Warning: Vulgar language
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Expensive bottles of wine were thrown on the ground and shattered with a KLING sound. Delicate glasses were smashed against the wall. Loud cursing echoed in the room.
"Babe, please calm yourself!'' the erotic female that wore a sexy satin nightdress was shocked and fear crept up. She stared at the male before her. Red-faced from anger and drunkenness, his shirt was half unbuttoned and veins littered his neck.
His eyes, however, were the most fear-inducing part of him. One look and she would be instantly dead. She didn't dare to get close to him, afraid he hurt her too.
Her boyfriend of half a year turned into this maniac. She wanted to escape this place but his cold words still rang in her head, "If you dare to leave, I'll fuck you to death."
Her legs were butter and she could only sit on the bed and watch him smash everything in the bar. Mik was in a terrible mood. He was so angry that he wanted to rip everything apart in front of him. His bloodshot eyes fell on the bare flesh of his girlfriend but he calmed himself at the last minute. This wasn't the time to indulge in such meaningless pleasure.
Ever since the press conference a week ago, Mik's blood rate rose and he drank himself into oblivion. That damned Mr K couldn't do anything right! He was sure to let him die a gruesome death in prison, he would never come out alive! And that wrench that ruined his plan and Luka! Fuck! Mik roared.
Since it came out that LXL was part of such a cruel scheme, his company's value has been dropping more and more. Mik didn't care if the stocks dropped a bit but because of this small scandal, even worse was dug out by the media and LXL's reputation fell completely. All partners withdrew their partnerships as well as all sponsors left.
The worst thing was that Mik, as the damn CEO, didn't even have the power to decide. LXL was a family-inherited business. Once his family saw that LXL was inching closer to the red number then completely dived down, the company was taken away from Mik.
His father started to manage it to save it from the brink of destruction. But that wasn't the worst part. The worst part was the fact it went towards his younger brother who became the new CEO.
Mik was just dumped like that by his family and his inferior brother could inherit everything? Mik couldn't take it! But his family were quick. They sealed all his cards, took away his cars and mansions and left him only with this one where he was basically under house arrest. How could such a mighty person as him fall so low? Mik couldn't accept it but he was helpless.
He had no way to get out of this situation. He was done for. He would become just another young master rotting away with nothing left.
"Babe," the nauseating voice from his useless girlfriend made Mik only more furious.
"Fuck off!" his girlfriend didn't need to be told twice as she stormed away.
Mik didn't know why he even bothered keeping her. A useless, dumb woman who only knew how to use her body. No brains at all. Mik chugged down another glass of gin and slept on his sofa. His life was over. It was completely over.
Wailing in self-pity, it took Mik a while before he heard the ringing of his phone. It was an unknown number. Mik hesitated before picking up, "Yeah?"
His speech was a bit slurred and it was clear he was drunk. But once he heard the other person, he instantly sobered up.
"Oh Mik, you don't sound very good. It's me, Paul."
Paul. The CEO of Nixo. Paul was the one who proposed the idea of building the money laundering place underneath the orphanage! He was the one insisting on getting the orphanage no matter what!
This damned bastard sure had guts! Because of him, Mik ended up like this! Nixo was fine, it got a bit of damage but it was nowhere near as bad as LXL and Tyn!
Speaking of it, Nixo was a bigger company than LXL and Tyn and Paul always used to be quite mysterious and unreadable. But Mik didn't care. Anger once again was ignited within him.
"You fucking bastard, what do you want?" Mik grit his teeth as he heard Paul laugh slightly.
"Mik, I can understand your anger but don't be like that. We're friends and –"
Mik wanted to tell him to stick his friends up his ass but the next words stopped him, "And friends help each other."
"Help? How?" Mike was sceptical.
"Aren't you wondering why Nixo's fine and I'm under no fire?"
Hell yes!
"I'll introduce you to someone. If you want I can also give you full control back over LXL, even better how about M.M. too?"
Mik's greedy side was triggered, he was interested in those tempting words, "How? And why?"
"We're friends, didn't I tell you? Come to the address I sent you."
Mik hung up. If Paul really spoke the truth then-
A nasty grin appeared on his face. He could reclaim everything and destroy everyone who harmed him.
"I don't approve of your choice," a stern female voice appeared and Paul turned around in his seat smiling at her, "C'mon, he'll be a good puppet we can use. Once he has no use, we'll throw him away. We need dispensable tools like him," Paul was a man in his 30s, elegant, sleek and quite charming.
"It's more effective-"
"Don't be like this. We can have a little fun. It's boring getting to the finish line immediately, no?" Paul looked out of his office window and his smile grew, "Soon we can see them all collapse. One after another one," Paul pointed at the skyscrapers with visible logos.
Big companies and establishments, "Toys, manipulate them until our goal's reached and then boom everything will be in a beautiful sea of chaos, fire and destruction. Don't you agree, Yolinda?"
Yolinda drank her cup of tea, "What about her?"
"Oh," Paul smiled, "Didn't expect them to act. Don't worry about her, I've taken care of it."
***
It was an hour before 6 pm. An hour before Luka came and picked her up. Yana went through her mental checklist. She has showered, chosen an outfit and done her hair. Now she only needed to put on some makeup and wait for Luka to arrive. Yana didn't know why she put so much effort into her appearance but told herself that it was because she needed to get as close as possible to Luka.
Yes, that was it. Half an hour before the meeting time, Yana's phone rang. Thinking it was Luka, Yana picked up but instead, "Yana! Hurry, get out there! Now!"
"Wha-"
BAM.
Dust flew up. Glass shard shattered. Yana couldn't see anything. Dammit. She should've known. Yana put the phone close to her ear, "Marie. Tell me the way."
"Listen closely, they've surrounded the place, there's only one escape route you can take."
Yana was too caught up in her speculation to have calculated that they would actually target her. Yana evaded their line of sight and bullets raced past her.
Then-
6 pm.
With a neat and sleek attire that magnified his handsomeness, Luka stood in front of the apartment door. In his hands were a large bouquet of roses and a bag full of presents.
With joy causing his heart to almost explode, Luka knocked on the door. He wasn't sure if Yana accepted his invitation for a date but when she did he couldn't believe his luck.
However-
The door that opened before him showed an empty room. No one was there.
No sign of Yana. Nothing.
7 pm.
Calls. Messages, asking others and Luka realised.
Once again, he had been dumped.
And once again, Yana disappeared.