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A loud sound of something breaking echoed throughout the large oval-shaped room. A young girl, about 17 or 18, with a cute round oval face and black hair tied into a ponytail stood there, enraged. Her appearance was disheveled, with holes, dirt, mud, and blood on the cloth she was wearing, red marks on both her wrists and neck, bruised knees, and obvious wounds and cuts on her body.
The rooms were dimly lit and strange, with various sizes of massive computers, game consoles, and a staircase leading to another room. The room measured 8meters wide and 6meters long. The young girl stood there, seething with rage, and when you looked at her, you could see how vicious she appeared.
"No no no!" Lyra exclaimed, stomping her foot on the marble tiled floor.
"This can not be happening after all my meticulous efforts and planning, and I still did not kill him," Lyra said as a small round humanoid figure the size of a 7-year-old child approached her slowly.
"I am going to kill that bastard one way or another."
"You should calm down, miss, and allow me to treat your injuries," a robotic male voice replied.
"Thanks MAI, I almost forgot my wounds in my rage."
"Mmm," replied Mai, Lyra's artificial intelligence.
Lyra began to remove her clothes, revealing horrific wounds and scars, both old and new, with deep bleeding cuts.
"You see, I was.... I did it for the thrill; I never expected to be caught."
She sighed as the robot helped her dress her wounds.
" miss "I know I can not stop you from doing what you love, but please be careful."
"Be cautious. What do you mean by "careful?" She glares at the innocent Mai." I have always been careful, and I have never been caught before."
Her eyes flashed with rage and hatred before she stood up and walked towards a wall. She taps the wall, and a passageway opens, leading to another room.
"I actually wanted to kill him because of the new contract I got, but who would have expected me to get caught and beaten into such a pulp?" she said, flashing Mai a creepy smile that caused the robot to freeze.
"But now I am going to kill him for my revenge; I was going to assassinate him in his sleep out of goodwill, giving him a peaceful and painless death, but who knew I would be compensated with this out of my kindness?" she gestured to her wounds.
Lyra walked into the room, and the door shut behind her, sealing Mai outside.
***********************************************A young handsome man with black hair, black eyes, and a sharp jawline, dressed in a black tuxedo, exuding a dangerous and terrifying aura. The aura emanated from a cold callousness that was ingrained in his bones.Just by looking at him, one could see how sophisticated and refined he was; his face was uninterested, as if he had witnessed all the ups and downs of life. The mere sight of his face would make any girl drenched, and she would instantly fall in love.
In a dimly lit room, he sat on a leather chair and gazed at the door across from him. His right index finger was tapping the leather chair he was sitting on, and his left hand held a wine glass. With a frown on his lovely, attractive face, he appeared to be waiting for something or someone.
"I apologize for being late," said a second attractive young man with blonde hair and a gray suit as he entered the room through a single door on the opposite side.
The man with the blond hair approached the other young man and stood with his head down by his chair. The blonde man appeared older, but it was clear from the way he bowed his head that he was beneath the other attractive young man.
"Speak," said the other young man with black hair.
The man with the blond hair bowed and said, "She escaped Sire."
The other man's frown deepens as he says, "You think I would not already know that."Jason said, "Watch out for her," as he ceased tapping his fingers on the table.
"Yes, sir, David is already working on it." Julius said, "I will excuse myself then," and left the room.
"Wait," the young man with the black hair said, gesturing with his left hand for Julius to halt. After Julius turned and waited to hear what he had to say, Stephen said, "When you find her, let her be and just monitor het movement."
Julius turns and walks out of the room, saying, "Okay, I will let David know then."
As Stephen looks at the red wine glass in his hand, he twirls it, takes a sip, and then shuts his eyes. When he closed his eyes, it was evident that the murderous aura that surrounded him had significantly subsided.
Playing with a small mouse is enjoyable; tempting it with cheese is nice, but playing hide-and-seek with me is much more fun.
He was more attractive, seductive, and seductive with a smirk that stretched across his good-looking face