(Warning: Slight mature content. Here's a 'little' treat for you, my dear readers ❤️)

In a room where there was a huge, long table, sat the White Bird Organizations' Elders as well as White Bird herself. ​​

Sitting at the center with a throne-like chair, with her mere presence, the air surrounding the room was not much different from the mafia movies we watched.

White Phoenix Empire's board of directors are now in their form as White Bird Org's Elders, wearing the mask that makes the Underworld identify them as such.

"Boss, here are the information you seek from Red Dragon." Lan Wu Cheng/Red Raven pushed the files towards her.

"Good." She said and gave it to Elliot.

"Boss, the moles we placed on Red Dragon's turf came back with news." Song Mo Kun/Silent Death said.

Lillie gestured for him to continue.

"They overheard that Red Dragon is trying on 'stealing' a powerful magnate's company by bribing or blackmailing their board of directors into giving them their shares."

"What company?"

"Hong Long."

BANG

Lillie's palm harshly hit the wooden table. Even though the others didn't flinched nor shown any fear, they still felt shiver run down their spine, as their usually calm and cold Boss' aura turned incredibly menacing.

Her pupils dilated and her red eyes glowed, her fists were trembling in fury.

***

Tranquil Villa was unusually quiet, Ethan thought when he entered. The lights were on and the servants were doing their duties as usual but, Ethan could not help but notice that they are 'extra' careful on not making too much noises.

Storm was also acting strange. He used to go around the villa, roaming around the place because gets bored easily. But, right now, he stood stiffly in front of the home bar's door.

Ethan knew that Lillie's back, so she must be inside the bar. However, he wondered why Storm wasn't inside to accompany his Mistress?

Perhaps, she's in a very bad mood?

Storm's head lifted and his ears perked in alarm. His Mistress was indeed in a terrible mood that is why he stood outside, not letting anyone enter, especially 'him'. Blocking the door with his body, Storm growled in warning.

Seeing that he will not bulge from his place, Ethan turned around and left him alone. Question marks appeared on top of Storm's head.

'Huh? How strange...why isn't he fighting?'

Storm failed to notice that the door he would always pass by was actually another door through the bar. So, turning to another hallway, Ethan stopped at the bar's second door.

Turning the knob gently and pushing the door open, Ethan heard a soft, classical music playing. The lights were dim, it took Ethan a few seconds for his eyes to adjust and look for Lillie.

Upon entering the home bar, Ethan saw Lillie lying on the couch. He saw four empty bottles of scotch, plus one with half of its content finished, lying on the ground. Her right hand which holds the glass was hanging on the side while her left arm was covering her eyes.

He quietly crouched beside her to check on her condition. Her breathing was normal, as if she was asleep. Clicking his tongue in annoyance, Ethan was upset that Lillie is not taking care of herself once again. She should not be drinking, she just came out of cold for goodness' sake!

Ethan was about to grab the glass out of her grasp when suddenly...

Lillie seized his outstretched arm and lunged unto him. Straddling on top of thighs, the slightly drunk Lillie had her gun pointed at his forehead. Ethan's eyes widen, but not from being surprised that Lillie had a gun but the 'inappropriate' position they're currently in.

He could literally feel her soft buns grinding against him. Look, his 'little brother' was going haywire because of it. It really wanted to make itself known by proudly standing.

Poor Ethan, had to force himself to endure.

"Ugh...L-Lillie.." Pink dust had painted his cheeks in embarrassment. Ethan's voice was barely audible and hoarse.

Lillie's eyes had finally cleared up and saw who it was.

"Ethan." She muttered, lowering her gun.

She did not got off and instead, lay on his chest. Ethan was positive that Lillie can hear how loud and fast his heart beat was.

He no longer care, his brain was already muddled. As her body was pressed against his, Ethan could smell the wonderful scent of roses and lilies on her hair.

Her buttocks touching his 'little brother' was already enough to make him crazy but when he felt her plump bosoms on his chest?

He can die in her arms happily.

Lillie's eyes were closed as she intake Ethan's natural scent. Ethan doesn't put any cologne but, why does he smell so good?

Because Lillie was quite drunk, her actions were a bit careless.

Only for Ethan though.

Lillie will never let herself be like this when it involves 'other' people. She pondered why is her guard down when it comes to Ethan? Why does he make her feel safe?

Suddenly, Lillie felt something tickling her on the lower and sensitive part of her body.

What is this twitching thing? Hmm? It's hard...and big...

Lillie let out a soft moan when the 'thing' was rubbing her sensitive part.

Ethan's mind went blank upon hearing the soft sound coming from her lips. It was like a teasing music to his ears. Ethan felt his blood boil. He wanted to unleash his inner demon and ravish this delicacy on top of him.

"L-Lillie...y-you need to g-get off.." His voice turned deep and husky, receiving a reaction from Lillie.

"Hmm...Ethan.." His voice...how can the mere sound of his voice can make her so...intoxicated?

"You're standing on a thin thread, Lillie." Ethan's hot breath had tickled her ears, his seductive voice was causing chills to run her spine.

"How about...you catch me...when I fall?"