Manager:-Wangi dear, such a honor to see you here the manager of the company greets me with overly sweet and polite smile and is about to lick my ass, sure thanks to my dad's position.
Lan wangi:- I roll eyes knowing how much he gossips and curses behind my back, but actually they're totally right in everything about me.
Lan wangi:- Father's wants me to study more for my successful future and brother is handling his own company's so I'm such a obedient son I say with fake smile and pat his shoulder.
Sure, you're the most decent young man he opens the door for me and invites to the meeting, maybe more like snakes nest, people who write such a heart-warming texts for my father, while being assholes themselves, who plans how to fool voters by false promises. Men with fancy black suits,women with long shirts and overly tied blouses.
Lan wangi:- I learned on my experience, the style of the clothes you wear never defines your purity ,for example this one with husband and two kids,acting like decent woman, one of my friends fucks her everyday, cause he got kinda mommy complex and she loves young dick. The next gets private lessons from her daughters tutor, maybe in discovering new poses?
These businessman proudly talk about their perfect families in front of the others, when only thing they care about is the size of their secretary's legs ,boots and butt. And the funny thing? They know absolutely everything about each other but stay quite, why? Cause they're gaining too much and no time to worry who lays their wives or husband's? Everything in here is way too rotten but this smell....... I can't feel it anymore, why? Cause I'm exactly the same, once you become like them, it feels like norm already.
They keep taking about boring things and I'm about to fall asleep when suddenly hear knocking sound on the door. The tall boy who comes in, immediately catches my attention. He leans closer to the manager and gives some papers,lowly saying to him the document you asked for his voice sounds so pleasant and first time in my life I'm struggling to describe someone's appearance. He surely is gifted from the God, he got literally everything others can only dream about, handsomeness, cuteness, elegance, with one word he is like work of art, even without trying his little movements looks sexy and I feel my body literally burning, I want...... want .......want him.
Manager:- Thanks Wei ying.
Lan wangi:-He bows poliety and I gulp down, forgetting there are too many people around, I lean forward on the table and he suddenly looks at me feeling my stare , I see two beautifully shaped stars like eyes and ........ strong disgust in them. He surely know who I'm and dislikes me exactly for that . This is the first time I realize he is different, isn't something new or surprising, I'm too used to be hated but he is only one who doesn't hides, who doesn't wear the mask. I'm taken aback and he leaves, throwing my chair back I don't mind others and follow him. I look around and with easy hand movements sign to wen Chao, so called sex courier to come.
Wen Chao:- Yes boss?
Lan wangi:- He runs and shows all teeth as always, smelling the money.
Who is him?
Wen Chao:- wei ying? He is a new intern .
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DREAM OF DEATH
FanfictionA dream which has destroyed from others wishes after death.
