The brunette paced back and forth inside her million dollar mansion. Her eyebrows furrowed as she bit her plump red lips. Her eyes found an innocent vase sitting on her table, without a second she threw it on the beige walls of her waiting room.
The only reason she agreed to his proposal was because of his eyes of god. She heard that the system was destroyed a few weeks ago by the man himself.
Then why would she agree with him?
The sole reason is his money. Him being famous and strong is just second. The digits on his bank account became triple even though he destroyed his property. The reason on why? She doesn't want to know.
She may be crazy rich but that didn't satisfy her. She's the sole heiress of the multi billion dollar companies of silk all over the world and money is just another material she found value on. So she won't hesitate to do everything just to get all the money she could reach.
Dostoevsky is an exception though. She can have all the money she could hold but this man is always out of her reach. Like he does not have any romance in his body.
"Koseki, Prepare the other mansion we're going to have the ball earlier." she smirked.
The annual charity ball hosted by her is a sight to be hold. The usual talk of the country at the 3rd week of summer in Yokohama. The only ones involved are the rich people all over the world to sniff some money out but this year will be different.
If she can't find him, then she'll send an invitation to every ability users in Yokohama.
The idea might look silly but these kind of gathering isn't just for fun and formality. This ball will also be the center of information exchange among all oraganizations.
"Ryuji, Send all the invitation to all ability users in Japan." she smiled sickly.
Ryuji, another unfortunate soul whose been working with her for about 2 years gulped in horror. The sickly sweet smile of the Madame just mean something, she's planning another wicked thing.
"Understood My Lady." he bowed perfectly, preventing any mistakes for he might be the next one who'll paint the walls red.
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It is one hell of a ride. You can tell by looking at Athanasia, Jeanette and Lily's face. Yosano is like a drag racer when she's driving making the girls stomach churn. They'll probably won't stand properly.
"Girls, let's go..." She open the car door.
"I don't remember driving a car like that.." Athanasia can feel the contents of her stomach rise up. "Jeanette, Lily are you guys okay?"
Jeanette had her eyes swirling with a small drool on the side of her lips. "I'm fine Princess.." she managed to breathe out.
Meanwhile lily had her grip on the roof of the car. "I'm fine your Majesty.." she looked at her with soulless eyes.
"First stop, we need to get new clothes for you all because changing outfit with magic doesn't look normal." She said although there are some who had the ability to change clothes instantly, but who cares? She found it freaky as a fashionable lady herself. Imagine going through your dresser for half a day to find the perfect pair of dresses and accessories then you'll see someone change in front of you using their ability.
"Well.. honestly, you're not normal too. You have an ability right?" Jeanette innocently said not meaning any harm.
"Well, it appears so." She nod in agreement. "Well, let's start on picking some new shirts! I'll pay."
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FanfictionFyodor Dostoevsky x WMMAP!fem! Reader Fate is something you cannot runaway from. It may contain spoiler from WMMAP and BSD