"You recently returned from France and successfully took over your hometown's business. I am very proud of you, my son."Iden sat across from his father, who took a seat behind his study table."Iden, as a mayor, my job is not only to serve the nation, but also to encourage young people to get involved in politics. Every individual's first and most important duty should be to serve their country. Politics is not just a game for retirees; it is also the responsibility of young people. And I expect you to support me in the upcoming elections to help spread this message.Devid Ruan, Iden's father, puffed off the pipe and pointed at his son. The man exuded pride in his son. Why not? He not only loves and respects his family, but he was also an extremely talented businessman. Ruan Industries was the name he took to the top, where he could only think. His grandfather's name was Ruan. He had begun his company on a modest scale, and he and his father worked assiduously day and night to expand
"Thanks, Aaron. I am not sure what I would have done without you." Eva shut the car door and bent over to thank the man in the driver's seat."Anything for you, sweetie". He winks at her with a silly smile on his lips. "By the way, what happened to your rock star?"He inquired, looking at the woman walking towards the entrance. "Nahh! Nothing really, just met someone," she said, turning back to face her exciting figure. "May be more cavalier than she." They both laughed. "I need to leave now and see you later." She left."I think we should hold a press conference before releasing the video album 'broken,' what do you think, Ellaya?" Eva inquired as she viewed the newly edited footage."Yeh! of course , why don’t you ask the model of yours to deal with her controversies first. Or I will hold her accountable for the losses." Ellay spoke while typing something on her laptop."Ohh!! Come on, Ellaya, she is just a model; nothing will happen just because she enjoys being in controversies."
With the annoying sound of his cellphone Iden tossed aside the duvet and sat on the edge of his bed. Raking his hand through his dark black hair, he turned slightly to see a woman sleeping naked. He frowned slightly and pursed his lips.Last night, even after taking a cold bath, he could not get the women hunting out of his mind. He could not stop thinking about her purple eyes. He ended up drinking at the bar and bringing the woman to one of his hotels' suites. The woman approached him and told him her name, which he could not recall now. She introduced herself as a supermodel or actress, but he did not remember and did not care; all he remembered was thrusting her hard, thinking of a certain purple-eyed girl.He still had no idea who the girl was. Where did she come from? She appears to be insane, as no sane man would jump in front of a speeding car to save an errant dog. He stopped himself from sending his people to drag her into his office, fuck her hard, and then throw her out of
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"Good morning, ma'am. Here's your black coffee without sugar.""Thanks, Martha," Ellaya said, taking a sip from her coffee. She moved out of the kitchen, holding a coffee in one hand and a book in the other, her full attention on her book. It was her habit to read her favorite novels with a cup of coffee. She loved to read romance novels and was adamant that fairytales come true, love is real, and one day she would meet her prince just like all those girls in books. She had just taken some steps when she heard some ecstatic and frustrated screams from one of the guests' rooms. She had no intention of knowing what happened, but the room was ajar, and her tentative gaze fell on the man and woman banging each other on the bed.It was her father, not her mother, but a girl of her age. She shook her head, stepping forward unseen.However, this was not the first instance. Since childhood, she had witnessed her father with multiple women. He enjoyed bringing them in at odd hours of the night.
Gazing into the mirror, she sat in the chair facing the vanity. The woman stared at her back with purple eyes. Her eyes were large and doe-like, with double rings encircling purple orbs. It was way too unique. "Do you realize how awful your eyes look? You should cover them up or else people will be afraid of you and leave you alone." She hurriedly applied dark brown lenses to her eyes. She lifted her head and grinned, "Perfect." she gently stroked the leth. In the mirror, the woman followed suit. "Look at your hair; it resembles witches in cartoons. People will burn you alive believing you are a witch and will cast evil spells on their children if you walk around with that hair. It is weird". She grabbed the hair powder and gave her hair a rough rubdown."Now, everything is perfect." She frowned as she looked at the woman in the mirror once more. "See how ugly you are. Everybody has flawless, pale skin, but you weirdo, you have pig's ass pink skin. You look like a child of a demon. I
"Ellaya…"Something jarred her out of her reverie. She let go of his hand, embarrassed.Smiling again,"So is he your boyfriend that you talk about all the time?" Ellaya kidded.Iden glanced at Annabell and arched an eyebrow. Annabell shook her head, embarrassed; "he is a close friend". She answered.With a "Oh! "She looked at Iden, he winked. She grimaced. He bowed slightly and said, "See, I am still available. You can try." whispering in her hair. He jerked back quickly, a smirk on his face. Her fist clenched as she glanced at his beaming face before turning back to face her closest friend."Happy birthday, Bell," a person exclaimed, giving her a bear hug from behind. It was a boy their age, he pulled her, and she pulled Ellaya alone. She turned back as she was dragged; he was still there, scrutinizing her, but his gaze was different today.something different. Something deep, perhaps disappointment, rage, a desire to burn her soul, or a sense of attraction. She did not fully understand
"What did that bastered say in your ear." He asked, seething."He…he.. was just a fan.."Why was he so interested in what he said to her? It was awkward. Her words trailed off."What the hell did he say to you?... I do not care; he was a fucking fan or what?"He clung to her even more. "I want word by word..""speak.""Um... he said he wanted to have sex with me and would be waiting after the party". Her face turned red as she said this. She never discussed sex with a man. She is currently embracing to death.Iden squinted, "You want it." He asked. Ellaya shook her head and looked shyly into his eye."Words Laaya..I want words..""No" she said, lowering her gaze."Then I will kill that motherfucker". Holding her hand aside, Iden spoke."No, you cannot do that"."Why..""He is the son of a gangster, not you". With haste, Ellaya said.startled, "How did you know?" he asked. How the hell did this seemingly stupid girl know about all these things?"His dad is a gangster; if I say no, he will