LOVE HATES YOU

Under the dark clouds with thundering night and a bit of drizzling stood a huge amount of men laoding ships beside the sea. Not even a single light was switched on as that may gather the attention of police. The sea waves were violent and it was difficult for the workers to load trunks full of drugs into the ship.

A man ran towards a black car stood at the corner which was monitoring the work at the ship. He knocked twice on the window behind which was where the big boss might be seating but that window didn't slide down. 

Instead, the window at the front slid down,

"what is it?", the assisstant named David said.

"sir, I don't think that the sail can be possible with this storm", the man getting wet in the rain said huffing.

David turned around to look at Alan who was seated calmly at the back seat staring the huge ship and the roaring waves with a full moon arrogantly running the waves. He knew that the storm was pretty unbearable but he couldn't shift the drugs anywhere in this rain and he can't come up with a new plan at the moment.

"closes island", Alan said.

His voice was thick and cold. His face shined with a thin streak of light emerging from the flashlight of someone's phone. The man noticed his cold red eyes. Something that only a devil would represent. Hearing that chilled voice, he nodded and turned around back in the rain to complete the work as soon as he can.

Mr Alan Richards, a twenty three year old model is the scariest creature in the underworld. No one knows that the man who portrays in advertisment on the television is someone who runs this dead grave drug business at night behind the scenes. Alan had inherited a lot of illegal businesses from his family, modeling was something that he wanted to do out of passion.

Alan knew that it was a risky job so he had to keep his face hidden amongst the dark peeople, he couldn't let it affect his passion. He has brown skin, a huge adam's apple and an amazing jawline which is clean shaved. His eyes are black in colour just like his smooth short hairs. His lips are thick and his nose sharp and amazing.

His muscles are something envied upon buy everyone that makes it easier for everyone to notice why is he the most asked for model. However, the stone hearted man loves no one. He just have obsession.

The reason why no one dares mess with him in the dark underworld is because everyone knows that he himself has killed his entire bloodline by burning the house down. The very next day, Alan reached out to pursue his dream.

No one in the underworld is aware of this modelling dream but they are aware that the man who can kill his family for his obsession of fame among the crazy crowd can shoot anyone down without any second thought.

"kill him, he saw my eyes", Alan said to David as he noticed the man swing back towards the ship hurriedly working to put the load into the ship.

"yes sir", David said and got out of his car in the rain.

He pulled out his gun and shot the bullet blowing the man's head at that very moment. Everybody stopped working as they saw David shoot the man. The gun had silencer but the blow and the scream of pain was loud enough.

"what are you all looking at? Keep working", David snapped everyone and they kept working.

"you two...", David pointed at two men with nothing in their hands.

"throw the body intp the ocean, let the fishes have a grand feast", David said.

The labors nodded and threw the body. Dvaid then personally checked all the loaded goods serially and then signed the documents. He managed to contact an underworld man at the nearby island who can keep the ship till teh storm ends.

The ship left the shore and David and Alan went back to the Richards mansion.

The Richards mansion is extremely grand, cordially painted black and why not, it was burnt by Alan once and now it was painted only black to destroy the stains that describes the pain and hatred.

However, Alan doesn't really live in this mansion. He was aware that if he lived here, it would be easy for the reporters to track down his origin. He lived in a small house at a great distance from the mansion but he often comes to the mansion in the dark.

With the great mansion, enters the great secrets that can hardly be told to anyone.

The car stopped and Alan walked alone in between the gates guarded by armed bodyguards. No on eknows what these guards are gaurding in an abandoned half burnt mansion because no one knows whether the owner is still aliv or not.

Alan walked past the broken fountain with stagnat water still stored in there which had now started to stink. Alan opened the main door of the mansion with his finger print and entered through the narrow entrance which allow only one man to ealk in through the corridoor.

This ultimately leads to the huge living room, cleaned, with bright lights and black paint again. There was a bar at the corner with self service counter. Alan picked up the beer bottle and drank it completely. He kept the bottle aside and sat on the couch which was definitely cleaned.

He smoked a cigar and then sealed the documents of today's ship deal. The couch was not entirely sponge, it was a drawer. He opened it and kept the documents in it. He then pulled both his legs up on the couch and piced up his phone to check on the news. 

There was a notification on the storm and also that the ship has reached successfully at the the island and that the drugs are safe. Lining up the notifcation, there was another braking news trending on social media,

"Miss Eva Green, the beauty sensation has taken over the first place replacing Alan Richards in the most popular model list"........