The Geranji Ships

Jiasino #3: The Lovegame

Carl has always been at the brighter side of life.

Growing up in a family of mining entrepreneurs, there was nothing short of luxury in his childhood. He got his first car at 6 with a driver till he could get his own license, in which he customized his very own Porche for his 18th.

If that was not enough, he was blessed with looks from every greek god known to man. He had sexy copper-colored hair with an edgy haircut. To accompany, he had blue eyes so dark and deep, it was like the reflection of the ocean. He had a nose and mouth built to die for, complemented by his six packs body and sharp V-shaped jawline.

Unsurprisingly, he was grown up to be crude and snooty in everyway possible. Knowing how his looks attracted any woman, he has always brought it to his advantage. Nicknamed Mr Casino, whenever he was not driving his fantastic Porche or playing sports to workout, Carl Hueffer was seen at the Royal Casino, the world's largest (and belonging to his mother) Casino ever built in Las Vegas.

He made many bets, in which numerous of them were dangerous or just downright impossible to believe. Yet, Mr Casino wins, every single time.

With a great brazilian tanned body, no one was able to compare him in everything.

And that very beauty was standing before her.

He leaned against the grey doorframe of the shower room, hair freshly washed and a towel hanging from his left arm. Dressed in navy blue and crimson red track attire, he stared at her; unblinking.

Comparing to 2 years ago, he seemed as if he did not change a lot.

However, from the close proximity, R.J could tell... he has changed a lot.

His eyes

They do not gleam the same need to go to extreme lengths of immaturity to prove himself superior.

Almost as if it took him no effort to prove himself.

His dark blue eyes resonated a deep sense of emotionlessness and it is almost as if they became as dead as the sea.

Is it because if me?

Don't be so foolish. You were not his first.

But he told me that he loved me.

Well, you didn't, remember?

R.J pretended to not be affected by his presence and kept a still poker face she always keeps. But the chaos of emotions under her skin and in the tendons of her heart were evidence enough.

However when she stared into his eyes, she knew that he could see her; raw and unable to hide her facade.

They stared into one another's eyes for almost an eternity; almost as if they were re-uniting emotionally but with no soul.

No... don't fall for him R.J
He will use you.
You remember what you did to him.
Do you want to get killed?

Carl takes a step foreward, his eyes blinking with a form of smirk she couldnt decipher no matter how many codes she has hacked in her life.

"So how has it been... Riley Jia? Here.."

He looked up and around, his arms gesturing to the rickety-old campus around him with broken pipes on the ceiling and mold beneath the lockers.

"Here..  is this where your really from... who you really are? Glad to know you have a real identity other than Vivian Somerset."

R.J bit her lip when his tongue rolled to enunciate her full name... it had been years since she heard of it.
Heard of Riley.