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It was time for dinner, but Emily couldn’t even glance in Richard’s direction without turning bright red. She could still vividly recall how he had nearly seduced her earlier. That devil in a black suit, matching pants, leather shoes, and slicked-back hair was already captivating enough—exhilarating, even. But seeing him with just a towel covering his lower body? That was beyond tempting. Whatever he had been planning, however, was abruptly cut short when Nate called. Emily had to take a deep breath and compose herself before answering. Her brother was just checking in on her, asking how she was doing and what she thought of the Philippines so far. He mentioned wanting to visit the country himself since they both had the same purpose for traveling—to help others. Kindness, it seemed, ran deep in their blood. But when Nate brought up Richard, his tone shifted. He warned her, over and over, not to let him take advantage of her. His words caught Emily so off guard that she fe

The plane landed, and the moment Emily set foot on Philippine soil, she felt refreshed all over her body. It was one of her dream destinations, and even though the weather was hot and humid, she brushed it off because she was enjoying roaming her eyes around and taking in the view. She was even smiling at everyone she met eyes with. The residents were clearly perplexed and stunned, but they warmly returned her smiles, which Emily appreciated so much. "Someone's excited." Alias suddenly showed up beside her, smirking like an idiot. "And someone's fuming mad." Emily glanced over at Richard, who was behind them. His forehead was creased, his lips were thinned, and his jaw was clenched—he seemed like he was about to explode at any moment. Emily bit her lip. Her boss was acting that way because one of the staff on the plane earlier had accidentally spilled juice on Richard's coat. It was an accident, but he had kept cursing to no end, and Emily had to be an anger absorber for

Emily woke up fazed, she thought she's still in her bed at her home. But she realized the situation when she looked around, she's sitting and beside her is Richard driving with a completely straight face. She bit her lower lip, thinking of the best thing to do. 'Why didn't he wake me up? Am I fired now? Just because of sleeping?' Her forehead creased 'nah, that's too absurd,' her attention drew back to the person driving beside her. His side profile is alluring enough so she couldn't take her eyes off him. Those sharp jaws were surely deadly! Emily caught her breath when Richard suddenly gazed in her direction. Seeing Emily awake and taken aback, he raised his brow, "sleep some more, the airport is still far from here. I'll just wake you up once we reach it" She clicked her tounge, wondering what had gotten into her boss–Richard, for him to be this kind and allow her to sleep. It's been two minutes but Richard still feels the stare coming from his passenger, Emily's not even bl

Emily was shaking inwardly, her thoughts were consuming her as she ate cup noodles with her younger brother. "Earth to Emily," Nate, her brother, who was lying on the ground, partially leaning on the wall, caught her attention."Y-yes?" He blinked at her. "I was talking for ten minutes straight, and you haven't heard a thing?" Nate was looking at her knowingly. "What's bothering you, sis, hmm?" He leaned forward, his eyes filled with concern.If she were to describe her brother, she'd say adorable. Nate was already eighteen years old and he's one of those popular boys at school, not only because of his looks but also because of his charm and intelligence. But in front of her – his sister – he was a baby. He was pouting at her for not answering his question."Tell me, are you having a hard time at work? Did anyone bully you?" He suddenly turned serious, so Emily poked his cheek. "As if anyone can bully me." Nate nodded in agreement, "True," then he whispered, "because I'll punch th

It's been three days since Emily started working under the CEO, Richard Beaufort Cooper.That fact alone was astonishing for Richard. Not just because it has been three days, but because Emily really stood her ground when she said she's a hardworking, passionate, creative, and flexible individual. 'What a nut job,' Richard thought, reflecting on his actions and beating himself inwardly.The woman he's blaming for this is confidently smiling in front of him once again – she looks like she's glowing while handing him all the piles of paper. That was a total of five piles!'Did she do all of this on her own?' Compared to his last secretary, he really gave her a hard time and a mountain of work to do, but he never saw her slack off, complain, or even throw him a bad look. She's just always smiling, just like how she presented herself on the very first day.Richard has always been a person that's hard to please. He didn't give respect to people who don't deserve it in his eyes, and he's n

Emily is just a simple girl–to be exact, she's rather plain. Plain annoying, plain energetic, plain confident, plain pretty, and plain kind. The truth? She's a person walking on eggshells every single day. If you see her personally, you'll definitely fall for her beauty, but once you get to know her, you might want to head-butt her. She has a hefty sum of money she needs to pay and a brother she needs to support.It's true that she's very diligent in her work, but her last job fired her because of her principles in life. That was her main source of income, but she rejected her boss after he told her to do something illicit for the company. Well-knowing their status in life, she wouldn't say no to that, but knowing there are people who'll suffer because of what they asked her to do, she'd rather not eat for a day or two than do something inhumane. So she resigned.After a day or two of not eating properly and seeing her brother hungry, she regretted her decision – just a little. T

Raven was cursing the man she was dancing with, to no end at the back of her head. She was livid, but she has to play along.Kai's tantalizing eyes met hers. He's clearly enjoying the moment and Raven is not sure if he's s just a great actor or he's genuine but she never let her guards down. They moved in sync as they were following a certain rhythm that's matching the song that's swirling around. Kai narrowed their distance even more and he stared deep into her soul. His stares were full of amusement and Raven had to look away because she felt a bit uncomfortable. That made Kai laugh, "shy?" He asked, clearly trying to tease her. Raven had to gather all her strength to face Kai again, "who wouldn't be señorito?," she's sure she's blushing at that moment and her ears must be beet red so there's no sense denying it. "Your stares were electrifying." She was trying to sound alluring but Kai found her adorable instead. Kai has a crooked smile twitching at the corners of his mouth, "

Heinz and Calliope were guiding them through a voice call and they were just following their lead.Raven and Zarek acted like a couple when they entered the bar, Raven was leaning to Zarek and Zarek has his arms around Raven's waist.When they finally settled inside, Raven pushed Zarek as if she finds him disgusting. Zarek on the other hand, tried his best to calm down as he doesn't want to get carried away by his running out patience. "The item was in Mr. Zapata's neck. I sent you a photo of the man" Heinz informed them. Both Raven and Zarek has their eyes glued on the image that was sent to them. It was a man in his fifty's. He has a paunchy stomach and a receding hairline. He was even wearing a suit that looks too young for his age and his pants were also struggling to keep up with his belly. Judging from the photo and the way he grin, it was obvious that he's a perverted old man. They roamed their eyes around discreetly, and both of it landed at the same subject at the same t

"Raven you have to be very careful," there's a warning in Calliope's voice. Raven closed her eyes and she sighed before opening them again and her gazes fall upon the team. Everyone was there and they were all looking at her with hint of concern on their faces. The aura of the room was so tense and she can't help her hands from forming a fist. She's not just uneasy about the information she got from Calliope and Heinz, she's enraged. Her heartbeat was racing and it feels like it wants to get out of her chest. She may look calm from the outside but everyone in that room knew all damn well what's the truth. Raven's infuriated. They were all expecting Raven to burst in anger when she suddenly stood up but everyone was petrified when a lopsided smile played in her lips. Even Zarek who most of the time ignore Raven because he hates her guts, was frozen in his place. It was that kind of smile– a scary one. "Raven..." Calliope called her. "Just avoid him. Meeting him again will do you

Raven slid through the open window as she was planning to escape through jumping from tenth floor of the building. She doesn't even bat an eyelash to those people who were trying to catch her. She can see how they are taken aback when they realized her plan. It was a suicide plan for others but it was a cool stunt for her. "Are you–"Before one of the men could speak, she winked at him and she suddenly swung herself out. Shocked, they were about to run near the window to check what happened but they haven't even landed a single step when a rope came out from the window, grabbing the man who was about to talk earlier by the neck. It was all so sudden and all of them were turned into a haystack. The man was strangled and he flew towards the window. Afraid that he will fall, he hindered his foot while still trying hold back the rope. Everyone helped him from falling because of the force coming below that window. It's as if someone just used him as a stopper. One of the men looked d

The call with Ethan finally came to an end, and Caspien let out a sigh of relief when he wasn't asked further about Shaun. He didn't want to stay there alone for too long, as he'd just keep thinking about the painful memories. He needed to be distracted as much as possible, or else he'd go nuts.He took a bath to refresh himself and to clear his mind. He planned to search for a condo or apartment – whichever was available. Before starting his search, he decided to fill Arkin's almost empty refrigerator, which only had canned soda and beer. Caspien chuckled to himself, thinking that Arkin probably relied on takeout and delivery.Caspien got dressed, wearing a simple pair of shorts and a plain white sleeveless shirt from Arkin's wardrobe. As he walked out, people kept glancing at him. He intentionally wore something very simple to avoid those kinds of stares but now he thinks he made the wrong decision. His biceps were on full show because of the sleeveless shirt. He was used to the st

Caspien was still trying to shake off his hangover as he sat in front of the table. He was at Arkin's condo, where he had spent the night, and now his friend was chatting away while they ate breakfast."Dude, that girl from last night is crazy about you!" Arkin exclaimed, referring to the girl who had slapped Caspien at the club. Caspien raised an eyebrow. "I don't know her, and I'm not interested," he replied, trying to brush off the topic.What bothered Caspien wasn't the girl's behavior – not even the slap – but the way she resembled Shaun's attitude. The scene reminded him of how he and Shaun first met. Shaun used to be the only girl he admired from afar, and even though he had gained popularity back then, she was still someone who seemed out of his league. She wouldn't even notice him before, but one day, Caspien and his friends were performing at a gig, and they finally interacted. Caspien was the vocalist of a band before. They were just young teens trying to make a name for

Caspien danced, letting the music take him wherever. He couldn't see Arkin anymore. Just a while ago, he was surrounded by several women, including a famous actress. Caspien didn't notice he was drifting away. He just kept drinking, grabbing whatever was on the trays that passed by him. He didn't even know what he was drinking. All he knew was that there was a sweet, burning sensation in his throat.Girls were coming up to him left and right. He was getting dizzy from all the attention. They were clinging to him, intimately close. These women were just as clingy as the ones in America. Anyway, Caspien hadn't given in to any of them yet. He could undress any girl he wanted, so why settle for just anyone? But he hadn't found the prettiest one yet.He was just dancing in the middle of the dance floor, surrounded by girls. "What's your name?" 'You're new here." "Your handsomeness is driving me crazy." Yes, three girls were surrounding him, touching him all over. But no matter how har

Just a glimpse of seconds, and Caspien saw her again. The reason he'd been holding himself back from this place. One of the reasons he didn't want to come back was her.'Shaun, how are you?' He smiled, nothing's changed. He still didn't have any plans of drawing near her again. Aside from that, Caspien was literally a changed man – for the worse. He didn't look like how he was before. Gone was the thin and soft singing heartthrob; he was now more masculine, more composed, and more naughty – a casanova on the run.He gazed at her, taking in every detail of her face, just like he used to. She was even more beautiful now. He wanted to hide, but he couldn't make himself do that. Part of him wanted to know if she'd recognize him if she saw him.He was about to turn around, since it seemed like they'd be kissing for a while longer. One more minute, and he might've punched his friend, causing an even bigger scene. But then Shaun slapped Arkin, her hand connecting with his cheek. 'Was that

April 10, 1995, was the day Caspien Muller was born. He never thought that on his birthday, he'd find himself back in the Philippines.What luck. He sighed in annoyance.His dad didn't know much about his life in the country before, because if he did, he would've locked him up in the States to keep him away from that place. Caspien pulled out his phone and dialed Arkin's number, his best friend since elementary school.After a couple of rings, Arkin finally answered. His booming voice filled Caspien's ears: "Hey Cas! You're calling?" Caspien held the phone slightly away from his ear."Yeah, I'm at the airport. Where are you?" Arkin exclaimed, "What?! Airport? Philippines? Hold on, we're in the middle of a shoot!"Instead of waiting – he hated waiting – Caspien asked Arkin's location and drove near the set. He stopped at a 7-Eleven store. He didn't want to go near, since from where he was standing, he could see a crowd swarming all over the area of the shoot. So, he decided to watch

Jackson, Mav, and Nate fought back to back, giving their all and defending their lives.There was blood everywhere; everyone had a killing intent in their eyes, and the three felt like they were surrounded by monsters in flesh.It wasn’t that hard to finish the job. Overall, they were fighters, and they grew up mastering different techniques—so they did what they could to put their enemies to sleep.They were trying to focus, but one man caught their attention. That man alone brought down ten men within a short span of time.Since what they were trying to do was avoid killing their opponents, they noticed that the man was doing the same thing. In their eyes, it was obvious that he was avoiding fatal points and was just putting them to sleep.An hour passed, and three men returned to check on them.It was the two who spoke earlier and another one they didn’t know.The middle man started counting those who were standing, and when he finished, he just took his pistol.He shot two men ran

Early in the morning, they received intel from the team.Jackson rubbed his eyes and stretched his arms. "Good morning, fellas!""There's no good in the morning, you fucker. They sent instructions—guess this is where the game starts."Mav was holding the tablet, and since there was no sofa or any chair, just a table, three muscular and fully grown men were all sitting on one bed, eyeing the tablet screen lying on the table.It was literally just a bed, table, closet, and a comfort room. That's all."This is what I'm talking about!"Mav let out a big sigh after reading the content of the message. "This is Ven we're talking about. He's crazy!"All of them had crumpled faces as they went on and on reading the instructions.After an hour of just thinking about whether their life choices were right, a message popped up once again, asking one of them to go and fetch the item outside.Jackson quickly went out and saw a box in front of their building. No one was there; he didn't know who deli

"Jackson, take care of my ammo. Don't dirty my baby." That was Ven's fifth time reminding Jackson, who wasn't exactly listening as he was busy and obviously excited, checking every corner of the car he was about to drive.Ven kept walking back and forth, taking a peek over his beloved car like he was really saying goodbye to the love of his life.Everyone who was paying them attention just shook their heads and ignored them, especially when Ven started whispering curses and threats Jackson couldn't even hear."I'll kill that bastard if I see a tiny scratch."Marco, who was beside him, just tapped his shoulder and walked past him, ignoring his yaps as well."Let's head back. Those fuckers can fuck themselves, alright?" he said while advancing towards Ven's house, to which Ven followed shortly, just after cursing some more.Since they decided who among them would do the undercover, the rest were assigned to a different role.They can't be too careless. They should have eyes anywhere or

After his conversation with Leonard Cohen Marchetti—King's brother—Kane stood motionless in the corner of his room, lost in thought. He couldn't just remain in hiding. He needed to act. But the problem was, he had no idea where to start. Should he go after King’s father to seek revenge? Should he even be barking up that tree?He didn’t know anymore.Being blamed by Leonard had forced Kane into a realization. Now, he understood what it felt like to carry the weight of guilt—even if he hadn’t been the one to pull the trigger, even if he hadn’t physically killed King. It still felt as if he had contributed to his demise in a significant way.The pain and guilt gnawed at him relentlessly. It didn’t help that every time he closed his eyes, he could see King’s amber gaze staring back at him.His mind refused to accept that King was gone. To Kane, he was still out there—either stranded on that island or managing the company as if nothing had happened.He sighed, trying to push those thoughts

For Kane,You will only receive this letter once King is dead. I write this to you with his consent, yet with a heavy heart. He never wanted you to know the truth, but I pleaded with him to let me write this—to give you closure.King didn’t kill your parents. I know the weight of his secrets has crushed him, and I have seen the pain and guilt in his eyes. He has carried this burden for far too long, bearing the blame for something he never did.As his friend—his brother—I have stood by him, even when the darkness threatened to consume him. I have watched him walk the thin line between loyalty and betrayal, never certain which side he would fall on. He never wanted to hurt you, Kane, even when it seemed like he did.I promised King I would deliver this letter to you only when he was gone. I am keeping that promise, though it pains me more than I can say.Kane, be careful. The shadows that haunted King for years are still out there, waiting, watching. Who can you truly trust?If I am sti

It had been a week, yet Kane hadn't heard any news about King. Even Stan, Marco, and Ven had been trying to reach out to Raze, but every time they called, it wasn’t Raze who answered—it was always one of his underlings. And the response was always the same: 'Keep Kane hidden and stay safe.'That was it. No explanations, no further details. They took the instruction seriously, ensuring Kane was hidden well. They had brought him to Ven’s underground house—a secure, well-equipped hideout that remained nearly impossible to locate. This place wasn’t just any safe house; it was their fortress, their sanctuary. It was the headquarters where the team always gathered for meetings, planning their next move. But this time, the situation was different. They weren’t just here for a brief discussion—they were here to stay, indefinitely if necessary, until the threat passed. Of course, being the one protected didn’t sit well with Kane. He hated the feeling of being a liability. If it were up to h