SAN MORENO
Inside a magnificent estate, a white-haired old man wearing robes was was sitting down leisurely and being meticulously attended to by a group of servants who were softly massaging his old bones. He was an old man who seemed to be in be his eighties, with a face of winkles.
These carefully selected maids were all young and beautiful, their faces full youthful vitality. They work with efficiency, their soft and nimble fingers were effective in bringing him comfort and making him sigh in pleasure. Standing respectively on the side was an old man who seemed to be in his sixties, clad in a neat black suit and reading some reports to him.
''Master, our spy said that he was discovered by the young sir and he specifically ordered him to relay a message to that he wouldn't return back home unless....unless....''. He hesitated to continue further.
Fine beads of sweats covered the man's forehead as he struggles to say the rest of the words. He looked fearfully at his master and didn't dare say anymore. The old man frowned a little, his lips tightly pursed as he glanced faintly at the middle aged man. His eyes cold and deep, putting pressure on others.
''Old friend, you've been serving me for so many years now. There's no need to fear your words. Say it. I'm listening''. The old man's revered voice rang out.
The old butler bowed and replied' ''Thank you Master for your grace. The young sir said he'll not return back here unless it... is to attend your funeral.''
Hearing this, the old man snorted coldly, ''Unfilial son. My death? In his dreams''.
His gaze shifted to the maid massaging his leg and suddenly grabbed the maid's hand, startling her. He carefully examined it and said, ''Such beautiful pair of hands you have''. His eyes were filled with fascination. The old butler quickly signaled the other maids present to leave.
The little maid was a petite little beauty with delicate features. Her skin was soft and supple, full of youthful glow compared to his wrinkled and worn out flesh, he could only sigh in envy, missing his passed youth.
''What is your name?'' he asked. With her head bowed, the maid trembling with fear replied, ''My name is Arabella''.
Patting her hand gently, the old man nodded, ''Hmm. What a sweet name you have''. He held the maid's chin, raising her head up to look at him and continued, ''Little Arabella, from now on, stay by my side and help me feel young again.
The little maid nodded meekly. Although this old man wore a gentle smile, but his eyes were unfathomable and wasn't someone easy to deal with. Seeing what's happening, the old butler said, ''I'll start with the preparation Master?'' Old master nodded. His grip on the maid Arabella tightened.
Los Angeles, CA
''Miss, you really can't leave this place without giving me the camera'', said a burly man.
''Why should l give you my camera?'' This is a public domain and I'm allowed to take any picture that l want. If you obstruct my path one more time, I'll call the police on you for kidnapping.'' Nalani 's angry and frustrated voice yelled at the tall man towering over her and obstructing her path and trying to forcefully take her camera from her.
Despite her angry outburst, the man remained unperturbed, still refusing to move and kept on insisting she hands him the camera or delete the photos she had taken earlier. Nalani was so angry at this unreasonable man that she wanted to cry. She came here really early to this cold mountain full of snow to capture the beautiful scenery of the falling snowflakes with the first ray of sunlight in winter.
After waiting for so long to capture that beautiful moment, she finds her scenery graced with the presence of a being so beautiful and otherworldly. Standing in the middle of the tall trees and covered in snow, stood a tall and extremely good looking man clad in white apparel. His pale hand was stretched out to catch snowflakes and he wore a small but warm smile on his thin lips.
As the first ray of sunlight shone on him, he looked like an immortal who had strayed into the mortal world. Seeing such a perfect and ethereal scenery, Nalani found herself captivated and would be stupid to miss out on capturing the beautiful moment so she quickly took her camera and started snapping photos until this other man showed up in front of her demanding she delete her pictures. Something she vehemently refused to do.
When will she get the chance to take another photos like this. Nalani wanted to leave this place as soon as possible because although she was covered in thick winter clothes, she was still feeling cold from staying out for so long.
She kept blowing hot breath onto her fingers to give warmth but she still stubbornly refused to give in. The two of them continued to be in a stalemate as they glared at each other, each finding the other to be unreasonable.
''Bobby, is that how to treat a lady? Let her go''. A charming and gentle voice sounded behind them. Stunned, Nalani quickly turned back to look at the person who just spoke and found the source of her problem standing there. She sized him up and realized he was an older man but was in very good shape with very good looks.
She saw his clothes and frowned, thinking, ''It's freezing cold out here yet he's dressed like he's attending a coffee date. Whom was he trying to impress''
She rolled her eyes.
On the other hand, once the man saw her face, his eyes widen a little as an unknown emotion flashed in his eyes. His right hand inadvertently went up to cover his chest as he looked at her transfixed. The girl in front of him was really beautiful. Big blue eyes, long eyelashes covering her eyes, plump cherry red lips and small nose.
She was delicate and feisty just like....
Being stared at so unabashedly, instead of feeling happy, Nalani flared up and sneered, ''Uncle, if you keep staring at me like a pervert, I'll have no choice but to call the cops on you''.
What immortal wandering to the human world. He's just a pervert. She must've been blind to think of such.
Pei !!!
What bad luck.