Black wide four lanes with indicators and directions displaying up on the self-powered roads. Modern all green electric cars zooming from one end to another.
But this is not where our story starts, for that, you have to look up.
Around 200 feet high; or as to put into perspective, a standard house has floor to ceiling height of minimum 9 feet height for human habitation (at least it used to). Let's take 10 for 1 floor, so 20 would be a two storey house, 30 be 3, 40 for 4, and when you reach the height of 20 floors of our hypothetical building, you'll see capsules flying at very fast speeds.
Digital streets, transparent in some pleases so the rich get their kick out of looking down on the rest of the world. But not harmless as any capsule that in any of chance, has its strong restrictions placed by the manufacturers to never go through, or below the digital road, and follow many other safety and traffic rules is breached, will have to face the modern day traffic system. Which by the way is the highest performing department of all most all government bodies in the world. Well, it has exceptions but let's talk about that at a later time.
Now if you move past all the various colored and customized capsules, you'll see one which is surrounded by four all black while itself as an all white with black accents and certain blue glow from the gaps, the latest module from Star tech, with only indication of who is inside is a crest on either side of the said capsule.
Which if you ask the inhabitants of the city is enough, as it is the same crest that represent the owners of the Star tech from which the capsule is from.
"Something big is about to happen, I can feel It." Said the women with raven hair sitting with her legs crossed as she faced her husband.
Hearing that the man closed the file projection he was going through with a command and turned to look at his wife.
"What is he up to now." asked the man with a tired sigh as he brushes his thick black beard.
The Whitefrost couple do not have a lot to worry about.
The genus businessmen Michael Whitefrost having made enough money after revitalizing the dying business of his family.
And Sarah Whitefrost being the daughter to a leader of a far reaching syndicate.
They didn't lack Money nor did power.
They were content with the life they had and happy doing their part for the city.
The prodigy son they have is their major headache.
"It's not him, I just don't feel right." Sarah cast a worried look.
"Honey, you don't have to worry, I know what I'm doing." Said Michael as he took his wife's hand in his, grasping the hand tight, Sarah countered worry laced in her voice.
"No you don't, you have no idea what this people do just on regular days. Killing is a blessing for their victims."
"Darling, I have brought our company from the ashes to where it is today. Do you think I would not have faced any of these people before." Brushing her hair, Michael soothed her.
"That's when they are in parties or meetings they have for people like you, have YOU seen what is behind their suits. Bullet holes, Michael they have blood all over them.
Strangling the life out of someone is not new, in fact they take pleasure in watching the life of a man in their claws leave his body.
And you know I know this because I was ONE of THEM." Agitated, Sarah warned him the nth time.
It was not all flowers for the single daughter of Morland.
She has seen blood, devil in the shadows of many, and the dirt on the bright pillars of society.
But the man that Michael was not to be taken lightly. At least not everyone gains the respect of a syndicate leader, and have the balls to ask for his daughter's hand, at gun point.
"Sarah, don't you say that I don't know. You don't say that I don't know, I was once that guy you almost strangled to death.
Huh, but see us know I love you to my death. But I have to do this, you can't stop me." Said the man with strong steel in his eyes, then exhaled and brought her into his embrace.
"You know I never will. Not now, not ever. And if my big man wants to turn the world upside down, then count me in it." Said Sarah lovingly looking up at him.
"I love you."
"I know, and talking about my prince, I have to call him."
"You spoil him too much, well let me correct that his already rotten. So go ahead and tell him I want the new module design by the end of the week, the board is killing me with all his expenses."
"Yeah, yeah you'll kill my son with all that work."
"You… well we are almost ther…" cutting their talk short was…
*boom*
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~ I wanna slow dance if you
~ feeling me now
"ahhh…"
~ if we don't hold hands..
"fuck, baby give me…"
…
~ one chance
A burnette had her head on the pillow grunting as the man on her back humps on her.
"ahh…
Kissing the nape of the red head as her hassle eye show some dilation probably by the drugs in their system and also what the man with green hair is doing to her.
The man slowly bucks up still on his knees, running his hand on her back.
As he looks at the slim waist but a full ass, as he goes in and out like a locomotive.
Her long hair stick to her back to all the sweat that they worked up.
*thud*
A man around the same age as the man fucking the girl to heaven burst in.
His eyes locked on only the man, if only he looked around he would see more 3 girls lying on different furniture's, mostly out of it.
But the pair of active rabbits were still at it.
Taking a deep breath of the musty stung, he walks to the man.
"Chamber you have a call."
"Argh, Bird it better be worth this…"
The man forwarded the phone and just said.
"It's about your parents."