“B!” Shouted Jack from the front door. Not even in yet, he was still on the trail stones of the yard leading from the gate to the front porch.“B! Where are you, Babe!?” He teased her. He knew well she doesn’t like it when he calls her that way. But he was feeling so enthusiastic that he wanted to annoy her. But he also knows that her patience isn’t fragile like a porcelain doll. Patience is one of her mastered skills. Her meditation for patience which was practiced ever since she regained herself from sadness about her parent's death, had saved her in many crucial circumstances. It had made her able to even keep her breath for as long as five minutes and a few ten seconds more. This ability once saved her life during a mission to assassinate a human trafficker for human organ harvesting to sell on the black market, which was hiding on an island. Of course, she went there and arrived at the place with full diving gear as she sneaked t

Jack was about to ring the doorbell when it unexpectedly opened from the inside. He was stunned to see a very calm, sophisticated, elegant corporate dressed Brianna when the door was widely opened. She was wearing a half-sleeve, top to bottom buttoned, collared white shirt tucked in her waist with a black pencil cut, knee-length skirt. She was standing taller with a few inches of black Pump formal shoes. He knew she was beautiful, but this beauty he is looking at right now is something he had never seen in her. And in all honesty, she was a sight to behold.“What brought you here?” She asked as if his presence was very much unexpected.“I am here to drive my lovely little sister to her interview.” He smiled brightly. He was surprised to see her the way she is right now, but he didn't want to ruin her mood, so he played along. He was discreetly observing if she was just pretending to be calm in front of him as a preparation for a day to

“Boss, the interview will start soon.” Vicky, Lucien’s secretary, came into his office to remind him. “Boss…” She cleared her throat. Her boss seemed to be dazed looking at the window. He was looking at it blankly. Like he was lost in his own thoughts. She came closer to get his attention as calling out to him appeared to be unnoticeable to him. She felt a bit panicked. This scenario had never happened before. She wondered if the company was facing a big, unimaginable crisis to see him like this. She knocked on his desk when she got too close. “Oh! Vicky! Were you saying something?” Lucien was startled to see his secretary so close. He was not used to such distance, and so he was confused. Noticing how her boss was a bit uncomfortable with their distance, Vicky Reed explained herself. “I have been calling for your attention, but you seemed to be lost in your thoughts, so I came closer to make sure you hear me when I say that the interview is about t

“Please take a seat.” Lucien was observing her ever since she came through the door. He was checking her for any reactions. He wanted to see if she realized he was actually greeting her and not the other people surrounding them. His gaze was somehow intent, and he could feel it as he did it on purpose, but much to his dismay, this lady was indubitably resistant to his deliberate intimidations. How can that even be possible? Is she human? A lady? With her femme fatale, he doubts she is a lesbian in any way, and even if there were, he is convinced he won’t accept it! Funny! When did he even care? Indeed, there is always a first time for everything. Brianna chose a sit one chair apart from the man she was still trying to save from herself. She was conscious of being close where she can grab him in a blink of an eye and regret her thoughtless actions. With her mind now clouded with different ways to torture him and let him suffer for what his grandfather did to her parents, she was gen

“Hop in, sir!” She awkwardly smiled.    Brianna did not know if she should be grateful for trusting her or if she should curse him for being so vulnerable in her grasp. Had he been the very person of her target, she would have done avenging her parents’ death already. But, since he is just supposed to be a prop, a stepping stone, she cannot act as harshly as she wanted to.    Lucien found it funny that someone, his employee, although not officially yet, and a lady to top it all, spoke to him in a casual way. Telling him to hop in, in his own car, a luxury car! He should have been offended, but looking at her being all fingers and thumb, he couldn’t help but snortle instead. He was somehow enjoying seeing her less confident. It makes her look more adorable in his eyes. Like it was a challenge for him to make her feel less confident around him.    Brianna was not