He wore a smile that could melt hearts… and hide a lot of darkness. She came chasing shadows, but what happens when the darkness she's hunting starts to look a lot like love?
**Jungle**
Johnson Riley leaned against a sturdy tree in the jungle, his mind swirling with thoughts of the Bootylicious Ella. "Even though she's part of the itty bitty titty committee, her curves are definitely worth it," he mused, a smirk creeping onto his face.
He had always been a bit of a player, and Ella was his latest target—a curvy girl he had met online. After chatting for a while, they had decided to meet in this secluded jungle today. The thrill of the chase was intoxicating.
As he looked around the deserted jungle, a shiver ran down his spine. The air felt heavy and eerily silent. "Why is it so quiet?" he wondered, rubbing his shoulder nervously.
Unbeknownst to him, a masked figure perched high in a tree nearby, shrouded in darkness. The only visible part of him were his cold, calculating pink eyes, which glinted ominously. Dressed entirely in black, he held a knife, its blade catching the faintest glimmer of light as he watched Johnson with a predatory gaze.
Impatience gnawed at Johnson, and he pulled out his phone to dial Ella's number. To his relief, he heard a ringtone echoing nearby. A wave of happiness mixed with anxiety washed over him as he smiled and headed toward the sound.
The masked man observed Johnson's approach,a phone ringing in his pocket, his grip tightening around the knife as he prepared to strike. The tension in the air was palpable.
Johnson reached the tall tree, looking up with anticipation. "Ella?" he called out, excitement bubbling in his chest. But before he could process what was happening, the masked man leaped down, knife poised for attack.
In an instant, Johnson's eyes widened in horror as the blade plunged into his chest. "No!" he gasped, shock and disbelief flooding his senses. He staggered back, the world around him fading as he dropped to the ground, lifeless.
The masked figure landed gracefully beside him, the knife still embedded in Johnson's chest, blood pooling around him. He watched the scene unfold with an unsettling calmness, emotionless as he removed his gloves and the ringing phone in his pocket and tossed them aside, leaving them next to Johnson's still body.
With a final glance at his handiwork, the masked man turned and walked away, disappearing into the shadows of the jungle, leaving behind a chilling silence.
Noble House College**
Noble House College was a sprawling estate that felt like a world unto itself, a lush landscape practically dripping with luxury. Known as NHC, or the "House of the Nobles," it was a place where every student came from a wealthy family—here, the word "poor" was as foreign as a distant planet.
On the first day of the new semester, students were scattered across the campus, their laughter and chatter filling the air like music. Exotic cars rolled in, dropping off the elite of Star City, but oddly enough, no one seemed in a hurry to head inside. Instead, they lingered in the school compound, soaking up the atmosphere and flaunting their latest designer outfits.
The air buzzed with stories of extravagant holidays, a cacophony of voices bragging about their adventures. Just as the noise reached a fever pitch, a sudden hush fell over the crowd as a sleek, boat-tailed Rolls Royce glided into view.
Inside the car were the infamous Triple Kays, a trio that commanded attention like no other. As the driver's door swung open, the silence shattered, replaced by a chorus of cheers.
"*Triple Kays!*"
"*I love you, hubbies!*"
"*Go, Triple Kays!*"
The excitement was electric as a tall, charismatic figure emerged from the car. Dressed in a crisp white suit, Mac Knox—better known as Charming—stepped out, radiating an effortless elegance that made him look like he had just walked off the cover of a magazine. He was the adoptive son of the Knox family, who ran the biggesr airline company in Finn land , The Knox Airline International Company. With a dazzling smile, he waved to the crowd, sending hearts racing and girls swooning.
"*Charming!*"
"*Gosh, his smile is killing!*"
"*I love you, Charming!*"
As the cheers grew louder, the co-pilot door opened, revealing another striking figure. Khaos Draco, or Zeus as he was popularly known, stepped out in a sharp black suit that perfectly matched his dark hair and piercing black eyes. He was the only son of Draco Edwin, the esteemed director of Noble House College, a man whose influence and wealth were legendary. With a cool and commanding demeanor, he exuded an ancient beauty that made him look like a Greek god.
"*God, Zeus!*"
"*I love his coldness!*"
The chants for Zeus echoed through the air, and the crowd waited with bated breath for the final member of the Triple Kays. After a few moments, the passenger door finally swung open, and out stepped Kieran O'Brien, wearing a playful expression and a pink suit that was almost too adorable. He fumbled with his tie, exclaiming, "Ties are stressful! How do you even knot these things?" His frustration was endearing, and the crowd couldn't help but chuckle. Kieran was the only son of the late Mr. and Mrs. O'Brien, whose legacy included owning the largest gold mine in all of Finland. Despite being an orphan, Kieran's wealth was undeniable, and his charm was infectious.
Then someone in the crowd shouted, "*Boo-boo!*"
Kieran looked up, his cute face framed by his pink hair and sparkling pink eyes. He waved enthusiastically, grinning as he called out in his sweet voice, "Uhh, all my fine aunties and uncles are still as beautiful and handsome as ever!"
"*Yes, we are, Boo-boo!*"
"*Still as cute as ever!*"
"*Can I get a bite of his cheek? He's so adorable!*"
"*Gosh, his pink eyes are lovely!*"
"*Go, Ran Boo!*"
The cheers for Kieran were louder than ever, drowning out the rest of the noise. He joined Knox and Khaos, and together, the Triple Kays made their way toward the school building, the embodiment of charm and charisma as they stepped into the world of Noble House College.
NHC wasn't short of handsome guys but the Triple Kays were the most handsome guys in campus.