Future Princesses

01

My name is Jesika Atmaja rather Nala Jesika Atmaja daughter of a prominent businessman, Leonardo Atmaja and his wife named Reisya Atmaja.

At the age of exactly 24 years I was appointed as a director in the second largest company one of the branches of Atmaja Group.

Of course to get this position requires a play with fox humans, in front of the public our family looks very harmonious even though every day is full of cold war to bring each other down.

Besides a director I am also a leader of an organization working behind the scenes named ♤BLOODY DEVIL♤.

My identity has never been known to anyone but my right hand he will rule everything when I am not in place.

My nature when in front of all my family members and in front of my men is inversely proportional to the mask I have been wearing.

Because according to my family I am an innocent woman who is very easy to control. Like a doll that is very beautiful, but will be discarded if it is not worth using.

In the underworld, everyone calls me Key, because I am the key to the treasure in our secret vault.

I can be said to be an expert in martial arts, but that doesn't mean I can do everything as easily as flicking a finger.

It all takes effort, man!

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Today is my sister's wedding day..... Ahhh of course I look happy_- but boong.

This marriage was just a decoy to distract the public from the massive robbery of 5 banks in the same city within a period of seven days. Great not.

But that doesn't mean guarding here is off guard because right now my men are moving our entire loot to a secret safe.

But know this is very boring because the show is too smooth and quiet.

Ahh wait isn't this too quiet or maybe the police officer is too stupid?

Wait isn't this too ridiculous? I haven't even had a chance to foya yet but I feel my death is near.

"DORR"

The gunshot of a man in the right servant's shirt hitting my heart.

My body collapsed and a little convulsed with intense heat and pain as my consciousness began to fade.

Whether it's hell or heaven that I get, I've gone and I have no regrets about my life a while ago.

Very light my soul seemed to come out and fly away from his body. I have no regrets in my life this time.

But why is unwillingness stirring the soul without this regret?

Do I have a certain desire that I have not yet obtained?

What turmoil this god really disturbed the momentary calm that I got, even my sincere sense of death just disappeared.

Lived on? yes I still want to live, I still want to take advantage of the money I just stole.

I still want to get rid of the fox man and the poisonous snake in my family. Ahhhtur surely they will feel very happy with the news of my death.

God is right I am a selfish man. But please accept my egoism. I still want to live...

I promise to change, I promise to enjoy life more and protect the good people who are by my side, and respect them more.

Please...