Valoel

She lives a simple life. His is as tangled as a piece of thread. She is full of joy and bliss. He is burning with hate and blood lust. 
But somehow, they need each other.
And he would stop at nothing to make sure she is his.
In a world of where you feel cold, you gotta stay gold.
The pains of a past life and the bewilderment of the future, can these two souls become one?

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Rich guy, Poor girl

Austin dreamt of Alora. She tormented his mind at day and disturbed his sleep at night. He washed his hair, took a bath and sent invitations for the party. The people he would invite would prepare for anything.

It was at three in the afternoon and he went downstairs to check on the cleaning. The mansion was as neat as a pin. It was wise of him to put Sally in charge of the cleaning.

"Good morning, Master Cannon." The servants bowed.

"Good morning. Proceed with your duties." Austin waved a hand and the servants disappeared. Sally rushed forward and bowed. "Good morning, Master Cannon. I ordered some chefs and professional cleaning agents to assist with the cleaning just as Protocol EP stated."

"Yes, Master. Would you like to be served?"

"Yes, in my bedroom. I would have something light today. I won't be around much."

"I am very pleased with you, Sally. I am going to get ready for an outing. Leave the payments to Calum. He will do the rest."

"Thank you, Master." She vanished into the kitchen and Austin went back upstairs. He was greatly happy with Sally. She grew up so fast.

Sally chose to handle the mafia boss life and she was darn good at it. She would leave the mansion as early as two wearing a red crop top, leather shorts, knee high boots and a revolver and come back at twelve in the night with negotiation papers signed.

All the mafia images called her, 'The black man's secret weapon.' She never messed up a mission. She would attend parties with him and never got drunk.

He taught her martial arts and defences. She was feared by countless mafai queens. That part of her life was rough like sandpaper.

She never betrayed Austin and always knew what to do when she was at gunpoint. She was the 'Less talk, more action.' type of person.

She stayed that way for three years until Austin told her that she could attend school. He would take her to school and bring her back.

She did well but, he decided that when she finished University, she couldn't go back to being a mafia queen. Sally understood and he made her his watchman or is it watchwoman? She handled business in the mansion as if she owned it.

She never screwed up and Austin never to punished or maltreated her for any reason. A soft knock hit the door and it opened slowly.

"Master, I have brought your breakfast."

"Come in, Sally." She trotted in and dropped the tray in his coffee table. As she was about to leave, he called her back

"Sally, are you sure that you wouldn't want to join me in the mafia life again? You were really good at it?"

Sally sighed and said, "I don't think I would be joined by you again."

"You may leave " Sally left the room and went to oversee the work that was going on downstairs. It was a questionhe just had to ask. Austin are quickly and dressed then, he drove out of the mansion. He had think to do.

I Have Plans