Dracaena Vântoase's POV
"Where am I? Why is it so dark here? Mom, Dad?" I kept calling for them in the dark alley, but no one responded. What is this place? It was then I heard a scream I know, that voice. It's mom's voice.
"Mom!" I ran in the direction of her voice.
"Dracaena, run. Don't look back and never come back here." Mom yelled with bloodshot eyes.
"Mom!" I could see her. She was in a pool of blood. Her golden gown was tainted red with blood.
Suddenly everything turned dark, and someone was pulling me. No, no, I can't leave my mom alone. She can't die like that.
"Mom!" I yelled at the top of my lungs and jerked my eyes open to see I was on my bed in my room.
"Honey, did you have the same nightmare?" Grandma walked toward me with a smile on her wrinkled face.
"I am fine, gramps." I took the water from the bedside table and gulped it down.
"Get ready and come down. Your breakfast is ready. And girl, you are running late for work." Gramps ruffled my hair and left the room.
Holy Sh*t! I have an important meeting with a foreign client. Oh, God! Dracaena Vântoase, why are you so dumb?
Oh! Wait, I am Dracaena Vântoase, a simply lovely human girl. You can call me Dee. That's all for now because I am running late.
Standing under the shower, I let the cold water wash away the traces of the nightmare and let it calm my senses.
Now the hell with my dress. Ok, I think this red suit will complement me with my black heels. I then tied my hair in a high ponytail. At last, my GUCCI latest edition clutch. Phew! All done in twenty minutes.
"Gramps, I am out of the office. Take care and do not miss taking your medicines. Muah~" I left a flying kiss to my grandma and sped out of the house. I could hear her scolding till I entered my car and drove away.
In this alone world, I only have my grandma. She provided me with everything and made me stand at the pinnacle of the business world.
As the sole heiress of the Vântoase Empire, I strived hard to gain power and money. Today I have everything except for my parents. They left me, no- those horrible fuc*ing creatures killed them. I wish I were strong enough to beat them and take my revenge, but I do not have powers like them.
Here I am, standing right before the empire that my dad built.
"Dad, look, your princess has fulfilled your wish." I clenched my fists and inhaled sharply to stabilize my breath.
"Good morning, Ma'am. I thought you won't be attending today's meeting." Gros! This man.
"Drake, is this how you greet your president?" I cocked my brow with a smirk.
"Who said I am greeting the queen of Vântoase Empire? I am greeting an old friend who is late for the most important meeting." Drake crossed his arms and sighed.
He is my close friend and also my PA. The one who helped me along with my gramps.
"Is he here?" I asked Drake. Ok, so the thing is today I have an important meeting with the president of the world's most famous luxury brand. The president of that brand is said to be ruthless, cold and notorious. No one has ever dared to offend him. Thankfully, he accepted my request for collaboration. Why not? I am second to him. But one thing, only a few people have seen him.
"No, he isn't here. His secretary called me to inform me that his majesty might not be able to attend the meeting." Drake shrugged his shoulder as we made our way toward the private elevator.
"Reason?" Who the hell does he think he is?
"His flight got delayed. His secretary called to apologize and has asked to meet them at Platinum Moon Restaurant tomorrow at lunch." Drake rolled his eyes at my frowning face.
"Fuck! Don't tell me you agreed?" I kicked his knee, causing him to stumble.
"Who wants to let slip this golden chance to see the face of the Emperor?" Drake has that girlish gleam in his eyes. Gosh! is he my best friend?
"Drake, I hope you won't be disappointed tomorrow." I could only shake my head.
What if this so-called Emperor is a pork-bellied greasy old man?
My only hope is for this meeting to go smoothly.
Russel Deniro's POV
"Sir, the Vantoase Empire has agreed to reschedule the meeting. But, sir, I don't think it was a good decision to cancel the meeting at the last moment." Ha! now, now, boy. He got the guts to lecture me.
"So, what is your opinion, Elios?" I fired a question to my assistant, and I saw him gulp his saliva.
"Dracaena Vantoase is not a simple woman, Russel. She got extreme-level skills to be second on the list." Not him, God.
"You don't need to butt in, Quincey." Come on, man! You are my friend, and you ought to be on my side.
He glared at me, or to be franker, he wanted to burn me with his gaze, but he won't have the guts.
"I am the vice president. This post is enough for me to butt in. One more thing, she is from the Vantoase family- Who knows, she might be the one you are searching for?" Fuck ya, Quincey! He surely knows where to hit me.
"Do you think I haven't thought about it? I have done an in-depth search. She is nothing but a human, and my queen can't be a simple human." What does he think of me? It's not like I am looking down on her, but the truth is, a mere human can't bear the burden of being Luna of a kingdom.
"Don't forget you are cursed, Russel." Quincey rolled his eyes and left my office.
"Fucking Bastard!" Yeah, I am cursed. That does not imply having a human mate. Let's see what is different about this so-called Dracaena Vantoase.