Men are a dying sex. In the aftermath of terrible war, simply dubbed WWIII, man power was needed to start over again. Rather than allowing the men return to politics though, the women stepped up and told the men not to be in politics anymore.

Lia is a poor girl. his mother is in prison. her aunt is sick .. she lives with her aunt Lauren and Lexi, cousin who lives freely and casually.

Lia must work hard for her life. for her aunt's hospital expenses and the debt that twisted her. Max is a man who makes her fall asleep, but circumstances do not approve of their relationship. Meanwhile, Jack the man with malicious intent was always involved with her.

Who is the man that Lia chose for her difficult life. Maximilian or Jack. or even Mr. Edward, the man with a thousand desires, who has his eyes on a young girl. He's Max's father. Edwardo the rich.

Azusa Shinomiya is a hot young girl that attends an all girl high school called, Kaguya Hime High School. It is a school that raises famous models & actresses.

The one thing is it’s ran by all men. Very horny men that want to have sex with all these hot young ladies.

Azusa needs a tutor for math class since she just can’t seem to get the right answers. Mr. Shingo can help her get the grades. If Azusa pays with her body

If Erick wanted to finish this as soon as possible, then Alfonso would satisfy his wants since he was thinking that it's just a consolation for him to be with his beloved woman before both of them would die.
'It's just a matter of time, the Chief Detective and an International Reporter will die in our own hands. What a loving couple, even in death, they will be together,' Alfonso thought to himself.
"Alright, let's do this exchange ow. O my go signal, we will let the two of them walk, the scientist will go to my side and your beloved woman will go to your side as well." Alfonso suggested to them.
"Okay," Erick responded. 
He glanced at Mr. Carter one last time. Mr. Carter nodded at him and gave him a reassuring smile as if telling him that everything would just be fine.
Soon, Alfonso gave his signal. Mr. Carter and Elle started walking toward the opposing sides. The distance between Erick and Alfonso were about 8 meters apart. Everyone's attention was focused on the two people walking in the middle, one was walking to Erick's side while the other one was walking to Alfonso's side.
Elle and Mr. Carter both stopped in the middle. She grabbed that chance to hug Mr. Carter for a few seconds. The Dark Knight men were alerted at first, but after seeing them just hugging each other, Alfonso and his team eased up a little.
They didn't see nor notice it but Elle whispered something to Mr. Carter. They were still hugging each other when suddenly a few Dark Knight men started to collapse on their spots, some were holding their stomachs and some were holding their heads.
"Hey, what's going on here?" Alfonso asked his team. "Wait, what is that smell? Did you just fart?" Alfonso complained.
Some answered him. 
"Boss, My stomach hurts!"
"I feel dizzy."
"Why do I feel like my surroundings are spinning?"
Dark Knight men and Alfonso were distracted for a few moments. Elle knew that this would happen. This was the cue she was waiting for.
"Mr. Carter, run. Let's run to Erick's side now!" Elle said to Mr. Carter with urgency.
At first, Mr. Carter had no idea what's going on the Dark Knight's side. He just followed Elle's advice. He trusted her. Without further ado, Elle and Mr. Carter ran toward Erick. 
Erick's eyes widened in surprise when he saw Elle and Mr. Carter started to run, coming to his side. He immediately picked up his gun, to take cover for them. He glanced at Alfonso and the other men who seemed like they were experiencing some discomfort.
After a few seconds, one member of the Dark Knight noticed them. "The scientist and the reporter are running toward the detective."
They were about to open fire when Alfonso stopped them right away.
"Stop, you fool! Don't shoot!! Are you trying to kill the scientist!" Alfonso yelled at them.
"But Senior Alfonso, they are trying to escape!"
"You fool. There's no way they can escape here. We have a strong back-up, remember?" Alfonso reminded them.
"Let them run. Let's see how far they can go. Hahaha," Alfonso was still confident.
Meanwhile, Elle and Mr. Carter already reached Erick's spot. They were wondering why Alfonso and his team were not doing anything. The three of them immediately got inside Erick's car, preparing to leave. 
Alfonso and others also rode their car to chase after them. There were some who were still feeling fine. But there were men who already collapsed on the ground.
"What happened to them?" Mr. Carter asked Elle.
"A friend helped me," Elle's lips curled up into a faint smile as she remembered what happened two hours before they left the Dark Knight Organization Main headquarters.
Dr. Gomez came to see her and he told her about his plan of drugging Alfonso's men who would be joining this operation. He said that's the only thing he could do for her.
Dr. Gomez made sure to let the men drink the coffee he prepared. There were two types of drugs that he mixed with their drinks, one could trigger a loose bowel movement and the other one could cause dizziness. The drugs already took effect that's why Alfonso's men felt the discomfort a while ago.
It did not take long when Alfonso and his men were able to catch up with them. At that certain moment, they heard gunshots. The Dark Knight men started to open fire, targeting the wheel of Erick's car. They succeeded in puncturing the tire. Erick cursed when it happened, he had no choice but to stop the car.
Alfonso and his men started to approach them. They were laughing hard because they cornered them once again.
"You can't escape from our grasp! Hand the scientist over to us!" Alfonso yelled to them. Erick gave Elle and Mr. Carter guns for them to use.
Elle smiled mischievously the moment she got ahold of a gun. It's been a long time since the last time she held a gun. The three of them started to open fire, targeting Alfonso's team.
The crossfire between them was still ongoing when General Jason's team also arrived and joined them. When Alfonso and his team saw the newcomer, they stopped shooting and just took cover. 
Elle and Erick were both sharpshooters. Some of their men had been shot on either hands or legs. General Jason and his team surrounded Erick's car right away. 
They were about 15 men including General Jason. They were also holding high-powered firearms while wearing bulletproof vests. General Jason looked at Erick's car and he found out that bullets had punctured his tire.
He asked Erick, Elle, and Mr. Carter to step out of the car and transfer to their car. But the moment they got out of the car, General Jason's men immediately apprehended them, holding the three of them in place while getting their guns out of their hands.
"What is the meaning of this, General?" Erick asked General Jason through his gritted teeth.


"Fateful encounter of a cold-blooded assassin and a gentle detective: She wants to avenge her parents’ death, no matter the cost. He wants to redeem her and teach her forgiveness. One of them must give in.

Merciless, fierce, vicious, and ruthless were the words that people would associate with her. That's how they would describe her, a living devil. Elle is known as the mysterious and meticulous assassin feared by both the underground syndicates and the government. But she finds herself helpless and at the end of her rope when she meets with despair on one of her missions.

Erick, a chief detective, comes just in time to rescue the devil turned damsel. His kindhearted nature had led him to take the cold and aloof girl under his wing. With his protection on the line, Elle couldn't possibly get close to him in fear of being revealed.

Can she let him into her walls or will she push him away, like all the others?

Can he close his eyes to her crimes or will he punish her?"

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*Excerpts*
"What if I had killed someone? What if I am a criminal, what will you do?"

Erick kept silent for a few seconds, thinking. Elle could almost hear her pounding heart amidst the silence of their surrounding.

Erick looked into her eyes and met her nervous gaze as he gave her his response.

"If that is the case, then I will have to put you in prison," he said in a serious tone.

Elle's heart sank when she heard it. She felt like her world fell into pieces.

"So... if I ask you to surrender yourself to me, will you do it?" Erick asked her softly as he cupped her troubled face in his two hands.

"Will you?... will you marry me Elle?" he added.

Elle:"..."

Erick took advantage of that chance when Elle was still in a trance as he brought his face closer to her and sealed her lips with a gentle kiss.
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COMPLETED [ 530 Chapters ] { Warning: This Book Features Mature Content [R-18] }

Award: Writing Prompt Contest #93 First Placer- Villainess Female Lead
The Devilish Assassin meets The Angelic Detective
Volume I: Fateful Encounter [ Chapter 1-275 (Completed) ]
Volume II:Their Paths Crossed Again [ Chapter 276- 530 (Completed) ]

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The old building of st. Louis catholic church has been standing for over two hundred years. It is located at the outskirt of the town. Although the members have moved to a new bulidng inside the town some faithfuls still come around to pray from time to time as they believed it still holds some spiritual relevance.
Its on this same building many illegal activities are carried out but no form of violence is permitted on its ground. It was an unwritten rule amongst groups conducting any business there. It was the same reason that made Mr Tommy choose it as a venue for the exchange.
Although both sides knew no form of violence was allowed there they came prepared in case of any funny move.
The Lancasters were the first to arrive in the building. The opportunity afforded them the chance of putting their men in strategic positions around the building. They were armed to the teeth with different guns and ammunition. Present on their sides were Mr Lancaster, Mr Huffington Shaw and Tobin. Every other member of the Lancaster family were left at home.
The Dickson's family arrived thirty minutes after them with Mr Tommy, Freemann and Sharon amongst them. They came with less number of men compared to the Lancasters. In fact the ratio of men on the Lancasters side was at a ratio of 3:1 when compared to the men from the cartel.
Everybody in the church building quickly left as they could sense something big was about to go down. It wasn't everyday you see the members of the stardom cartel and the Lancasters in one building and in such number.
Immediately Mr Tommy arrived. He took his time to survey the area before going inside. The number of the opposition didn't seem to border him much. He walked in briskly with Sharon and Freeman behind him his other men taking strategic positions around the building inside and outside.
On getting inside he noticed the Lancasters were sittedd on the pews located at the left side of the church. They were three rows of pews one on the left one on the right and one on the middle. He signaled to Sharon and Freemann to sit on the right side while he moved to the front. All eyes were on him as he walks to the old altar knelt down and began saying some prayers. He ended his prayer with the sign of the cross giving the idea he must be a Catholic. He signaled Mr Lancaster to come forward.
As Mr Lancaster rises up to move he motions to Shaw and Mr Huffington to wait behind while he goes forward without any form of fear in his heart.
They both sat on the first pew in the middle row.
" Hello Harrison" Mr Tommy said with a smirk.
"Hello Tommy " Mr Lancaster replied with a dry smile.
"It has been over twenty-five years since I last saw you. I hear you are now a big business mogul owning companies in different parts of the world. I must congratulate you on that." Mr Tommy said still maintaining the smirk on his face.
"I guess you heard correctly but I also heard you now run the stardom cartel. One of the most powerful underground cartels. I think you should be the most difficult man to find on this earth." Mr Lancaster said trying to get along. He was trying to hide his disdain at the man who has always made life difficult for him even from the time he got married.
"Enough of the pleasantries. Let's get down to business. Did you bring the money and your son" Mr Tommy asked in such a tone that made Mr Lancaster clutch his fist in anger. He really hates the guts of Mr Tommy but there was little he could do.
'What stops me from killing you right now? " Mr Lancaster asked slightly irritated. Making Mr Tommy give out a little dry laugh.
" I know the amount of men you have around you makes you confident and you feel I am outnumbered. Well that's not the case. I have men who have been inside this church since yesterday right behind that door" Mr Tommy said pointing to door.
" They have instructions to kill Sharon first in case anything goes wrong so you can try to kill me" Mr Tommy said with an evil laugh again.
Mr Lancaster could notice some movements behind the door Mr Tommy pointed at. The thoughts of the cartel members being in the building since yesterday made him realize Mr Tommy has succeeded in outsmarting him.
He quickly signaled Shaw to come along with the bags of money and Tobin while Mr Tommy signaled Freemann to come with Sharon.
Sharon who has been watching both men keenly immediately felt her legs weaken when she was beckoned to come forward. Freemann had to support her to move forward. The whole idea of having Tobin take her place didn't sit down well with her but there was little she could do about it.
Shaw quickly gave the bags to Freemann expecting him to release Sharon to him but he didn't. He was waiting for a node from Mr Tommy.
" While I would just be happy if we go our separate ways now I will like these two persons to talk to themselves at least for five minutes." What do you say Harrison Mr Tommy asked Mr Lancaster nodding at both Sharon and Tobin.
"That will be a great idea Mr Lancaster said looking around to make sure this was not a game
" Besides I will need time to inspect the money" Mr Tommy added.
Sharon and Tobin where gestured to move to the old altar to have their discussion.
For the first few seconds Sharon and Tobin said nothing to each other as an awkward silence reigned between them.
"I want to sincerely thank you for agreeing to this arrangement." Sharon finally spoke.
"I wasn't given a choice on this matter. Dad said the cartel needed a male to replace you and here I am." Tobin replied completely consumed by anger but well contained by fear of the unknown future that lies before him
Sharon was shocked Mr Lancaster didn't tell them the full details of the arrangement. He made it seem like replacing Sharon with a male was a compulsory requirement but she knew it wasn't.
"I guess you had no choice but I feel you could have ran away or do soemthing stupid just so you don't come here but you didn't and I really appreciate that." Sharon said trying to hug him.
But he stopped her.
"There is no need for that. I am okay. I didn't do it for you as I said I had no choice. Now that I think of it I should have ran away." Tobin said cursing himself inaudibly.
"We can go back now I have nothing to say to you Tobin coldly told her giving her deadly look she had only seen once when his father broke his headset and she was laughing at him.
As they make attempt to go back Tobin suddenly stopped to ask.
"Why did you come into our lives? since you came it had been from one problem to another. Why did you come into our lives?" Tobin asked again half yelling at her causing heads to turn towards them.
From the look on his eyes Sharon could tell Tobin blames her for his present predicament. She knew no matter what she says it won't be comforting for him so she decided to silently walk away.
She returns to the two men but this time she goes to the side of Mr Lancaster while Tobin goes to stand behind Mr Tommy .
" I believe we are done here "Mr Tommy said stretching his hand towards Mr Lancaster.
"Yes I believe so" Mr Lancaster said shaking his hand.
"It was nice doing business with you" Mr Tommy added with a chuckle making Mr Lancaster react with hard squeez on his hand.
"Pray hard our parts don't cross again because if it does I will find you from where ever you are hiding" Mr Lancaster said with a menacing look.
Mr Tommy smiled at him and walked away with Tobin behind him not caring to look back even for once. He signaled to his men for them to move and they quickly drove out the premises.
Mr Lancaster rushed to the door that was earlier pointed by Mr Tommy and discovered it was an empty room with no sign of anybody being inside recently. His imagination must have made him see movements behind the door. Again he has been outsmarted and he vented his anger on the nearest pew to him kicking it with so much force that it gave way.
"Let's go" he said waving at him men. Sharon quietly whispered a thank you to him but he gave her no reply. She noticed even Mr Huffington was not willing to talk to her. It was asif everyone was blaming her for what happened. She quietly entered the car with Shaw and closed her eyes as the journey back to the Lancasters mansion began.
Suddenly there was a sporadic shooting of bullets aimed at the Lancaster convoy.


"Tobin! Tobin!" She called out his name, but he was gone. And was probably never coming back. 

She had seen that look in his eyes before. He was angry and in that state he was capable of doing anything. 

"You are ungrateful. After all the Lancaster have done for you. You have no right to be so angry! Do you think staying with your loser father would have been better? Look I know what I suffered as a kid. My supposed dad, your biological father was all I got and I dare say he failed in his responsibility!" Those were the exact words she had said to Tobin few minutes ago.
 
Tobin was hurt. Although he had never met his biological father, but he was sure he deserved more than Sharon was saying about him. He knew right from the start he didn't belong to the Lancaster family. They were all too different from him. He knew something was wrong about the family but he never could tell what it was. He was going to avenge the death of his mother no matter what it will cost him. 

Sharon was confused. She was torn between her new found family and her love for Tobin.
In that moment of despair she felt a sharp pain on her left arm, one which she hasn't felt for years since her supposed father's death, and she has always prayed never to experience it again. 

She knew what it meant. Someone she loves was about to die but the question on her lips was "Who is it going to be?"

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A gamble was made, two babies were switched, lives were lost, but love was found, but at what expense?

[ Warehouse, Undisclosed Location ]


A hooded man with binoculars was surveying the top of the warehouse when he noticed three vehicles approaching. He quickly took out the walkie-talkie and spoke.


"They're here, over. "


A brief period of silence and heavy breathing was heard from the other side, before they replied in a monotone and cold voice.


"Roger that."


The man on the roof didn't respond and the conversation ended right there.


The vehicles stopped in front of the warehouse, as if they were waiting for something. 


Suddenly, the doors of the warehouse opened, and the vehicles rushed inside as fast as they could. 


"What happened?"


An old man walked towards the vehicle. He had a cane on his hand to support himself, so he was walking slowly.


The doors of the vehicles opened, and multiple men in black got out, with one of them carrying an unconscious and injured man.


The old man looked at the body and squinted his eyebrows. He then looked at the rest of the men and asked.


"Who did this?"


The men looked at each other and one of them stepped forward to answer the question.


"Sir, um, it was a high schooler."


"What did you say?"


The old man was staring at the man who answered his question with a face of surprise and intrigue. He couldn't believe what the man had just told him. 


The man was a bit flustered by the interest shown by the old man, but quickly repeated his words to not offend him.


"I said it was a high schooler who beat 'Mr. Luis' up, Mr. Red."


The man repeated his answer once again and the old man, Mr. Red was surprised once again before returning to his normal, cold face. He checked the injuries of Mr. Luis for a while, and then pointed to one of the rooms on the upper floor, indicating the men in black to take the body there. The men quickly grabbed the body and ran up the stairs.


"Wait."


The words of Mr. Red stopped the men on their tracks. They turned their head towards the old man, wondering why he asked them to stop.


"Where are his weapons?"


The men looked at each other, and one of the men searched the Mr. Luis' whole body, but turned up empty handed.


"He doesn't have any weapons on him?"


Mr. Red furrowed his brows at the nodding of the man in black. 


"Did Mr. Luis choose not to take it with him because he thought he was fighting a normal teeneger, or…."


Before Mr. Red could finish his analysis, a loud notification ringtone rang from his phone, interrupting his thoughts. He took out the phone from his pocket, looked at what the notification was and his eyes widened almost immediately.


He then turned back quickly, facing the men in black who were carrying the injured Mr. Luis.


"ATTENTION MEN! WHATEVER YOU ARE DOING RIGHT NOW, LEAVE IT ALL! THE RIVALDO FAMILY IS IN CRITICAL DANGER! GATHER EVERYONE QUICKLY, WE HAVE NO TIME TO WASTE!"


Mr. Red exclaimed loudly and about two dozen men wearing dark clothes came out of the warehouse. They were wearing bulletproof vests and carried firearms. Mr. Red nodded at the men, and they quickly departed the warehouse, leaving for the Rivaldo mansion.


"Mr. Blue, leave Mr. Luis here and come with us. We need all the help we can get."


Mr. Blue, who was carrying Mr. Luis, nodded at the order and carefully put him down on the floor, as he got ready for the mission.


Mr. Red walked outside, looking up at the sky. He was already too old, so he couldn't take part in these missions anymore. He could only give out orders. That was all he was worth for.


"How I wish I could.."


He sighed deeply, as the rest of the men in black ran past him and got in their cars, rushing towards the mansion.


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[ The Rivaldo Mansion ]


"How the hell are you still alive?"


One of the bodyguards still alive stared at the young man standing in front of him in horror. He had watched him evade bullets and bombs, and even a sniper shot while simultaneously being in close combat with multiple enemies. It was such a Miraculous incident that he had at one point thought he was dreaming. No human could achieve such things, not even in their dreams.


And yet, he still turned out to be alive and well. It was as if he was being favoured by the heavens. Lin pointed his gun at the bodyguard who had already been disarmed by him just moments ago.


"Goodbye."


Lin pulled the trigger, and the bullet shot through the bodyguard's skull, killing him instantly.


Having completed his kill, Lin looked around for signs of his target. He had already killed Thomas, but he still hadn't taken care of Hank Rivaldo.


"System, how many kills does that make?"


[ That makes eighty seven kills boss. ]


The system confirmed the number of kills, and the transparent screen popped up with the number eighty seven in bright red colors written on it. 


"That might be a new record for me."


Lin rejoiced at beating his own personal record, which made him feel a bit weird.


Back in his original world, he was nowhere near this aggressive. He wouldn't even think of getting on anyone's bad side. He was embarrassed about himself that he did not even have the courage to take on anyone else.


But now, he felt like he was having the time of his life, but at what cost? 


He didn't know what he had to exchange for such a life. He didn't know how enjoying murdering people would change his future.


'Answers. I shouldn't forget what my goal here is.'


Lin forced himself to control his bloodlust. He was getting a bit too out of hand. Perhaps maybe even to the point that he might not remember his end goals. He didn't want that to happen.


Forgetting your goals would only make you a shell of a human being. Lin was a shell of a human before he arrived in the magical world, and he definitely didn't want to go back to that state. 


'I was almost consumed by my bloodlust. I have to be careful and not lose focus.'


Lin started concentrating, and soon enough, his mind became a lot more clearer.


"System! Send me the location of Hank Rivaldo, quick!"

Lin Hamill was an ordinary boy born in an extraordinary family. Burdened by the pressure and expectations that he failed to accomplish, he moved to an apartment to escape his family.

He had no talent.
He had no expectations.

That was what he had thought until he met The Man Upstairs, who assigned him a mission.

He was chosen and sent to an alternate Reality where magic existed among the masses.

Similar to his original counterpart, the Lin from the Magical World also had no talent in magic.

But this time he won't give up.

Watch as Lin climbs the social hierarchy and unlocks the hidden truths of this world to accomplish his mission.

[Your Mission: End this world in 1,000 years]

Ever since secretary Zhang Xin had gotten that message demanding his immediate presence by his boss, he had been anxious.

"Mr. Li, is it an emergency?" He asked over the phone.

After a short pause of silence, Mr. Li said.

"Yes"

"Hold on, President Li I'll be right there." Zhang Xin said in a firm, committed tone.

"Also bring the men under you," Li Luxian suggested.

Zhang Xin thought that the matter must be quite critical this time for Mr. Li asking him to bring other men too.

"Mr. Li is it really that serious?"

"It is serious." Li Luxian voice was grave. "The more people there are, the better."

"Alright, Mr. Li."

It has been a while since they encountered any destructive confrontation. But knowing Li Luxian power and the type of people he dealt with, such violent conflicts were unavoidable. Zhang Xin still remembered the time when they had gotten in a fierce gunfight and a lot of casualties occurred. They hardly managed to save their boss's life.

Packing himself with his most advanced guns and taking his best marksmen with him, Zhang Xin hurriedly sped to the location Mr. Li had sent to him.

"Mr. Zhang, should we take our bulletproof vests with us," One of the men asked judging the severity of the situation.

"Do it. Do it. Mr. Li said it was an emergency. He had never used the word 'emergency' to anything before even when we were ambushed." Zhang Xin said in a pensive tone.

The urgency in Mr. Li's tone was incontestable. It was best if they proceeded prepared well with all precautions.

Taking his men equipped with the best weapons, Zhang Xin stepped at the entrance of that huge building. He, along with others, was vigilant all the time as their ears and eyes were heedful to every minute suspicious movement. All the passer-by threw curious glances in their direction as they spotted five big, burly men dressed in black. They stood out tall in the general public due to their attire and muscular bodies.

Zhang Xin thought that it was rather peculiar because of all such previous meetings they had, were carefully limited to private places. But the location Mr. Li had sent this time was fairly public.        

"Mr. Zhang where to now?" One of the men who also looked confounded due to this unexpected arrangement asked in an unsure tone.

Zhang Xin frowned.

"Mr. Li sent for the seventh floor."

"Isn't it just a mall? What serious predicament can befall here?" One of the men asked.

They were already getting doubtful as they looked at each other.

"Silence. Mr. Li. said it was serious so it must be serious. Have you forgotten about your training? Stay focused and don't let your mind wander to useless ideas." Zhang Xin said in a stringent, authoritative tone that quietened everyone.

As they scuttled to the floor Mr. Li mentioned, they spotted him standing alone in the VIP sections holding something in his hands. His back was visible to them. The owner of the mall who was serving Li Luxian and he looked quite tense and fretful in Li Luxian domineering aura. Once spotting those five armed men, he further paled.

"Mr. Li. we are here. What emergency is it?", Zhang Xin said as they all assumed a defensive circle around Li Luxian in case anyone was about to jump out and open fires at them.

Li Luxian turned slowly and gracefully. His eyes still focused on those two little boxes in his hands. A puzzled look unfolded on his countenance

"I can't seem to decide" Li Luxian said pensively. "Which ring should I choose for my wife?"

Zhang Xin: "..."

Fate is a funny thing.

A random stranger Chen Yi kissed to piss off her ex turned out to be the CEO of the Li Corporations?

Chen Yi, the girl with impeccable beauty that could trample the heavens and devastate earth-eyes like dark shimmering brown gemstones, hair like a cascade of chocolate brown color. Skin pale like snow. Features delicate and flawless like a porcelain doll.

Abandoned and wronged by her family, cheated by her ex, betrayed by her cousin...

Sounds usual, doesn't it?

But things take an exciting turn when a certain CEO appears a at her doorstep with a contract in his hands.

"It's your choice. Either pay for the losses caused by you or sign this contract and become my wife."

One kiss and she was bound with the formidable CEO for her life.

-Sneak peek into a chapter-

"Mr. Li, could you exclude the term of the conjugal relationship between the married couple?"

Li Luxian was momentarily surprised to hear that. Then the mischievous smile returned to his lips.

"May I ask why? Could it be you don't find my body attractive enough?"

Chen Yi was speechless.

Of course, he was attractive. He was simply a god for his looks. Did he even need to ask that? But he couldn't expect her to sleep with him right after the marriage. They needed to familiarize themselves with each other first.

That was a common-sense everyone with a relationship experience would know! Unless this impossible man had never been in a relationship before. Chen Yi looked at him. Could it be really so?

Just what in seven hells Chen Yi was getting her into! Oh well, it's not like she had a choice.

"It's not about that..." Chen Yi coughed. She didn't know what to say to this man. To moisten her dry throat she picked up a glass of water and chucked it down.

"Not that? Could it be that you are worried that I wouldn't be able to pleasure you well enough?" With a raised eyebrow Li Luxian asked. 

Chen Yi spit out everything in her mouth. He did not just say that!

"And if you are still worried then we could always try out something so that you could confirm beforehand that I am good enough" Li Luxian rose up from the chair.

Chen Yi almost fell out of her chair.

This was not happening!

At least take your secretary in consideration who is still standing here!!!

"Mr. Li I'll take my leave then." Secretary Zhang bowed with a stiff face and proceeded to leave her alone with his boss to give his boss some privacy to certify his skills.

-End of sneak peek'

Status:  Ongoing.

Author Note: Give this novel a chance. You won't regret it. It is a mixture of romance, comedy, and face slapping as our Female Lead becomes stronger.

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While Emma was enjoying a warm bath, across town, a group of black suited men stood trembling before their boss. 
They were in Mr. Long's spacious office, deep inside the organisation's compound. Mr. Long was seated in an armchair, casually reclining as if it were a throne. His subordinates were arranged in front of him, like loyal subjects before an emperor. 
The men, who were all hardened killers and proud to belong to one of the most mysterious and powerful criminal organisations in the country, were reduced to terrified boys under the deadly stare of their boss. Mr. Long's expression was deceptively calm, but his men knew him well enough to know that a thunderstorm was brewing beneath the surface. He was not a man prone to yelling and swearing when mistakes were made. Instead he had a quiet, smouldering fury, which his subordinates knew to recognise and fear.
Their boss had just been informed that two of his men had been found dead in an alley, reduced to lumps of flesh and bone, and the woman who they were supposed to bring in had vanished into thin air. Additionally, a full team of the organisation's best trained men, who had been standing by just a block away from the alley in case any complications arose, had all been found dead inside their transport, their throats ripped clean off. Why their boss wanted to capture this woman so badly, the men didn't know, and they didn't dare to speculate. Also they were much more concerned about their heads at the moment. They stood with heads bowed, awaiting judgement.
"What traces were found at the scene?" Mr. Long addressed a man at the front of the group, with short cropped hair and a nasty scar running down his left cheek and neck. The man raised his head just a fraction at being addressed, and his black eyes dared to shift high enough to look at his boss' polished shoes.
"The heavy rain washed away most traces. However, we found a gun at the scene, which had been discharged, but no bullet. Presumably the unknown assailant was shot by our men. As for the remains..." The man hesitated for a second, thinking about those torn apart limbs. "The wounds were not inflicted by any weapon or tool. They appear to have been attacked by some soft of animal. Best guess is some sort of canine." 
The bafflement of the man was obvious in his tone. He knew that his explanation made no sense, who would believe that some dog could do that to the two men? But his professionalism demanded that he report the findings to his boss, no matter how strange they were. 
Luckily, Mr. Long made no comment about it, and asked instead about the murdered assault team.
"No weapon appears to have been used there either, their throats were simply... ripped off."
The man with the scarred face waited uncomfortably for his boss to make a reply, but Mr. Long remained silent, contemplating the information just reported to him. Finally, he waved the man away, turning to address a the tech-specialist standing to one side. The man was lanky with tufts of oily hair sticking to his forehead. 
"What about surveillance footage?" Mr. Long asked.
"The woman was recorded leaving her building," the lanky man answer promptly. "She was obviously dressed in an attempt to disguise herself and carrying a backpack. Our two men followed her, and when she became aware of their presence, the woman ran off into the alley. Unfortunately, there are no cameras in there. No one was seen entering or leaving the alley," the man said, not quite able to keep the quiver out of his voice. "Until our team arrived," he continued, his eyes flitting to the group of black suited men.
The man with the scar spoke up again. "We searched the entire alley and the surrounding area. The alley is a dead end, and the walls are steep and not suitable for climbing. However, it's not impossible that she escaped that way." 
Mr. Long's face was an unreadable mask, but the deadly aura eminating from him, made everyone present shake in their boots. 
"So none of you have any idea what happened to our men, or know how she escaped?" Mr. Long whispered icily. "I didn't know I had such incompetent people working for me." 
His subordinates shifted nervously and bowed their heads, hoping they would stay attached to their necks.
"Go over everything again," Mr. Long said, addressing the man with the scar. "And you," he snarled, looking at the tech-specialist. "Scour every available surveillance footage across this entire city, I want her location."
They all nodded in acknowledgement, relieved to be given another chance, and at the same time scared out of their wits. Because all of them knew, that if they could not bring forth any results, they were done for.
"Dismissed," Mr. Long hissed, waiving a hand.
The men bowed deeply, and hurried out of the room as fast as they dared. Mr. Long stared at their retreating backs, his face full of disgust. He had decided to spare them for now, because of their impeccable service so far, and because the real mistakes had been committed by his dead subordinates. Unfortunately, he had yet to find a way to punish and murder dead people.

Emma Huang's life is a series of misfortunes, and seemingly an endless downward spiral. Once a rich heiress, she now makes cocktails in a night club. When her boss offers to make her a kept woman, she really seems to have hit rock bottom. 

After a strange encounter, she starts to have frequent and weird dreams. They are so vivid that she could almost believe them to be her own experiences. She knows that this can't be, but maybe they are memories from a previous life?

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WARNING: CONTAINS SOME SMUT AND EXPLICIT CONTENT! ALSO SOME DESCRIPTIONS OF VIOLENCE AND ABUSE.
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There might be some twists and turns in the story, but I'm writing with a specific end point in mind, and most of the plot is already planned out. But I can definitely promise that there are no endless misunderstandings in this novel, also no "sex" which is actually abuse or rape.

The night was as dark as ink as dark clouds covered the blue moon.
A loud thunder tore the silent night like a sharp blade, and raindrops as big as peas fell down from the dark sky.
Countless pedestrians rushed to their destinations, and the shops on the streets closed early. After a while, the streets were silent and empty of people.
The silence was broken after a few breaths’ time. A couple of hundred thousand men marched down the streets like hundreds of rivers flowing back into the ocean.
They gathered around and formed a tight black patch on the street.
Under the black umbrella were men with ferocious faces and cold expressions. None of them bothered to hide the weapons in their hands. They did not need to in the city. 
Their boss was the Underground King of the city, Mr. Big.
Whenever darkness covered the sky, the city belonged to them.
After that particular night, when the sun rose again, the city would belong to them as a whole. They were there to take out their only competition, the Sphendix Corporation.
With Sphendix out of the picture, they would be the sole dictator of the city. This was what their trust was built on.
As Kent gave an order, the men rushed towards the Sphendix Headquarters without delay.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A couple of rockets were launched towards the building’s big gate, a bright flame trailing behind them.
The iron gate was blown up to the sky after a couple hits.
The thick smoke sounded the alarm, which rang around the whole building, serving as a signal for Mr. Big’s men to rush in.
The men rushed in like tigers and wolves, taking all the vantage points with amazing speed. They covered each other and took formation in their charges, looking nothing like gangsters.
"Were they in the military? No, not the military! Although they have a similar fire power as the military, they have something special about them, something that could only be found in military-trained gang members!"
This was what Kieran thought as he watched Mr. Big’s men in action.
The righteousness of military men made them easy to recognize, but none of that righteousness could be found in those gang members but it was enough to make Kieran’s jaw drop.
He could only imagine Mr. Big’s dedication in training those gang members into military-like fighters.
Their heavy arsenals included rocket launchers and heavy machine guns, which Mr. Big had also given to Kieran beforehand. Kieran was sure that if it wasn’t for Sphendix, Mr. Big would have already taken over the city. That was the only reason Mr. Big wanted to kill Sphendix so bad.
Mr. Big would not waste an opportunity to do that, and that opportunity was before his eyes right now.
Mr. Big was inside the bulletproof limo, holding a glass of wine in his hand as Kieran sat across from him. He was looking at the flames burning the Sphendix Headquarters not far from his location. Mr. Big was exceptionally calm. He looked like he was just watching a firework show.
"My source has relocated Sphendix’s defensive power elsewhere. The building before us is completely empty. In twenty minutes, the Sphendix Headquarters will be mine!"  Mr. Big said in an unusually steadfast manner while tasting the wine in his glass.
Kieran did not give it a second thought. From the looks of things, this was the truth. Larry, on the other hand, was different. As soon as Mr. Big stopped talking, he started sucking up to him.
"Sphendix Corporation is nothing compared to your excellency! You are like the sun in the bright sky, and they are the bloody dirt in the drains! From this day on, the city will truly be yours! I hope that I can continue to conduct my business under your excellency's rule! Of course, I will follow all the rules and laws as a good, law-abiding citizen!" After a couple of words of flattery, Larry quickly showed his true intentions.
"If you are a friend of Mr. Kieran, you are a friend of mine as well! If you follow my rules, I’ll let you operate on my turf!"  Mr. Big said with generosity, considering Kieran’s reputation.
"You are as selfless as the sun! Thank you, my lord!" said Larry flatteringly. Of course, he had not forgotten the person he’d had to rely on the most. "Kieran, my best friend! I’ll take care of everything you said! Don’t worry, I’ll protect your belongings with my life!" Larry promised seriously. At least he looked serious.
Kieran knew that if anything actually happened, Larry would be the first to run for his life. Still, he had no one else to entrust his biggest reward in the dungeon to.
He couldn’t trust Mr. Big’s men.
If Kieran went all out and trusted Mr. Big with all his heart, a collaborator like him would eat him alive.  
Larry opened the door and disappeared quickly. After waiting for Larry’s figure to completely disappear and making sure that no one had followed him, Kieran turned around and looked at Mr. Big.
"When will you strike?" Mr. Big asked with a smile, shaking the glass in his hand.
"No need to rush things. We might not have an advantage, even if we strike first," Kieran said slowly.
Although he had almost figured out how the entire incident had played out, he still could not determine where the conversion circle was located inside the magic circle.
Considering the situation going down before Kieran, there was a high possibility that the conversion circle was in the Sphendix Headquarters, in the place only Sphendix and Paul had access to. 
However, that was just a possibility. Kieran was not entirely sure of the location, but since Mr. Big’s men were clearing the way for him, it would be a pity if he did not take advantage of it.
"I don’t understand how sorcerers fight, so I’ll just listen to you." Mr. Big kept smiling and shaking his wine glass. The car was filled with the aroma of his wine. Mr. Big understood Kieran’s way of thinking, but he did not care.
His main concern was eliminating his competition and conquering the entire city. Considering he had so many men at his disposal, a couple of deaths meant nothing to him.
However, Kieran was the kind of man Mr. Big wanted to recruit. He was unique and not known to the public yet.
"Sir Kieran, would you be interested in ruling the city with me?" Mr. Big asked.
"Ruling the city? That would be too troublesome…" 
Kieran was startled, but he rejected the offer immediately. As a player, it had never really crossed his mind. Even if it had though, it would have been too hard to do so. According to Kieran’s understanding, the only way to return to a specific dungeon would be by getting an SSS rating and initiating a special dungeon. There was no other way to do it. It was not something that he could easily achieve though, and he was not even sure if this was one of Mr. Big’s tests.
Before he could go on though, he felt a malicious gaze fixed on him. Out of instinct, Kieran looked outside the car window.
The rain blocked Kieran’s vision and compromised his hearing, but he was very familiar with the evil gaze targeting him. He was sure that it was not his imagination.
"What’s wro-" Mr. Big started to ask before he noticed the unusual look on Kieran’s face. 
Before he could finish, he felt the car turning upside down. To be more precise, the car was spinning out of control. Mr. Big could not control his body as he rolled with the car, looking extremely ugly.
Kieran managed to grab the handle with all his might, holding down his body as he looked outside the car window at the same time. 
A huge, monstrous figure appeared before him.







Welcome to a virtual underground game with no protection, full of lurking players who seek survival, power, and fortune. Kieran chose to enter this VRMMORPG game without hesitation, because he knew this was the only way for him to escape death’s grasp. Can he escape death in real life though, or will he end up dying inside the game? 

A brief moment of silence passed then a voice broke. 
"This is Antwon. He works for the family."
 Mr. Sunny was the first to speak but with a careless tone
After saying those words Mr. Sunny seemed a bit excited but not overall pleased he looked at Antwon again and said, 
"these men are partners and managers, you are already familiar with mr. Genova here," pointing to a slim man on black flat cap.
 "This man is mr. Miller and this is  mr Miller's cousin frankie, you will become more familiar with them in due time." With each introduction Sunny pointed to the men.
Antwon, simply nodded his head in recognition of their presence. He could already guess these men had important role to play in the affairs of the business of the Castile's. 
Once Sunny finished his introduction, he continued. Walking to a wall size plasma tv placed against the wall leading to the lobby. He switched it on and selected a random news channel.
"This is why I called you here, Antwon. This is the number one news in all the channels today." pointing to the tv which showed the scene of four dead bodies and other people in police uniform.
How!, Why is he telling me this, does he know I was there. How did he know I was involved. 
  Antwon was surprised, but he did well concealing his shock. However, his voice was already about catapulting what he was thinking, when he collected his thought and stopped himself. 
"Did you want to say something?" Sunny asked inquisitive–ly 
"No!" He replied.
He wanted to give mr. Sunny the chance to finish first before he said anything. 'Whatever the case he was not going to be pleased if he was been tracked, Moreover, how cold he not have noticed it if he was been spied on, the only way he may not know it is if they spied on him through technology such as Kiki'. However his mental deliberation was interrupted when  mr. Sunny continued.
"Four men tried to attack one of our business yesterday. The news you see now is the result of the failed attempt.
 Apparently the men had already successfully gotten inside, before they were killed by an unknown man. Whom we still do not know for Now. However, While we may know that this attack was planned by our rivals in business; the mecca gang, which we are obviously going to repay the favour to, we know nothing about the man who apparently saved the day, and brought police to our business. This is why I'm not happy; the service man at the cafe reported to me, that the man seemed to have a lot of information about our business. Which makes me unwell from heart ache when I think about it, because as the saying goes. The devil you know is better than the angel you do not know. Thus, this stranger–angel, who could be police! internal affairs! or special force! or even a member of a totally new rival! is our top priority, and a–must find, alive or dead!."
 It not until mr. Sunny finished that Antwon realise that he had not actually been made or tracked.
 He sighed as he relaxed. 
Mr. Sunny observed the body of Antwon who still kept a straight face and was now in a thinking pose; he was thinking about how mr.Sunny had said the unknown man has so much information, meaning all his derivative speculation to the waiter boy was actually fact. 
Mr. Sunny interrupted his thought again,
"what do you think, the witness's said he took out the four guys in less than ten seconds. Ten seconds! I've never heard of it in my life!. This guy is a fucking pro! That's the reason you're going to be the one to handle this guy. 
 You're the only one I can trust, It is going to be you who delivers him to me, dead or alive!. Can you do that." 
At this point Antwon almost felt like bursting into laughter, but because of his condition his face could only tighten and grin. It was simply too ridiculous to put him incharge of catching himself. 
He felt obligated to tell them that he was the one at the cafe that night, but somehow decided not to tell.     
   since he was going to be paid, 'why not make the extra cash from the expedition, also mr. Sunny really seemed impressed by the fact that the mysterious man only used less than ten seconds to kill four men'.
How awesome mr. Sunny must think he is if he told him the truth.
 He somehow didn't  want anybody to have too much of an impression about him. Afterall, mr. Sunny had so much opinion about him he really didnt see any need to escalate his opinions.
"Sunny. I–ugh—i" 
stuttering,
 "would like for us to retaliate on the mecca gang as soon as possible. Now. That we have momentum and someone that is competent as Antwon." Mr. Genova spoke not seeming convinced. "we should take this opportunity to strike at them and if possible annihilate them completely." He paused clapping his fist against his palm, then continued, "they had your brother killed in prison, those muderfuckers! They haven't even heard from us yet! And still they have the guts to attack our business! Its obvious they need to be reminded they're just mere dogs in comparison to us, they should be taught a lesson, or dont you agree?" 
"I think Genova is right, Castile family should strike back now."
"Sunny!"
"Sunny!."  Mr. Miller called when he noticed Sunny's odd facial expression. Mr. Sunny seemed to have sunk in deep thought, he was totally not present. It was the repeated call of mr. Miller that jolted him back to consciousness. He soared his sight round the room until it fell on the still, and very calm Antwon, 
"What do you think we should do?" 
from where the four men sat, Antwon who was standing looked like a god, no wonder mr. Sunny felt his opinion was needed.  
Mr. Sunny's face was dull again, he appeared helpless, as if in a dilemma, it was noticeable that he dreaded war with the mecca gang even though his Castile's gang was the biggest. 
"I'm employed to kill for you. I wouldn't mind working a bit." Antwon retorted.
Even though Antwon didnt give any concrete reply, however, he suggested willingness to work, which was enough for Sunny to decide to send in the torpedo.
". . . ."
After a moment of silence, a voice broke the air, "so where do we strike!..."
The voice summited total cluelessness, it was mr.Miller that spoke.
"What do you want. To make a statement?" Antwon replied.
The heads of the three men including Sunny nodded heavily to concur. 
Then Sunny added, "we have Intel on their main business, where they keep their virtual finances. If we can hit them there, it'll be best, we already have the master plan of the building, so planning a sneak attack won't be difficult." At the time sunny finished, he waved his hand to gesture to the chauffeur standing at the lobby to bring in the document with the plan. 
"The place is heavily guarded though, but if we sent forty men including you Antwon, considering it'll be a sneak attack we might be able to weigh down on them."
"If that's the case, i can't participate, I do not mix well with people. So If I'm going to participate it'll be a one man job, that means only I will go in alone." Antwon refuted while his figure relaxed onto the arms of a couch nearby, his eyes were shining bright, his face still without any break gave a feeling of coldness, anyone could easily notice his unusual blue eyes were like those of a cold blooded killer lynx.
"Antwon if you want to go alone, it'll be very difficult, you will not come back alive, and you'll alert them of our plans which will make them surely reinforce that place, it's best you work with our men, don't you think?" 
 Mr. Sunny was just trying to convince Antwon so his head was slightly depressed and his shoulder fell.
"No! I don't think it's best to work with your men." 
Antwon's figure looked unyielding. He got up from the couch, took the document holding the plan and made ready to leave.
"If you think I will die if I go alone, well then, we'd see about that."
 He said then Left the mansion immediately. Leaving the four men stunned.

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