Arnold sat down comfortably by the chair, staring at the encrusted diamond gift box in his hands, his thoughts darting towards the beautiful image of Jia. Impulsively, his lips twitched in smile, as all the memories they’d had together right from the moment he set eyes on her, began flooding his memory. He couldn't allude their adventures to Romeo and Juliet, neither could he say they were Bonnie and Clyde, but all inference excluded, he was made to realize that there was no one in the world, he could propose to other than Jia.Fuck, he loved her! So strongly, and he couldn’t wait to make her his wife and the mother of his children. Infact there was no one whom he’d rather spend the whole of his life with, then her. A slight anxiety filled his skin, as he thought about the outcome of the proposal. 'What if she rejects me?' Arnold thought to himself, but soon placed all the worries behind him. His mind was already made up, as he planned on proposing to Jia soon. Probably tomorrow.
"Already eight?" Jia whispered to herself, glancing at the clock adorning her office wall. With a slight sigh, she packed her belongings into her luxurious bag.Just before leaving her spacious office, she stole another glance at the clock; it now read 8:04 pm. The day had seemingly flown by, leaving her with a sense of its brevity. "A fast day, indeed," she mused.As she walked through the corridor connecting her office to the reception area, an unexplainable unease tugged at her subconscious. Something felt amiss, causing a tingling sensation down her spine.Her keen eyes scanned the surroundings, and she quickly noticed the unusual hush that had settled upon the usually bustling hall, especially at this time of day. It should be normally abuzz with hospital staff, this corridor was eerily devoid of any soul, leaving her feeling both perplexed and slightly unnerved.Despite the strangeness of the situation, Jia remained composed and continued her walk, suppressing her curiosity momen
Arnold tenderly placed soft kisses on Jia's cheeks and forehead, savoring each touch before his lips finally found hers, yearning and begging for a kiss.With a gentle bite on her upper lip, he initiated a passionate French kiss, their desire intertwining with a tantalizing force. The intensity of their connection grew as Arnold seductively explored the depths of her mouth with his tongue, evoking a longing that left her legs trembling with anticipationHaving left the hospital as newly engaged lovers, they found themselves back in Arnold's hotel room; a place where he had lodge in order to carry out and oversee this magnificent proposal, consumed by an insatiable hunger for each other, much like predators captivated by an irresistible prey.The bedroom's initial chilliness didn't last long, quickly giving way to an atmosphere ignited by their burning desires.As his passion impatiently swells, Arnold begins to unbutton her blouse, and in that moment, he allows his recent memories to u
As Lucas sat down in Mr. Black's office, he commented, "You've got a very nice place," all the while trying to ignore the excruciating pain that was engulfing his entire body.He was in a raging state of rage, but he did care about cultivating his fleeting relationship with Mr. Black, even if that meant spitting out a few compliments, which of course infuriated him. He did this because he wanted to make the most of the time he had with Mr. Black. "Uh... Thanks. Mr. Black said with a mocking tone of sarcasm, "I paid for it."Lucas was aware that Mr. Black was being sarcastic, but he chose to ignore it because there was already a great deal for him to be concerned about at the moment. In addition to that, he was too excited to find out what the future held for their new collaboration."Anyway..." Lucas said, "I believe we need not waste too much time on formality and should get on with our business of the day.""I am listening. Then, shall we begin with some breaking news, will we?"Wh
Arnold's day had been nothing short of monotonous, a single word that aptly described the tedium he endured at the headquarters.Early in the morning, he had arrived, hoping for something engaging to occupy his time. However, it seemed as though the universe conspired to thwart any possibility of excitement.'I'd have some fun if these bodyguards weren't so lifeless and uninteresting,' he mused, inwardly yearning for a spark of amusement. 'What does a man have to do to liven up this place?'Little did he know that his wish was about to come true. A sudden loud thud echoed from outside the building's gates, followed by the alarming symphony of gunshots and shattering glass. The tranquil atmosphere shattered alongside the windowpanes.It was only then that Arnold realized what had happened, and what his life was about to become.Before he could comprehend the gravity of the situation, his office door burst open, and his bodyguards hastily stormed in, disrupting his train of thought.It w
Arnold’s blood boiled with anger, and a mixture of confusion and disappointment all at once. He blinked his eyes so many times, even pinching his arms as if trying to make sense of the situation but Mr Black still stood before him, gun pointed at Rocky, who in turn had his own gun trained on Arnold. Just one pull of the trigger from Rocky, and Arnold knew he was dead meat.No! He couldn’t let that happen. Infact this whole thing was not supposed to be happening in the first place."Mr Black…" Arnold breathed, shaking his head in utter disbelief, "Is this really you? What the actual fuck is going on? How and what are you doing h…”Mr Black cut in, asking calmly. “You mean to ask me what I’m doing here? Is that even a goddamn question? Are you blind, or can’t you see?”“I…Mr Black…We… You cannot j…”“Oh as a matter of fact I can. I can do anything I want to do and not even you can stop me, young man.” Mr Black’s face twisted into something almost cruel, as he finished talking. The loo
Arnold was aware that he could not remain on the defensive indefinitely, especially with these men gradually moving closer to him. He could either exit the building through the door or continue down the hallway. Both options were available to him. However, Arnold's goal was not to flee the scene.It was to kill Mr. Black; rolling outside the building may have been the best course of action to take shelter, but now he needed to find his way back to the office, and in order to do that, he needed to pass these men. The mission was to kill Mr. Black.Arnold prepared himself for the next action he was about to do by taking a long, deep breath and then releasing it slowly. Even though it was risky, it was the only option to make way for travelers.He checked the remaining ammunition in his gun and then retracted the pistol he was holding before bursting out into the open as quickly as he could.The sound of boom bang bang bangA series of loud bangs can be heard.Angel is going to go bang ba
As Lucas administered punch after violent blow to the man who was lying hopelessly on the ground, he could feel his heart hammering in his chest. The victim was unable to defend himself.Lucas paid no attention to the cut that ran across the man's cheek or the blood that dripped from it, which stained both his shirt and his jeans. Instead, he drove his fist into the man's ribs as hard as he could with every bit of muscle he possessed. Each blow he delivered was propelled by wrath and despair, and he felt the weight of the situation crushing down on him like an insurmountable load. Because Mr. Black insisted that he would be the one to deal with Arnold, and Lucas was relegated to the supporting role, he was forced to stifle the emotional whirlwind that raged inside him. He had no choice but to do so. Having to deal with leftovers like these. And he wouldn't go so far as to say that he enjoyed it, but damn did he take pleasure in the fact that he could punch and kill anybody got in his