SECOND WORK

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In an old building, it looked abandoned from the outside. The four-story construction project became the headquarters of the ruling men.

Stop in the courtyard. The dark colored sports car makes a wheel trail. High speeds that were deliberately stopped were the cause.

A moment passed, a beautiful woman opened the car. Put a stick of nicotine on your lips, turn on the lighter, then take a sip. Smoke also flew. Accompanying the disappointment that is being felt. Clara came with a myriad of smoldering grudges.

Still enjoying tobacco. Clara's eyes narrowed. Staring as far as the eye can see. The beautiful bead was now filled with sparks. Remembering the rejection of a degree that is considered an insult.

A nearly exhausted impingement was thrown in any direction. Clara clenched her hands.

"Suck!" as the woman said, hit the wheel hard enough.

"Harrhgg...!" raung Clara then, still dropping a fist into the steering wheel.

Clara ruffled her hair, feeling very messed up. A clear liquid escaped amidst the anger that was stirring. Clara clutched the wheel tightly. Dropped his head there.

"How dare you refuse me! How dare!" furious Clara, sounding heart-wrenching. Her tears flowed the river.

The hysterical cry of the woman broke the silence. The wounds left behind the title felt perfect. There was not a single space in his heart that was not filled with pain.

Clara looked up, looking helpless. "How can you still ignore me! How can!" clara shouted, not accepting. His body stiffened at the man's treatment.

"Even after I changed my face to her, you still couldn't touch me and kicked me out?" he nodded in disbelief.

"Excession! You're really outrageous!" maki Clara, sobbing tight due to injuries that rained down to the trough of the heart.

"You think you're perfect? You think you deserve my sacrifice so far?" Clara nodded slowly. "No Degree! You are totally inappropriate! You don't deserve my love! Especially body!" clara's scorn is getting less and less self-aware.

Clara was crying again. Lamenting his unrequited love. The men who witnessed did not dare to approach. Choose to secure yourself. Let the woman do what she wants.

It took a few minutes for Clara to control the sadness she was feeling. When her demon soul returned, Clara grinned. Still in tears he swore, "I'll make you cry blood! Your whole life should be in regret! There will be no apologies for you, title! There won't be! It's too late, enjoy my vengeance!"

Clara's attention was distracted when the pressure of someone she knew so well reached the sense of hearing.

"Ups...it seems your plan did not go as expected," said Clary, Clara's twin disguised as Katrina.

The woman who an hour ago warmed the Earthquake bed walked nicely toward her brother.

Clary leaned against the body of the car. Sealing, staring concernedly at the woman who was still sitting in the steering chair. A sneaky smile full of ridicule slanted on her tiny lips.

Unbeknownst to Clary, Clara clenched her hands in a hidden place.

'Does he feel like he's winning? Hmh! So stupid! He forgot who I was! L'm... Bramasta Clara! Won't let yourself be one level with me! Especially being on top of my achievements! Dream while you still can!' clara in the heart.

Clary leaned body. Clenched her lips and spoke softly right next to Clara's ears, "No problem! Don't be weak just because of a man. Truly, treasures and thrones are more attractive than love."

Clara turned her head, staring at the disgust of her brother's overly sexy appearance. Showing many signs of earthquake possession.

Clary pushed Clara's head, "Hey! I care about you! Although we never got along but this time I was really concerned!"

Clara laughed, "Damn it! I don't need mercy!"

"Yayaya.. whatever!" Clary twists her eyeballs. Feeling tired yourself. "Swipe!" the woman's orders sounded sarcastic.

Lazily serving her twin sister, Clara chose obedience.

"Where are you going?" clara protests when Clary starts her car engine.

"Fill your stomach! You need power! Your toys are waiting!" Clary smiled eerily.

Clara was blown away, wiping her tears so gracefully.

"Really! The force must feel the pain! Beyond what I feel! That way, the title shattered by itself!" cetus Clara's. His eyes emitted a dangerous glint.

Clary seemed to agree. Get a car, find a place to eat.

***

In a different place, everyone was swallowing disappointment. The secret operation planned by the Storm failed. The place that Clara originally used to captivate Gaya and Katrina was empty. Leaving two bound humans helpless.

The storm opened the headgear. The two figures looked familiar. They are Danu spies sent to stalk Gaya's existence.

"They're caught. Clara must have chosen another place to hide Gaya and Katrina" Danu said, holding back anger.

"We're late sir" the Storm told the Nobles. "Damn! Really shit!" he cursed while kicking the empty air.

The nobleman gripped Danu, his eyes full of demands. "This is what you said in your surveillance? Why didn't you say it from the beginning? Why?" that man's scab.

The famous nobleman was patient even to the point of losing control. Worrying about the fate of Gaya and Katrina makes him unable to think clearly.

"Kupik—"

Danu did not have time to answer, Nobles have attacked him again.

"You take criminals for granted. Your heart is too good. Can't predict what they're going to do" said the nobleman in a low tone of emphasis.

Not long after, the fire that was controlling the middle-aged man was burning again.

"He's demon! He's cold-blooded! Clara could be more sadistic than your wife! Where's your brain, Danu! Where!" hardik Nobles, slam Danu's body. Making the middle-aged man almost fell if Bryan did not immediately catch him.

"Back to base!" bring the Nobles to his men.

All according to Danu is no exception. The man looked sorry. Aye! Danu was too prejudiced towards the kidnappers. Thinking that Gaya and Katrina were just taken prisoner. Is wrong! Clearly wrong! Clara and her twin aren't that good.

***

Already in the secret room. The nobility no longer hid his map of strength. Danu and Bryan were there. Dumbstruck by what is in front of the eyes.

"Storm, is it that hard to trace the whereabouts of Gaya?" asked the nobleman, sitting on the oversized chair. Massaging his head that feels dizzy.

"Sorry sir. Looks like Clara learned the mistake Randy made. That woman is pretty smart. Whatever was attached to Gaya's body and Katrina was not detected. Clara clearly knows that we're putting a lot of hidden tools in place" Storm said.

The nobleman sighed heavily, closing his eyes while thinking.

"CCTV secret that I installed in Gaya's Style was touched by him. Being hacked without mercy. There is no information we can use" Katrina's sister continued.

The nobleman opened his eyes, his gaze sharp. That heavy voice seemed to confirm his seriousness, "You sure there's no other way?"

The storm is silent, still thinking. Look at one by one the work of his subordinates. The intelligence staff was busy checking all the data related to Clara and Clary. Some observe CCTV around the location of the hostage taking place.

"Aset does not move," suggested the Storm made all the men turn their heads. "Make sure you check all assets belonging to the Bramasta family. Whatever it is! It is not uncommon for criminals to use a place far from the settlement to capture their victims!" cetus the man.

The intelligence staff nodded, again preoccupied with a myriad of jobs.

"Tomorrow is the announcement of the new leadership of Candana Group" Bryan said, stealing the attention of Nobles, Storms, and Danu.

"Di-he teased me for a while," Bryan hesitated.

"If he's still interested in you, serve! You can steal the time to put this magic thing in the stuff it always carries, "The storm throws small flat, round objects. It appears to contain a magnetic field.

Bryan laughed foolishly, "You sold me? All righty! Make sure Gaya and Katrina are safe without any injuries! That's an expensive payment I deserve!"

The storm nodded, "I'm trying."

The coming of the Degree, adds to the mind of the Nobles and Danu. The man who is frivolous and not excited makes the eyes uncomfortable.

"Why gather here? What was? Is there a problem?" tanya Degrees, lazy. Quite surprised to see the existence of secretary Gaya's Style there.

"Sit down!" Nobles calling. "You should know something about—"

"Enough!" cut the title still at the door. "If it's about Style, it's best not to! Never say his name again! I don't want to hear anything about him!" exclamation Degree gave a fierce look to Bryan. Their actions made Degrees hurt again.

"Degree, you misunderstood. Style not—"

BRACKET!

Fed up degree. Slamming the door, ignoring Bryan who was explaining the subject.

Nobles and Danu sighed. His heartache continues. It's not easy being a title. It was not easy to get her to talk in this situation. However, deep down the noble was grateful. The title did not fall in the game that Clara created.

***