Winter_Iris

Issac Zaid, a psychiatrist that has risen in popularity over the fact that, whoever enters his clinic, comes out feeling like 'all the negativity of their life was sucked away'. 

No one knows anything about this man, not even his closest friend, Soren Usoro, who has been trying to find out more about his friend by exchanging numbers with his one night stands but they always disappear the day after they were with him. 

It did not help that Issac is sometimes covered in bruises and injuries that looked too severe for him to have survived them or the fact that, under his eyepatch, is nothing but an almost empty socket and something glistening in the darkness.

What could he be hiding? And why is he not dead from his sugar consumption yet? Five whole cakes a day is not a healthy diet! 

"Issac! Put that abomination down!"

"Sorry, did you want some honey-dipped, chocolate-coated strawberry cheesecake with sprinkles, cherries and coconut shavings, Soren? You can have a bite. I am not sharing the whipped cream topping though." 

"I DON'T WANT IT!!!"

Forge of Shadows

"We are here, get out," Royce said as the car came to a stop in front of a large building, that looked even ten times as luxurious as Chester's hotel.

Issac stepped out of the car with Jadin and Soren following behind.

A valet came to them and began taking their luggage from the trunk and ran into the building before they could say anything to them.

"This is HUGE!" Jadin shouted, staring at the building in front of him that seemed to glitter with the light shining on it.

The fountains all around the place were spraying water everywhere, creating rainbows all around the place.

"I suppose so," Issac said, looking at the building. "Well, he is rich after all. I would expect something like this from a man like him."

"I don't exactly know who you are talking about," Jadin said, excitement evident all over his voice. "But I just can't wait to see the inside."

Hotel