The loud sound of the music played by the DJ on the stage, can be heard clearly even from a distance.

Colorful lights that can't stay still, and sneak in all directions.

The pungent smell of alcohol in the air, could be clearly smelled from the moment you stepped foot in the entrance.

The women are seen wearing clothes that lack material, the men look like bums with their tattered looks.

This place only lights up when the sun bids farewell, and the moon comes to say hello over the dark night sky.

'Flower of deepest desire'

Is what the name of this place is.

And in this place a girl of 5 feet 7 inches, walked in with steady steps.

A long-sleeved white shirt with cuffs. the two buttons from the neck collar are not intertwined, revealing her V-line neck.

The suit Made of silk that wrapped her body, was mahogany brown.

The coat hangs from the shoulders to the thighs.

Her pants are complemented by a leather belt that emphasizes the line at her waist.

Short black heeled boots, with laces from the shoes tying at the ankles.

A choker necklace with a cross was tied around her throat, highlighting the loop of her neck.

Her long hair she let down in a slightly messy touch, was now doused in the glare of the colorful lights that floated throughout the room.

Although only people who have positions or power know Her

'True Identities', but everyone knows who is the richest tycoon in the world.

Valerie's family has its own peculiarity, namely the color of pale red eyes that will look dark pink neon in the dark.

So when she was there.

Music stops playing.

The people's talk was muffled by silence.

The movement of the people stopped, as if the one who moved would lose their life.

And just like that.

The sea of ​​people in the room, immediately split into two sides to make a way for her, and the people who came together with her.

There were a few girls, and guys trying to get her attention by blocking her way.

But was confronted by a braid dark brown-haired girl, with a pair of dark deep blue eyes covered by glasses that accentuated the shape of her face.

The manager of the place immediately rushed into the crowd, when he received the news that Miss Valerie had arrived.

And how surprised he was, when he saw a girl with brown hair in a braid , dressed in all grey, with a little blood stains on her glasses.

Being the one who stepped on the pile of humans, which consisted of 3 men, each measuring 2 times the size of the girl herself.

"I-I'm very sorry, beca-because I-I've made you experience thi-this kin-kind of t-thing.

....."

The manager said to Camilia while bowing, with a trembling voice.

"Show me the way"

Camilia orders in a cold tone.

"YES, MA'AM!"

He answered quickly, and loudly.

He showed the way to the top floor which was the place for the VVIPs, to meet one of her clients......

"Miss Valerie, it is an honor for me to meet you"

Said a man who seemed to be in his early 27's, while trying to take Camilia's right hand to give her a kiss on the knuckles.

He planned this and thought that by doing it suddenly, and at time she was just passing through the entrance the chances of success would be high.

before he managed to give a kiss, a knife had already rested on his throat, and red lasers emanating from the special long-range rifle were lodged all over his body.

"Know your limits, "

Said the brown haired girl who holding the knife, and now the knife was stained with red on some of the sides.

Now Mr. Villyton was holding the area that been left by the small object, there was a fresh dark red stream coming from the place where the knife had been resting, which could be clearly seen in his white coat which was starting to be wrapped in crimson drops.

''

The sound of clapping came from the only one Camilia Eleanor Valerie, make that man look up to see the famous pale red eyes, while still holding his throat.

The cut wasn't deep enough to kill, but enough to leave a mark.

"How about we get straight to the important thing.

, Mr Villyton...?"

The beautiful women said with cold tone while snapping her fingers, and just like that all the red laser target markings from his body disappeared.

And the bodyguards who didn't move because of all the lasers on their boss' bodies, immediately rushed over with the first aid kit.

"With........ pleasure, Miss Valerie."

The red-haired man replied with a limp tone, and a flushed face.

While one of his bodyguards wrapped his neck, with a bandage.

"Shall we take a seat, then..?"

Said the beautiful women, while give the brown haired girl a handkerchief for her knife.

"Of course, allow-"

"This way please, Miss"

The red-haired man said, before being cut off by Cleora.

Camilia walked in the direction Cleora pointed, after nodding her head at the brown haired girl.

When Camilia wasn't looking, Cleora glared at Mr. Villyton, and hinted at something from her mouth.

:HOW PATHETIC:

was the word that came out of her mouth, before smiling sweetly, with warm eyes.

After making a deal with Mr. Villyton, the Beautiful woman immediately walked away from the place.

Regardless of the red-haired man's exasperated scream, who wanted to ask for her little time.

The black limousine she was riding in, immediately moved straight to the airport.

A woman's frustrated voice was submerged, thanks to the soundproof walls of the Limousine.

"Miss, what is now in your hands is the final document."

The voice of the dark deep blue-eyed girl sitting on the chair opposite the woman sounded tired, and desperate.

"Even I would need a whole day, to finish what you have done in an hour. So please don't make it sound like you're more tormented doing it than I was doing it, Miss."

Said the brunette girl while adjusting her glasses, to the black-haired woman who was now raising one eyebrow at the girl, while finishing her final paperwork.

"!!

Even though you admit that it's torturous, you don't seem to regret bringing all of this to me at once, do you?...

Camilia asked cleora, who was now tidying up the paperwork that her lady had completed.

"Your genius brain needs food.

Miss.

So I'm just trying to be a good personal assistant."

Cleora replied to Camilia, who was brushing the hair that was blocking her face with her left hand, and took a glass of wine with the other.

"Such a Smart way You Talking.

Huh..."

Said the beautiful woman while leaning back, and placing her right foot on top of her left, while sipping wine from her glass.

"I learned from the best, ..."

Cleora replied with a smirk on her lips, while taking a glass of wine for herself.

The black limousine explaining how expensive it was, stopped at its destination.

"Miss, we have arrived."

Said the limousine driver, who appeared to be in his late 40s, after tapping twice on the glass in the middle of the dividing wall between the driver's and passenger's quarters.

"Good, and thanks Theo"

Camilia replied as she straightened her clothes, and stepped out after Cleora who was now holding the car door for her to get out.

"A pleasure for this old man, Miss."

The smile that appeared on the woman's lips when she heard the old driver's words, was instantly swept away without a trace to become flat and cold the moment her feet stepped out.

Her steps were straight, and steady to where her private jet was ready to take off.

The flight attendants in bluish black uniforms, look neatly lined up beside the plane's entrance

"

Their greetings to Camilia.

Whose her whole body was shrouded in the darkness of the night, and touched by the moonlight that came upon them.

Her long dark black hair that was gently carried by the wind, looked like it was sprinkled with moonlight submerged in the darkness of the night.

Her eyes, which were dark neon pink in the darkness, stared straight ahead.

"We're leaving. ."

Camilia ordered after nodding at the flight attendants earlier.

"Yes, Miss!"

They answered in unison.

'I hope my little brother doesn't get tired of waiting for his Sister.'

Said the woman in her heart.

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I like explaining the clothes, and this one is a bit rush.

So spare me, okay?