It's not every day that Luciel Choi falls into such a destructive state of depression, then drowns his sorrows in alcohol. But when he does, he meets the stunning, bold and fearless Kiira Eleazar, an aerospace engineer with no agenda except the danc...
"But more importantly, Miss Eleazar— " "Please. Call me Kiira. It's a lot simpler that way." "...Miss Kiira— " "Close enough I guess." "I can't let you leave here. Not with Luciel." "That's fine too. You can come. Then shall we go?" she turned around, letting the sweet perfume she had sprayed on herself spread. "Wait, that's not what I— " "Luciel, let's take Vanderwood. I needed something anyway. He's the right size too. Let's go, now." She was already out the door, heading to the garage.
"How the hell did you get a sugar momma on your ass, Luciel?!" Vanderwood was angrily questioning a stressed Luciel as they went into the garage. "Oh, come on Vanderwood...not now. Please just come with us. I don't understand what's going on either." Luciel looked panicked and jumpy, and seemingly clueless as well. Vanderwood sighed, letting his eyes roll. "Since there's three of us now, we'll have to take the Ford. It goes with my outfit anyway." She was standing in front of his white and black Ford Fusion. "Y-yeah but where— " "We are going shopping. Hand me the keys please. I know the perfect place. Please, come along Vanderwood. Haven't I got the perfect thing in mind?"
She took the initiative, plopping into the black leather driver's seat and switching on the car. Luciel was about to sit in the passenger seat, but a glare from Vanderwood persuaded him to change tactics. He did understand what Vanderwood was trying to do. If she was taking them anywhere suspicious, he'd be able to tell and act much quicker. Because he was so doubtful of her and her intentions. She took out her phone (which had a black and white cover as well) and opened Maps. "I forgot how to get in from this side, but we'll be fine, I promise."
Her driving was atrocious at best. She swerved, and braked suddenly, then took off from the lights like it was a race. She was almost always above the speed limit, but not once did a police man catch her. It's like she had the ability of knowing exactly where they were at all times, so she would adjust her speed when they were around. It was the only time she drove like a normal human being. "S-stop!! You won't make it, STOP!!" Vanderwood screamed, clutching the handle above the door because his life depended on it. The light was literal seconds away from turning red, but Kiira was not about to stop for it. "I will make it because I am Kiira!" she confidently prophesized, then zoomed past just as it was turning red. They made it, but Vanderwood and Luciel swore that one of them would drive back.
They pulled up at a store that looked high end, but...modest. "Ok, let's go. I have the perfect idea from here. I'd never shop here, but let's go. Ah, Vanderwood, there's a suit that I saw. It has a little purple in it, I think it'll look wonderful on you. It's down there at the Italian store. But first, here." She had begun to pull them in, when Luciel suddenly declared, "I'm not buying Vanderwood an Italian suit." "I know. I'm buying Vanderwood an Italian suit." She declared back. Vanderwood looked at her, then Luciel. "What? You're buying me..." "Yes. I love the suit but it's not made for me. I could get it tailored, but it's just not my style. And I don't think Luciel would look good in it. But the Lord gave you to me. Let's go." She moved through the clothes, examining pieces of clothes carefully as she thought. In all honesty, the styles of the clothes were not anything Luciel would imagine her wearing. They were stylish, but quite modest. The exact opposite of her. "I didn't think you'd wear stuff...like that?" he laughed nervously. "Oh, you're right. There's no way I'd wear things like this. This isn't for me." she explained, looking at the hemming of a turquoise dress. Luciel's eyes went wide. "What...do you mean by that?" "I am not buying these ridiculous clothes for me. You're buying them for MC."
Luciel was shocked. He was buying it for MC? Whydid he need to buy something for MC? "Wait, but you said— " "I played it safe and made it seem like I was getting myself something.Otherwise, you'd be difficult and refuse to cooperate." "For good reason!! There's no need for me to buy her clothes!" "A woman will always appreciate clothes." She absently stated as she compared apale pink dress and a purple one. "No, ok. Kiira. We aren't doing this. I can't— " "Is the party a really big one? I think this one would stand out well." Hefroze. Vanderwood looked at him, his eyes questioning the situation. "Th-the party?" "Yes. The party that MC was able to make possible after two years of radiosilence." Now she was picking out shoes. "How do you know about that?" Luciel's brain was crashing like a computer witha virus. What was going on? How did she know about the party? About MC? "You told me all about it. The RFA, the Party. You were crying like crazy. Ifelt like a hooker, listening to you go on and on about that." She sulked,replacing a pair of too high heels. Luciel's mouth hung open. This was worsethan he had ever imagined. "What?! No, this can't be!" "There's Yoosung Kim, an innocent cherry boy who is in desperate need of agirlfriend. There's Jumin Han, a corporate heir with a cat complex apparently,and a heart made of steel. Really just misunderstood to me. There's hisassistant, Jaehee Kang. The only reasonable person in the group chat. I'd love tomake friends with her. There's also V, the mysterious, elusive photographerwith too many secrets. There WAS Rika, who is now passed. God rest her soul,and then there is Zen. The narcissist and romantic of the group. And the manwho currently loves MC to bits. I think this will do." She knows everything. Luciel's lungs wouldn't pull in air. His limbs felt numb.She knew everything. The RFA's safety had been compromised because of hisselfishness. No...what was he going to do? Kiira, this frightening, manipulativewoman knew of the identities of the RFA members, and of the secret group chat.What was he going to do?
It's amazing how infrequently I post chapters to this story. I'm so sorry. I'll do better, probably. I was also wondering who you all think Kiira would be romantically interested in. (Because I sure as hell don't know either lol)
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A drawing I haven't posted on Instagram first. Y'all are the first to see it :D It's an older character that I got tired of developing.
