Triple Trouble

Triplets

Chapter 1

Unknown POV

In every corner of the lobby, there were tons of people dressed in formal attire crying their eyes out. As I made my way towards the elevator, I passed a few whom I have known almost my entire life. I shake my head yet the sound of cries filled my ears with a smile. I've always loved the sound of agony. The elevator on the left opened with a crowd of people walking out. I stepped aside to let them pass before entering and pressing a button.

Once I was on the floor of my father's office, I quickly made my way.

"Dad, what's happening?" I asked him, pretending to be clueless.

My father looked up at me from his desk and glared. He combed his hair with his hand, and stood up to look outside the window. "Tsk. Like you don't know."

I snickered at his response. "I think you should take it easy, dad. The lobby's filled with people sobbing, and I can tell that they're pretty angry."

He let out a deep sigh then turned to me. "I might have to shut the company down." He whispered. His eyes were pure sadness.

"Shut it down?" I questioned. "I thought you're just going to reduce our staff?"

My father shook his head, looking away. I feel bad for him. He loves this company; it was his life and it was my life, too. I grew up in this building, making this my second home, which is exactly why I won't let him shut this company down.

"No." I demanded. "Don't dad. I won't let you."

"It's the only option left, son. The company is going bankrupt anyway." He said sounding totally hopeless.

This can't be happening. I let my mind wonder to all the possible list of solutions, going through each one and finally stopping at one certain idea.

"Don't worry dad." I said as my mind immediately went into arranging my scheme. "I have a plan."

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I look out my car window and stared at the big mansion from afar. I watched as three different colored Lamborghini park near the driveway in front of the mansion and one by one, the door of the car opened, revealing three identical men, each of them carrying a duffel bag with a smile on their faces.

"Welcome back boys. " I whispered with a devilish smirk.

2 weeks later...

General POV

"Uncle Lou!" A girl carrying a duffle bag in front of the opened back door, screamed. She dropped the bag and ran to her uncle, hugging him. The man was shook, but later hugged the girl.

"Karylle! How did you get inside?" He asked with a laugh.

"The guard let me in." She replied, smiling and quickly walked back to grab her bag.

"Good thing he let you in." Uncle Lou said, knowing that the guards won't just let anyone in.

"Well, at first they wouldn't let me but when I mentioned you, they suddenly had a change of heart and let me in." She explained, looking exactly like how the Uncle last remembered her. He smiled, happy that she's here.

"Wow, this is kitchen is huge." Karylle voiced out, looking around with amazement. White walls, tiled floor, expensive cooking tools, modernize counters and chairs. Just wow.

"Well, get used to it. You'll be living here from now on."

"Thank you Uncle, I know you went through some trouble just to get me a place here." Karylle said, suddenly splashed with shyness.

"Don't worry about it. It's all good, K. I'm just glad I'm not alone anymore." He gave her a quick hug before looking at her again. "But you do know you'll be working here right?"

Karylle laughed. "Yes uncle, I know." She replied and he nodded, getting that cleared.

There was a quick moment of silence until a beeping sound started to go off. Chef Lou's eyes widen as he remembered he was baking.

"Oh! The cake!" He rushed to the oven, using a cloth to pull the cake out, and while he tempers with it, he said, "Why don't you go around the mansion, while I fix this cake?" He suggested, setting the tools on the table.

That excited Karylle so she nodded and started to head out. "Just don't touch things and when someone asks you who you are, tell them I'm your uncle. That should save you form getting kicked out of the mansion." Chef Lou added.

Karylle walked along the wide and long hallway, passing many closed doors on her left and her right. There was a stair in the middle of the hall, but Karylle chose not to go up. Instead, Karylle walked to the end of the hall and opened the sliding door. Walking out, she realized it was the garden because of the many different type of flowers on the ground. She was walking down a path when suddenly, she heard a faint sound of a guitar being strummed. Karylle followed it and found a guy with a guitar sitting on a stool inside a garden hut. She hid behind a tree and watched the guy.

He looked familiar, but the thought quickly left her mind when she heard his voice. His voice was beautiful and again familiar. Karylle tried to think of why he look and sound so familiar but she can't remember why. She gazed at him closely, the guy had a slightly shaped jawline, his hair was long, wavy and a bit messy, and his eyes were close as he sings the lyrics to an unfamiliar song. His body looked toned in his white fitted vneck shirt with his denim jeans and flipflops.

Suddenly another guy entered the hut. At first Karylle didn't see his face because he was wearing headphones and shades. But once he took it off, Karylle was shocked to see that the guy looked just like the one with the guitar. Same face structure, same skin tone, and same body. The only difference is their hair and outfit.

"You coming or what?" Karylle heard the guy with the headphones asked.

"I'll pass, I have things to do." The guy with the guitar answered, not even bothering to look up.

"Alright then, see you later." The headphone guy walked out of the hut and stopped in front of the gate. "Lester!!!" He yelled calling someone with that name.

"Coming!" A faint voice yelled from inside the mansion. A few seconds later a guy who looked exactly like the other two came running out of the mansion.

Oh my god.

"You're really not coming?" Lester stopped in front of the hut and asked the guy with the guitar. The guy looked up and shook his head.

"Alright, we'll go then." He said, tapping the guy's back before running out towards the gate to meet up with the one wearing headphones.

"Triplets?!" Karylle whispered to herself in complete shock after witnessing three different man who had the same face interact with each other.

She tried to move back, but only ended up stepping on a broken pot that made a loud sound. The guy stopped strumming his guitar and turned his head towards the sound, seeing someone run away.

"Hey!" He called, wasn't sure of who he saw but he's sure it was a form of a girl.

However, the girl ran away before he could even see her face.

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