로그인At the Gu family's villa..... Old Su and Old man Gu sat at a table of Go, their quiet, aged eyes locked on the 19×19 board with grave seriousness. Around them, tall lush trees swayed in the warm, afternoon breeze; casting shadows over their slightly hunched figures as they focused on the game.Old Su cleared his throat, sizing up the small board with a heavy gaze,"Old Gu, about your son .... don't you think you went a bit too far this time?", he picked up a small, black stone from the goke; pressing it between his calloused fingertips before pinning it in the midst of Old Gu's camp. He let out a soft exhale, staring at the move he'd made with satisfaction as he leaned back just enough to relax his stressed body. Old Gu furrowed his brows, his stern eyes focused on dissecting the move his old pal had made. Then he let out a low snort, "That brat won't learn any other way, he's just an unfilial waste of efforts".He paused. Placing his white stones two intersections forward, he compl
"Boss, the job's wrapped. I've compiled every list of shares held in the company, not one information less. There's a file attached, everything else is awaiting your orders"." Hmm~", Zeke stood with his back to the dark figure, wiping his hands with a towel. His sharp, piercing gaze fixated on the pot of porridge simmering on the stove with a slow, satisfied nod. "Have the next phase initiated,i want all assets liquidated by dusk. Let's have the Gu's corporation hanging on a thin thread"."Sure boss!", the dark figure lowered his head in a quick nod, his rough eyes lingering on the boss's broad busy figure stir- frying vegetables by the stove. Even when preparing meals,the boss's aura had diminished a bit - the stark contrast made his eyes twitch.How far was the boss willing to go for that pretty boy's sake? Even declining himself to mere kitchen chores, at this point, there was absolutely nothing he wouldn't do.Slow, steady steps descended from the stairs and Alan's slender figur
"I guess that leaves me with tails", Zeke beamed, tossing the coin into the air. He watched it flip over three times before landing on his thumb. Alan held his breath, craning his neck so he could get a closer look. Zeke stared at the coin, a small chuckle escaping his lips - he glanced at Alan, a mysterious glint flashing through his eyes. "So.. which is it?", Alan asked, his clenched fists hanging loosely by his sides, unable to contain his anxiety any further. Ezekiel ran his tongue over his thin lips, his gaze holding more suspense than a whirlwind cliffhanger. He stroked his smooth chin, raising a perfectly arched brow, voice barely above audible, "It's...." "It's what?"Zeke raised his eyes, watching worried creases form above Alan's usually smooth forehead. He was already rocking himself while chewing on his fingernails, looking almost at the verge of losing his cool.Zeke gave a devilish grin, revealing a perfect set of white teeth. "It's tails".The room went perfectly st
Wait.... What?! Alan blinked, his lashes fluttering in a stunned gaze. Ezekiel, taking advantage of Alan's momentary confusion, wrapped his arms around Alan's waist. With a small tug, he pulled Alan close, slamming his slender frame against his hard muscles - close enough to catch a whiff of Alan's hazelnut scented shampoo.He leaned in, letting his nose run through Alan's hair before burying his face in the nook of his neck, all while ignoring Alan's constant vain attempts at breaking free from his grasp."You smell so good, Alan", Zeke sprayed hot breath on Alan's sensitive skin, which had turned red from embarrassment. A slow, satisfied moan escaping his dry,raspy throat.Alan bit back a moan, his sanity overwhelming his desires. He gave up struggling, it was absolutely pointless at this point - Zeke clearly had a tight grip on him. So much for calling him fragile..."Mr Ezekiel, your behavior right now is unbecoming. This is a violation of my rights and i demand that you let me g
[Reminder: Host is yet to unbox the mystery reward.][Would host like to unveil his rewards at the moment?]Alan hummed softly, flipping the magazine in his hands shut. He leaned back, raising his almond shaped eyes to the transparent, blue screen floating mid-air. [Click yes, if the host would like to collect the rewards]Alan cupped his chin, his gaze caught between the two visible buttons hovering in his face. Then he leaned back, visibly relaxed, "I've never really asked... but what would happen if i, you know, accidentally clicked on the No button?".[Well, thanks for asking. If you press the reject button, then the mystery reward would be...well, removed from your inventory and void][Host, are you really sure that you want to reject the reward?. If you'd like...i can always go ahead and do you the honors...][Shall i proceed with the Host's request?Alan's lips twitched, at this point, it felt like Xena was taunting him. For heaven's sake, he'd gone through a lot of hell, fina
"Arrrgh!!" Simone groaned, sweeping every pawn on his desk to the floor. "Damnit, how dare he.... How dare he threaten me?!" He slapped the desk hard, the numbing pain in his hands nothing compared to the humiliation he'd endured earlier. He leaned his weight against the desk, eyes nearly bloodshot. His chest heaved heavily, his breathing becoming laboured as he ran his hands roughly through his red, spiky hair."Getting this worked up over such a minor issue is so unlike you, Simone", a soft voice chuckled in a tone almost mocking.Simone's grip on the desk tightened, veins bulging from his neck as he gritted his teeth in silent fury. Glancing over his shoulder, he caught the petite silhouette of a woman in a tight, red-laced dress sitting fancily on his couch.A slight smirk kissed her rouge stained lips, her grey eyes settling on the pawn shards lying on the floor. Then shifting to Simone's emotionally distraught state, her voice dropped a few notches, "How pathetic". "Abigail,
Hiss... Dylan clutched the leather chair, biting back his screams. Tears pooled around his eyes, his gaze locked on the bloodied, swollen scratches on his left knee. Damn that psycho, red-haired brat!! The sharp, pungent sting of menthylated spirit reached his nostrils, accompanied by the fa
Melissa stepped into the office, dazed. Cold sweat made strands of her thick curls to cling to her fair skin as she kept her gaze fixated on the floors. "What happened..?, you seemed to be taking a long while to return. I was just starting to get worried that you'd been kidnapped on your way here.
Melissa hissed, eyes tearing up as she rubbed the methylated cotton swab gently over her bruise. Her hands trembled, her lips pursed as she blew softly on her wound. Her first day at work had turned out to be a disaster. Getting all bruised up like this....She winced, sucking in a sharp breath. H
[Host has successfully altered the plot. Rewards - 5000 points.] [ Congratulations, host is now permitted to redeem points and participate in a wheel draw.] Alan paused, staring at the brightly lit screen through the gaps of his carelessly, tousled strands of coffee brown hair. He stood up fr







