Courting Rancis Ong: The Seven Despicable Boys (bxb) (On going)

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Herschelle POV

I looked around and I was surrounded by corpse. There is no life, just death.

I pursed my lips as my tears flowed. How can my decision create such a destruction?

It was horrible; the a way a person dies. Unlike death; which is peaceful and beautiful. The way we die is what makes death; a horror.

However, I am not pure evil. I have a heart, a soul that is somehow pure. I hid four children down at the basement. I cannot see such young human being die in front of my eyes. I cannot let that happen. I cannot let a sack full of joy, hope, and dreams vanish because of greed.

I believe that love and hope is the most courageous human invention.

Their eyes, their four pair of eyes. Those eyes that haunt me even to this day.

How can a simple story hide such disgusting mess?

"So you want to become the top gymnast of this country?" the devil asked me.

I smiled, "Anyone on my career wants to be on top."

The devil smirked, "Well, that is not impossible."

I was clueless, "What do you mean?"

"Its quite simple... actually. How do the best athletes prosper? How can the best basketball player reach the top of their career?" the devil smiled impishly after he uttered those words.

"Through their talent and perseverance?" I said stupidly.

The devil suddenly laughed, "That is given." He instantly paused, "However, what every successful athletes have is a sponsor."

I was so happy, ecstatic even. Does the devil want to sponsor me? That would be life changing.

"Oh my god!" I exclaimed. "Are you going to sponsor me?"

The devil beamed, "Only in one condition."

I never knew that I was selling my soul to the devil. I never knew that the price to pay for my success has to be this.

"What condition?" I asked.

"I heard that the chairman of S Finance is into you," the devil said.

"Ah," I started, "I'm not really interested on married man."

"You just have to fake it. And after you had gained his trust you will be wherever he'll be," the devil explains.

"I still don't understand."

"In two weeks a meeting wherein three chairmans will be is going to happen. You will be with the chairman of S Finance as his cohort. And then you will slip this simple pill in their drinks. Don't worry it is not poisonous, but can cause a bit of sleepiness," the devil explained.

I don't know what he did, or what he said. It is as if I was put into an enchantment and I was caught.

"You will do it, right? Herschelle?" the devil's voice echoed through my veins.