I like Professionals. I have so much respect for them.
I have been so annoyed by that woman for so long that I wholeheartedly welcome this change. This guy is a professional, unlike that harlot who 'thinly' smiled and sometimes even ignored me.
And right now, I am waiting in the darkness of an alley, waiting for my love to appear.
I have followed my beloved receptionist for 2 cycles and I know everything about him. I didn't expect him to have a boyfriend but I can just steal him away. Okay, calm down guys. We shouldn't judge others based on their preferences. And as a professional, it is my job to serve all my clients equally with the same respect.
Furthermore, this guy is not just any client but the love of my life.
I will steal him at all costs.
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(Receptionist POV {The professional guy})
I have been so happy lately that I couldn't help but smile at everyone I see. It has nothing to do with my job, as a smile instinctively comes to my face.
There are many reasons for this,
After several tries, I finally got a job with a decent income. Do you know how much criticism an unemployed individual faces from his family? But now I don't have to worry about that.
Furthermore, since I became independent I chose to move away from living at my parent's house to my boyfriend's house.
Naturally, my family didn't like the fact that I am gay but it's alright since I can decide that for myself as I am independent now.
The last few cycles have been so great, that I smile at everyone.
And right now, I am holding hands with my lover as we go back to our apartment after watching a nice romantic movie.
I looked at him from the corner of his eyes as his eyes droop happily. Ahh, he is so cute.
Well, we were together since we were in school but circumstances didn't let us become one. Now there are no obstacles and that is why I am so delighted.
As we took a shortcut route to our home, he abruptly stopped in his tracks.
I looked ahead in the dark alleyway and I saw a man wearing a black suit, black shoes, and a red tie. He was also wearing a black flat cap, similar to the ones that detectives wear in movies. And a black lace eye mask.
He is weird but the thing that is even more spooky is the camera that he is holding in his hands. He is probably filming us right now.
"Sir? You can't film us without our permission. It is an invasion of our privacy and a punishable offense!" I glanced at Fenn, my boyfriend who has his eyes narrowed in an intimidating manner.
The man waved his other hand, pointing towards the CCTVs of the alleyway.
What the actual fuck. They have all been broken and what remains is just pieces of metal.
I don't understand, Why would you break CCTVs when you could be recorded while doing so and then punished when the footage of you breaking them is received by the Police.
Is there a way to break CCTVs without being noticed? Impossible! They are everywhere and one cannot hide from all of them at once.
But I had a foreboding weighing on my chest.
Something is wrong.
That man tilted the camera upwards and recorded the broken CCTVs as well.
"Umm, Fenn... I think we should just leave him and go through the main street." I had to make a suggestion as a feeling of unease made my lungs heavy, and my breathing difficult.
The man, probably sensing my unease, turned on the flash which made both of us squeeze our eyes.
"This fucker! I'll teach him a lesson. Just wait, Theo!"
"Wait!" But before my voices of protest reached his ears, Fenn already dashed at him while strengthening his body with magicules. He is a full-fledged magician and even received offers to fight in the Underground Arenas because of his exceptional school records.
Splash!
I cannot feel my feet, nor my body.
It doesn't move.
Plink!
Fenn's blood dripped from the tip of my nose to the ground while making a 'plink' sound. My entire body is probably covered in my lover's blood.
I could see that man's black gloves holding Fenn's gory heart.
How did this happen? And why?
He is filming the heart with interest...
He is live streaming? Isn't he?
Fenn's body dropped to the ground like a sack of flesh, as his blood flowed and reached my shoes, drenching the soles of my shoes.
I looked up at him again since my body couldn't move, probably due to extreme fear, but my brain is still working.
Blaargh!
Puke oozed from my mouth, as a nasty taste of my stomach juices ran along with my tongue.
That man is eating Fenn's heart with interest and filming himself.
Is this a mukbang video?
He quickly gulped it down and looked up at me.
Our eyes met. And I probably pissed my pants.
He took, slow deliberate steps towards me while tossing my lover's body to a side with his leg.
"Hello! I like you."
His voice was distorted, probably due to some skill or spell, he was using with magicules.
Wait, did he say he likes me?
I couldn't comprehend this maniac and I just stood there in a daze as his hands clutched over my groin area.
He massaged it smoothly over my clothes and the strange situation made my rod erect.
"My love for you is different dear," He says in a regrettable tone as he removed his hands from my crotch and puts one of his feet over my foot with a strong push.
What is he doing?
"Can you forgive me for being selfish, my love?" He asks as he clutched my neck.
"I want to see your happy smile. The same smile with which you made me fall for you. The same pleasant encouraging appearance that makes my heartthrob. The professional smile I would love to see and die for..." He whispered in my ears as he tilted my face to make me look in the camera.
"ARGHHH!" I scream as I feel my body stretching in opposite directions. His hands, clasping my neck, pulled me upwards while his feet kept me in place.
"Smile. Your professional smile is going to be world-famous my love. SMILE! SMILE!" He reminds me with a look of disappointment seeing me in agony.
I tried to sprawl my lips in a smile, hoping he would leave me...
...but as soon as he saw my smile, I could see his blood-stained mouth twisting with inhumane pleasure.
He put even more force in his hand that I felt my consciousness drifting apart.
***
(MC POV)
"Everything for the smile of my love!" I ended the stream while showing the head of my beloved receptionist to the entire world.
This is the proclamation of my unending love for this professional smile as I stretched the lips of Theo with my fingers.
Ahhh! I wish I could keep this beautiful little head with me, but it is dangerous. In the current era where the Police have so much technology to spy on you, keeping a head of a person in your house is a big no-no.
But I made his smile immortal.
Hehehe.
Now I can see his smile on IntraNet whenever I want. I could feel butterflies in my stomach.
Reluctantly I placed his head on a proper clean white cloth in the corner of the alley where there were no signs of blood. After all, as a professional, I cannot be rude to another professional.
With a sad, depressed sigh, I left.
But I didn't forget to shed a tear for the loss of the love of my life.
No-No! What am I doing? We are professionals!
I wiped the tears from the corner of my eyes and replaced my sorrowful expressions with a big happy smile.
A Professional Smile!