LOGINThat night, Valerie didn't go back to the private room again. She was so shaken that she ran straight back to her apartment. It took her ages to actually fall asleep. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw the cold eyes of that guy from the corridor. It scared her like hell. After she finally managed to fall asleep, she was woken up by the shrill ringing of her mobile. Blindly, she reached for her mobile.
"Hello," she answered the call sleepily. "Val, she cheated on me," Jason cried out from the other end. Immediately her eyes popped open, and all the sleep vanished from her eyes. She looked at the clock and saw that it was well past midnight. "Jase? Are you drunk?" she inquired, already in motion. She quickly changed into jeans and a t-shirt with her mobile clutched between her head and shoulder. "Val, Mia cheated on me. I caught her red-handed in Rine club. I am going to bash that bas*ard David for this," Jase ranted in his drunken stupor. Hera is already out of her small apartment and on her bike to go pick up Jase from Rine Club. David is or was one of many of Jase's friends from college. "Jase, don't do anything stupid. I am coming to Rine Club right now. Stay there." Hera started her bike and struggled to ride it while juggling her mobile and her scooter handles. The road is almost empty at that hour. It's past midnight. She is worried Jace would do something stupid again and end up in jail. She knows how impulsive Jace gets when he is this drunk. He was taken by the cops more than once. Only his last name is shielding him from imprisonment. His family is filthy rich. "I am heartbroken," Jace was crying from the other end. Mia was his 21st girlfriend, and she lasted more than 6 months. Valerie started to think that this time Jace might be serious about Mia, and that made her sad. "I am coming, stay put," she coaxed him. She was so focused on Jace that she didn't notice the red light and accidentally hit a very expensive-looking car near the intersection. "Ahh...." Her mobile slipped and fell on the asphalt. Her eyes widened in shock when she noticed a small dent on the black car she crashed into. "Oh my God," she mumbled, preparing herself to apologize to the owner. A dark figure emerged from the driver's side. "Sir, I am extremely so..." Her words died in her throat when she recognized who the man was. He is the guy from the corridor. The one who tried to kill someone. 'I am doomed. How did I end up meeting this guy twice in a single night?' she cursed her bad luck. When she was fearing for her life, he grabbed her by her forearm and pulled her closer to him. She jerked in shock. The moment almost made her lose her footing. To her utter horror, he pushed his palm into the back pocket of her jeans, where she kept her small wallet holding her license, ID card, bank cards, and some cash. Her face turned bright red with embarrassment. But she didn't dare move. In all these years, not a single guy touched her like this. But today, a killer first touched near her chest, and now her butt. After taking her ID, he slipped his card into her back pocket with that cold face, which made her so scared that she felt dizzy. "The damage repair would cost ten thousand dollars. Bring the cash to that address and take your cards back." With that instruction, he turned and left as if nothing had happened. But it took Valerie a few minutes to calm herself. "Damn it, what a mess. Where can I get 10,000$ from?" she thought in horror. She is not rich; her parents are farmers who work in a small town. She used to work part-time to earn her expenses. She is smart and got scholarships for all the 4 years of college. Her mobile started ringing again. She actually forgot she was talking with Jase before that accident. "First, I need to drop Jase back home," she muttered to herself. By the time she managed to get to Rine Club, Jase was seen passed out on the couch. A broken alcohol bottle was seen lying on the floor. She knew his temper. He must have broken it in anger. "Jase, let's go home." It took her a while to coax him to come with her. And more than an hour to drop him back at his apartment building. She had to sleep on his couch, fearing that he might go after David once he woke up. That night, Valerie couldn't sleep. She tossed and turned, but all she could see was the cold black eyes of that man. 'Now he has all my id's. How can I get them back? Where can I get that much money? I only have 5k saved up. What should I do?' she thought to herself worriedly. She remembered the card which that guy slipped inside her back pocket. She pulled his card out and examined it. The card looked rich and elegant in a dark way, just like the man himself. 'Reid' was written in bold golden letters. Oswald Corp was written underneath in a smaller font. 'Wait, he works at Oswald Corp? I could ask Jase for help. His elder brother is the president of Oswald Corp,' she decided, finally feeling as if a weight had been lifted off her chest."Then work for me," Reid demanded. Valerie was stunned by that demand. She made up her mind to beg him for forgiveness if necessary. But this was unexpected and shocking. "M... Mr. Oswald, what do you mean by working? I just graduated. I lack the experience to work for someone like you," she replied. Reid turned his head slightly, looking at her through his peripheral vision. "You are not delusional. But the work I mentioned is working as my spy. I know you are going to the Bahamas today. While you are there, you should let Jason see that the girl he is dating is not good for him. You do that, and I can overlook everything you did to sabotage my interests," he explained. Valerie looked stunned. "Mr. Oswald, Jason is my best friend. I cannot betray his trust. Please, find someone else for this work," she refused. She would never betray Jason, not even in her dreams. "You are not betraying him. You are actually helping him avoid a future relationship crisis. You are actuall
The next morning, Valerie looked at herself in the mirror for a long while. A very pretty girl with delicate features looked so beautiful that anyone would want to protect her. She ditched her oversized shirts and baggy pants for clothes that actually fit. She is wearing a red top and has paired it with red jeans. Her hair, which was always in a bun, is now loosely hanging behind her back, reaching her waist. She was born with naturally silky hair that doesn't get frizzy at all. That's one reason why she always used to hide it under a cap. Because with naturally soft hair, they were not suiting her tomboy personality. Her mother always bought her feminine clothes for her birthdays and holidays. But Valerie never wore them. They were sitting in the back of her closet, still looking brand new. For the first time Valerie visited a salon and requested the kind lady to make her look like a girl. The lady smiled gently and waxed every inch of her body, shaped her brows before applying some
Valerie stood outside the door of the cabin, looking dazed. She ran out of the cabin after slapping the man inside. Her right palm was still stinging from the slap. The front of her shirt, which he grabbed, still felt heavy. She could still feel his unique perfume lingering in her nose. Her breathing was still not steady. 'What did I just do? I slapped a man whom I met when he was trying to kill someone? If this is not asking for death, I don't know what is' she thought as the realization of what she did washed over her. "Val? Did my brother come from his meeting? Did you tell him about the guy who bullied you?" Jason arrived while pocketing his mobile, looking very happy. Maybe because of whatever he spoke with Mia. They might have made up; it's possible. But shockingly, that's not what she is worried about. Whenever Jason was around, he was all she could think about. For the first time, her mind was preoccupied with someone else. "Val? Did you not speak with my brother?" Ja
The next morning, Valerie woke up on the couch with a stiff back. Her first thought was Jason. 'He might be upset about Mia' she thought. But then, she heard sounds coming from the kitchen. Her eyes widened with horror. 'Wait, is Jase picking up a knife to actually hurt David?' she thought before she raced inside the kitchen, only to stop dead in her tracks when she saw Jason flipping, "Pancakes?" she muttered. He turned his head slightly and gave her a big grin. "Val, don't you like Pancakes the most? Here, I made blueberry pancakes with lots of maple syrup, just how you like it" Jason declared. Valerie tried not to grimace. She doesn't like to eat sweet things first thing in the morning. But Jason does. So she pretended that she likes it too, just to impress him. "Thank you, Jase. Let me go wash up." She locked herself inside the washroom and quickly washed up a little before joining Jase on the couch, where he was digging into his Pancakes. She sat beside him, pret
That night, Valerie didn't go back to the private room again. She was so shaken that she ran straight back to her apartment. It took her ages to actually fall asleep. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw the cold eyes of that guy from the corridor. It scared her like hell. After she finally managed to fall asleep, she was woken up by the shrill ringing of her mobile. Blindly, she reached for her mobile. "Hello," she answered the call sleepily. "Val, she cheated on me," Jason cried out from the other end. Immediately her eyes popped open, and all the sleep vanished from her eyes. She looked at the clock and saw that it was well past midnight. "Jase? Are you drunk?" she inquired, already in motion. She quickly changed into jeans and a t-shirt with her mobile clutched between her head and shoulder. "Val, Mia cheated on me. I caught her red-handed in Rine club. I am going to bash that bas*ard David for this," Jase ranted in his drunken stupor. Hera is already out of her sma
Valerie Scott, who came from a humble family, was seen sitting in a high-end club named Rino. It's owned by a powerful figure who is said to keep a very low profile. Unlike every other woman in the club who is wearing short dresses and open hair paired with flawless makeup, Valerie is seen wearing baggy pants and pairing them with a sweatshirt. Her hair is tied into a high bun, which is covered by a hat that she wears reversed. She is not wearing a speck of makeup. She is holding warm beer like the other guys around her, just like Jace Oswald prefers. Jace Oswald, her best friend and her secret crush. But he always treated her like one of the guys. Now, he has his mouth stuck to Mia's, who is his current girlfriend of 6 months. His longest relationship so far. A feeling of bitterness crept from her gut. She has liked Jace since she was 16. Before that, she used to dress up like a tomboy. But once she realized that she liked Jace, she tried dressing up like a girl for once to impres







