After Violet bought all kinds of snacks sold in the stalls along the street, Ryan insisted they ride the London Eye.
They sat in the passenger capsule, which he managed to buy so that the entire ride they would be by themselves. The view was enchanting, he smiled to himself. It was a first – everything seemed to be a first for him. He had a dreamy look on his face.
However, what captivated his attention the most was how the blue and green interchanging lights of the Ferris wheel looked against Violet’s soft skin, shining back on the glow she had on. For all of her rejection, Violet at least enjoyed the view she had from there.
As far as their eyes could go, the beauty of London sprawled before them. Big Ben, some castle he couldn’t name, and Thames smoothly submerged in the background, blending in the evening lights engulfing London beneath the orange setting hues of the sky.
Noticing the lack of people in the other capsule, Violet gave
She saw a boy right across the tall wire fence in the small woods she played in the afternoon. He hid behind a tree, perhaps hoping she wouldn't notice him."I see you."The bush rustled beside the tree."Are you shy?""Why would I?"She heard him, but he still hid behind the tree, peeking to get a glimpse of her."Because you never saw a girl as pretty as me," she said, voice loud and clear, a little smugly, so he couldn't detect her nervousness.The boy laughed so hard, little hands clutching his stomach as he stepped away from the tree. She knew why he was shy then. He missed a tooth. "My teacher is prettier than you.""Oh, yeah? Clearly, you haven't met my little brother then!" She said, eager to tell him about the one-year-old baby in her home."I don't believe you.""Hmph!" She squinted her blue eyes, trying to get a good look at the boy.He had dark hair, contrasting her own blonde strands. She didn'
The police continued to investigate Jared Crowne and the underground fighting club, Exhibit X. Still trending on number two in the UK, the operation involved several known investigators, but none of them couldn’t get far after a week.While watching an interview with Jared – who used the hospital as an excuse to make himself appear weak and innocent – Ryan lamented TEETS’ latest report.[You have failed Mission Heart-Thief.][You receive no reward.][Failed Mission: 1/3.]Ryan sat straighter on his kitchen stool, asking, “What do you mean by that?”[If Host fails 3 Mission, a punishment will be issued.]“Punishment?” Ryan asked, “How come you never told me about that?”[TEETS will only reveal information if it concerns Host’s current situation.]He grumbled, slumping on the kitchen island with his face on his folded arms. “What’s the punishment
A fair-skinned woman was seen boarding an airplane to France wearing a bomber jacket and mid-thigh shorts. She looked like any other passenger, except if ones looked under her black hat, they’d find a beautiful blonde who often appears in Hollywood movies and series. Besides that, she’d easily blend with the crowd.Of course, what happened right now was not what she had in mind.“Ugh, why should we sit in business class?” a woman’s voice was heard, a little loud for the passengers three seats away from her.“They said all seats in first class are booked.” A man’s voice this time was also just as loud.“I mean, why do we have to fly now? I bet we can get first class in a later flight.”“Jared said we have to get out of London now before situation get worse.”“Worse? That’s the more reason we should stay here with him. Don’t you think so, Violet?”
There was a boy who lived on the other side of the small woods behind her grandfather's house.Violet knew that, remembered that. She just didn't know who that boy was. The talk with Ryan a few days ago bothered her that much. He said he knew her and her late grandfather. He was the boy living in the other house behind the small woods.The boy with the missing tooth.The boy who she used to play with.Could it really be Ryan all along?But the name – Violet was sure it wasn't Ryan Wilder. The name tasted like an alien, it was foreign to her mind, and even her memory loss didn't erase that strangeness. Who could it be?Ryan refused to tell the name, the one he owned that only he knew.Perhaps her late grandfather knew.Oh, he must know about it. Why else would her grandfather ask her to marry a homeless man who lived by eating trash and sleeping with rats? Even if he saved her grandfather's life, then his gratitude shouldn
The first thing Ryan did when he arrived in Paris was to get a place to stay.‘Just a hotel room, okay?’ Ryan thought to himself. ‘I don’t want to accidentally acquire a whole hotel like last time.’[Understood.][Search for five-star hotels within 30 miles radius.]‘Too far. Search for 10 miles radius.’[Understood.][Hotel found.]‘Book for a week, no need for a presidential suit.’[Booking Palace of Venus for seven days on process.][Booking success.]“Good job.”“Who are you talking to?”Ryan turned his head sharply, not aware that he just talked to TEETS out loud. Violet was scrutinizing him, blue eyes narrowing almost like a glare. He cleared his throat, saying, “No one.”Violet didn’t believe him.“What, you think I never speak to myself before?” He feigned ignorance,
Violet had a photoshoot for a catalogue today. With Florent, unfortunately. Ryan could easily ignore that and not come to the studio, but as Violet’s manager, he must be there. No matter what. The last time he didn’t come with Violet to her shoot, a certain arsehole dragged him to an underground fight club and beat him to a pulp with audiences cheering around them. He wouldn’t let anything like that happen again. True, he got Danger Void, which makes any physical attacks unable to land on him. He was invincible as long as he was healthy, to begin with. That being said, here he was, standing behind some photographer in a pretty big studio in the middle of Paris. At least, the photographer’s back blocked the view under the spotlight, where Florent was posing like the narcissistic androgynous fuck boy that he was. Ryan crossed his arms and tapped his fingers in annoyance. He couldn’t wait to leave this place and just stroll in the city with his wife. The sunset here must be good. At l
“You’re out of your way!”Violet shouted, and Ryan pretended he did not hear that.“Listen to me, you scum!”Ryan turned his neck, staring at Violet’s heated blue eyes with his calming brown. Oh, well. Violet was grabbing his shirt collar, of course, he couldn’t pretend. Who was he kidding, anyway?Still, he could at least try to ignore her. Although he had a 0.01% chance of success in that matter. But why was the Crowne so obsessed with grabbing his shirt collar? Florent did that exact same thing just five minutes ago, how did he end up in this same situation with Violet now?“What did you do to Jared, you scum?! Are you happy that he’s in police custody now?”Right.Jared and his illegal drugs. How could he forget?“Happy?” Ryan repeated, letting his lips form a sly smile just for the blonde beauty before him to see. “Of course, I’m happy. I&r
Oh, shit.Ryan cursed himself internally as he pulled on his dark hair, staring blankly at the mirror in front of him. He certainly knew what he wanted but did not know what to do.Double fucking shit.Of course, asking Violet for a date in exchange for him to stop what he was playing with Jared was a good idea.Please, mind the sarcasm. Ryan wasn't that bright, to begin with. At least, not for his own good.That said, late afternoon, Ryan rode the elevator to the hotel lobby. Humming to himself to erase his nervousness, he walked to the couches around the lobby. Some people turned their heads at him, noticing how his bright yellow Pikachu watch clashed against his black shirt and navy jeans. Self-conscious, Ryan sat on the couch with his arms crossed on his chest.The big, lavish clock behind the receptionists showed that it was almost five. Violet should be here any second now. If she didn't back down, for sure. However, she wouldn't dare