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[CHAPTER ONE]
"Why need therapy?" The woman said whilst cleaning her nails; question directed to Kyle who's wearing a manacle adding more beauty on his face.
"The fuck? I didn't said therapy, I'm gonna be acting as a therapist this time. Our boss needs to know what's going on inside that big ass mansion on the northern side." Rolling his eyes; he started putting his black gloves and walk inside the changing room.
Hours later, the curtains open revealing a Kyle with a therapist clothes; sharp jaw, manacle on his right side and gloves, with a messy black bed hair and abyss like eyes reflecting the darkest nigh.
"Shesh mister handsome boy, really be looking seductively in his first day~" tapping heels can be heard, moving forward infront of kyle and fingers walking on his big chest.
"All those work outs did really payed of huh~ without that silk jacket, i might see those bread hehe~" pushing Anastasia aside; he begun to go out and said, " adios."
"Boss, I'm going in." with that said the front gate opened with guards checking his certificate; clarification on what his role inside gonna be, with a heads up they let him in with no suspicious.
"So you're?" A deep voice with a German accent said; looking at him up and down not sure if he was their therapist that their grandparents assign to or not.
"Philip Seymour, your therapist for the time being." With cold eyes he stared at him with no emotions, "where is the other? cause, as far as i know and on what your grandparents taught me. There's more of you, aren't they?"
"still busy." Another one said; from the stars just going down in such a messy state, messy hair, messy clothes, and as if they've just done having rough sex with someone.
"oh then. let's start our session tomorrow, cause it seems that it's getting dark outside and everybody's tired." A servant then, lead him to his bedroom for the time being and with a small thank you. He soon close the door and started unpacking his stuff, tonight his plan is trying to find something out of the ordinary.
It was already midnight with black silk pajamas on and a pair of soft slippers, he walk outside of his room; just by opening the door he can hear such silence making him breathe in solace.
Walking downstairs, he stumbled upon a frame and it's a big one just by the stars, he never saw this earlier since he was observing the others whilst taking note in his head that he almost forgot to observe his surroundings.
It was a frame of a beautiful woman and her twin man; they were holding each other's arm tightly with sadness in their eyes and wearing a nobles clothes. Looking closely he can tell that they are force into something that he can't quite grasp.
They have a noble like beauty, the woman have blonde hair whilst the other have dark blonde hair matching their blonde eyebrows and features; even thought the man is a male he is quite feminine for a man which is also apart of his beauty.
There was a notes on the edge of the frame, looking closely; he made sure to look from side to side even up and down making sure no one was around but he didn't move his head just his eyes and using his ears for some sudden movements that he might hear.
looking closely to it, it was to off; he never heard or seen this kind of written words before nor have he heard of it. Examining more he touch it gentle and tried mimicking it.
"Æ d3ïty O£ 5h8s |ãnd ß3g&ed 4 $@m1 2 h€|p 0s" it was messy, written in such messy inks and looked like they were in a hurry.
Hearing the door from above open, he silently and calmly walk inside the kitchen making a vegetable salad and a cup of cappuccino for his night. Not forgetting those words that he have seen previously.
"What on earth are you doing late at night?" Another accent or dialect have been added and it was an Italian deep raspy voice this time; it made him question how many more accent is there inside of this mansion.
Turning towards a tall man, he showed the bawl full of vegetables on his other hand and a cup on his other one; looking at him a 'is-this-not-obvios?' face and turned back trying to finish his food.
"Hell, you act like you own this place." A sassy voice said behind the man, turning again; revealed a slutty boy well his actually pretty with his feminine look but it was not up to his standards and shrugged on his mind.
"Is this yours then?" Opening his book who came out of nowhere and looking through it, he look up again and said.
"Oh, this is quite disgusting. Never knew there'll be someone who's name here is 'the slut' ahm... It was said on the book which their grandparents give me." He said walking pass him with a slight tap on his shoulders which have a hidden meaning that only some people know off.
closing his door, he sigh silently; making sure the door close he started to go to the bathroom trying to identify what those words meant on the frame earlier.
Opening the water slightly and opened his briefcase there lay alot of weapons and other stuff that is really out of the ordinary because normal people won't have this kind of thing inside their briefcase at all.
looking closely at the word; he started with those numbers and it was 358384120 which he put aside for now and those weird letters, it got him 2 and a half hours to fix and he got it; the messages meant was, "i deity of this land for someone to help us".
At first he can't quite grasp those weird number but he soon got it, those words was meant to look like it for unsuspicious thing that can accord on someone who wrote it.
Even thought, that was it he was sure that those number can be use in the near future on what holds this mansion and what this people inside was really is.
