"What the actual fuck?" Arnold cursed under his breath."If you really want to buy the stock, you gotta pay the money," one of the three investors said, derision dripping through his voice."But, I don't have that amount. I can pay half of that," the business man they were discussing with begged."I don't think you're ready to buy the stocks. Maybe you should take a walk out of here and return when you're ready," another of the big three investors added.Arnold balled his hands into fists. The more he listened to them, the more annoyed he got in his spirit.From his vantage point, shrouded in darkness, he watched them now, trying to get as much of their physical description as he could. The light in their corner of the VVIP section was blue and low, but he could make them out after getting acquainted with it for a while.Two of them looked big and burly. They looked like younger versions of the men he'd seen at the VIP section. The only distinguishing factors he could tell was that t

Arnold's smirk didn't last too long. Soon enough, it faltered. Liquid dripped from his lips to his chin.Was that blood?He reached up and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.He looked at it and found that it was, indeed, blood.What the hell? He thought.Aggravated now, he balled his hands into fists and threw his first punch, aiming straight for the big guy's jaw.Something shocking happened next. He hit air.The big guy was big and had a pot belly, but he was so damn quick. He moved swiftly, dodging Arnold's punch and immediately returning it with a punch of his own.Arnold moved a few feet back from the hit. The big guy got him hard to the the point that he felt the impact in his gut.He could see the smirk on the man's face now.He laughed and spat on the floor, ready to get down to work. He'd started this and there was no backing down now.He took on a fighting stance, just like he'd seen in the movies and closed his eyes for a second, activating the boxing skill.[Boxing

Jia stepped over the threshold of her house and locked the door. From her sharp movements, it was clear that she was angry about something.She moved with a certain precision that could cut through steel, even.Arnold was no different from the rest. Why on Earth had she thought he was? All she'd thought she'd seen that day while conversing with him in his car was all a lie. He was just as disgusting as the other men she'd come in contact with at her father's office.She'd given him a specific date, complete with a time and how they were supposed to meet, but where was he? Nowhere in sight. He was supposed to drive her to a far distance as agreed and he was supposed to arrive to pick her up early so they could beat the traffic caused by commuters.Now, Arnold was not only nowhere in sight, but when she'd called him, some girl had answered his phone and informed her that Arnold was very tired from last night and asleep. She'd stressed the phrase, very tired. Jia knew what that meant and

Jia welcomed the silence. It lasted throughout the remaining part of the journey and she enjoyed the space it gave her to think about their destination.She was going to visit someone she had not seen in a long while -- her maternal grandma’s younger sister, that is, her grand aunt. After her grandma’s death, she was the only other person remaining that was related to her later mother’s family, save for a few cousins she was no longer actively in touch with. Hence, she made it a habit to visit her grand aunt as much as she could.Sweet Mrs Ling would have missed her thoroughly. She had decided to keep on living in this remote village far from the city and far from Jia, which shortened Jia’s amount of visits, because she had to properly plan ahead before visiting.Jia had told her grand Aunt countless times, to move to the city with her, but the old woman always refused, insisting that she wanted to spend the rest of her life in the comfort of her village, farming and weaving baskets.

The next day passed by in a jiffy. It was long and dreadful, but nothing as new and shocking as the first time working all day in the sun had been. He could see that he'd tanned and he wasn't complaining. It would increase his sexy appeal. But, would he even be interested in flings when he went back to the city? He didn't think so, but he couldn't also predict his sexual thirst.Finally (and it couldn't come any faster), it was the last night of their very impromptu, very peculiar stay at Jia's grand aunt's home.Jia was arranging her things in her traveling bag carefully while Arnold stuffed the shirts he'd ordered online into his small laptop bag. He'd ordered some shirts after having to wear one sweaty shirt for too damn long. Jia had laughed at him when he finally got the new shirts, changed into them, and sighed like he'd quenched some inner thirst. He'd gotten so good at ordering clothes online, so it came in his exact size. He'd, however, forgotten to order a traveling bag, so