Rhys went to the Phoenix bar and contact his friend. The friend that is always there to listen to his whims. He met her on his dark days. She's the honest person that he ever knew. She would come for free drinks. Friends with benefits without sex.

"What's up?" She asked as she slid on the barstool beside him. "You are going to whine about your brother again? I think I'm tired of it."

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Rhys laughed at her.

"He texted me weeks ago."

"Hmm?" She asked as she ordered a cocktail. "What did he say?"

"He said that he's sorry and he loves me."

"Huh, very touching." She said with a hint of a little dramatic and sarcasm. "The two of you are very stupid. But fun." She said honestly.

"Thank you." Rhys lifted his cognac and winked. "Get your drink. Let's talk somewhere private."

She rolled her eyes. She thanked the bartender that fixed her drink. They walked to the VIP room and he ordered more drinks and foods.

"This is what I like." She said and she started eating. Rhys didn't eat anything at all.

"So, how's the office?" He asked. She didn't answer and just continue eating. "You are wearing too casual that's why you don't have a boyfriend."

She stopped eating and wiped her lips.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" She asked and he laughed at her. "Don't lecture me, Rhys. I am two months older than you."

Somehow, the two of them have this big connection. She told him about her life. She's broke and this is why Rhys treated her with foods and drinks just for someone to accompany him and listen to his whims without a girl flirting with him and take his money.

The girl gave his money back when a pickpocketer takes it from him. He saw it on the CCTV. She's said that she's in an interview as a waitress or dishwasher in his bar. Her mother maximized the credit cards that make her broke. She's still paying for it until now. It's half-million and her wage doesn't cover it at all. She needed to move out from a good apartment to something shabby and not secure.

 "So, just a question Camila, why did you give your credit card to your mother."

"Well, she had access to all of my credits. I just let their since she's depressed because my father left her and then another boyfriend left her. I never thought that she would do a crazy thing to the extent that she would spend a lot of money on her boyfriends to please her. They even do it in my apartment." She said casually.

"What the hell? What kind of mother would do that to their daughter?" Rhys asked.

"It's good for you that you are in a very rich family with a loving mother and father," Camila said. Rhys nodded at her. The girl has the worst things in life and yet she remained casual.

"How much do you owe the bank?"

"I think half a million."

Rhys's eyes widen.

"Holy fuck! That's a lot."

"It's near to one million, Rhys." She shrugged. "You know, I had researched. Some girls are selling their virginity for a big amount. I think that will work."

Rhys nearly choked from his drink.

"They are auctioning it. By the way…" She said.

"You are a virgin?" He exclaimed. Camila frowned.

"What the fuck, Rhys? You are more surprised that I am a virgin than selling my body?"

Rhys laughed out so loud. Damn, she's making all of his stress away.

"What kind of a friend are you, Rhys? I was there when you are crying your ass and here you are insulting me... because I'm a virgin?"

Rhys fell from the sofa and rolled on the carpeted floor as he kept on laughing. Camila shook her head and continue eating.

After Rhys recovered, he calmed himself and covered his mouth from laughing. He scanned her from head to toe and she glared at him.

"Yes, now I see. You never had a boyfriend?" Rhys said. Camila rolled her eyes.

"It's not a bad thing. At least I'm clean and I never got herpes or got mouth to mouth with someone who has herpes."

"Hey, I'm clean and I don't have herpes," Rhys said. "Why won't you just sell it to me? 2.2 million, plus a condo near your work-place."

She creased her brows.

"They are offering euros or dollars in there."

"2.3 million dollars and 1 condo unit?" Rhys said and shrugged. "Don't worry, I'm a good lover. But we'll have to do it on my terms."

"No bondage or other kinky stuff."

"Where did you learn that?" Rhys chuckled. "No. Don't worry. Just vanilla." He winked at her.

She shook her head.

"You rather have it to someone you don't know," Rhys asked. "Come on, Camila. I can do better. Besides, I will give you things. Just be my bedmate."

"Thank you for the offer, Rhys." She said sarcastically.

They sing karaoke while eating and drinking. It's Friday and there are a lot of people in the bar. The topic faded when they are enjoying each other, dancing and singing dramatically with sad songs.

Rhys falls asleep on the sofa pillowing on her lap. She's dozing and she slapped her face to wake herself. She shook him.

"Rhys, it's fucking morning." She mumbled. She checked the phone. It's already two in the morning and she needed to go home. She smacked his chest. He wakes up and then, he took out his phone and dialed his driver.

"Yeah, I can't drive back to penthouse… okay. VIP." He mumbled. He looked up at her and then to her full chest. "Hey, why did you suddenly have boobs?"

Camila smacked his abdominal.

"Why don't you have a dick?" She asked. Rhys sat up and suddenly become sober. She started laughing.

"I have a dick! Wait until you see it!"

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Moira found out the assassin that wanted to kill Raiden back in the Maldives. However, she didn't know who he is working with. But the man is already dead and he failed the mission. She looked at Charlotte as Butler Samson escorted her outside. She waved at Raiden and told him that she'll come back soon.

Moira approached Raiden.

"Who would want to kill you?" Moira asked. Raiden shrugged at her. Moira massaged her forehead. "Do what Cyra said. She's a doctor and she will cure you."

Raiden nodded. He went back to the room where Cyra set up something for him. It seemed to be CT-Scan. He changed his clothes into a hospital dress. Then, he lay on the capsule, and Cyra run tests on him and she frowned. Then, the capsule opened.

"What?" Raiden asked.

"You have a big tumor, over there. So, I think you need to stay here for hours."

"Tumor?" Raiden asked.

"Yes, a blood clot formed at the back of your head. We need to remove it ASAP."

"But Charlotte is not here, yet," Raiden said.

Cyra exhaled and nodded.

"Okay, we'll wait for Charlotte."

Raiden sat on the sofa waiting for Charlotte. Cyra sat on the sofa across him.

"You love her," Cyra said.

"Yes. I think so." Raiden shrugged.

"The last time was, you were in love with Bianca."

"I don't remember Bianca. Charlotte is there with me in the hospital, taking care of me even though she had a fever. What else could I ask for?"

Cyra nodded at him.

"You remember something?"

"I remember a few things. Some are a blur but I think I have a great family." Raiden said.

"You still love Charlotte even though her family bullies you?"

"Yes. I mean, Charlotte doesn't deserve to have a family like that. She's the greatest person I've ever known~~I mean it felt that way."

Raiden talked with Cyra more until Charlotte came and hugged him and kissed him. Butler Samson bent down to Cyra covered his mouth and whispered something. Her eyes become fierce. Cyra looked at Raiden as he spoke to Charlotte about the tumor but Cyra is going to remove it.

"Excuse me." Cyra stood and Butler Samson followed her outside. "She was slapped by her sister?"

"Yes, for stealing, Ma'am. So, we left everything she owns except for Raiden's clothes. She seemed to make up her mind of not coming back there."

Cyra exhaled.

"We are not going to tell it to Raiden, except sent them a threat. They hurt a family member of Dragon and Phoenix." Cyra told him.

Butler nodded. He left for his room to make that letter with the seal of half-dragon and half-phoenix. Cyra went back inside and smiled at them.

"Raiden knows about these nanomites. But since he got selective amnesia, he might not remember about it. Also, the operation is a little risky. But removing the tumor in his head it might shuffle a few nerves~~in the end it will be fished. There might be few side-effects."

"But, he won't get critical?" Charlotte asked.

"Yes, of course."