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━━ their sole virago.

"THE BALL WILL COMMENCE TWO WEEKS FROM NOW AND YOU EARNED AN INVITATION FROM MIKEY HIMSELF." Rindou staidly informed to the two of you were quietly walking in the premises of Bonten's foyers, earning a sly bow from the other employees as soon as they've seen the Bonten tattoo resting on Rindou's neck since it's a sign that he's a well-esteemed person inside the org.

"I earned an invitation? But how?" Opting an conclusion, you asked while discreetly hiding the thought that you're blissful about receiving one. It was a first time that you were given the solicit to attend for the two years that you've been working inside Bonten and you thought, it's a one step ahead to improve everything or go on with your schemes even though it's equivocal for them.

Being invited inside a party that Bonten hosts is a privilege, for all cost.

"Your hardwork for this new project, of course. You prepared the needed paraphernalia, blocked the subtle stations that may reach us out, outwit the Metropolitan police on smuggling the drugs inside the country, and lastly, swiftly presented everything with no hindrance," He whistled, "I'm quite amused and frightened by the way you finish things so quickly and smoothly, though. Seemed like it was ghastly planned."

"Well, that's because I have Bonten backing me up, sir. I believe it's easier to control everything if you have people abiding you." You smiled, concealing the fact that there's something enigmatic in between the hombre's words. "I wouldn't have been this far if there's no one supporting me from behind."

"Affirmative, lady. That is why for the past two years, Manjiro highly acknowledged your contribution to our industry and he thought that maybe you should hereby have the honor to get presented in front of our business consorts and everyone." The man blabbered, putting his hands in the pocket of his pants in an aloof way.

"I'm really thankful for your trust and for the invitation. Should I list down an apparent schedule of events for the ball then, sir?" You asked, heeding to your role of being their secretary, a sly one with a caliginous heed to be exact.

"No need. As what I've said, you are going to be a crucial person in the ball so I'm here to escort you in choosing your preferable garment. Ivory is the theme and don't worry, I'll pay for everything." Waving his black card, Rindou and you exited the building whilst he gestured you to take a ride in his Bugatti La Voiture Noire.

The amount of penny that those guys have is frightenin, you once thought of those with a sneer whilst you're standing amidst the door, fully knowing that when it comes to money talk, you have nothing to brag about. Well, on the other side of the door, you actually have  a lot of gold to spend but no way in hell would you use the name you buried a long time ago just to gather tons and embezzle it on a useless matter. Right, no way will you go back to that hell.

"Hey." Rindou called out when he saw you grip the passenger door's handle. He sniggered at your perplexed expression, hands flew to open both opposite doors of his car using its remote before entering, completely getting a hold of the wheel whilst waiting for you to get what he's saying. "I'm not your chaperone so sit beside me."

Of all the executive to escort you, why is it even Rindou the fucking perfectionist? You almost rolled your eyes hearkening such order from him but then again, he's your redeemed sire and you have nothing to refuse on his commands unless it'll detriment you in some sort. Smiling towards the executive, you took a seat beside him just like what he commanded her to do so - a cue for him to close both doors of his car.

"Where are we exactly going, sir?" You asked while secretly examining the insides of his car. Well, nobody knows now if that car's compartment has a dead body and he'll blame it on you.

"Mall, so we can grab your clothes, and then a hotel, so you can take a bath and change." He said, turning the engine on and driving it towards his desired destination. Amidst the whole trip, the whole car is filled with deafening silence as neither the two of you tried speaking nor opening up a decisive matter. With that tranquility between you and them, Miya's words came back to tickle your thoughts.