-- Houston Hotel --

"Mmmh...mmm... ahh... uh uh m.... be gentler.... Jason..."

" Don't worry my love. I will."

" Jason... Do you think... Jessica will be mad once she finds out about us?... be gentler"

" She won't. We've been doing this since last month and she didn't even know."

"Jason, Who do you think is better, Me or Jessica" She said with a cunning smile. If it weren't for my ***-kicking plan, I wouldn't even date that ****.

They really are a match made by hell. One is a scheming bitch with low IQ and lacks of ideas, and the other is a lousy dog that claims himself a Godddamned wold when he's far from being a wolf pup. If there is a wolf existing.... It would be 'Him'.

"Ofcourse its you. She won't even let me touch her. I'm just using her money for my drug syndicate."

"Really?! But... What if...."

"What is it, my love?"

"What if... She gets mad and bullies me?"

" She dares?! Don't worry, I'll protect you"

"But... Jason... She's from the Ranchez Family! One of the Richest in the World!"

".... Don't worry. I created a drug syndicate that is growing to be a large one. I'll be as powerful as them when it comes"

".... You're right." (If you were to break up with her, how else am I going to get the stuff I want?!)

"Tsk, Tsk, Tsk. I'm afraid your 'drug syndicate' will never accomplish its goal."

"Who's there?!"

"Me." "Je-Je-Jessica?! D-don't misunderstand! We.. I"

"Save it. I was never interested in you anyway. I'll let the police take care of you. *snaps fingers*"

*Comes in* "Jason Quinn, You're under arrest for selling drugs" "Everything you say will be used against you in the court of law"

"Thank you, Young Mistress Jessica for cooperating with the police. We'll take it from here."

"Your Welcome, Officer Forrest." I'll be going now."

"Bye, Young Miss."

"Woo. Neat ride you got there."

"Yeah, yeah. Out of my way, Lucas"

"Please! Just let me drive your Bugatti La Voiture Noire for once?"

"No. Go back to school."

"C'mon, Sis."

"...... No. That's final. What the **** are you doing here, anyway?"

"It's our lunch break, but the Cafeteria had lots of people so I snuck out."

".... Fine. Get in. But I'll drive. I'll treat you to lunch."

"Yes!!"

-- At A High-Class Restaurant --

"That would be all."

"Hey, Sis." "Hm? What is it?"

"Aren't you getting engaged with the Hudson Family's son tommorrow?"

"No. I already sent him to jail earlier."

"Really?! That's good!! That way... I can still have my elder sister to take care of me."

"Hey, you're turning 15 next month and you're still acting like a 5 year old"

"I don't care."

"Little Brat. Ah! I forgot to tell you. Since I went back from France, I got a surprise for you"

"What is it?! Tell Me."

"First. Finish your meal, I'll send you back to school. You'll see it when you get home."

"Yes!" My dear little brother. Is always the joy of the family. The last treasure Mom left for us. All he wants to do is become a pilot and travel the world. I can't believe I have a simple and innocent brother. *chuckle*

-- --

"See You later, Sis!" "Yeah, yeah."

'Hey, isn't that the famous heir of the Ranchez Family?' 'Yeah. The magazines weren't kidding, she really is a beauty.' 'Not only that, she also made the Ranchez family reach even greater heights when she took over at 22.' Ah. I almost forgot to introduce myself. I'm Jessica Ranchez. Age: 24. One of God's best creations. A mixture of Intelligence and beauty. People call me The Black Empress in the World of the Rich. A lot of men want to be my fiancé but..... I prefer being single.

-- Vroooommm --

Wait... Sixth Sense!! *turns around*

"....Shit." Remember that 'Wolf' I mentioned earlier? At that moment, I couldn't hear or see anything... Other than...

THAT FUCKING ****!!!

I met this fuckin' wolf in France...

3 months ago.

--- ----

"President, We have arrived."

*steps out* "President Jessica..."

As I hopped out of the Private Airplane I caught the cold breeze of France. I can't forget the fragrance of french cuisines in restaurants.

I wan on a business trip that day. But I can't help but forget everything else when I saw the beauty of France....

"Macy," "Yes, President." "Cancel all the meetings, I want to explore today." "Right away." Macy is a reliable and trustworthy assistant, although she's a bit..... What's the nice word to use? Ah yes. Annoying. I labeled all my employees in home and at work. The Vice President, my cousin Keith, 'Cloth changer' changes women like changing clothes (And he always changes his clothes)a god damned playboy who's afraid of nothing except me. Christian, The head of the PR department, the 'Iron Golem' I don't know. He's a bit Ironic, he's the head of the PR department but a total introvert outside of work, what's even more Ironic is that, he's the most socially awkward person I know. I don't even know why he was made the PR department's head.

Good thing he does his job well. And the Company's secretaries. Or a convention center of elite moms. Which I call "The Proffesional Moms HQ" They are the same age as me or older but they are all moms. Damn, But they're all graduates from Columbia University to Yale University. And the Finance Director. Jeremy Thompson, The 'Heart Throb' of the company. He's a graduate from Harvard (I guess we're schoolmates back then.)

The interns in the company kept shipping us and I got so annoyed I almost brought my guns and bazookas out. Lucky for them I kept my cool. Now there aren't any ship building shit in my company.

But the real reason I called Jeremy a Heart throb is because of Diane.

Diane is a close friend of mine, she's the famous fashion designer of the British Royal Family.. My senior brother introduced her to me.

It started when I accidentally leaked the passcode to the winery that led to a lot of drunkards. And the most Drunk of them all is Jeremy. Jeremy.... Accidentally kissed Diane that caused her to have a heart attack.

I was afraid that Death Note and Kira existed, good thing they don't.

Fortunately, Hanna was also trained by senior brother so a heart attack was nothing.

"President, Where do we visit first?"

"No need to come with me, Macy. I can handle it myself, You should just take a break."

"No. I must f-"

"With Pay." "You're always right, President. I should take a break. Have fun!"

I now regret that I traveled France... alone. I want to go back in time and yell at myself: GET THE HELL OUT OF FRANCE NOW BEFORE ITS TOO LATE!! AND FOR THE SAKE OF FAIRY TAIL!! LEAVE!!! Too late.

When I hopped into my Lexus, and started to drive everything was too late...

Because....

"Young Master Tyler, It's time."

"Good. Leave."

"Yes, Young Master." *closes door*

"Tch." Let's see what these fuckers are trying to play now.

Note: Only FL and ML's thoughts doesn't need to have parenthesis ( )

[A Friend Of Mine Asked If I Want To Create Mature Contents]

I Don't Know Should I? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

P.S She also created that damned cover in my novel because I lost a bet to her....

Enjoy.

-- At A Hidden Underground Bar For Golden Pots (A.K.A Rich People) --

"Young Master, According to our sources the Larson Gang invited a big shot today."

"Oh? Big Shot? Other than me, who else is in France?"

" Hmm... They are quite secretive... For the time being, we can't find any information about them."

"Forget it. We'll meet this 'big shot' either way."

The Big Shot ➡➡ "Young Mistress Jessica.. It's good to finally meet you."

"Yes. *drinks* So let me ask you. Why did you ask me to come here?" This shitty leader of the Larson Gang seems shady. Most likely they're here to suck up to me, to seek power... Heh. Let me see what tricks this guy can do.

" Ahh.. Its an honor to have Young Mistress Jessica at my humble disposal. Let me give you toast" (Heh. Once Young Mistress Jessica gets drunk, I'll send a few of my men to black mail her. That way, I can borrow their power to handle that damn brat of the Stanvenes!)

I can already see this old man's scheme.. Well, unfortunately for him, I won't give a **** whether they think if I'm rude, because I am. Besides, I don't get drunk that easily. And Diane is a drug expert. Before I came here, she gave some decoctions to avoid all sorts of drugs that can harm me.

But... Leaving would be too boring. I haven't had fun these days, That's why I accepted their invitation.

"Alright then. Since Master Larson is offering me a drink....." "I should accept it." *drinks* Oh I see. Aphrodisiac... What is he? Some stupid step-mother in a chinese drama? I thought it'd be poison... How disappointing... Now it's really boring. Might as well get over this.

(Hee.. Hee Hee.. Now that Young Mistress Jessica has drunk the wine... I'll) (Huh?) *knocked out*

Is he really a gang leader of a large gang? Why would he let his guard down?! plus, he came alone. "Well, Whatever." *dials* "Hello?"

"Oi, Jacob. I want all evidences, witnesses, and records of Larson Gang's misdeeds." "Alright, Boss. Is that all? I haven't done anything in a while now."

"That's new. If you find it right now, I'll give you 7 Billion dollars as pay."

"You really love burning money, don't you."

"That's the last thing I lack in this life."

"Alright. I'll get on it for the sake of 7 billion dollars."

"Just quit talking and get on with it" *hangs up*

Sheesh. I got more important stuff to do besides getting rid of evil doers.

*opens door* "Hm?" "Boss, we have som-"

"!! BOSS!!!" These punks must be his men. *licks lip* Well, this is interesting. "Hey, Fuckers! I hit your boss, what are you gonna do about it?"

"You hit him?!" "Men!! Kill her!!!"

"Sheesh. Its just a lowly boss... But.... I'm afraid you're not even qualified to threaten me."

I loved that day. I haven't had an exciting fight with 14 strong men in a long time. Man, that felt good.

--- ---

"Well, I'm done now." "ugh..." (This woman... really managed to beat us...ugh.) "Hm?" *walks* *steps on head* "Tell me, Where do you keep your weapons? I heared you've been illegally selling firearms here"

(HOW DID SHE KNOW?!)

*aims gun*

"Hey, Buddy. I'm not afraid of getting someone killed. I can do that without being put in court, now speak!"

"Kill Me!!" "Just Kill Us Alre-" *Bang*Bang*Bang*Bang* "Be's too fucking noisy. Well, I'll give you guys three days. If you don't speak.... I'll just have to remove you from existence including your family."

"Is that a threat?!" "No. It's your fate if you won't talk. I hope you make the right decision! I'll be off now!"

*opens door*

"Young Master, Now that we got rid of Larson's Guards..."

"Hm?"

"Huh?"

*cue the 'TO BE CONTINUED' meme music.

And that ladies and gentlemen, is how I met that idiot that is also a figment of some crazy fangirl's imagination. (AKA The Author.)

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