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

"Okay," Austin dashed out of a restaurant with four bags in his hands. "I've gotten the food she asked for. Now, I have to make it to the hospital before 7PM and the time is 6PM."

He ran to his bike which was in a dark ally and kept the food under the seat. He put on his helmet, sat on the seat and turned on the bike. Just then, he heard two voices.

Han grit his teeth in anger. "That Cannon. He's a pain in the ass."

Han's partner, Mark kicked a can while swallowing some pills. "Boss is angry that we didn't get the drugs he wanted."

Han itched his neck. "I planned on taking some ladies out with the cash. Maybe bang a few."

"I swear he is a menace to society." Han coughed.

They came out of an ally and met another dark corner before them. Mark pulled Han back.

Infuriated, Han was about to punch Mark when he stopped. "That voice, isn't that the bastard who cause all out problems?"

Mark saw a young man with beautiful black hair and green eyes that shone in the dark. "Who is that? He looks so pretty. I think I'm in love."

"That's gross. I know you are gay but calm down." Han pointed at his neck. "That's Austin Cannon, Lord of Death. He's the one who killed five hundred of our men in that desert fight along with Julius Clayton and his bodyguard, Calum. They killed them in under three hours."

"Him?" Mark pointed at the man who had sat on the bike. "He looks so innocent and pure. Like a little kitten."

"Dude, can't you see the tattoo on his neck?"

Mark looked closely. "You're right. It is him. Can we beat him up? And maybe I can smash him."

"That's too much." Han slapped him back. "You can't sleep with the enemy's son."

"Excuse me but do you need something?" Austin asked. "I can hear you."

"We have to come out." Han whispered.

"Sorry, we were just discussing something." Mark walked out. 'He looks way gorgeous from a close angle.'

Mark and Austin just stared at each other intensely, not knowing what to he first move would be.

'I know this person.' Austin thought. 'I saw him at the raid a few hours ago. He's the one who led those men today. I bet he recognises me. I don't have time.'

'He might know who I am because of what happened today.' Mark casually put his hands in his pocket.

Austin took off his helmet and ruffled his hair. "Is there something wrong?" He flashed a soft smile.

'He's so distracting. That smile is something else.,' "Not at all."

Austin smile turned into a evil grin "Are you sure?"

Mark froze in fear and Han back away. 'I can't win against him. Mark's a gonner.'

"Where do you think you're going, buddy?" Austin grabbed Han's shirt and pulled him out of the porly lit corner. "It's only a chicken who abandon his comrade." He covered Han's face with his fist.

"Today, I'll teach you a lesson called Loyalty."

Don't Try Smashing The Enemy's Son