Chap. 2

What a beautiful, clear day... Is what I wish I were saying, instead, the weather's just as dreary as my feelings...

I just don't get it!

Why go swimming in this kind of weather instead of a sunny day?!

Why choose an occupation as dangerous as weapons trafficking!? and in a conflict area, why peddle weapons to both sides !!?

Yes he sells weapons for both sides of the government war

"Your Towel Boss" I heard a man said from the edge of the yacht where Caesar jump to the sea

If I were in his shoes, I wouldn't be able to sleep a wink! And yet he's enjoying a relaxing swim in the ocean!

"Nice to see you again, Miracle. How have you been?" he appeared in front of me wearing nothing but his swimming trunks ..

"Y-yes Mr. Sergeyev, nice to meet you again"

haaa.. Although his looks appeal to even the most pious soul.. His evil deeds are infamous

Rumors about him abound.. and I, Miracle is taking care of his money laundering from now on

"Whenever I see you. I swear, I can't even believe you're in this kind of business"

"Hahaha" I forcibly laugh cuz I think he just made a joke.. Man! I can't focus!

"I told you not to laugh if it isn't funny. Why are you forcing yourself?"

Bish if I don't force myself I might be a goner now!

And there's one more problem...

It's his appearance.. HE'S EACTLLY MY TYPE!! or in some case it's an exact spitting image of the man I imagined to be with!

why is he staring at me? Oh my- please don't just stare at me!

I turned my gaze to the sea

"So how did you bring it today?"

It's been a week since we first met all he did was gave me files and ask me to do stuff..

"Yes! I brought it" I said and find a piece of paper to give him

"I've brought it as a certificate of deposit"

"Nice work, as always"

Good I need to go home now

"Then, I'll be off-"

"I have another job for you. It's a large sum this time."

You said that last time!!! and the time before that!

"Um.. Mr. Sergeyev"

"Yes?"

"I'm just a money launder. Considering these huge amounts... I'm not sure my abilities...."

"You're doing well, I assure you" he said with a cold voice

"But, Mr. Sergeyev! The money you've entrusted me with makes up half of everything I manage. My operation is too small to deal with such massive amounts of-"

"Then cut off the others.."

"But-"

"Is there a problem? I'm sure I give you a generous commission."

Commission or not, I don't wanna get involve with you anymore.. that's the problem!!

"By the way.. Isn't that a nice bag?"

"Sorry...?"

"The bag I gave you. It's much nicer than the one on your body right now, isn't it?." he stood up and wore the robe that one of his body guards putting on him

"I know you cherish your old stuff.. even with it's unraveling seams. But why don't you switch a nice one?" he slowly walked towards me

"Well it's no big deal.. either way. If you don't like it, feel free to get rid of it."

No thanks.. I won't toss away my life along with this bag.

"Ah.. Thank you very much.." Is all I can say to him

"Then, I'll see you again next time." he said and walked inside

gaaah... my life... whyy...

What the hell am I doing!? And I'm even Grinning like an Idiot! I only started this job so I could live without worrying about money.. But now, I have to be worried for even my life!

I'm now waiting for the small boat to get ready for them to escort me back to the docks

"Lady Miracle" someone called and it's George

"Do you dislike Caesar so much?"

"D-Dislike? him? of course not. He's a valued customer... The commission from him makes up 80% of my annual income and he also.. Gave me a house, food, clothes and this bag, Right?"

"Hmm.. but it looks as though you dislike him quite badly- oh your ride back is getting close"

"You should be careful. Tsar.. seems to have taken a fancy to you"

"Wh-what!? what do you mea-"

"T-taken a fancy?.. him? to me??"

"You really can't tell? he prizes you quite a lot you know, he may not act like it but he did gave you everything you need.. he may look like someone who would like much classier girls or someone with a high background. But it's the first time he looked at a woman who's ordinary"

Well.. I guess he didn't looked at my background that deep to think am an ordinary

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They dropped me off the docks..

haaa what to do to this bag now? George said I'll be screwed if I lost it.. I was kind of planning on faking that I lost it or like someone stole it

Well for now I just have to hold onto it...

I heard my phone rang and when I looked at it.. it's Jason

"Hello? Jason?"

"Darling!! where are you? I've been waiting nearby!"

"They dropped me on the docks, can you pick me up?

After waiting a red car parked at the street side

"Darling! I got here quick, didn't I?" a blond male guy appeared

This guy is Jason Clark.. he's a Korean American... And everyone's his 'Darling'. He doesn't look Korean at all.. But to me, he's a good friend, regardless of Nationality.. well we are both half Asian anyway... I know that no one should know about me and Mr. Sergeyev business, but Jason is given. I mean when I said I quit my job cuz I have a new one and said that it's money laundering he immediately knew it was with Mr. Sergeyev

"Good job today" He said and hugged me

"Ugh.. those bastards just stranding you alone in the dock.. They really torment you in all kind of ways "

"They're The mafia. At least I'm still breathing..."

"Haa.. come on let's get something to eat, since am not allowed in your fancy apartment.. at least treat me to something fancy" he chuckled and then we went in his car and drove away

During the drive I could only think of Caesar

"haaa... How... HOW CAN I STOP DOING DEALS WITH SERGEYEV???!!! AAARGHHHHH!!!!" I shouted that made Jason startled

"Isn't the only solution for him to stop giving you jobs of his own accord?"

yeaah...

"Anyway, what was he like today? still your type?"

"He was basically naked today. he was just wearing swimming trunks!"

"But then again, he's really something to behold. The face of a porn star and a body of a model..."

"He's so pale.. maybe it's because he's Russian. For someone who frequents Miami and lives in Bahamas and goes on a trip on his yacht every now and then.. it makes no sense that he has such pale skin."

"He's pale you say?"

"Yeah incredibly pale."

"Really? I guess it's possible, but.. darling, didn't he have any tattoos?"

"um tattoos? I didn't see any... although he has knife wounds and gun shots on his pecs and one on the v line of his abs"

"wait- no tattoos? but I thought you said you saw him in a swimming trunks"

"Yeah I did."

"That fucker's a real monster.."

"What is it? what's wrong with not having a tattoos???

"Well nothing in particular, but.. Sergeyev is a very famous mafioso. Right, Darling?"

I jus nodded when he faced me quickly and looked back at the road

"Anyone who's served time in Russian prisons even once would have a tattoo. In those prisons, a tattoo is a badge of honor. A star for theft, a skull for murder, and so on. But nobody's born in arms dealer. At first, you beat people up, sell drugs.. and the crimes only escalate from there.."

"So having no tattoos at all means that... not only has he never been to prison, but he also doesn't have any Bosses ordering him to get tattooed, right? It makes no sense unless he's a spawn of a demon... it's as if.. he had the boss's throne since he was born."

"Th-That's...."

"Darling?"

"It's nothing... I'm fine..."

I can't believe that his sleek body was proof that he's more of a bastard than I thought...

Seriously. I'm feeling like my life is in danger... and then I hear jokes about how he's 'Taken a fancy' to me...

some might call me a coward.. for fearing for my life over things like this.. but stuff like this are the reason that I escaped from my past.. I don't want to get involved to these kind of things... I don't think it's who I am at all.. at least that's what I believe when my mother died..

Back then I'm in a family just like as dangerous as this one.. when my mother died, my father turned back to the life he left when he became a married man and had me..

he taught me everything he knows.. and I just felt that it's wrong.. so at the age of 15.. I ran away and lived with my grand mother in America and when I started to study College she then died of being old and then I went here in Miami and that's where I met Jason

haaa.. when will I finally be free from this hell hole..

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After 2 weeks.. we're meeting again today

I'm wearing the same clothes as last time.. A white polo, pants and flat shoes, I look like a waiter and my old bag

"They won't beat me up.. right?" I asked myself at the mirror

Let's just go.. I left the apartment and just walked to the docks

haaa.. he's terrifying. I don't want to do anything that rubs him in the wrong way..

"he seems to have taken a fancy to you" that's what George said on our last meeting

If that's true, it's all the more reason that I can't show up carrying that bag!

If you receive a gift from someone, and then wear it the next time you see them, it sends a kind of signal. like

'I like you too'

'you can do nice things to me'

'I am prepared to accept you'

That's the signal conveyed by such action.

I don't know why, but... clearly, he's developed a 'curiosity' towards me.

I'll be on my best behavior.

Don't send him any signals... but don't let it show you dislike him..

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I arrived at the dock and am sweating as hell!

not because of the heat.. it's not even hot outside..

but am sweating because of nervous!

Mathew was the one who's in charge of taking me to the yacht today

"Did you toss it?" he went in circles looking at me

"Not your style?"

"Or did ya hide it under your clothes? gonna surprise him?"

"haaaa.. Tsar is not gonna like this.. did you really trashed it?" he said and walked to the boat

"uh, not really..."

"Well what ever..! c'mon, hop on."

"Hold on tight! I'm flooring it today!" he said and he went full speed and under 15 minutes we slowed down a little

"The boat you're gonna see today is all bigger. We have another thing to deal with so you'll be surprise how big it is!"

as we get closer I finally saw it

"wow.. it really is.. big...!"

Just how many boats does he own? he might as well travel around in an aircraft carrier..

Mathew helped me to step on the Yacht since it's quite wavy today

"Hi there Lady Miracle!" I was surprised when I saw George and greet me when I came up

"Ah, hello th-"

"What happened to the bag Tsar gave you? and the cloths.. that's what exactly you were wearing the last time we saw you"

"I.. um.. that's.." You making me more nervous George!

"well.. it can't be helped if it didn't suit your taste. So, shall we see Tsar now?"

that last sentence has never been more terrifying to hear!

Can I just jump out in the ocean instead!!

we're walking in this really long hallway

"You know.. to be frank, Tsar is in a really off mood today, it would've been nice if you'd worn the bag." George said

Now I'm more nervous than ever! T^T

We came to the end of the hallway and then George opened the door

"Tsar? Are you ready to..."

"YOU STILL HAVEN'T FIGURED OUT THAT BASTARD'S IDENTITY....?! IN THAT CASE....!"

"Tsar the Lady has arrived" George said and then Tsar stopped and faced us

"My, my! aren't we busy? perhaps I'll take Miracle to the parlor?"

"...ah Miracle, haaa.. yes, take her there" he just said

and then George walked me to the guest room

He... He's in a seriously bad mood!!!!

He was scowling... and he didn't even ask me how I've been!

"Caesar is just troubled by something at the moment... would you like some coffee? or maybe a cocktail? this boat has a bartender you know."

"M-Martini please" I said t George and then he just swayed his hand and some guy went away

Wh-what should I do...!? when I pull the money out, he's definetly gonna see the bag... and then.. Th-that's right! the money!!!

I pulled out the money out of my bag and stack it at the table in front of me

"your Martini, Lady" George said and I immediately drank it

I'll just set it out like this, and then after we finish the deal, I'll hightail it out of here... please let my plan work!

"Ah, sounds like he's here" George said that made me jump and sit straight

He sat across me, folded his arms and looked at me

what an awkward silence this is

"Th-this is the six million dollars you asked for, and the invoice..."

"Did you really get rid of it?"

"N-no sir!" I blurted out

"... well then, You must have an acceptable reason for not wearing it, right?" he gave me a death stare

what.. what should I say...?

"W-well.."

"So you didn't like it? as well as everything that I gave you?"

huh...

"Fine... nest time, we'll go buy one together, you have quite peculiar taste. I have no idea how you children dress. Maybe the two of us can take a stroll through the kid's department?" I

I glanced at him.. and he's smiling a little

Did his mood suddenly improve?

"It's a nice day today? why don't we go for a swim?"

"It-s fine I'm not feeling well" I said quickly and his face suddenly changed back to the way it was before

Gah.. did I offended him.. But...

he loos even hotter when he's pissed off. The thin long sleeve shirt he's wearing today shows off hiss collarbones, huh...

Oh man.. if you sprinkled some water there, it'd be a pool up.. his anger kind of makes him more sexier!

Alright.. I give it a A++ today!!

last time with the swimsuit, it's an A+++

"So you're telling me, we'll go once you're feeling better, when we shop for a new bag and we'll get you a swim suit too, hm? seems like you're quite a fussy about your style. It'd be impossible for me to pick something for you." he stood up

Agh.. I should have just worn the bag T^T

"Then, we'll meet in town next time. I'll show you out. This way." I followed him outside

What.. do I do? are we really gonna meet, just the two of us? what the hell.. just because of the damn bag..

A strong wind came in a second and when I looked at him.. he's just more dazling when he put his hair back up

"Ow!" I blurted when something came to my eye

"Oh sorry.. my eye.. somethings stuck in-" I scratched it and someone took my hand from scratching and he was so close to me

"M-Mr. Sergeyev?"

"You'll scratch your Cornea" he just said

M-My Cornea!?

"uh- Thank you hhahaah.." he let go of my hand

"The wind's strong, hm? come this way." I followed him down

It feels like... The more I try to avoid him, the future just draws him in.

I'll definitely have to wear the bag next time.

he helped me get on the boat and George is with us too

"I'll be returning to Miami next month" Tsar said and I nodded

and at the background I can hear cheering what the hell!

It's like I turned into an actual 'Lady' of some family..!

"I'll call you, Miracle." then he let go of my hand

"All ready?" George asked

"Uh.. yes! thank you."

He started the boat and then we took off as I see Tsar's vanish to the sea

Caesar Sergeyev.. what the hell is he thinking?

There's still like 2 weeks before our next meeting... maybe he wasn't being serious.

But once again..

As always seems..

Life wasn't on my side....

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The 2 weeks that felt like a stay of execution... passed in an instant,

What should I do to get this meeting wrapped up quickly?

First bring one of the bags he gave you a small one and a blouse he also gave.. and a comfy pants that I originally owe and this shoes he gave me too

ughhh I don't even know how to style myself

Then ama tell him that I already bought a swimsuit... yeah if we ate outside I'll just make it quick and leave

Jason and I have plans later at night... he said that we should go clubbing o blow off some steam..

aight am ready to go!

I went out of the apartment building and I saw him just outside the entrance gate

well not him completely

but the car says it all!

If I pass by like I didn't see him, maybe it'll delay the meeting even by just a little...

Please, don't let him notice me!!

I manage to walk pass by...

"Miracle!"

damn it!

I looked at him and oh my god... he's definitely cheating.. what ever he wore fits so perfectly at him!

"Hi.. Mr.Sergeye-"

"Please, we're not for work here, call me Tsar"

"yes- T-Tsar, uhm amazing car..."

"Aren't I more impressive than the car? you're the first person to compliment the car while meeting me"

Well yeah! we're not in the kind of relationship where we'd call each other amazing!!

"hahaha"

he just stared at me

ughh, it's hard to keep my mouth shut..

"You look extra beautiful today Miracle" he said and then smiled

"well the clothes is hahaha-"

"hop in" he said and opened a car door for me and then he came in

"So, where shall we go?" he asked

"um, about that.. we don't have to go for a shopping.. I even wore mostly of the gifts you gave me.. It's really too much, so I don't think.."

"Then.. shall we go for a drive?"

no! I don't want to be in the car much longer with you! it's making me more nervous than as it is!

"Ah no! "

"no?"

"Uhm.. we should uhm eat first"

"what? you didn't eat breakfast?"

"well.. I was having a hard time dressing up and I thought you'd wait long... I'm sorry"

"Don't be sorry Miracle, do you have something in mind you wanted to eat?"

"uh- what ever is fine really, I'm not a picky eater" I just said

and then he just started driving

"You said that you're not a picky eater? but why is it you go to the grocery store just outside the apartment building and buy cup noodles and junk food?" he said

"hw did-"

"I want to know if you're living safe.. so there's CCTV in the hallways and outside of the building"

He watches over meeee !!!

"why buy junk foods if you have all you need in the house? is the supplies not enough?"

"It's not that.. I just figured that if I cook for just my self it'll be a waste.. It's better to cook and then eat with someone" I said

Plus I studied every cook book I could find!.. so if ever you came in the apartment I can cook something for you

"we're here" he said and then stopped the car in front of a fancy hotel.. we went into the restaurant at the ground floor and there was no one else in there

we sat on a table for two and he ordered for me

we're having this wonderful time I mean he's not even in a bad mood..

Wealth= A+

Appearance= A++

Body= A++++++++

how can a man be so physically perfect but a complete psycho!

"Oh, Tsar! I haven't seen you in a while!" I looked and it was a woman wearing a hotel uniform I think?

"Is everything to your liking? It's still morning, so we prepared some simple dishes."

"Yes than you. My friend here didn't eat breakfast."

"Welcome. you can call me Jane"

I think she's the chef here

"Anyhow, Tsar, I'm surprised you came with another person..!"

"I'm sorry, you haven't even opened for the yet..." he smiled

huh... he never smiled like that when he talks to me.. hmm

Hey! why the hell are you getting sad about that huh!

after a while.. we ended back in the car T^T

"You didn't like the food?" he said as he drove

"N-no! I did!"

The food was incredible, I had to bum it off you, that's the problem!

"so you liked it. That's good"

haa..

Anyways.. why is it that ...

we seem to keep driving into secluded areas!

"It seems that we have and insect on our tail" he said

WHAT!?

I turned around and looked.. OH!

"I..I'M SORRY MR. SERGEYEV!!!" I shouted

"Why are you sorry?" he asked

"I-I looked behind us. Isn't that something I shouldn't do?" I said

he looked confuse and then he reached and touched my cheeks

"Oh, Miracle. Don't startle me like that. I thought you tipped off the police. Don't confuse me" he smiled and then lean back

Noo, I'd never do that.. I only have one life.. I'd like to preserve it.

"Hold on tight" he said and the floor it on a high speed

WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON~!! HELP MEEEE

I just ducked and covered my head

"Stay as you are Miracle" he said and then I can hear gun shots all over and then there's this Loud crash on the streets!

"Th-That sound just now...!" I screamed

"what was.. They got unlucky" All Tsar said

he drove to a small street dead end

"... Miracle.. Miracle!" he called

"ah"

"I think we should return to the apartment"

"I-s-see, well, I'll just get out here-"

"It's be best if we went back together"

why...

WHYYY!!!?

JUST LET ME GO, YOU CRAZY BASTAD!!!

"Yes, it's me." he said, he made a call

"are you sure? yes, she's next to me now. It's fine"

"good. send the cleaner that way. No, there's no need t g overboard..."

"please send my stuff to Miracle's apartment.. and send the rest of team 2"

A cleaner...? what exactly is it that they clean?!

"were you crying?" he asked

people will leak tears and even snot when they get too frightened. But you wouldn't know that!

"Well..."

"I wasn't trying to make you cry" he said and wiped a tear on my face and looked so worried at me

"I meant it" he said

why- why does keeps pounding so fast

when we arrived at the apartment there are at least 10man in suits line up as we walk at the hallway and when we entered the room there are more than 10 people inside, their organizing boxes and files

"Th-then I should go" I said

"Where are you going?"

"I have plans this evening with a friend of mine... "

"You have plans with someone else?" he asked and somehow the atmosphere around him is very unsettling

"what for?" he asked

I can't stay I wanna go to a bar and drink to blow off steam from you

"Plans, I see... Cancel them" he just said and walked away to his designated room

oh my god he's pissed

but what shall I say to Jason now?

"Lady Miracle?" George came up to me

"Tsar would like to talk to you in his office" He said

ohh what now..

I went to his office jus beside his room.. I never really wondered around the house.. just bathroom, my room, kitchen and living area.. so I don't really know what the other rooms are

"Please seat here Miracle" he pointed at the couch and I sat on it

"Uh- about earlier.. thank you for saving my life.. I really am"

"Miracle, It's fine, but since we're on the topic. I will want you to have this" he gave me a box and he opened t in front of me

"This is a 92 series, it's weighs less than a kilogram, with an effective range of eighty meters. This Gun is highly precise and very lethal. it's not a favorite among soldiers for nothing..."

what.. what is he saying right now?

soldiers? guns?? you're telling me this gun is what exactly they use in war!!

"The size and weight are just right.. for you to use"

oh my.. everything is..

"Miracle?"

everything is going Blurry...

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