Zero Two Art Novels & Stories

"Alright, let's go over the plan," Theo said and everyone settled down. "Xania," I got up and winked at Leo who was grinning at me. "Well, I've already started with the paintings. I've already recreated two since the time of my 'theory'. Every painting will have a 'mistake' to show that it's a counterfeit, also the canvases are branded. These counterfeits are the three paintings that are the star of the show so-"

The room was getting colder, and Zain felt the need to adjust the temperature of the Air Conditioner. The young guy advanced to his bed, grabbed the AC remote and increased the temperature to twenty six. His room was spacious and large enough to accommodate five times the size of his bed. All furniture were made of expensive wood. The wall was covered in wallpaper of different types of surfboards, ocean and the wave, a huge flat TV screen and a splint AC were perfectly fixed to provide enough luxury and comfort to the owner.

And he kissed me again, deeper, deeper still, until the world narrowed to just the two of us—to his touch, which made it painfully clear that I wanted him just as fiercely as he wanted me. No force. No hesitation. Just two people falling into something neither of them could control.

Ethan lifted his coffee cup and held my gaze. “To new beginnings,” he said. I hesitated, then clinked my cup against his. “To endings that deserve it,” I replied softly. Our eyes met, and for the first time, I saw something dangerous… something alive flicker between us. The alliance was formed. The game had begun.

I told them to bid, and the highest bidder would win. Half an hour later, I signed the equity transfer agreement with the CTO. He was capable and ambitious but was always suppressed by Zach’s suspicion. With my shares, he would become the largest shareholder. I hoped Zach would like the wedding gift I prepared for him. My phone vibrated again. When I answered, the wedding planner sounded annoyed. “Ms. Wagner, what exactly is going on with you two? One moment, you cancel the wedding. The next, you want it as planned. All the decorations were already thrown into the trash as per your instructions. What am I supposed to do in the middle of the night?”

Some of them were in dire need, but regardless of that, the need shouldn’t lead them to whatever they were dealing with. “I understand that you are here seeking for sponsors, but I do not sponsor a project that I do not see benefitting or appealing. Though some of you have passed through my right hand’s review. Mine was the one that determined it, and I have chosen to not sponsor any of the projects.” Arturo said, looking at Anika. “First, I do not work with lawyers or cops. My apologies, but I have my own terms in this, and after investigating, some of you did indeed turn out being them. The issue is right now, you have a nice little question mark over your heads, and I believe that you kno

The crib was empty, and everything was gone. Even our wedding portrait had been taken down. The room held nothing of mine except the faint trace of my scent still lingering on the pillow. Every sign that I had ever existed in this house had been erased. I had been desperate enough to wipe away every last trace, to leave him with nothing to hold onto. Jasper slid down the side of the bed and crumpled onto the floor, clutching the pillow to his chest. His shoulders shook violently, and a single hot tear rolled down his face.