A story about a young girl and her life experiences.

"Aku ingin memiliki mata membara nya, aku ingin memiliki rambut yang bersinar itu dan aku ingin cinta yang indah ini"
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Dia adalah CINTA PERTAMAKU...

Sometimes being famous, isn’t everything...

My name is Jay Black or perhaps John Black, 

and this my story.

CALLEA was ready for a new day. She would work on the new chapter of her graphic novel where she would introduce a high priestess of a cult as her character. That's why she was wearing a black silk gown with a hood. Her lips were black so is her nail polish. She was so digging this cult leader vibe.

She had to work in the morning because Deive would occupy her night. She would help out with the design suggestion for his pirate cruise ship. Each of his friends had their own concept and design in different parts of the hotel. Deive wanted it to be rustic and eerie and he said that she was an expert on it.

She was drinking her lemongrass iced tea from the lanai when she saw Deive leaning on the lounging chair while wearing a toweling robe. It looked like he was ready to take a dip at the pool. It was his favorite part of the house and he used it every day.  Perhaps one day she will also enjoy the sun. She was somewhat getting used to walking at the garden during the daytime. She was starting to get used of the sun again.

Mang Lito entered a house with a basketful of fruits. "Where are those from?"

"Counsellor Lira sent if for you and Sir Deive."

Callea crossed her arms over her chest. "Mang Lito, you know that I am not into bribery. The tasks of her kid won't be any lighter just because she gave me a basketful of fruits. I could buy that as well. If his son and his friends want to make amends, they must work hard for it.

To pull off the blotter, Callea demanded one hundred hours of community service to Winston and his groups. They would clean up the roads and public spaces, they would also help her cousin Torque's foundation on feeding programs, night school assistance,  and dealing with bullying victims. So, they would realize how lucky they were on having a good life and how to be kinder. She hoped it would work.

"What am I going to do with these fruits?" asked Mang Lito.

"Bring it to Kuya Torque's foundation for the feeding program. Tell them it is from the good counselor." Those kids could use it more.

From the basket, Mang Lito gave her a bouquet of flowers. "Miss Lindsye wants to give these flowers, too. She said it is for you and Sir Deive."

She took the bouquet of white roses and noticed the card. Maybe she wanted to make peace with them after being a first class bitch. She read it and her eyebrow felt like reaching her hairline.  The message was only for Deive and it was read as, I miss you, Deive. I hope you miss me, too.

She saw blood. The white rose of peace turned into crimson in her eyes. She fisted the bunch of roses and marched to the poolside. Deive was floating on the pool and was showing off his hot body. No wonder Lindsye was crazy over him.

"Hey! Flowers for you, Prince Charming!" Then she threw the bouquet of flower on the water.

Deive swam to retrieve the flowers. "Is this from you? Thanks, Callea."

"No!" she shrilled. "It is from Lindsye."

His forehead crumpled. "What am I going to do with this?"

"Boil it. Turn it into tea or salad. It is up to you."

He was grinning as he lifted himself from the pool. "You are jealous because of the flower?"

"I am not jealous!" she insisted then pushed him to the pool. It was followed by a bellow because he didn't expect that.

She was pretty pissed off. Just when she was making a progress with Deive, Lindsye still wants to creep into their lives.

Callea must admit that she was a bit insecure with her. She was beautiful and confident. She was not shy to express herself. Running after men and wooing them was no problem for her even if the conservatives would raise an eyebrow. While Callea didn't know how to tell Deive that she liked him. He was within her reach but she couldn't tell him what's inside her heart. Even if she opens her heart to him, she couldn't fully show herself to him.

He gasped for breath when he emerged from the water. His flowers received the impact and some of the petals were scattered on the water. Some ended up on his hair and skin. There was one on his lips and annoyingly brushed it off. "You pushed to the pool twice. The first one is on my first night here."

"That was not my fault. You fell on the pool on your own and I didn't push you."

His face darkened. "You must be laughing at me then.

"Nope. You didn't look funny then but you look funny now." Then she burst out laughing.

She stopped laughing when he pulled himself out of the pool. "So, I was not able to get my revenge the first time I fell down the pool. Maybe I can get even now."

She was alarmed as he walked towards her with a dangerous gaze. He was a lion stalking a gazelle and was about to stake a claim. She must not be caught. He looked like a fool the first time they met and it was time for retribution

"Deive, don't you even dare…" she warned and willed to run away from him.

However, she found herself frozen and too nervous to move. While his steps were huge and he was faster than she expected. She tried to step away at least but she felt his arms around her. He pulled her to him and she shrieked when his wet body enveloped hers. She tried to fight him but he was stronger than her. It was not easy to fight him because his nearness to his almost naked body was making her weak. Or maybe her body had no self-preservation at all.

"Now let me see. What punishment fits you, dear?" he asked while his face was an inch from hers. Fear left her and excitement rushed through her veins. If he would choose kiss as his punishment, she won't say no. She had been dreaming about it every minute of the day. And she wanted to taste him again.

His lips grazed hers. It was just a little taste and she knew more is coming. Suddenly a male voice boomed. "Who are you and what are you doing to my cousin?"

Callea gasped when she recognized the voice and pushed away from Deive. "Kuya Torque!" (Kuya means older brother but could be used as a polite title or form to an older man whose age is a few years older than you)

Deive was still and didn't know how to react. Her cousin took Deive by the shoulder and pushed him to the nearest tree. Deive was shocked and couldn't fight at all. They had the same body and height but his cousin was at an advantage because he wanted to protect her.

Callea tried to touch her cousin to calm him. "Kuya, we will explain," she said when she found her voice.

"Don't come near them," reprimanded Lee, her other cousin, and the younger brother of Torque. Her headache worsened. She thought she only has to face one angry Lopez. Now she had two overprotective cousins ready to pound Deive to the pulp for touching her.

What are they doing in Villa Celesta? They have works abroad. Why did they suddenly pop up like mushrooms? She didn't even receive any heads up from them.

Deive smiled but her eyes were as strong as steel when it met her cousin's angry and distrusting gaze. "I am Deive Hontiveros. I am the grandson of Don Jorje Hontiveros of Coco Hontiveros, the bestfriend of your grandfather. And I am about to marry Callea."

An arranged marriage to a perfect bride.

To keep him in line, playboy Deive Hontiveros needs to marry Callea Lopez so he could start his own business. He thought he got lucky when he sees how beautiful and caring Callea is.

She lives in a haunted mansion though and he got plagued by a mysterious ghost of a woman and her cat from hell.

He must protect his bride at all cost. 

But what if Callea is one with the darkness?

After dinner, Chairman John and Madam Kelly decided to go upstairs in their bedroom to rest.
 
"Are you going to wait for Jacob?" Madam Kelly asked when J said that she will be just at the backyard of the mansion.
 
She nodded her head in reply.
 
Madam Kelly's expression showed disapproval. "You should call him and tell him to come home early. It is not wise for you to stay up late." She said.
 
J understands what Madam Kelly is worried about. But instead of arguing back she replied, "Yes, Mom. I'll call him now."
 
"Good. It's cold out there so don't stay out for too long. If you will have to wait for him, wait in your room, okay?" Madam Kelly continued which made J felt like a child.
 
She should be irritated but she was not. She chuckled. "Okay, mom. I will. Goodnight." She doesn't want to sound like she is pushing her mother-in-law away but she did. But Madam Kelly didn't mind, she knows how stubborn her daughter-in-law is. Instead, she cursed out on her son as she walked away from J.
 
J can't help but smile.
 
The backyard of the mansion is landscaped with trees, green plants, and lawns. Since it was night time, the lanterns hanging on the trees and on the side of the pool were lit up. It gave out a calming ambiance.
 
She walked towards an outdoor sofa set under a tree with lanterns hanging on it. She takes a seat on the sofa and looked around. The whole place is huge and quiet. She cannot see any maids walking around. J thought that they would be probably resting in their rooms already.
 
Although the whole place seemed empty she was sure that guards were lurking around in the shadows and one of them is Arthur. She clearly remembers Jacob's instruction to him. 'Stay with her.'
 
If it was before, she would be conscious to know that there were eyes watching over her in the shadows. But she already got used to it as time goes by. She also learned how to ignore them.
 
She took out a book that she got from her bedroom. It was a classic novel that she has been reading this past few weeks but she cannot bring herself to finish it. She needed it to keep her mind busy and stop worrying about Jacob who was gone out to meet with Alex Ogden.
 
After 30 minutes of reading under the lantern lights hanging in that tree, J didn't understand anything. She was too preoccupied and worried since Jacob hasn't sent her a message ever since he left. She wanted to call him but doesn't want to leave the impression that she doesn't trust him.
 
She sighed and put down the book on the coffee table. That moment, she saw Arthur approaching her with a huge box on his hands.
 
As soon as he reached her, she raised her head at looked at him with a questioning look. "What's that?"
 
"This arrived yesterday. There were also flowers but Madam Kelly throws it out in the trash bin." Arthur said.
 
"Oh." J instantly understands that it was what Alex Ogden sent yesterday. She was initially surprised to hear that there were flowers as well that her mother-in-law throws like trash.
 
Arthur placed the huge box on the coffee table and remained standing in front of it.
 
J just stared at it before she looked at Arthur. "Do you think Jacob would be mad at me if I open this?" 
 
"Your husband is not a narrow-minded person," Arthur replied.
 
J chuckled. He was right. Though he would be jealous, he wouldn't stop her from opening a gift from Alex Ogden. Not that she is too eager to open it, she was just curious.
 
Arthur took out a swiss knife from his pocket and handed it to J. 
 
"Thank you." 
 
After a couple of seconds, J was looking at the item inside that box and was a little surprised.
 
It was a 3-piece riser Limited Edition Takedown Traditional bow constructed from Black Maple with red accent stripe. She reached out for the bow and lifted it so that she could examine it. 
 
She could see the limbs are fascor powered and backed and faced with high strength black fiberglass.
 
The tips are hand-crafted with hard-core maple and black fiberglass.
 
It was the bow that is seen in a recent action movie that is based on a novel. Only 199 of it were made in the world. She could even see that graphic of the title of the movie on the handle and limb to commemorate the movie.
 
She thought that it was too considerate of Alex to make research on her and find out her fondness of archery but unfortunately, she is not a fan of that particular action film.

At the age of 10, J's parents died in an ambush leaving her in the care of her grandfather who years later sent her away along with her best friend to hide her and her identity from those who would try to kill her after her parents.

20 years past, a lot of things had already happened. Her dearest grandfather died, she came back to Lotus City, and was secretly married!

She was married off by her grandfather to his best friend's grandson before he died and she was oblivious about it.

Do this secret marriage has to do with her secret identity?

NOTE:
I know I am not that good of a writer but I do enjoy it. So please understand if there were errors in my works. Suggestions and comments are very welcome.

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It was just another day for him. Birds still singing, in a chirp contrast of the vibrant metropolis and children laughter playing in the park. A well-deserved holiday, toiling in sweat and energy drinks for 4-months in his grueling work as an animator for anime studio.
All in all, the weather is sunny and a bright day ahead. He stared boringly to the ceiling, waiting for a single blip from the computer on the desk beside his bed.
Even with the advancement of humanity, every goods and luxury beyond imagination only away from their fingertips, entertainment is still an expensive media for the crew behind that sold cheaply without any kind of appreciation other than being 'entertaining'.
It's fine for him, although the job is most often under-paid, a sad irony when the company could make billions in a single launch. He has been the key-animator, artist, once a doujin creator and a modder in a gaming community, it was his passion.
Though, it was dwindling in the coming years. Becoming a person, that his collagenous talked in their youth, referred to as working-zombies. He had no dreams, following wherever the windswept. Some said, he was a gifted child, being able to learn everything at a fast rate, only to be hindered by the lack of ambition.
It's fine. He thought, again and again.
Still staring at the grey ceiling. Most of the colorful articles inside his room were gathering dust, a testament of how long he is been away from the once-safe bastion of him. Old plastic models, standing idly behind the glass casket. If auctioned it could sell, perhaps thousands or millions, being the older, lost, and original figurines, in other words, his collection could become an article of antiquity.
Passionate fans and collectors might be screamed in rage when seeing the state those figurines being treated to. Unappreciated, and collecting in the dust. Either way, he had no time to appreciate it at any time, not anymore. When his holiday could be cut short at any time with a single phone call from his boss.
Might a good time, to buy a personal assistant. It was once the dreamt of his youth, hell every adolescent boy will dream of it when technology is not as advanced as it is now. Android and artificial intelligence are not only realized in the book of Asimov, but they also do and can dream of electric sheep in this day with the news of the latest models that capable to feel emotion.
And again, the idea was left down the gutter, when everything was so hectic on the studio's he barely thought about his personal life other than gulping the energy drink, and nutrient bar.
BLINK
He tilted his head to the left, which takes shorter than I expected.
The computer is could be described as… again, antiques. Plastic LED monitor, and a bulky CPU with a mere 16gb Ram and old generation graphic card and processor of 9th series that once boasted as a beast among computers specification in the past day of age, now regarded as would a stone-ax from the ancient era.
He didn't care, preferring the dream of his youth rather than the newest cognitive-user interface and virtual reality. A hologram computer that connected to the neural implant, the people of old said.
Windows 7, the OS is pleasantly nostalgic to him. With its blue theme as the User Interface, and once become the most stable OS he preferred.
A faint tug of a smile formed upon his face. Sweeping the dark bang away, he hovered the cursor to various icons presented on the layer of the monitor.
Hearts of Iron IV
Civilization V
Stellaris
Endless Space
Endless Legend
He frowned, why everything is strategy games. Of course, he loves to become Saint Hitler or Stalin in another timeline or play as the Emperor of mankind that Purge every Xenos and Liberals in every sight… but he can't control time. Now, where did he put another video game.
Homework
Obviously not that, when the size is 400gb. He ought to hide that later, the dark-haired man noted.
His dream was once, to play graphic consuming video games when his youth is filled with envy for the richer kids that capable to ask and wink their parents to buy a gaming system, not the poor him though.
And now… he appreciated that graphic doesn't equal great gameplay. Sure, newer games had a great graphic and story, but none could replace a childhood fondness and memory.
Animuland
Okay, he paused his cursor. Nah, I got no time for anime.
Senseless and Mass-shooting inducing games.
He questions his youth-self taste in a naming folder, seriously, granted the media is still as foolish as ever… okay, he ought to agree with the notion of the naming.
With a click another array of an icon presented to him.
Doom.
Nice, but let's take a look at another option that had a depth story.
Fallout 4
Fuck Marcy and Gay Preston, He hates them. Next!
Elder Scrolls III: Morrowind.
Cliffracers, driving gamer nuts since 2002.
Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion.
Ugh, he can't stand the awful face of the people, next!
Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim.
6090 Hours spend, wow, so much time wasted. He could become a president twice over if he didn't play Skyrim.
All other games were also enticing to play, he can't bear to choose between one. Since when playing games become such stressful indulgence.
And then, after excruciatingly and time wasted. Flap, he back to his bed.
Not that!
I wanted to play a game, to fill this momentous holiday!
Ugh, it makes him remember Todd's meme. Breasts are temporary, Skyrim is eternal.
Godd Howard, is there any other reason?
No, Skyrim is it then.
There should be a proverb when in doubt play Skyrim.
He relented to his inner desire, succumbed to the whisper of Godd Howard.
He forgot his old save anyway, might start a new game. Installing a few mods shouldn't take time.
12-Hours has passed, he noted the dusk sky outside the window.
And yet, he still not played the game. Apparently, Skyrim modding has not died yet, and he had a hard time choosing the right mod to suit his next gameplay.
After a few deliberations, and customize every mod he deemed as cheating with high-stat and is easy to obtain. He customized it so those items will be hard to get, such as through high-level blacksmith skills, rare ingredients through mod that adds a new monster, or outright end-game quest rewards.
It was rather easy for him, but very time consuming and tedious which he found as another joy why he likes Skyrim and its other series.
64-Hours has passed, his room once littered with dust now accompanied with garbage strewn all over. The kind of room where one usually found in 30-years old Wizard and The Ilk where they don't want to work.
It's fine, he can call the cleaning service anyway. Such is the thought of someone who lives in a near utopian society where all demand can be met with a single swipe.
439-Hours has passed, his eye widened once he saw the number when he pressed the exit button after… weeks of play. Somehow, he managed to left for days without sleep, granted all the energy drink strewn across his room. A rather harmful habit. He hurriedly opened the log history of his interface computer, revealing hundreds of missed calls and messages left unread.
Oh shit, most of the call is from his boss and other colleagues. He found it a sad thing, as there's no other contact from his friends or family. What a cruel world.
Uwwah, the movie got delayed because of his absence. A rather crushing burden was placed on his back. Once he went to the studio, the only fury of his boss awaits and the letter of his retirement will await. He didn't want to go there, ah, I hope the world end tomorrow or something.
I'm sorry, I played a game too much last night Tee-He~ Like hell he could do that.
He opened the nearest cabinet and grabbing the oldest alcoholic drink he had stored. His eyes grew weary, the black hair loses its luster, and his back becomes hunched. And soon after a few big gulps, he found himself nodding on the bed.
He feels to not have the desire to wake up.  
"Hey, you! You're finally awake!"
Oh, don't make such a mistake, he already read too many counts of Light novel to know where this is going. The voice is rather alien to him, there's no one in his apartment and no one had the keys other than the owner whom is a woman. And burglar won't even bother to wake him up.
And most importantly he knew that lines all too well.
He's screwed, isn't he?

An avid Skyrim player found himself inside the Danmachi world, as his game character nonetheless!!

Okay seriously, I just wanted to make a danmachi fic without the MC joining yet another Hestia familia and babysitting Bell.

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She knew she was totally different to "Reen" especially how she dresses and portrays herself but regardless of this, she couldn't help but feel scared thinking of the possibility of exposure.

She comforted herself by reminding herself again and again that she is now "Crimson" and would never be associated with her plain and nerdy alter ego.

She smiled at him and noticed he was wearing a black and white crewneck short sleeves check print graphic T-shirt with midnight jean pants. It was then paired up with a black Tweed boots which was in a lace-up style and had leather and textile synthetic lining rubber soles. Chad who coincidentally looked at her too noticed her cute and refreshing clothes.

Crimson on the other had was wearing a turquoise women's pleated short brace skirt which was designed to have a ruffle hem and pleated skater skirt. For her top, she wore a white long sleeve crop top round neck T-shirt blouse.  She matched it with a taupe black suede coloured t-strap pumps. Her hairstyle was made into a smooth semi-high ponytail with hair wrap.

"Nice to meet you." he said and returned her smile, they then shook hands while Hue continued explaining the project.

"Today will try to get to know each other better though I'd rather do otherwise." he winked which made the audience laugh.

"Please enjoy yourselves and will officially start the filming tomorrow."

The crowd mingled, ate, drank and just enjoyed themselves. Wisteria had joined them on top of the flight of stairs, where Hue made his introductions, Chad's manager Seeto accompanied her.

Wisteria changed into a black chiffon sheath dress which was a sheer, billowy bishop sleeve with cold-shoulders slits and beaded cuffs. It was a back zip closure long sleeves dress. Her hair was styled into a highlighted messy up do with a long side-swept bang. Lastly, she used black ankle strap sandal to compliment her dress.

For tonight's meet up, Hue wore a dark blue trim fit wool & silk blazer which had four-button cuffs, chest pocket, flap pockets and interior pockets. He partnered it with a plain white with collar long sleeve shirt. Then for the pants, he wore charcoal flat front check wool trousers with slant pockets and a back button-closure welt pockets. His shoes were a leather polished black shoes while his hair was cut short giving him a young boyish look.

Seeto wore a casual grey 'trim fit chambray sport shirt with a chest pocket and a functional three-button cuffs. For his undershirt, he wore a plain black polo with sleeves shirt. His choice in pants was a flat front wool trouser. His shoes were a pair or grey leather polish shoe.

Author's Notes:

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The outfit designs were taken from Google and I only rearranged it a bit to better clarify their outfits.

After experience a broken heart and a series of unfortunate events, Reen had remembered everything.  While all this were happening, he came into her life.  Should she forgive and forget everything and live the life she always wanted or should she stay and fulfill her need to be free from her past’s dark constraints? 

Need or want which should she choose...?

Two days later Qiu Yue stood in front of a very sleek-looking building and watched as people walked in and out of the automated sliding doors.

Hearing the sound of a car stopping near her she turned. It was Yao Yan who stepped out of a sleek red Audi. She purposefully made sure to show off as much of herself as she could and slowed down.

The people around them were normally used to seeing expensive cars, but the scene in front of them took their breath away, they felt their mouth go dry as they stopped to take it in.

Seeing such a charming and mature woman walk with such confidence, it would catch anyone's eye.

Currently, Qiu Yue's character was 20, so standing next to Yao Yan who had changed up her look, they looked like a pair of sisters.

When Qiu Yue had first met Yao Yan, she wore casual clothes, but now she had changed up her style to look like a mature older sister / businesswoman.

Qiu Yue scowled at Yao Yan.

"That wasn't nice YanYan, I thought I was late! Do you know how much I rushed through everything?"

Yao Yan waved her hand nonchalantly.

"You're an hour early, isn't that good? If I hadn't changed the clocks to 3 hours in advance I don't even want to imagine how late you'd be."

She tsked at Qiu Yue.

"Eeeeeh, two hours isn't that late anyway, big deal."

（O￣▽￣）O

"In the stupid host's standards, it's not! I'm going to go live life up okay? If you need me give me a call."

"Why can't you be orthodox like other systems and listen to my thoughts?"

Yao Yan smiled slyly at Qiu Yue who appeared grumpy.

"Is that a permission to listen to your thoughts? Very well! That's been recorded, you can no longer rescind that~!"

Yao Yan didn't wait for a response, she immediately got into the car and drove off.

The stuttering Qiu Yue wasn't even able to say anything to her face.

"You! You can hear my thoughts right?! Doesn't matter how far you run I'll keep curse thinking you all day!"

Huffing Qiu Yue looked around and realized she probably should not have said that aloud. Pretending like she hadn't just done that, she pulled back her shoulders and walked into the office as if she owned it while crying in her heart wondering why she was like this. 
('°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀)

Qiu Yue walked towards the elevators looking around the lobby area.

Now would be a good time to introduce what sort of business the CEO ML currently dealt with. Though their families were clans with heritage and family businesses and thus had many product lines, currently the CEO was working on expanding the developing information technology and processing section. The firm was based in improving user experience for the usage of electronics and was soon going to expand into games as well.

Qiu Yue hadn't actively looked for information yet, but till now she hadn't found many or actually, any mentions of anti-virus companies, which was very odd.

Were the people in this world just too nice? 

As she had told Yao Yan earlier, Qiu Yue wanted to start producing Otome games, or the main target setting of many transmigration novels. 
Well, she couldn't let the females in this world be deprived, could she?

And as an added plus this project could let her meet all four of the male leads, though she had no obligation to complete the mission of saving an ML and stopping the rest of the harem from being captured, after all, if she didn't have something to do, it wouldn't be fun.

And having points to buy say, a spaceship, really wouldn't hurt. 

She stepped near the elevator and waited for a few seconds for someone else to come too.

Qiu Yue slightly bowed her head in acknowledgment and smiled at the girl who had approached her.

"Miss, could you direct me to HR department?"

The girl who was named Zhou Jia was surprised at hearing Qiu Yue talk to her. Zhou Jia had thought this girl, who looked so professional and mature in her office attire, with her white and black patterned blouse and white high waisted pants, was a person from the government agency who had come here for a check, or someone who was acquainted with the CEO of Aries.

For someone who is slow-witted, this CEO of Aries was the one and only CEO Male Lead. Huo Zi Feng.

Qiu Yue felt her cheeks hurting from the subtle smile she had to maintain.

Humans are such a pain ah... 
(￣□￣」)

Zhou Jia wakened from her stupor as she realized she'd just been staring at Qiu Yue.

"Yes miss, of course, let me direct you to the HR department. I sincerely apologize, we were careless."

How could they have missed sending someone to receive her? 
Zhou Jia felt that she needed to have a talk with the HR manager.

Qiu Yue could likely guess what was going on in the other woman's head. She hurriedly waved her hands.

"I'm actually an hour early! I guess I was so nervous, I lost track of time."

"Hello! My name is Lang Qiu Yue. I had an appointment with Senior Feng  today."

She bowed her head again while introducing herself.

"Oh! Miss Lang, I'm known as Zhou Jia, I'm CEO Feng's secretary. Please, come with me."

One may be wondering how the company and its employees would be like. After all, good and honest employees would imply that whoever selected them had a good eye, and was lucky, or perhaps picky. With enough exposure getting people to apply to a company isn't as hard as it to actually find people who can share your visions, and further elaborate it.

Qiu Yue felt that the interior of the building was very minimalistic, yet artistic. There was just the right hint of color. The accents were all geometric.

They both went up the seventh floor and there Zhou Jia introduced Qiu Yue to the HR manager.

They had a short conversation but it seemed as though the two were bothered by something. Qiu Yue could guess what it was, after all, she was here for a direct appointment with the CEO, and she was early, the two must have been worried about what she would do now. After all, if Qiu Yue made any outlandish requests they could only try their best to cater to them, but within their limits, and they weren't sure if they could offend her.

For one, Qiu Yue had made sure to introduce herself without her family name, as she didn't want any extra treatment. Other than to Zhou Jia, who she has recognized from the folder on Huo Zi Feng, she made it a point not to tell her last name to others unless she wanted otherwise.

Qiu Yue smiled at them.

"Is it possible for me look at the resources?"

"That is..."

"Of course only the ones freely available, I want to take another look at what the product design of the existing products is like."

"Of course, I can take you to the resource and library room."

Zhou Jia was relieved and nodded.

They both went down to the fifth floor and Zhou Jia took her to a large hall with multiple shelves on the left side and on the right side, there were monitor terminals at the back end, while the rest of the space accommodated a few tables with chairs and a few sitting areas were spread about randomly.

"Then shall I come get you when it's time?"

Qiu Yue who had been looking at the beautiful books turned to Zhou Jia and nodded.

"Yes please, thank you so much."

Zhou Jia nodded at Qiu Yue and turned around and walked out.

Qiu Yue quickly skipped over to the design sections and picked up multiple books that caught her interest. She wanted to look at how the character design of games here worked, she also wanted to see how advanced the UI, CGI and the storylines were. 
The company library had a large number of books based on the topic due to the new planned venture.

Qiu Yue pulled out a pencil and a journal from her handbag placed them on the table in front of her. She sat down and started flipping through the books and noted everything down in her notebook.

After half an hour she could conclude that the art here while having its own charm and style, she definitely felt she could make her own changes to it. 
As a graphic designer, Qiu Yue was moderately used to coding. While she had never ventured into hacking, making apps and websites and the sort was not so hard. Looking at the current quality of them, Qiu Yue knew she could further take this industry ahead.

She felt that the motifs and traditional designs of this world were very colorful and vibrant. She really liked them and wanted to incorporate them into the new game she wanted to launch.

With more than twenty minutes to spare she decided to sketch the basic designs into the journal very roughly.

With books around her, as she sat focused on sketching. Her hair pulled up in a messy bun and her back erect, even from the side one could see her eyes, so clear and focused on her work.

This was the scene that Zhou Jia saw when she walked in. She was momentarily dazed before she finally walked up to the girl. 
But seeing her so focused on work she wasn't sure as to whether she should call out or wait for her to finish.

A few minutes ticked by as she stood next to her just watching her work, but then finally Qiu Yue had finished working on the sketch and she moved to stretch her hands when she realized there was a human next to her.

"Oh! Miss Zhou, I'm so sorry, I was lost in my own world!"

Zhou Jia shook her head and smiled.

"Not at all. Shall we go?"

"Yes, of course, I will just put these books back."

Qiu Yue put her journal in her bag and quickly displaced the books she had picked out.

On the way to the ninth floor, which was where the CEO's office and the conference rooms and alike were located, she started speaking to Zhou Jia.

After a few icebreaker questions, they started talking, everything Zhou Jia said and more was mostly already mentioned in the dossier, but the important part was that she felt comfortable enough to share the truth.

Zhou Jia had a life similar to female lead, but she had adapted to it very differently. 
Zhou Jia too was from a poor family and had been raised by a single mother. Her circumstances had forced her to mature early. She had taken up a lot of different jobs starting from middle school.

Finally, when she was in her final year of high school, she had decided to give up on college and start working full time in order to lessen the burden on her mother. But it was around this time her mother had found someone who truly loved her. While he wasn't as rich as in the female lead's story but he could provide for Zhou Jia's college fees. And above all he loved Zhou Jia's mother and not having any children, while he was awkward around Zhou Jia, he truly wanted to get along with her.

Zhou Jia had always been talented, and finally, she had applied to Huo Zi Feng's company. Her versatile work experience along with her aptitude, talent, certification and above all - personality had made her a valuable asset to the company.

What Qiu Yue did not understand was how this person had not been in the original story. The female lead had been recruited as Huo Zi Feng's secretary, that meant that Zhou Jia had left the job.

As the novel barely ever gave any time introducing or talking about any other character there had been absolutely no mention of Zhou Jia.

So Qiu Yue was quite curious as to what had led to this situation. 

Finally, Qiu Yue stood in front of the CEO male lead's office.

She was finally going to meet a male lead in this world.

She hesitated slightly and Zhou Jia who thought she was nervous, smiled at her encouragingly.

Qiu Yue smiled in embarrassment and open the door.

Unexpectedly she was surprised by what she saw.

The young man standing behind the desk looked every bit as good looking as the novel had described him to be. He was tall and had broad shoulders, his formal shirt hung loosely against his chest, but she knew - oh male leads. They always had amazing bodies. His pants fitted amazingly at the thighs, and his legs were so long.

His skin wasn't light or pale, it had a hint of bronze and looked healthy. 
He had a sharp chin and his lips were really red, like cranberries in the summer heat. 
His deep-set eyes were sharp and almond shaped with long and beautiful lashes and dark pupils that seemed to pull you in, once you looked into them - there was no going back. A few strands of his hair fell onto his forehead.

Standing against the glass pane which gave her a view of the cityscape, in his black suit and stature of around 190 cm, he looked like he owned the world. And yet his eyes that were normally described to be dominant and full of confidence, at this current moment, were inexplicably – nervous. 

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KO-FI: Qiu_Yue     (QiuYue|Crystall1z3d) 
PATREON: Qiu_Yue     (Crystall1z3d) 



This reverse harem novel, Qiu Yue didn't like at all. She wondered how she'd ended up with such a system, did her hate for harem reach such heights? 

Female Lead has opened a free tofu stall. 

Male lead is annoying Qiu Yue with passion. 

This poor main character who isn't an assassin, isn't a doctor, isn't even a writer! 

Main character: Wait, why are you coming here! You're supposed to hate me! Stop, STOP. 

And the System - ahhhh she's out picking up guys. ╮(－_－)╭



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A pink blush spread from An Xiaxia's cheeks all the way to behind her ears and down her neck as she blinked her bright black eyes and bit her lower lip.
"I… I don't," she denied stubbornly.
Sheng Yize let out a long "ooooooh" and stared right into her eyes. "So why does it have anything to do with you whether I choose to play a game or shoot a scene?"
"I'm just afraid that you might get hurt!" An Xiaxia blurted out anxiously, then covered her mouth right away.
Shit. She just admitted it willingly herself!
Afraid of him getting hurt was indeed caring about him… 
She had just skillfully slapped her own face… 
She was so flustered that her eyes glistened with tears. Waving her little fists around, she contested, "So what if I do! I care about you as a classmate, a deskmate, and a friend! What's wrong with that!"
The corners of Sheng Yize's mouth lifted up and there was delight in his eyes.
This little woman that wouldn't speak her heart.
He remembered a saying: there was never enough truth spoken in this world, and the flushed cheeks of a woman transcended a lengthy speech.
Her cheeks were redder than a monkey's bottom and she still wouldn't admit it.
After sensing the girl's feelings for him, Sheng Yize raised his eyebrows and helped her up. He then said in a cocky tone, "Come, let's get you home."
An Xiaxia trotted after him guiltily.
-
The Porsche stopped outside the An family home.
Sheng Yize walked her in when a delivery guy happened to arrived with a parcel. An Xiaxia signed it and checked the receipt suspiciously. It turned out to be from Su Xiaomo.
Why act so mysterious… 
She ripped the package open and saw the "Rong×Sheng Graphic Novel" on the cover. The timing couldn't have been any worse.
Panic-stricken, she tried to hide it, but only dropped it on the ground clumsily.
Sheng Yize sighed. "You're such a dummy!"
Despite his scornful tone, he still deigned to bend down and pick it up himself.
His sharp eyes glanced over the open pages and he saw that it looked like an album of paintings, with illustrations and text. Both the binding and the design layout looked rather nice.
However… why did the illustrations look so… um, wrong… 
He frowned and took a closer look. He couldn't believe his eyes.
"An Xiaxia, you're reading this stuff now?" he furrowed his brow and asked in a surprised tone.
Papa An was making coffee behind the bar and asked with a smile, "What is it?"
An Xiaxia panicked and covered Sheng Yize's mouth. "Don't you have a scene to shoot? Off you go!"
Sheng Yize narrowed his eyes and smiled. "Sis Ke is so busy these days, but I need a junior assistant on site. Uncle An, may I bring Xiaxia with me to give me a hand?"
"Of course," replied the good-tempered Papa An.
Hence, An Xiaxia was loaded back into the car.
On the way to the filming site.
Sheng Yize flipped through the book gracefully page by page and his face grew dark as he went on.
An Xiaxia wished there was a hole in the ground that she could bury herself in!
The book was none other than the Rong Che/Sheng Yize fanfiction Su Xiaomo, Mu Li, and herself had come up with a while ago.
She had written the entire plot, which was nothing but a short, heart-warming piece of slash fiction. However, once embellished by Su Xiaomo's vivid imagination, it had turned into almost nothing but hentai illustrations.
Sheng Yize snapped the book shut after finishing the last page and squeezed the words out through his teeth —
"An Xiaxia! Do you have a death wish?!"
An Xiaxia huddled in a corner and wailed, "I– I'm sorry…"


As an anti-fan of the idol group, Starry Night, An Xiaxia is happy to spend her time online slandering lead singer Sheng Yize. 

But things take an unexpected turn when An Xiaxia starts high school - the Starry Night trio somehow becomes her classmates, and even end up moving into her house. 

Also, the nation’s idol Sheng Yize seems particularly interested in An Xiaxia for some reason...

Sheng Yize: Xiaxia, if I and a chicken wing fall into the water together, which one will you save?

An Xiaxia: Hm… I can't swim, so obviously you're going to save yourself and get my chicken wing out!

Sheng Yize: I thought I was the nation’s idol???

Afterwards, MonkeyFace set up a simple donation webpage to help not only their fellow Black Stars but also the others who were injured in the bomb incident. Those who couldn't afford to donate financially pledged to help in other ways instead.
In addition to this, they didn't forget to prepare get well soon letters and presents for their Boss Iris. They knew that she was also injured but didn't know to what extent. According to their fellow Black Stars who witnessed the bomb incident, the area that she had been located was where the worst injuries occurred. They couldn't help but worry about her.
Isolated cases of the Iris Long hate campaign in real life continued to distress the Black Stars. It intensified when Jin Chonglin appeared in public on the fourth day after the bomb incident. He visited the injured in hospitals and in their homes. Bright Summit took advantage of the situation and made a big deal out of it by inviting a few reporters to document Jin Chonglin's visit. It was reported in the news throughout the day.
When the general public learned of his visit, they praised him. His army of fans fell even more deeply for him.
However, those who had been corrupted by the hate campaign took this chance to criticize Iris Long.
"Look at Jin Chonglin. He's taking responsibility as a celebrity seriously by personally visiting his injured fans and making sure that they're okay. How about Iris Long? Where is she right now? We haven't heard anything from her. She doesn't care about her fans at all. All she cares about is herself."
"I never bought into her image change after her comeback. I'll always remember her as the spoiled bitch that she was before. She managed to enchant a lot of people into believing that she became an angel but when something serious like this happens, she reveals her true colours. What fans? She doesn't care about you! Haha."
The Black Stars immediately came to defend their boss. However, they found it hard to do so this time because this hate campaign was occurring in real life. The hate comments online were quickly taken care of by either the Slippers Army or that anonymous person who helped them before. Now they realized that battling online was so much easier than in real life.
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Earlier that morning, Jin Chonglin arrived at the first hospital on his agenda for today to visit six people. Two of them were his fans while three were Black Stars. The other person was a member of the mall security. All six were among those who suffered the worst injuries. They were currently recovering from their minor operations, hence their extended hospital stay.
Although only two of them were Jin Chonglin's fans, he still planned on visiting all of them. He brought flowers, food and presents plus signed CDs, posters and merchandise.
Lin Dong and Jin Chonglin's assistants accompanied him. Most importantly, he also brought his entire team of bodyguards. Even though he didn't suffer any serious injuries during the bomb incident, he still felt traumatized. He didn't feel safe and comfortable leaving the house anymore without a full team of bodyguards.
In the hospital, the six injured stayed together in a single ward. It made it easier for Jin Chonglin and the people following him because he didn't have to visit multiple rooms to visit all of the six patients. 
When he arrived, he saw that they already received the same things that he brought. There were elegant flowers arranged in beautiful glass vases on each of the patient's bedside tables. Seeing them made him feel like the flowers he brought were too gaudy.
On the far side of the ward, there were several bento boxes for the patients and their loved ones. There were also many gift bags and baskets arranged at a corner so as not to interfere with the nurses and doctor checking in on the patients.
Jin Chonglin's eyes narrowed before smoothing out his expression and flashing everyone his famous killer smile.
'I think I just saw the Orchidia Beauty logo,' he thought.
He wanted to take a closer look at the gift bags and baskets at the corner but Lin Dong was already leading him to the patients. He could only toss the matter aside for now, as he began speaking with the six patients and their families.
They were all starstruck in front of the superstar. His two fans were so happy that they started crying. Even the Black Stars and the mall security guard were dazed in front of him.
Then his eyes noticed a simple yet exquisite card beside one of the patients who was a Black Star. He recognized the tiny printed graphic on the card as his brother and Iris' official monogram, LX. He was currently staying at their Dragon Palace mansion so he saw the monogram everyday on the towels, curtains, carpets, pillows, plates, utensils, and just about everything else in the place.
The Black Star noticed where he was looking at and flushed. She took the card and held like it was her most precious treasure in the world. "Uh…P-prince Lin Lin, this, uhm, this is a…card that B-boss Iris personally wrote to me." Then she giggled.
"I received one, too!"
"Me too!"
It turned out that all six patients received handwritten cards from Iris.
Jin Chonglin looked at the flowers, the bento boxes and the gift bags and baskets.
"Did Junior Iris send all of these to you?" he asked.
They all nodded.
"Sir Dom and a man called Mr. Xu Tian all came yesterday with a bunch of hot guys—I mean, with a bunch of men in black suits—"
"They're bodyguards. I recognized some of them as Boss Iris' bodyguards. Why are all of them so hot?"
"I know, right? I wonder if CEO Jin drinks vinegar everyday seeing all the hot bodyguards around Boss Iris."
Jin Chonglin raised an eyebrow, amused at the sudden topic of their conversation. They stopped talking as their faces burned upon remembering that Jin Chonglin was in front of them.
"Kyaaaah! So embarrassing!"
"Don't worry, Prince Lin Lin! To me, you're still the hottest man in the world!" his fan said.
Everyone laughed in amusement. Then Jin Chonglin asked more about Iris and the things she sent for the patients. They told him that it wasn't only them. Iris also sent things to everyone who were injured in the bomb incident.
Jin Chonglin glanced at Lin Dong and found that his manager looked surprised. His team and Bright Summit thought that he would be the first celebrity to reach out to the injured. This was why Bright Summit wanted to publicize his visit today. Jin Chonglin sighed and gave a wry smile. He remembered what one of the Black Stars said earlier, that Dom and Xu Tian were the ones who delivered the presents in person.
'It looks like Manager Tang didn't come with them. Maybe they didn't tell her on purpose so that Bright Summit wouldn't know about it. Dom represents Xiulan while Xu Tian represents my brother. They sent all of these presents yesterday but as far as I know, nobody reported it on the internet yet.'
Jin Chonglin found it weird. Shouldn't they be publicizing her generosity to counter the crazy hate campaign against her? Then he realized that based on Iris' personality, she wouldn't care whether the public knew about her kind actions or not.
'Xiulan and Big Bro sent all of these to everyone who was injured without publicizing it but here I am tooting my own horn.'
For a few moments, he regretted agreeing to Lin Dong and Bright Summit's suggestion of inviting the reporters to shadow him during his visit. His actions now felt tacky compared to the couple's secret generosity. However, he quickly recovered.
'This prince is a superstar! I should always do things with a bang! Yes, that's right!'
After his mindset returned to normal, he suspected that it was his older brother's idea to keep it a secret despite the criticisms being thrown at Iris at the moment.
'Big Bro is a formidable leader. This must be part of his plan. I can only imagine how furious he's feeling right now knowing that people are targeting his wife.
'Stupid idiots. Prepare yourselves because you've just hit Big Bro's bottom line.'


A world-famous hacker and daughter of the most powerful criminal family who ruled the international Underworld for many generations is killed when their organization is annihilated in a single night.

She is reborn into the body of Iris Long, a teenage pop singer, wild party girl, and spoiled brat. For the former princess of the Underworld who lived an overprotected and shackled life, this new life is a chance to finally live the life of freedom and independence that she always wanted.

Jin Liwei is the most powerful man in the country's business world. Cold and ruthless, he is someone only a few dare offend. When the infamous Iris Long, who used to chase his younger brother, wakes up from a year-long coma, his unfeeling heart moves for the first time and he falls hard for this unexpected genius girl.

She wants to fly freely and soar high beyond the sky. He wants her everything, to tie her to himself and to never let her go.

This is her journey to super stardom. This is his journey in accompanying her. Together, they will rock the world while facing many challenges.

But what will happen when she discovers that she can never escape from the shadows of her previous life? Will she still be able to live her dream life of freedom and independence? Will he be able to protect her from the dangers?

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And despite of what some of the negative reviews are claiming, there is NO rape in this novel. Many scenes are deliberately made uncomfortable (clear 18+ warning), but there is NO rape.

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