and said that she pumped two or three times.

Debbie didn't want to aggravate the situation so she apologized but Hazel became irrational and asked for the manager. Debbie who was still new in the Busy Bean Café got nervous because she was afraid that she would get fired over this issue. So she offered to replace Hazel's order and just make a new one for her.

But despite her attempt to resolve the issue, the drunk Hazel found everything irritating and so she picked up the tall cup and threw it on the counter scalding Debbie's arm in the process.

While Debbie was explaining, Hazel just glared at her. Hannah shook her head and thought that nothing good comes out of having drinks go up to the head; it should stay in the stomach.

"Apply some ointment on your arm, it's on the first aid kit.", Hannah instructed Debbie before she faced Hazel. "Ma'am, we apologize for our mistake. We will replace your order or you can also get a refund. Which one do you prefer?"

"What refund?! I don't need it!", Hazel angrily answered.

Breathing deeply, Hannah answered, "What would you like then?"

"What I want is for you to fire that girl! She's stupid!", she snapped.

The customers in the cafe were already looking at them. Hannah didn't like this one bit so she was trying to solve this problem as calmly as possible but this woman is really testing her patience.

Clenching her teeth, Hannah tried to calm herself, "Ma'am this is just a minor problem, I can lecture my staff but I cannot just fire her."

"Huh! You're a manager! You can fire her! Don't you know who I am?", Hazel suddenly questioned.

At this time, the customers who were watching the commotion looked at her carefully. Because of how Hazel looked like at that moment, they hardly recognized her but as they observed further, that's when they noticed. 

"Isn't she Hazel Kun?"

"Yeah, she looks like Hazel."

"Who is that?"

"She's an actress. I think she was the second female lead of 'Deadly Everyday' movie from early this year."

"Oh really? I didn't notice… and she looks drunk."

The people around them continued to gossip and probably because Hazel was drunk, she really didn't notice the stares that they were giving her. Some even started to take pictures or record a video.

Hannah heard the gossips and she realized who this was in front of her. Though Hazel was still a rising star, she had a few endorsements from small brands that Hannah was familiar of.

"I can't do that. No matter who you are, I can't just fire an employee without a valid reason.", Hannah said firmly.

Hazel felt even more irritated that Hannah ignored her demand. "Then I demand compensation!"

Hannah couldn't believe what she was hearing from this actress, 'Compensation? Are you serious?'

The customers who had caught on what was happening also found her demand laughable.

Hannah wanted to keep her cool but every word that was coming out of this drunk and rude actress was getting absurd every time she opened her mouth.

"Compensation? For what? For your wrong order?", Hannah chuckled, it was too funny for her. "I already gave you a choice, it's either we'll make you another one or you get a refund. Don't be too greedy."

Hazel Kun snapped, "You're calling me greedy? How dare you! You're just a manager!"

Hannah couldn't take it anymore so she fired back, "No!! How dare you! You dare to ask for compensation after what you did to my staff? If anything, we should be the one asking you that!"

[COMPLETED]

Nobody's perfect. Not even Samantha Kim who was born from a wealthy family and a CEO of her own company. She had a lot of interests but she was still unhappy... like she was missing something in her life. 

She was known as a strong and independent woman, who liked to keep things to herself and doesn't want to rely on others. She had built a wall around herself, wanting to live a low profile life and away from the limelight. 

She is successful and confident, but what does she really want to do with her life? Who does she want to spend her life with? Why haven’t any of her past relationships worked out?

Meeting Daniel Cho, the Most Eligible Bachelor of M City, will change her in ways she never expected. But how much change will it do to her? Samantha struggled as she tried to understand the feelings she's going to experience with Daniel. Will she stay strong? Or will she crumble?

Enjoy the story of Samantha on her journey of self-discovery, coming to terms with their pasts, and a chance encounter with a man. See their seemly fated encounter and watch as they navigate their relationship.

Join us as we discover how the two of them will answer these questions and more. As she makes mistakes, how she rises to the challenges put in her path, and how he chases after her, dotes on her and loves her unconditionally. 

It’s not always the straightest path for Samantha and Daniel, and she paved her own way but hear the story of how just a little encounter changed her life forever.

Samantha and Daniel will have a happy encounter, but will they also have a happy ending?

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Carlos and Debbie shared cold glances towards one another. Belatedly, he passed the trophy and the prize on to her. According to the program, he would take the hand of the prizewinner and give it a firm shake.    

When Debbie had taken the trophy and the prize with her left hand, she offered the other for him to shake. Carlos looked at her little hand for barely a second, and then rejected it.


He looked at Debbie and mentioned with a low voice, "Your hands are filthy."    

Those four words alone were enough to offend her.    

Thankfully, not a soul heard them. The crowd had eyes on Carlos as he was a dignitary. Everyone was stupefied as they spotted him decline to shake Debbie's hand. They all speculated on it.


'If it were only him and me here, I'd drag him to the Civil Affairs Department to get the divorce certificate and beat the hell out of him!' Debbie clenched her fists indignantly. Anger made itself evident on her face. She despised the man so much.    

With hundreds and thousands of eyes that watched them, she could only swallow the utter humiliation.


Amidst the whole duration of the awarding, Carlos had his back facing against the camera, so only the ones on stage saw what he had done.    

How Debbie wished she could throw the trophy and the prize into the trash bin. The mere thought that it had been infected by Carlos' germs disgusted her. Again, she could only do this in her imagination.    

Event officially done, Debbie and her friends returned to the university. 


Setting foot in the entrance, they were stopped by Gail, who asked Debbie to keep her end of the deal.    

Intending for the second option which was to lock Curtis in his office, Debbie recalled what the disrespectful Carlos had done. 'If he happens to see me confess my love to him, he'd probably get so pissed! Oh my God, I actually kind of want to see how he'd react to it now!' she thought to herself in glee.


Momentarily mulling over her decision, Debbie wore a cunning smile and walked her way to one of the groves located in the university with her friends tagging along.    

Fortunately, it was a weekend and there were few students on the campus. The grove was covered in silence. Debbie turned to her friends and gestured for them to wait until she finished. Then she went deep into the grove and found an old tree. Standing across the tree, she mustered the loudest voice she could and yelled, "Carlos Huo, I love you. Carlos Huo, I love you..."


The agreement was for her to repeat it ten times; Debbie did just that.    

At the tenth, she screamed, causing the birds that rested in the tree to take to the air.    

Effortlessly accomplishing the task, Debbie patted herself against her chest to calm down. What she didn't expect was for a man to appear behind the tree and when she recognized who he was, she was flabbergasted.    

The man was Curtis! 'Oh my God…' Debbie became pale. 'Why is Mr. Lu here?!' she wondered to herself. Flustered, Debbie started to sweat.


'Holy crap! This is so humiliating! He might tell Carlos about this! I-I have to make a run for it!' Burying her face in her hands, Debbie pivoted and then sprinted to depart from the grove.    

"Tomboy, where are you going?" Dixon asked, muddled. "Do you have a bear chasing you?"


Approaching a halt, Debbie stopped upon sighting Dixon. She swiveled, her eyes scanning the area. No signs of Curtis were found. 'I guess he failed to recognize me, ' Debbie thought and sighed in relief. 'Although, I already saw him before. I think it was back in the Dean's office.'    

As Debbie was aware of Curtis' relationship with Carlos, her mind spiraled downwards with her thoughts. 'But, what if he recognized me and then tells Carlos about it? Wait, I'm Carlos' wife and it is perfectly normal for a wife to speak of her love about her husband!' Relief washed over her as she mused over the thought. As she passed Gail, she wore a smug grin, absolutely proud of what she had done.


Gawking at Debbie's waning figure in that manner stirred confusion inside Gail's mind.    

'Why's she so happy? Doesn't she know that Mr. Huo hates women who try to court him?' That confusion ultimately mutated into annoyance. 'Smile all you can, Debbie Nian, for you are screwed once Mr. Huo watches this.'


Drawing her phone out, she then sent the video she had captured over to an individual.    

Back in the dormitory, Debbie had an eerie feeling that remained inside her. Unable to exactly pinpoint what it was, she felt stumped.


She unknowingly discovered herself looking at the half marathon event that had happened. As if an entity had taken over her body, she instantly searched up for the list of participants at the half marathon. Then, it hit her.  


'That bitch's name isn't even on the list!' she screamed in silence. 'She planned all of this through! She knew the former silver medalist would attend the game so she lured me in and humiliated me on purpose!'  


Searching for an object to vent her anger out on, she grabbed a pillow and slammed it against the wall. 'You better start sleeping with one eye open, Jail Mu!' she cursed inwardly.    

Meanwhile, in the ZL Group


A spacious conference room was fully occupied. It was the latest electronics product launch event, and all reporters had their equipment set up to capture the event in its entirety.    

The general populace knew that products from the ZL Group would always set the trend.    

The facilitators of the event then arrived at the conference room. They consisted of Carlos and several other senior executives. All cameras were aimed at the seniors. It was protocol for all reporters that photographs or videos where Carlos could be seen were forbidden. Otherwise, he'd resort to forcing them to delete the photo, and in extreme cases, suing them.    


Only when Carlos and the senior executives took their seats did the others do the same. The general manager gave an opening speech before giving the floor to the vice-general manager on introducing their newest products.    

All ears were on the vice-general manager's speech.    

The speech was finished, and the next in order was to showcase their newest products with a projector.


The projector was then switched on by remote control by the vice-general manager. However, no product appeared. Instead, there was a girl yelling in front of a tree. Hearing that familiar voice instantly made Carlos' brows wrinkle together.    

"Carlos Huo, I love you. Carlos Huo, I love you..."    

This was uncalled for. No one saw it coming. All eyes widened like plates in shock, their jaws dropping to the ground.


 Carlos' face turned grim at the accident. Merely hearing her voice had him feel revolted. 'This girl again? She's just everywhere right now, isn't she?' 


They did not just have the employee of the ZL Group and reporters as their audience; rather they had the whole world watching. 


Each and every person in that conference room shifted their sight to Carlos, anticipating his response. Carlos' assistant, Emmett was there and witnessed the whole scene unfold. He too got to put a name on the woman. 'Isn't that Mrs. Huo?' 


Even in an unforeseen predicament, Carlos remained composed, expressionless. All the more did the people look up to him in admiration. 'Nothing fazes him! No wonder he successfully runs a large group!' Exhibiting the same trait similar to Carlos was the vice-general manager, as he came to a realization that someone must've tampered with his flash disk. 


Assessing if the product information was still stored in the flash disk, he heard Carlos' voice, "Continue." 


Right after the detestable video of Debbie professing her so-called love had ended, the screen correctly displayed the products. 


In terse consideration, Carlos took out his phone and dialed someone's number. "Curtis, do you know of a student called Debbie Nian?" Carlos asked. Then he frowned and wondered 'why does this name sound so familiar?' 


"What about her?" Curtis asked in reply. 


"I want you to expel her!" Carlos demanded. "Now!" There was certainly no other woman that managed to hit every nerve in his body. Retribution must be imparted. Asking for bloodshed was too far, hence Carlos asked her to be expelled. 


Reporters proceeded to erase all traces of photo and videos they had managed to take, for they couldn't afford to enrage Carlos. Despite all of that, the entire world practically saw Debbie. The viewers definitely had already captured the whole thing on their phones. As the launch pressed on, Debbie's information was uncovered for the entire world to learn about.

"Drive this woman out!"

"Throw this woman into the sea!"


When he doesn't know Debbie Nian's true identify, Carlos Huo cold-shoulders her. 

"Mr Huo, she is your wife." Carlos secretary reminded him. Hearing that, Carlos gives him a cold stare and complained, "why didn't you tell me earlier?" 

From then on, Carlos spoils her rotten. Little did everyone expect that they would get a divorce.
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This is not my work

The originality goes to Miss Bai Cha

It was a normal day where debbie would wake up and have coffee and go to work at 6am sharp. She got dressed in her bad ass outfit which was what a typical serial killer would wear. black tank top, black jeans, combat boots and a black corset with weapons and to top it off a black long coat to hide her weapons to not cause any suspicion. She got a call yesterday saying she had a job today.
she got in her brand new sports car and drove of to work.

At work she was greeted by the front desk receptionist. debbie as usual would greet them warmly. she was a girl who was nice to anyone as long as that person wasnt involved in her work or in the list of names which she had to kill.Debbie is a girl who finished all her studies and master degrees in killing in the spy agency when she was just 16 years old. she is the most gruesome serial killer and the best at spying in the agency,she not only is the best at her work but extremely cunning, skilled and talented in what she does. 

She has won many awards at her agency, most of her colleagues were jealous of her. the only one who was not  jealous of her was her one and only true friend Ava. Debbie and Ava were really true friends. Anyone would envy their friendship. Only debbie's bestie ava would call her deb, others would call her debbie and only her official heads or her boss would call her real name Deborah. debbie had no family other than ava. she was an orphan who was taken into training in the agency as her agility was exceptionally great.

when her training began debbie was the most successful student along side with ava both have them done many missions together and gone through some tough shit together. debbie was never a believer of god, rebirth, superstitions or second life. she thought all that was just stupid shit. on the other hand ava believed in all that. she would even try to make debbie believe in them but she never did. eventually ava gave up in making her friend in believing about god and other stuff because debbie was always so stubborn of not believing it as she thought that god had never helped her in her toughest time as they would say god will help you dont worry. so she started relying on herself than a person who wont help and thought god was just a figment of imagination in human minds.

*when debbie reached the office*
it was a very grand and sophisticated office, it had a round table where all the senior heads and ava were seated with debbie. in the middle of table there was a 3d display of the mission that ava and debbie would get today. "okay. so Ms.deborah and Ms.ava i would like to know if you would like to do this mission if yes then take the digital phone infront of you and we tell you the details of the mission after". both debbie and ava took the phones and waited for the details of the mission.
*remember both ava and debbie are 18 years old*

Debbie is a girl of age 18  who lives in a normal city. She hardly believes in superstions, rebirths and second lives etc. 

She is the best serial killer of the 22nd centuary. She goes by the name "THE NIGHT CRAWLER", people feared her gruesomely.

SUDDENLY AFTER AN HORRIBLE DEATH DEBBIE TRAVELLS BACK IN TIME AND REBIRTHS AS DIANA. Who is an innocent girl, abandonned by her family and left alone to live. Debbie led her second life by picking up diana from the slums where her family abandonned her to the most aglie killer any pirate gang leader would want.

BUT SHE NEVER TOOK ANY PIRATE GANG LEADER'S SIDE.SHE MOSTLY MAKE DEALS WITH THEM AND FINISH THEIR JOB AND EARN MONEY.

She did not expect what would happen next. THE PIRATE WHO WHICH ALL FEARED KIDNAPPED HER.

what will happen??? why did the pirate kidnapp her?? what will he do to her?

READ TO FIND OUT.
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Debbie didn't comment much about Scarlet's errand as she kept the poker face.
"Welcome back."
Scarlet nodded and tried to wipe the smile off her face. The governess noted that despite the calm mask on the blogger's face, Scarlet's eyes were livelier now. The lady was glad that her little assignment had done the trick.
"I was able to look through most of the story," she informed Scarlet and the girl became more serious. "I'm impressed by your creative ideas. Can you tell me where you got the inspiration from?"
Scarlet blushed at the praise and shuffled awkwardly. "I was researching when I came across something called Cats the Musical from Broadway*... I thought that it would be easier to model some people after talking cats to better portray their struggles in a comical manner?"
Debbie looked pleased with Scarlet's response and had a huge smile on her face. "Great! While it isn't ready to be turned into a book, I think we should commemorate your very first masterpiece. Does this story have a title?"
Scarlet didn't seem to think of it in a bad way, so Debbie was secretly relieved. Rejection can be a very harsh thing for writers and she didn't want to stamp out the burning flame in Scarlet. It might not be a huge bonfire yet, but the passion was still there. Fortunately, the girl was a fighter. She accepted it with grace and moved on, seeking further improvement.
"I think we can call it 'A Catty Conversation'. Would you mind pointing out where exactly I've gone wrong?"
Debbie blinked. "All in due time, Scarlet. For a first attempt, it was very good. I just needed something to be the gauge of your current abilities before we move on from there. From what I can see, you have a rather strong grasp of the English language. The grammar and structure are not worrying. You also have an intuitive sense of how to pace your stories with a very natural way of telling it. Your characters spring to life with how you describe your scenes, although some transitions can be shaky. But don't worry, we will work on them."
The blogger nodded as she heard her mentor's feedback. "Actually, I've been thinking of a question for a while now."
"Yes?"
Scarlet hesitated. Should she admit that she wasn't a natural prodigy when it came to writing? Would Debbie no longer be impressed or will she express her disappointment? After a while, Scarlet eventually decided to go with the truth. After all, it was harder to conceal the truth with time. The blogger knew that if she was truthful right from the start, she wouldn't disappoint the editor too much. Sure, Debbie might be disappointed for a while, but maybe she would come to understand how to help Scarlet more?
"Actually, I researched some writing tips for writers online before I attempted to write something. A Catty Conversation isn't my first work. It's probably my third or fourth? I've lost count. Also, It has been revised twice and edited once before I submitted it. I just want to know, how does an author create their personal style? I've tried finding answers for there isn't a definite answer."
Debbie smiled. It's a question that all young writers ask. Sadly, not even she could give them the answer. Instead, the editor gave Scarlet her very first homework.
"It's a very good question, Scarlet. I would be rather worried if you hadn't asked about it or research anything about writing beforehand. This shows that you have a levelled head and aren't egotistical. There's definitely room for improvements for everybody in the writing world. It doesn't matter if you're young or old, have published best-sellers or won the Nobel Peace Prize. Style is something that comes over time with experience, practice and wisdom. It's not learnt or taught, it is discovered and created. Think of a writer's style as their writing personality and DNA. It's unique to every individual."
She then picked up the blank exercise book and smiled. "This is going to be a very good starter. I'd like you to write all the questions you have about writing and write them down in this book and I will answer them next week. Don't forget to decorate the book and give it a name too!"
The blogger was puzzled. "I have to give this book a name too?"
Debbie looked at her as if that Scarlet was asking if the sky was blue today. "Of course! It's only natural, right? You name the things that are precious to you. For writers, what can be more important than books?"
Scarlet didn't know what to say. One should never judge a book by their cover, and at this moment, she thinks that it is especially true for Debbie who packed her things and bid the Wilde's goodbye. On the surface, Debbie sounded sane and looked nothing out of the ordinary. However, after getting to know her tutor a little better, Scarlet decided that all writers have to be a little bit insane at the very least to produce such stories.
Once Debbie left, Scarlet looked at the book in her hand. The press plants were currently still in the processing. Tina was helping her to dry them out by pressing them in between the pages of thick phone books. Alex had also agreed to lend Scarlet some of her art supplies when the plants were ready. Scarlet was excited about how the communication diary would turn out, but for now, she had to come up with a name.
Something that means secret... Scarlet didn't really know the meaning of names, so the best way to do it was by searching it up on the internet. It didn't take her long to find a list of names that had 'secret' in their meaning.
As she scrolled down the names, one of them caught her eye. It was a name with a double meaning and Scarlet thought that it was actually perfect for her first communication diary.
"From this day forth, you shall be known as Judah!" the blogger proudly announced to the blank exercise book.
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At age 10, Scarlet Liu Xiu Wen was tested with a Mensa IQ of 156.

By age 12, she was publishing books with the pen name Permanent Frost. By age 14, she was a successful vocalist-composer in the band called Britannia. By age 16 Scarlet had a successful career as a model and actress going by the stage name of Liu Xiu Wen.

However, there was a secret that the world didn't know. Away from the limelight, Scarlet took on yet another persona online as Pirate S - the eccentric half-genius. Everyone who lurked in the forums knew her name. Known for her unusual takes on life and mostly popularly for her "Human Observation Diary" blog, Scarlet enjoys the nerd life in secret.

Human Observation Diary has always kept to a very standard format but one day, a reader pointed out that the blog has recently been differing from its usual format. Intrigued by the trigger, Scarlet investigates her latest human observation - an online NEET by the name of Jedd77.

From further interactions, Scarlet finds herself helplessly drawn to him. As their friendship develops into something more, Scarlet has to make a choice.

To give up her secrecy and allow Jedd77 to be a part of her life? Or continue the game of cat and mouse even after the face reveal.

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It was definitely a tiring week for the twenty-four year old physicist Patrick Strauss. He had just finished his final examination that he had been preparing for months. The result came with a surprise. Patrick passed, and his name was included in the Top 20 of the leaderboard, getting an average of ninety. He felt amazed by how the universe worked, knowing that he was not fine when he took the test. Everyone was happy for him especially his mother, Debbie. 

Patrick did not want to be in the field of quantum science. It was far from what Patrick really loved
 to do. He had an immeasurable passion for painting since he was a kid. He grew up admiring Picasso, Van Gogh, and Monet, rather than Newton, Einstein, and Hawking. At a young age, his parents would often see him alone in his room, facing a canvas, holding a painting tray and a brush. None of them had prophesied that Patrick would fully embrace physics. 

Strausses had a deep connection with science, which could be traced back to Patrick's great great grandfather, George Strauss. He was very popular in Munich during his time. He became a professor at Karlsfeld University for almost twenty-four years. He had so many works about parallel universes, where most of his colleagues believed that if only he had lived longer, he could have been proven the  his theories.

Patrick chose to follow the path of his forefathers, though his blood had a different desire. He did not like to disappoint his ancestors especially his father, Jared. When he was a child, Jacob
 would often tell him, "You'll be a great scientist. Your name will be listed next to Newton. And you'll win a noble prize someday," with a smile and a tap on his shoulder, unconsciously shaping him up. Whenever he remembered it, his eyes went blurry.

Anyway, Patrick Strauss had a long, unlucky, hard year. On January, Patrick lost his father due to a vehicular accident, never had the chance to see him earning the title. Two months later, another horrific tragedy came. Alice, his longtime girlfriend, was found dead in her apartment, covered in her own pool of blood. She was known to be socially-active, who liked interacting with people. She treated everyone as a friend, and her enemy list was zero. Patrick was absolutely clueless about the identity of the suspect. He could only visualize how Alice screamed and begged for mercy that night. 

Meanwhile, Debbie was somehow bothered about Patrick after the misfortune. Patrick began painting
 horrendous images that was hung on the walls of his room. Debbie could not endure to look at those. Even a quick glance would terrorize her psychologically. One painting left her in huge discomfort. A disfigured portrait of a nun with thick eyebrows, laughing widely in a strange manner. 
She swore to herself she would never visit Patrick's room again, unless those paintings will be removed. He could have his artworks at the attic, she offered. Patrick understood the reaction of his mother. Still, he disagreed through a peaceful discussion. There, he explained that Debbie had nothing to fear. Those odd paintings were actually what he had seen in his recurring nightmares. 
He liked to have collections of those. Moreover, 
 to bring solace to his mother, Patrick agreed to see a psychologist. They had been consulted numerous doctors over the town. All of them had the same judgement on him. They could not diagnose him of any mental disorder. Debbie also took him to a priest, regardless of her incredulity in supernatural beings. The priest could not see any sign of demonic possession. Because of this, Debbie convinced herself that everything she thought about Patrick was only a product of her weakness and imagination.

It was a cold, silent evening. Patrick arrived home exactly eight o'clock from Brightwood University, where he waited two long hours for the verdict. 
Luckily, he was finally hired as a science professor. 
He went back home not thinking of any big celebration. All he wanted to do, was to rest his exhausted body. As the car stopped, he noticed that the house looked empty.  Mom should be here now, he thought. He came out quite uneasy, while the cold wind kept on blowing his unprotected skin.
It made him remember the night Alice was killed.
His heart beat faster as he approached the gate. After he saw the lock was undisturbed, he felt relieved. He was on the verge of unlocking the entrance when he suddenly heard a clang. It sounded like a metallic stuff had fallen from the kitchen. This made him anxious again, realizing they have no pets in their house. He carefully opened the gate in the most silent way he could. Like an amateur trespasser in his own backyard. 
As he reached the door, he keenly scanned the street. He did not see any suspicious activity around the house. He then placed his hand on the knob, hoping that it still remained untouched. He could feel the flow of pressure circling his hand,  as he twisted the knob. A great surprise emerged from his face as the door opened. He had never been into any fights before, but this time, he prepared himself. Armed with faith, he stepped in where his eyes met nothing but pure darkness. 
The first he did was to turn the flash on his phone. 
It was not enough to lighten up the whole room, but it helped him to see the floor well. He could now make his way to the switch and locate where he 
keep his baseball bat. He continued marching few steps from the entrance until he reached the switch. As he pressed it on, the light scattered across the whole room. A loud voice greeted him from the back. 

 HAPPY BIRTHDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY

He quickly turned his head, not believing what he had seen. Four familiar people stood, smiling at him. It was her mother Debbie, Marcus, Ellen, Peter and Sonia. He froze for a moment.  
It took him seconds to recover.

"Oh my goodness!" Patrick smiled, still in a great shock.
" Sorry if we scared your ass off!" Marcus grinned, as he hugged Patrick, tapping his back. 
Patrick laughed, and said,
" You're the one behind this, huh?" 
Ellen joined the conversation.
" Well, it's everyone's plan!" 
Patrick glanced at his mother and gave her a sweet smile. " It's everyone's plan, yes it is," Debbie stated. 
" What are we waiting for?"
Peter diverted his eyes to the table, and Patrick followed his gaze. A trace of disbelief appeared on his face. It looked as if there was a feast in their house.He was impressed with the dinning table decorations. It was covered with a newly-bought red mantle. In the middle, sat a huge twelve-inch cake. It was filled with white cream, and in the center a red candle was attached. There was also a large bottle of french wine. Six wine glasses surrounded the table, one for each of them. Two
large boxes of pizzas and a whole steak on each plate completed the scene.The beast in his stomach growled as they gathered to the table.

" Who made this pizzas?" Patrick asked, as he took a slice. If there was only one food that would make him crazy, it was surely pizza. 
" I made it... please forgive me for the taste," Sonia responded jokingly. 
" When did you start baking pizzas then?" Marcus interrogated. 
" Uhm..." Sonia paused, looking like she's trying to recall the exact date and time. She continued,
, " Well, I just started today." 
Everyone laughed at her answer. Debbie was watching quietly from the corner. She might not be smiling, yet deep inside her heart were da
" You never changed, Sonia," Patrick reacted, smiling.
 " So, how's my pizza?" Sonia asked, wanting 
a favorable judgement.
" Let me taste it first," Peter replied in a naughty tone.
They bursted out of laughter. As the noise faded, Patrick became emotional. Marcus was the first person to detect it. 
" Are you okay?" he asked, seeming a little bit worried.
All eyes turned to Patrick. The smile on their faces disappeared like a bubble being pricked. Patrick wanted to say, " Yes, I am," but his countenance was not ready to lie.
"  I just suddenly remember my dad and Alice," Patrick explained, forcing a fake smile. 
" This is my first time celebrating my birthday without them," he added.
They felt the sadness in Patrick's words. Ellen broke the silence, as she talked. 
" Always keep in mind... I'm sure Alice is happy wherever she is now... He's with your father... I'm sure of that." Ellen said, smiling. 
Debbie heard the conversation. She quickly marched to the lavatory. As the door closed, she fell down to her knees, releasing the burden that she had been keeping for months.

Anyway, the drama did not last longer. Patrick poured the wine into the glass, toasted it up and said, " CHEEEEEEEEERS." Everyone followed. The glasses produced a silvery tone as they touched each other. Debbie seemed 


 " One more," Marcus requested. 
Another one. And, another one. None of them 
felt that passing of time. They carried on until the last shot was taken by Patrick.

" Can you believe that?" Peter exclaimed, quite tipsy. Patrick shook his head, smiling .
" Who wants more?" Ellen asked, looking over her friends. 
" Honestly guys, I think I'm done," Patrick shyly responded, with his cheeks turned bit reddish.
Marcus looked at his watch. 
" Wow... I didn't notice, it's already passed 10, " he said.
Suddenly, Sophia's phone rang. As she checked it, 
the trace of happiness disappeared on her face.
" Uhmm...Sorry guys, I need to go home now," she stated as she frantically placed her phone in her bag.
" Well, I think the party is over..." Peter said, as he cleaned his mouth with a tissue.
Patrick knew that it was time to say goodbye. Part of him wanted to stop them, while the other part understood.
" Guys... listen... " he said. " You don't know how happy I am today. To all of you, thank you so much."
They exchanged friendly kisses as they said goodbye to each other. Everyone left the house satisfied. To Patrick, it was one of the best nights he had. He finished the day as he closed his eyes.

Jin knocked on Noah's office before he entered. 

"Let's go Noah. All board members are in the meeting room now." 

Noah stand up and grab his coat. "Let's go." 

When they arrive in the meeting room, his eyes automatically scan all the faces inside. His forehead wrinkled when he didn't see the familiar face he expected. Before he can voice out his question, a women with he thinks the same age as him come forward to him. 

"Good afternoon Mr. Han. I'm Director Lyn from Saotori Empire." She reaches her hand to him which he accepts as respect. "I want to apologize for my tiredness last time. I just stock up from the last meeting that's why I didn't make it. Thankfully Director Sato cover up for me." She smiles sweetly. 

"Speaking of Director Sato. Where is she? I thought she will be attending this meeting?" Jin asked. 

"Oh.. That.. Director Sato is temporarily demoted to her position as head Director of Saotori Empire because of some incident happened on her last closed deal." 

"But why? From what I heard she managed to close that deal?" 

"Indeed.. But I'm sorry I can't give you the full details. It's company 's confidential matter." 

"Did you know where is she now? Sorry if I'm asking too many questions. It's just that we still have unfinished business with her." 

"I can't give you the exact place where is she coz I don't really know where it was. But Chairman Saotori asked her to handle some issues on Saotori International that base abroad with his trusted assistant Mr. Hatori." 

"You mean.. Mr. Josh Hatori?" 

"Yup just the two of them. They left around 5 in the morning. I personally bring all the documents they needed to her office." 

BAM!!!.. 

Everyone startled when someone dash outside the meeting room. When they tried to look who it was. They only just saw Noah's back. Jin immediately followed his cousin after thanking Director Lyn not minding those people calling him. 

" Hey Noah!!!!.. Wait!!!" 

"Rescheduled the meeting. Check all the flights today and find which country Yui and that guy go. And also call the best hacker you know and track her down immediately." 

"But wait… Noah I understand you. But we reschedule this meeting twice. Don't you think you're being selfish?." 

*Do I look like I care for it?!" Noah stopped and glare to his cousin. "My wife is with that dangerous man to where the hell is that place!!!" 

"Relax.. I know you're worried. Why don't we just finish this while you're people still tracking where she is." Jin convinced him. They need this proposal for the company. Their business partners started to be anxious for all the delay. 

Noah think for a moment. "Fine!!.. Once they track her down, booked immediately a ticket for us." Then he walked back to the meeting room. 

Jin finally breathe in relief. In his mind, he's patting his shoulder for a job well done in convincing the devil. He immediately composed himself and run after his cousin. 

But the problem didn't end there. After the meeting, Noah's people still can't track where Yui is. Her name is not in the list of all the flights that scheduled today. Even Josh is not in the list. They also looked at all the CCTV's in any case that they just use different names, but still they can't find them. He's thinking that maybe the Saotori use a private plane for them. 

He ordered Jin to prepare the car. Once he gets inside Jin asked him immediately. 

"Where are we going?" 

"Jake Saotori office." 

"Huh? Why?" 

"Just drive!!" He answered irritatedly. 

Jin didn't insist to ask him more. He just followed his order. Soon enough they reached their destination. 

____
"How the trip? She's okay?" Jake asked from the other line. 

"Yeah.. Just a slight fever and colds but she's fine. I already gave her medicine. She's sleeping now." 

"OK.. Take a rest for today and tomorrow. You may resume your work the day after tomorrow so you both can rest well." 

"Got it.. By the way, just a reminder. Company romance is strictly prohibited as what in our rules and regulations. And that includes You and your wife there. I know you're doing some 'under the table business' now in there." Josh teased his friend. When he heard Jake's wife laugh he knew he's right. 

"I'm the owner of the company. Who will dare to question me?" 

"Tsk.. Tsk Mr. Chairman. How will you expect your subordinates to follow your rules if their Chairman alone didn't follow it?" 

Jake is about to answer when his wife who walk away from his lap to answer the phone on her desk peek on the door and said. 

"Noah Han is down there looking for you." 

Jake can't help but raise his brows. "What for?" His wife just shrugged her shoulders. 

"I'm sure that bastard is there for Mae. Based on one of my people, he contacted all the airline companies who have a flight schedule today and ask for their list of passengers." Josh spoke from the other line. 

"Really.. Let's see what he have now… I'll hang up now. Take care of her. If she didn't get better after two days deal with it without her." 

"Understood." 

After cutting the call. Jake asked her wife to pick Noah personally at the lobby and bring him up. After some minutes his wife came back. 

"Come in.." He said when his wife knocked on the door. 

"Chairman Saotori.. Mr. Han and his assistant is already here." Hannah said with formality. There are other people around so she choose to act professionally. 

"Let them in.. And please bring some drinks." 

"Right away Sir." 

When Hannah went out. Jake aura turned into cold and distant one. When Jin saw this he instantly fell the chill down his spine. 

"We meet again Mr. Han. Have a seat gentlemen." He said coldly. 

"Thank you Chairman Saotori." Noah said with same cold tone. 

"Well then. I don't remember we have something to discuss about Mr. Han." 

"Stop acting like you don't know why I'm here Chairman Saotori."

"But I really don't know why you are here Mr. Han!" 

"Where is my wife? Where in the world you send her away.!!" 

Jake didn't answer for awhile and let his wife serve the drinks first. "You can leave us for awhile." He said to his wife. 

"Yes Sir. Please excuse me." 

When his wife gone. He glared at the man across him. "Your wife?" Jake raised his brows. "The last time I checked I don't have an employee namely Mrs. Han here. Who exactly are you talking about?" He mocks him. 

"Don't give me that crap!!!.. You know I'm talking about Yui!!" Noah slammed the table. 

"Jeez.. What's with the temper Mr. Han?" He sneer. "So you're looking for OUR Director Sato huh." Jake lean on his chair lazily. "I removed her in her position for what happened last time. She allowed an outsider to enter her office even without an appointment. You see I value ladies security here. I don't allow anyone to meet them directly to their office not unless they are part of this company or their family members."

"That's not her fault!!---" 

"Then who's fault is it Mr. Han? She already took all the responsibility for what happened. I didn't fired that stupid receptionist as what she beg. In return she will be removed in her position." Jake voice becomes dangerous and scary. "You see.. I don't allow any stupidity here in my company, and Ms. Sato is aware of that." 

"That's why you just throw her away with that killer assistant of yours!!!" 

"Oh don't worry.. I guarantee you she's more than safe with that guy." He smiled devilishly. 

"Just who exactly are you in Yui's life. Why are you manipulating her?!!" 

"Why don't you found it out for yourself?! This is the only thing I can say regarding that.. I'm one of those who won't allow anyone to hurt her." Jake said in a firm tone. 

Noah is about to answer when someone knocked on the door. 

"Mr. Chairman Sir.. The board are waiting. Time for the meeting." 

"I may not be the man you choose to love and to be with. I just want you to know, I feel no regrets to all those years that I cherish and love you." The man smiled at him dearly. 


"If you ask me something in return for that. It's only one thing.. I want nothing but to see you happy." He covers her eyes where her tears never stop from pouring. "Crying like this is the very last thing I wish to see you. Not until I'm alive." 


"For the last time… just this time. Please forgive me for this." The man didn't wait for her to react. He crossed the distance between their lips and kissed her with all his heart while his hand is still covering her eyes.
____________

Married Twice. To two different men. On two different circumstances. 


Married at young age. Yuiren Mae and the love of his life on his teenage life got married on her 16th birthday. Married@Sweet16. But misunderstanding test their love to each other. He left her completely lost and broken as her heart shattered into pieces. 


Little did she know her first husband who she doesn't remember completely she has, also renew their marriage license also on her 16th birthday. He stayed on her side in her worse and always there for her without asking anything in exchange. Lift her up and make her feel special. 


Time will come and she needs to choose. Who among them? 


The one she wants to forget but she loves dearly?

Or

The one she forgot but loves her unconditionally?

Paul kissed Jo. She looked stunning. Jo was showing so much cleavage. Jo whispered to Paul, "To be honest I am happy he is away. I didn't have a good life with him."

Debbie came into the lounge. She looked beautiful. Both Debbie and Jo knew how to dress. It was now twenty-five past seven. They left for the restaurant. Paul walked with Jill. He put his arm around her and cupped her breast. The nipple was hard. He played with it until they arrived at the restaurant. Jill whispered to Paul, "Do that to me on the way home. You made me cum. I want you tonight."

They kissed then went into the restaurant. Jill sat on Paul's left. Jo sat opposite him with Debbie to his right. During the meal, Debbie said, "I was thinking Paul, do you have any space at the Center where you could create an Auction House?"

Paul replied, "I have now. Six months ago I bought a company which was providing props to television companies and theatres. It is a good business. Three months ago I purchased a vast warehouse next door to the Center. I should have said that my Pension Fund bought the warehouse. We do a lot of house clearances for lawyers and people wanting estates settled. A lot of students buy furniture for their flats from us. We have the space and storage for an Auction House. I would need to look for staff as I wouldn't do general sales, I would only auction Antiques and Collectables."

Jill said, "That sounds like good accounting. Hiring props out sounds fantastic."

Paul replied, "I always paid a lot of attention to my Accountancy lectures at University. The props are a fascinating business."

Jill smiled then blew Paul a kiss. Paul felt Jill's leg pressing against his. After Paul had finished his main course, he excused himself. In the restroom, Paul took his Viagra. When he returned to the table, only Debbie was there. Debbie said, "Jill likes you. I think when we get home I'll look after Jo. Spend the night with her. She is very nervous as she has never had a man before. She has had a lot of women."

They walked home. Paul cupped Jill's breast and played with her nipple. Jill said, "This is a big step for me. I have wanted this since I was a teenager but never found a man that I wanted to do it with. Paul, I want to do it with you."

They kissed passionately for several minutes then walked to the house. Debbie and Jo were already in the lounge. Paul went to the kitchen and got a bottle of Champagne, two glasses and a wine cooler. Then he and Jill went upstairs. In Paul's bedroom, they kissed again. Then Paul undressed Jill. He left her with a crotchless bodysuit and self-supporting stockings. He then took her beautiful breasts out of the bodysuit. Paul then undressed. His cock was semi-hard but still looked impressive.

Paul then started to play and suck Jill's nipples. Jill put her hand on Paul's cock and began to play with it. She had a very gentle touch. Paul put his hand between Jill's legs. Jill opened her legs for him. Paul slid two fingers inside her wet pussy. Paul felt Jill's clit. It was big. There was plenty of clit to suck. Paul's cock was getting harder. Paul placed Jill on his bed and went down on her. Jill then put Paul's cock into her mouth. Her tongue and lips were everywhere. Jill said, "This is the first cock I have ever had either in my mouth or pussy. It feels beautiful."

Paul then started sucking Jill's clit; he soon had his full hand with all his fingertips pressed together in a cone shape sliding in and out of Jill's pussy. Jill was enjoying it as she pushed her pussy against Paul's fist. Jill was now taking Paul's full length in her mouth. Jill was gripping Paul's fist with a lot of force. It felt good. They kept this going for ten minutes then Paul lay on the bed and said, "I think we are both ready. You go on top then you can control the pace of the ride."

Jill smiled and nodded then kissed Paul. She squatted over his cock and rubbed the tip of Paul's cock against her clit. Jill did this for several minutes. She then slid half of his length inside her. Jill was gripping him tightly, and with every thrust, she was taking a little more of him. Soon she was taking all of him and was riding him with an incredible rhythm. Paul was rubbing Jill's clit with two fingers, and his other hand was playing with her tits. Jill had cum many times. After twenty-five minutes Paul exploded inside her. Jill gripped Paul's cock and said, "That was wonderful. I never thought it would be this good. I felt you squirt inside me."

They kissed and cuddled for several minutes then Paul opened the Champagne. They both sat on the sofa naked. Paul said, "I enjoyed that. You have a very light touch but very powerful pussy muscles when you grip my cock."

Paul then told Jill that Debbie was not his real mother, but she had adopted him when she was at University. That he was the son of Debbie's best friend, who had died in a car crash when he was six months old. Paul then said Debbie was forty-seven and she wanted a child with him. Paul then said, "I would like to see you too. I'm also sleeping with Jo. Debbie has another few women she wants to introduce me to. Jill, how do you feel about this?"

Jill smiled and replied, "I am forty-four, I would love a child with you. I would love to see you on a regular basis. I understand all about Debbie and her girlfriends; this is the way I've lived for years. Paul, I would love to become part of your life."

She then kissed him. They went back onto the bed. For the next fifty minutes, Paul was everywhere. Paul was in complete control. He ass fucked her which she loved. He then pussy fucked her doggy style. Paul fucked her hard and rough. Jill had never experienced anything like it in her life. Jill said, "That was unbelievable. I love everything you did to me. Your cock is still hard. Let's have a glass of Champagne then I'll make you hard again."

Paul topped up their glasses. Paul said, "If we're going to spend time together is it possible I could help you change your wardrobe. Jill, you have a beautiful body, but you don't show it to its full advantage. I would like you to arouse me when we go out. Tonight Debbie and Jo looked stunning."

Jill smiled then said, "I will do that. I would like to visit the Center with you tomorrow morning. Is that OK with you?"

Paul replied, "No problem. We can spend the day there. I am sure that you will like it."

Jill smiled and said, "Super. There's a woman in town that advises on makeup and hair treatments. She also provides advice on clothing colours. There's a boutique in the city that specialises in risqué numbers. A lot of the girls go there. I will phone in the morning and arrange it. Paul, all my life I have always played things down. I drive a Mini; it is a tuned Cooper S, but there are no badges. I have never wanted to look good for anyone in my life. I want to look good for you. How often will we see each other?"

Paul replied, "I think at least five days a week. I am sure that we are compatible in a lot of ways. In ten days Debbie and I are going to France to buy some wines. I will ask her if you can come with us."

Jill said, "Where in France? I have a house in Champagne. It's years since I was last there but I have a housekeeper who lives in it."

Paul replied, "It's Debbie's birthday, and I suggested that we celebrate in Champagne. I will ask her in the morning, but I will say that I want you to come with us."

Jill bent over and kissed Paul. Jill said, "Thank you; that means a lot to me. Would you like me to wear provocative clothes for you? I have always wanted to be understated, in everything that I do. I could drive any car I want, but I prefer to go around unnoticed. I will change tomorrow. I would not do this for anyone else."

Paul kissed her then cupped one of her breasts. He gently squeezed the nipple then said, "You have a beautiful body. If you do this, then it will arouse me, and I will respond in a very positive manner."

Paul then slipped his hand between Jill's legs. She spread her legs open for him. Paul slid his fingers inside her. Paul asked, "Tell me what you enjoy? Tell me what arouses you? Tell me your fantasies?"

Jill looked at Paul. She took his cock in her hand. She asked, "Would you like to know what the real me enjoys? What makes my cunt wet? Well, everything you did to me tonight. You are the first person that has satisfied me completely. We will get better in bed. I like to talk dirty when I am in bed. I like to be submissive and give pleasure. Now that I know you, I would like to share you in bed with other women. I want to be fucked hard and rough when we are together. When I know I'm with you, I won't wear any panties. I love having my pussy fingered as you are doing this now. I have been to bed with a lot of women, but it was just for clean, casual sex."

"I love Debbie's hotel. The green wrist bracelet is an excellent idea. I could have as many women in a day that I wanted. Apart from Debbie, Jo and perhaps three others, they are the only ones I had what you could call a relationship with. I have never dated anyone in my life. I want to date you, Paul. I will do everything I can to give you pleasure. I have never been on the pill in my life. I want as much semen you can give me in your cunt. No other man will ever get in there."

They kissed passionately for several minutes. Then Jill went down on Paul's cock as Paul fingered Jill's pussy. Paul then turned her around and went into her doggy style. He rubbed her clit and fingered her ass with his other hand. Thirty-five minutes later he came inside her. Paul came out of her throbbing pussy and topped up their glasses.

Jill said, "I have had good orgasms in my life but nothing like this. I'm happy that you will tell Debbie that you want me to come with you. I will make arrangements that we will stay in my house. Paul, it's not a house it's a Chateaux which my grandfather bought in the early nineteen twenties. There are also hundreds of acres of vineyards. I believe that they are the finest vineyards in Champagne. We sell the grape harvest to the leading Champagne Houses. Last year this business made me forty-eight million euros. I have a manager and five employees. You will see it when we go to France."

Paul said, "Wow that's a lot of money. I look forward to seeing this. Jill, when did you lose your virginity?"

Jill smiled and said, "I was twenty, and I was in France for the summer holidays. My father thought this would be good for me. I had a girlfriend from University with me. We shared the same bed. On the second week, we played with each other. Every day we were doing more. My father built a fantastic indoor swimming pool. We would swim nude. We had a lot of fun. We would make each other cum every night. We went to the Chateaux every year until I was thirty-two. My girlfriend married, and I was her bridesmaid. I lived at home with my parents. I worked as my father's PA. It was a busy job. I kept ten secretaries going. We were in finance."

"Over the next days, I will tell you more. Today I have companies that I still own. I have an Insurance company and two banks that I still own. I also have a lot of stocks and shares."

They kissed again then cuddled close together in bed. Five minutes later they were both asleep.

The title itself is the synopsis :) ENJOY

The Caucasian woman's face was pale as a ghost.

The Asian man coughed out blood once more before finally getting up and pulled out a knife.

"DIANNE, GET AWAY FROM HIM!"

Dianne who was hugging Nathan's leg let go immediately and tried to move away.

However, Nathan grabbed her by the neck and raised her up.

"Well, well, well… What do we have here?" said Nathan as he looked at the Asian man and smiled.

"BASTARD! LET HER GO RIGHT NOW!"

"You really like ordering me around, huh."

Nathan grabbed Dianne's left hand and crushed it.

Crack!

"AHHHHH!!!" Dianne screamed.

"YOU!" said the Asian and dashed forward.

However, Nathan shielded himself with Dianne's body, causing the man to stop.

The Asian man gritted his teeth and his eyes were burning with fire.

As much as he wanted to save his little sister, he knew that Nathan was far too powerful.

He already lost his parents during the zombie apocalypse. He couldn't lose his sister as well.

Nathan smiled. 

"The bitch behind me, move to this man's side or I'll break this girl's neck," said Nathan to the Caucasian woman.

"Hannah…" said Dianne weakly.

The Asian man looked at Hannah.

His eyes were pleading.

However, Hannah was frozen from fear.

"Heh~ Still not being cooperative," said Nathan as his hand slowly reached out for Dianne's left ribs.

"HANNAH! PLEASE DO AS HE SAYS!" said the Asian man.

He knelt down and bowed.

"Please… Don't hurt my sister…. Please… We only want to survive…"

Tears started flowing from his eyes.

Seeing the Asian man prostrating and crying, Hannah finally snapped back to reality.

"David…"

Hannah quickly went over to David's side and hugged him.

"Please don't hurt us… We don't mean any harm…" said Hannah and cried as well.

As for Dianne, she started crying as well and weakly said, "Please, mister… I'll do anything you want… Just don't hurt them…"

Looking at their scene, Nathan couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

He felt like he was the villain here.

'No! I'm the victim here! That dog pointed a gun at me while I was at the loo and made me beg!' 

The scene also reminded him of a certain memory…

***

3 years ago.

Nathan, 21 years old.

Liit Town, Muwin.

"Grandpa! Cousin! What are you guys doing here?" a man called out.

Sakhr and Nathan looked towards the direction where the voice was coming from.

It was Maaz, the eldest child of uncle Mabrook and aunt Mariam. And with him was a group of drugged-up and dangerous-looking men.

Maaz was 25 years old. However, despite being older, he was only 5'2" tall and was skinny. Because of that, from what Nathan has heard, he had this Napoleon complex.

Nathan glanced over at the drugged-up and dangerous-looking men.

They too looked at Nathan, sizing him up.

Back in the day, despite Karen's objection, he didn't mind talking to people like this. 

To him, they were the outcast or rebels of society and their devil-may-care outlook kind of intrigued him a little bit.

However, after he graduated and started working, he began to distance himself from such people to protect his image.

In his mind, he wasn't a teenager anymore so he needed to "man-up" or "act right" as they say.

"You drug addict, what are you up to now?" said Sakhr.

Although Sakhr believes that a real man does, say and takes what he wants, he doesn't agree with throwing your life away by doing drugs or engaging in illegal activities. 

Sure, doing drugs once in a while is acceptable. But doing it every day that it affects your physical and mental health? That's a different matter.

To him, what's the use or how can you enjoy the benefits of your success if your body is broken? What was the point if you will only end up inside a coffin or spend your life behind bars?

Maaz smiled and said, "Nice to see you too, grandpa." 

He then looked at Nathan and nodded.

Nathan nodded back as well.

Sakhr snorted.

"We're getting some fresh air," said Nathan.

"Oh, okay. See you guys later. We're going to grab something to eat," Maaz said and started walking towards the church with his crew.

When Maaz and his crew were already a couple of feet away, Maaz stopped and turned.

"Cousin, we're going to Banya city tonight. You should come with us to celebrate."

"Sorry, I can't. I have work later."

"Okay." 

Maaz resumed walking.

"Brat, don't follow the footsteps of that brat," Sakhr said and then sighed. "I only have 3 grandchildren that I know of. And unfortunately, one turned out to be a disappointment. You and Malik are the only decent ones so don't fuck up our family name."

"Wait… what? You have other grandchildren?"

As far as Nathan knows, this grandfather of his only had two children, his father and uncle Mabrook.

Sakhr hit Nathan with his cane.

Pah!

"Ouch!"

"You idiot. With the number of women I've slept with in my life, it wouldn't be a surprise if one of them got pregnant and I wasn't aware of."

Nathan checked his watch.

3:43 pm.

From Monday to Saturday, he usually wakes up around 3:00 pm because his main job is from 5:00 pm - 12:00 am and his part-time job is 2:30 - 5:30 am.

However, his employer at his part-time job was a cool guy and let him take the day off today.

With that, today, he only had to work at his main job.

'I'm going to try to take a 30-minute nap.' Nathan thought. "Grandfather, uncle Mabrook and aunt Mariam are probably looking for us."

"Go tell them to come here."

"Okay."

Nathan got up.

"Brat."

Nathan looked at his grandfather.

"Give me another stick."

Nathan didn't want to argue to he gave his grandfather his pack of cigarettes and lighter.

After returning them to Nathan, Sakhr blew smoke and said, "Go now but take your time." 

***

Nathan and his family got back home.

Maaz didn't come with them.

Nathan climbed up the second floor and went straight to his bed.

He grabbed his phone and set the alarm clock.

'4:30 pm… Okay.'

There were a few messages from his family members that were not here at Liit town.

He decided to ignore them for now and slept.

***

4:30 pm.

Ring… Ring… Ring…

Nathan opened his eyes and grabbed his phone to turn it off.

'I still want to sleep…'

His body felt so weak and heavy from the lack of sleep and food he ate earlier.

He decided to close his eyes for 5 minutes.

A minute or so passed when suddenly…

"Nathan, I made you coffee and a few snacks," said a woman.

It was aunt Mariam.

The room that Nathan shared with Maaz didn't have a door because it was removed by uncle Mabrook about 10 years ago due to Maaz's drug problem. 

Nathan opened his eyes and got up.

"It's downstairs. Do you want me to bring it here?"

"Thanks. I'll just eat them downstairs."

"Okay."

Aunt Mariam left.

Nathan stretched.

He then grabbed his laptop, phone and headphones before heading downstairs.

***

Nathan was at the dining table listening to music on his laptop while checking his email and drinking coffee.

His first work starts at 5:00 pm so he didn't open his message app and was checking his emails in the meantime.

He noticed an email.

It was an email from the company of his main job and was sent just about 4 hours ago.

It was a termination letter.

The reason he was being fired was because the company was facing some financial issues and they had to fire some of its employees.

However, the "bright side" was that his pay was sent right away instead of at the end of the month.

After reading the letter, he opened his message app right away to contact his former employer.

His status wasn't online yet.

Nevertheless, he clicked the profile of his former employer and began typing a message.

[Hi, I just read the email that was sent to me by the company. I don't understand why I'm being fired. I've been producing good articles. In fact, every week, I have one article that's part of the top 5 weekly tech news articles. What's the basis of my termination?]

After sending the message to this former employer, he decided to contact his fellow writers as well that he was friends with in the company.

[Hey, I received a termination letter today and got fired. Did you receive one as well?] 

He sent the same message on all 4 of them -- 3 were females and 1 male.

They all messaged him back.

It turns out, 1 female and the other male were fired as well. 

Also, he couldn't help but notice that the 2 females that were not fired were the beautiful ones. 

And out of the two of them, one rarely writes and doesn't even get her articles at the top 5 weekly tech news articles. 

His former employer finally replied.

The "reason" given to him was the same as written in the termination letter that he received.  

Nathan was about to ask why the writer who rarely writes wasn't fired but decided not to.

It would be no different from begging.

"FUCK!"

Bam!

Nathan slammed his fist on the table, causing his coffee to spill.

Seeing the spill, Nathan grabbed his laptop and phone right away.

"Shit!"

Aunt Mariam rushed to the dining area.

"Nathan, what's wrong?!" 

"Um… Sorry, aunt Mariam. I accidentally bumped the cup and it spilled over all my laptop."

"Oh… Let me help you wipe that."

"Don't worry. I can clean it myself."

"Oh you, it's okay. Just let me do it."

Seeing that she was so persistent, Nathan finally gave in.

However, he couldn't help but feel bad for her.

Sure, she was a housewife just like his mother, but she was too dedicated that he couldn't help but feel bad for her.

If no one knew she was married to uncle Mabrook, they probably would have thought she was the maid or something.

But who was he to question a society's culture?

Who was he to tell his aunt what's right and wrong?

Who was he to tell her how to live her life?

"Thank you," said Nathan.

"It's okay."

He went back to his room.

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"I am a Chosen One! I refuse to bow down to society! Society must bow down to me!" 


Nathan is your average 24-year old man. Just like everyone else, he experienced both pain and happiness in his life which shaped him into the man who he is. 


One day, God unleashed a zombie apocalypse and gave humanity the System that allows them to level-up, forever changing the world. And among the humans, there are beings called Chosen Ones who are slightly better off than the average humans. 


Follow the journey of a man who slowly descends into madness as he survives in a zombie apocalypse and rises to power. 


Author's note: I took some ideas from the novel [God and Devil World].

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