The tale begins...⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛A new year. Another full year of living an uneventful, peaceful life.This was on the thoughts of one Alice Heather Littman as she stared out of her cheap, one person apartment balcony. White smoke billowed in the distance as the young adult stretched her lithe body for the day ahead, mismatched ruby and sapphire eyes gazing out into the metal-filled landscape. Living in the more industrialized district of the city, she was used to the towering chimneys and sterile white factories that surrounded the small apartment building. Granted, Nancaan wasn't exactly known for its sprawling suburban domiciles and cleaner than not clean air, but it still sported small, leftover communities, ones untouched by the rapid industrialization of the district."Hnggggg...." The spectacled woman moaned as some of her bones cracked comfortably into place. "That never gets old."Not in the same way that she can get old at least. Having just turned 26 last month, the young adult
"Hey, did you hear? It's the same as last week.." "Yeah.. They found another one up north near Downtown. Heart gone and everything.""Yikes. That's pretty near us too.."Heather tried her best to enjoy her small afternoon break in peace, ignoring the hushed whispers of some of her colleagues as she munched on a lame piece of white bread. The snacking teacher never really paid too much attention about the going ons of the city anymore, having found that news about killings and other random incidents always made her mood drop considerably."Hey, Heather." A fellow teacher whispered from the left side of their conjoined desks, her short brown hair failing to hide its owner's electric blue eyes. "Aren't you worried? That's pretty close to your place isn't it?""Not really." Why should she be worried? "It's not like I walk the streets in the middle of the night." "Still! You never know Heather." The brown-haired gal protested, left hand chastising the redhead while the other continued to
A small glimpse...⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛In a certain office building in Downtown Midas, a fairly handsome man sat comfortably behind his posh desk, a wine glass on one hand as he read a printed out itinerary on the other. The clear walls behind the man displayed a sprawling cityscape, a playground for the rich and powerful to play with."Hmmm..." A nine o'clock meeting with the stockholders.. Rounds by the docks at eleven.. "A fairly standard rundown."Dio Panagopolous was a simple man by his standards. Everyday, the black-haired Chief Operating Officer of the Alexandria Shipping Company would wake up in his penthouse just above his office at exactly 5 AM on the dot, followed by a strict regimen of daily exercises to maintain his adonis-like figure. By 6 AM the COO would take a brief shower
Time moves forward...⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛"I hate sports."The Nancaan Elementary School's 25th Foundation Day was currently in full swing. All throughout the school grounds, various games and athletic events were being played out in front of Heather's bespectacled eyes. The teacher sat on the bleachers of the school's roofed basketball court, her head propped up on one hand as she turned her attention back to the court, lazily watching her boys take on their opponents from their sister class of 5-A."Don't be such a sourpuss Helly!" Beside the skulking redhead, a familiar brunette coaxed, her endless amounts of energy unbound not only by her lack of a proper teacher's uniform. "I know for a fact you'd kill it out there if you tried!"A faint smile colored Heat
"Okay, kids!" Heather shouted with a commanding tone, her once meek voice now capable of carrying authority through experience. "Line up according to height!"The redhead put her hands on her jacket's pockets as she watched her children do their thing, the boys and girls of 5-B displaying a heightened level of discipline and attentiveness. The proud teacher almost felt a tear escape her sapphire eye; she loved them so much right now.The roofed basketball court was packed, students of various grades and sizes all lining up in front of the stage that was built on to the side of the court. It was decorated with the customary school colors of peach and black as balloons and drapes decorated the elevated platform. A big popped out lettering stood out at the back wall of the stage, displaying in bold letters 'Nancaan Elementary School's 25th Foundation Day!'Kind of
"Alice Heather Littman, sir."Sapphire eyes lit up the more Dio knew more about the ravishing maiden in front of him. The COO never thought that he would find exceptional beauty in such an insignificant location, having previously planned off of doing his nightly excursion for the week due to the sudden intrusion on his schedule. But simply seeing such crimson red locks, along with her slender physique, not to mention her different colored irises, this woman was possibly the rarest beauty in all of Midas!"How exquisite,"Dio could barely contain his euphoria as he drank in every inch of her form. Keen eyes lingered from the woman's slender legs, to her jacket covered body. The teacher was blushing furiously, red and blue firmly transfixed against his own sapphire orbs.His breath hitche
"I hope that I'll be worth your while."Heather watched as the uncanny man in the suit left the court with an elegant gait, his ebony hair fluttering on nonexistent wind as he disappeared through the school gate. All the while, Alexa never stopped judging her initial attempt at rebuffing the suspicious COO, dragging her all the way to the women's bathroom to avoid the incredulous stares from both students and fellow faculty. While she did admit that he was fairly attractive, the redhead was no stranger to underlying motives."What were you thinking Helly?!"The confounded teacher ignored her friend's outburst in favor of focusing on the slightly molded tiles of the small washroom. Why her of all people? It's not like she's any more beautiful than her currently annoying colleague. Was it her eyes? Her hair? Hell, she didn't even talk to the man at least once bef
Time moves forward...⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛"I have a bad feeling about this."Heather muttered to herself as she studied her appearance in the mirror. Currently wearing a blue, long-sleeved one-piece business dress that ended just below her knees, milky white legs slipped on her chosen thick, black leggings as her mind came back to that unnerving Tuesday morning.Having agreed to this farce of a date out of pity for her friend, Heather had astronomically low expectations about the outcome of her brief excursion. Maybe a dry conversation here, a sickeningly sweet compliment there, the redhead could already imagine what she could expect from the uncanny COO that was Dio Panagopolous."Just this once Heather.." The impeccably dressed woman muttered to h
It's over! It's finally over!- E-eherm..Well wasn't this a trainwreck of a story.Heartstrings was supposed to be over well over a month ago. If it weren't for an arbitrary chapter and word count requirement, as well as poor planning, this thing would've been done in just over 80 to 90k words just like its predecessor. Now, at the very least, I had some takeaways from writing this thing, so do keep in mind that this serves as both a gigantic author's note and as a reflection for me to read as well.Let's get started, shall we?I never expected to write this kind of story in the first place; one that involved CEO bullshit that I always saw dominating the recommended pages of literary sites. In fact, this tale wasn't even on the master timeline that I always referred to in my note. It just... materialized in my head, per
The CEO's Son is a Serial Killer
Time moves forward. And while this tale slowly comes to an end, their stories continue on their own...⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛A new dawn... A new day...Another day of her miraculous third shot at a normal life.*"Top stories tonight; the Alexandria Heir's killer still at large, Kardia's impact, and the 2016 Mollucan National Elections."*Walking across her living room, one Heather Littman ignored the blaring news coverage being shown on her TV in favor of brewing a small cup of tea. Repeatedly dipping the tea bag in her mug, the English teacher wistfully sighed as she checked the date on the calendar."First week of March, huh..." the red-haired teacher muttered to herself as she sipped on her common beverage. "Summer's almost here..."&nEpilogue
"Goodbye, Dio. And good riddance."Charlie couldn't believe it. Ms. Littman actually defeated the monster! She was so strong! He had been hiding behind the crates despite hearing his homeroom teacher's voice, but he had been watching the fight go on from the sidelines...And it was so cool!He didn't know why Ms. Littman started acting the way she did, but it just made her more badass as she went along and hit the old man right on the legs and arms! If he wasn't safe when she just showed up, then he was essentially home free once she downed the man entirely.He could finally go home! Lina actually got help!With a goofy smile on his face, Charlie finally emerged from his hiding spot in favor of getting to his beloved teacher's side. She'll be so surprised when he shows up with minimal injuri
It was going so well!*WHOOSH!*At one moment, he was in complete, and total control. His subject was clearly terrified; holding onto a piece of metal pipe like her life depended on it. She was flustered, stuttering even! The revelation of his side-activities even seemed to put her more off-balance as he made his approach!*WHOOSH! WHOOSH!*Then all of a sudden, his subject swung the pipe at him, clearly aiming for his head! Even now, he was doing his best to dodge as he carefully backed away from the blushing woman. Did he do something wrong?*WHOOSH! CLANG!*A resounding clang echoed throughout the warehouse as his subject's pipe collided with a stray metal cabinet. Any other woman would've been hurting if their arms rattled with such a force, but Dio could only watch as his blushing teacher simply went on like nothing even happened.What was this woman made of?"Why are you running?~" Heather
"Charlie?!"Heather called out to the proverbial ether as she stepped inside the suspiciously lit warehouse. With every intrepid step, her instincts screamed at her to always look behind her back, and she was more than ready to heed its advice.'Keep an eye out...'Nodding to herself as she fully entered the building, the teacher noted the surprisingly chilly air within, as well as the open lights that illuminated the area. It was clear that the warehouse was currently being used."Charlie?"Delving deeper into the warehouse, she couldn't help but feel that danger was just around the corner; her heart hammering with excitement as she cautiously turned another corner. Her right hand itched with anticipation; practically nagging at her to take some sort of makeshift weapon with her in case the
He was late. Livid, and late."BRAT!"Dio found himself screaming in anger just as he finished checking the time on his phone. It was already past seven, and he had yet to do the things that he wanted to do for the day. He hadn't dumped his refuse out of his car, he hadn't made headway on his later responsibilities, he hadn't even begun trying to tie up another loose end that he had to shut up.For fuck's sake, he could go on!*CRASH! CRASH!*He never managed to eat his breakfast at six, take a shower at six-thirty, or even read the newspaper by this time of day. His entire day was already thrown off schedule with this minor stunt, but it would be totally thrown off the window if the brat continued to evade his ire.*CRASH! THUD!*"Fu
"Yoohoo!~ Mr. Dio?~"It had been a few minutes since Helly had begun her search on the massive place that was the Alexandria Docks. The constant walking was uncharacteristically getting her feet sore despite being relatively short, but she supposed that that was because she hadn't done some long-distance walking in good a while."Anybody here?~"It was kind of nostalgic, to be quite honest; doing some basic searching for someone that she absolutely loathed. Quite the thrill, especially after years of boring schoolwork and teaching.'We love teaching...'But it never compared to the rush and satisfaction of removing scum off the streets~ She knew in the back of her mind that her rationale was screaming at her to stop, but her right hand was just aching to be let loose on someone that truly de