Tʜᴇ Mᴀғɪᴀ Aɴᴅ Hᴇʀ Bᴏᴅʏɢᴜᴀʀᴅ (ɢxɢ) ᴀɴɢɪᴇ_ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Prologue - The Encounter

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THE ENCOUNTER

There is this famous bar in town named, 'The Happy Bar.' It was true to its name because people often came to visit to have a fun time. Therefore, it was a happy environment.

"Hey, Paris." A cheerful voice was heard, causing the Bartender who was currently making some drinks, to turn around to see who was calling her.

Paris is a tall and beautiful young lady. Pale skin, light amber eyes, and long platinum-blonde hair. She is 21 years old this year, and is currently working as a part-time waitress at The Happy Bar.

Her eyes shifted towards the voice that called her, only to spot four men sitting in the stools behind the wide table in front of her. Then she spotted the owner of the bar standing behind them, winking at her.

It turns out that it was the owner who had called Paris to let her know that her daily customers had come to pay her a visit. Paris had only been working for about a month, but had already gained many costumers that like her service.

And yes, they came daily. Every day, every night, depending on the hours Paris was working. Most of them were just thirsty men who fancy her because of her looks. This was also beneficial in some kind of way.

Without wasting any time, Paris prepared their drinks the way they liked, not forgetting to wear a coquettish smile on her face as she met eyes with them. The more naughty, the more tip she gets. That's just how things work in this place.

Other workers from the bar were perpetually impressed by her service, and wanted to learn from her tricks to get more money. But they didn't had the charms that she had of course. There was just something different about her that made people get hooked. And once they were, they will not be able to leave her alone.

"Paris, the man at that table is checking you out." One of her co-workers murmured to her, making her glance towards the direction of their gaze.

There was indeed a man sitting in a corner, staring at her with those thirsty eyes.

"I know." She answered him with a smirk as she served another glass at the table in front of them. She already knew what she had to do to get that extra money she needed.

Meanwhile, gunshots resonated inside a tunnel basement. Two silhouettes were running away from a group of motorcycles who seemed to be following them from behind.

One of the silhouettes was a man, while the other was a woman. They were about the same height, but the woman appeared to be slightly taller. She was quite tall compared to most women.

The man was dressed in a suit, and he was protecting the woman from the bandits that were following them from behind. He had a gun on his hand which he was using to shoot at the bandits. At the same time, they had to dodge the gunshots that they were receiving from them as well.

It was a chaotic scene.

There were several bodies on the floor of other men dressed in suits too, they were shot by the bandits as they were trying to shield the woman from them. This woman seemed to be someone important for them to have to protect her at all costs.

She was also dressed in a suit, but without the tie. Her hair was long and black, with some parts of it dyed white, making her look more mysterious than was she already is. Her eyes marble blue, almost as if they were silver. And natural tan skin.

Instead of calling her pretty, the word that would match her the most would be, 'Handsome.'

"Fuck!" The man next to her yelled, falling on one knee. He was holding his arm tightly as blood dripped down from between his fingers. He was shot!