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

"Mission accomplished Father." Austin dropped a briefcase on his study table and a large suitcase on the floor.

"Well done my boy." Harrison put his half finished stick of cigarette into the ashtray that was beside his hand. "I want Jiro to learn from you."

"Sure." He sat down. "What's in the case?"

"The briefcase underneath is supposed to contain lots of cash and cheques. And the suitcase is filled with drugs. Cocaine, pot, and what not." Harrison took out a penknife. "This box was supposed to be taken to a casino is Mexico. The suitcase was going to Saudi Arabia."

"Let's open the suitcase." Austin pulled out his own knife. "To check authenticity."

They both took off their coats and sat around the box. Harry cut the metal lock with a piler while Austin cut the zipper of the box.

They opened it and carefully took out it's contents. There were packets of white powder, bottles of heroin, crack cocaine, even packets of con*oms and s*x toys.

Austin gagged. "I think I'm going to throw up." He picked out out the syringes filled with steroids.

Austin identified each drug they saw. 'I don't even take drugs. That's beyond me.' There was cannabis, date r*pe drugs, Ecstasy pills, Meth and Angel dust.

He shuddered and turned to his father. "What do we do with them?"

"We are wearing gloves so our identities will be kept confidential." Harry stood up and went to his phone. "I'll have someone keep it in a discreet location. Then, I'll anonymously tip the police. It should be taken care of."

"Alright." He dusted his trousers. "I have to meet Alora. She's in the hospital."

"There is still something else I need you to do." Harry said.

"What?" Austin phone buzzed in his pocket. "Please excuse me Father." He took a bow and walked into the stationary office where his father made private calls.

[I was wondering, when are you coming? I'm a bit worried.]

"Soon, I hope. Don't worry okay." He felt so bad for making her uneasy. "I'll be sure to bring dumplings."

"I won't." He ended the call. 'I hope I don't forget.'

Dumplings And Pork Buns