Denver stood to his feet and was about to run, when a muffled voice yelled to him. He looks around and sees a man inside the car looking directly at him, reaching his hand out.Denven, without a thought of hesitation, sprints to help the man.People gathered around at the scene and the sound of sirens was nearing. Denven couldn't care less if the officers accused him, his mind was fixed on saving the poor man inside the car.Swinging open the driver's car, he sees the man laying on his chest flat on the dashboard. His suit was bloody and a few cuts were bleeding out rapidly. Just then, a loud thump was heard and the engine at the front was smoking.Everyone erupted in screaming and crying in panic. Denven, on the other hand, was fueled with determination. He took out the man's seatbelt and hung him on his shoulder easily.Denven hurriedly ran to safety at the next corner and put the injured man on the ground. The police arrived in time and the car exploded immediately. Everyone watche

"I'm sorry, sorry.." Denven says, holding on to his laughs. Mark looks at him confused, his eyes glaring unto Denven."What's so funny?" Mark asks, his jolly self disappearing from his face. Denven felt tense, uneasy thinking how rude he was for laughing at the poor man."I'm sorry, but why do you need me as your bodyguard?" Denven smiled, trying to bring back the light atmosphere."People like me get in trouble intentionally, because of my position and ownership of the resort. I am also friends with like minded business, but you wouldn't understand that because of where you came from" Mark starts, making Denven bite his inner cheek to control himself not to talk back."At the time of the accident, someone tweaked my car to cause it to be faulty" Mark sternly says, seriousness plastered on his face."I do not have time for someone to joke about my life's protection" He glared daggers at Denven, uneasy on his seat he looked down embarrassed."People have an initial fear of someone as y

"I know you've said before that personal matters are left out the door, but with that and financial problems…" He lingers off, trying to contain his tears from leaking."I have to find another job that has a bigger salary" his voice cracks, not sure if his boss notices."I truly understand, Denven, but if you change your mind and decide to come back-" Denven looks up in disbelief at the big man who sat across from him."Beangelic Coffee will always open its arms to you, no matter the case may be" The gruffy round man smiles warmly at Denven while comfortingly pats his shoulder."I can put you in a managerial position, have you been paid twice… Please Denven" he ushers Denven, trying to have him stay."The pay would still be by hour, but instead of $2, you can be paid 4" Denven sat there, thinking if he should. But not only was he going to shoulder his mother's hospital bills, he had to pay for the apartment rent and utilities. Much to his willingness to stay, he shook his head and sig

Denven turns without moving from his spot and looks around the dining hall patiently. From the corner of his eye he sees a silhouette of the same girl from his first day here at the mansion. The girl walked over to him, her hair tied in a messy bun and a thick book in her hand. She wore a satin nightgown with lace trimmed robe that fell to her knees. She caught him staring at her and raised an eyebrow at him, and rang the buzzer. A different staff member looks out and sees Denven and the girl. The staff smiled at the girl and stood patiently waiting for her orders."Goodevening Lady Mia, what would you like for tonight?" The staff sweetly asks, taking out a notepad from behind her pocket."I'll have a chicken caesar salad in a big bowl, a glass of water and a cupcake. Have it brought to the library before 12" the girl orders which the staff nods after writing it down. Denven stood there watching Mia's every move as she walked away and disappeared as she turned to the stairway. The