Mr. NiceMy World in Ruins Dazed and lost, I stood at the heart of the vast bar, as if the ground beneath me had been ripped away. The days with Yuko, those stolen moments with Yuki that had once felt like salvation—was it all just a cruel illusion? A perfectly staged charade, a web of lies spun with delicate precision? My world lay in ruins. Yuko moved past me, her steps unwavering, her presence as cold as the steel in her eyes. She didn’t even spare me a glance. Her gaze was locked on the bar ahead, distant, unbothered. Sora, visibly uneasy, shifted uncomfortably at the sight of Yuko, the vibrant red of her dress now seeming like an armor as she slipped it back on, retreating to the counter where she had sat before. Her movements were elegant, but the tension between them could be cut with a knife. Yuko, like a queen reclaiming her throne, slid into her seat at the bar in the center of the room. The weight of her silence was suffocating as she slowly turned to face me. I stood frozen, my mind scrambling to grasp the pieces of this shattered reality. Her eyes met mine with a calm certainty. No apology. No explanation. Only the chilling certainty that everything I had believed was now a lie, and I was left standing in the ruins of my own world. Her gaze held me, unyielding. And then, without a word, she turned slightly in her seat, her body now fully facing me. The room seemed to hold its breath as I waited for her to speak.4 Comments10Remix
Mr. NiceEncountering Sora Again As the elevator doors slid open, I was struck by the sheer expanse of the room beyond. I stepped in, my eyes adjusting to the shadowed opulence around me. Behind me, the doors closed with a soft click, and I heard the elevator hum as it ascended, leaving me grounded here, alone. I scanned the wall, but no button awaited to call it back, only a keypad glinting with numbers. Clearly, a code was required. No other exits presented themselves. A shiver coiled down my spine as the realization settled in, I was trapped. This was no simple hotel bar. It stretched before me, a vast and lavish night realm, an exclusive sanctuary for those in the know—a place veiled from the pages of any travel guide. The lighting was subdued, casting an intimate glow that whispered secrets, while soft, languid music seeped into the air, coaxing my heart to slow, my senses to heighten. "Glad you made it, darling." Her voice sliced through the dim ambiance, a silk ribbon wrapping around my thoughts. Only then did I see her, Sora, poised at the bar to my left. Slowly, she rose, her every movement as fluid and silent as a predator in its prime. She began to glide toward me, her gaze piercing, her steps a calculated rhythm. In her presence, the room seemed to pulse, alive with a quiet danger cloaked in allure. "You're really not armed, are you?" I asked cautiously, my voice trembling. 10 Comments14Remix
Mr. NiceThe allure of Sora I peered through the gap of the door, my pulse quickening in the stillness of the long corridor. Yuki had mentioned guards, yet here I was, utterly alone. A strange silence enveloped me, thick and unsettling. I stretched my head further into the dim light, sensing that no danger lurked in the shadows. On silent feet, I slipped down the hall, my heart a wild drumbeat in my chest. The elevator loomed at the end of the passage, an oasis of promise. I pressed the button, feeling the anticipation crackle in the air. As the doors slid open with a soft chime, I stepped inside, my breath hitching as I pressed the button for the basement. I took a deep breath, grounding myself as the elevator began its descent. What awaited me in the depths below, in that hidden bar where Sora lingered? A tempest of emotions brewed within me, curiosity, fear, and an unshakable thrill. Would I find solace, or would I be drawn into her enigmatic game? 4 Comments10Remix
Mr. NiceBetween desire and danger I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the glowing screen. My fingers hovered over the phone, as if by touching it, I could somehow reach out and bridge the distance between Sora and me. There she was, draped in that tight red dress, legs crossed, her smile as enchanting as ever. The picture captured her so perfectly, almost too perfectly. But how in the hell had she found me again, so fast? How did she know where I was, right down to the hotel bar? That was definitely here, in this hotel. Yuki had been so thorough. After rescuing me from that damned cabin in the woods, she’d cut me off from everything, no phones, no contact, nothing. She’d locked me down tighter than I thought possible. But now Sora... she was just downstairs, waiting. I had to see her. Something about her pull was impossible to resist, even now. I could get past the guards, I told myself. Slip past them, hit the elevator, and head straight down to the bar. How hard could it be? Besides, what could Sora possibly do to me now? She was in that impossibly tight dress, with lace stockings underneath. Unarmed, surely. There was no way this was a threat... was it? I crept toward the door, heart racing. My pulse was drumming in my ears, drowning out every rational thought. Slowly, carefully, I turned the handle, pulling the door just wide enough to peek through. The hallway stretched before me, silent. I held my breath. This was my chance...10 Comments12Remix
Mr. NiceThe alluring temptaion Liam stared at the message, his heart pounding in a rhythm of unease. The image of Sora burned into his mind: there she was, lounging at the bar, legs crossed seductively, wrapped in a sultry red dress that left little to the imagination. Her smile was as sharp as the blade she once chased him with, her eyes glinting with something far more dangerous than desire, obsession. Her voice echoed through the message, soft yet unsettling, like a siren's call across dark waters. "Liam, you think I did all of this for money. Maybe in the beginning, that was true. But then, I fell in love with you. You only ever had eyes for Yuko. Yes, I threatened you, chased you with a knife, but I never truly wanted to hurt you. You must believe that, darling!" Her words wrapped around his thoughts like a creeping vine, each syllable pulling him closer to a precipice. "Yes, I took the money after I kept you trapped in that cabin. I have to live too, you understand that, don't you, sweetheart?" Her tone was sweet, almost apologetic, yet it dripped with an underlying venom. "But now, the deal means nothing to me. Come back to me, and we’ll talk about everything, alone. Come now! I love you. Your Sora." Liam's pulse quickened, his mind swirling in a storm of conflicting emotions. Yuki, his protector now, had sealed him away for his own safety, but Sora's words tugged at him with a dangerous allure. The woman who had once been his captor, who had threatened his life, now claimed to love him. And in that love, there was a promise of something more, a deadly, intoxicating mystery he couldn’t shake. The weight of her confession, the rawness of her plea, pressed on his chest like a dark cloud suffocating the last rays of reason. Could he trust her? Should he? Or was this just another one of her twisted games, a spider spinning her web, waiting for him to stumble into it once more? The hotel room felt smaller by the second, the walls closing in, the air thick with the pull of Sora’s words. And despite knowing better, despite Yuki’s fierce protection, a dangerous part of him wondered, what if? What if he answered her call, slipped out into the night, and walked right back into the flames?Remix 3 Times24 Comments23Remix
Mr. NiceSoras Promise - Shadows never fade Out of the blue, Sora resurfaced. Rumors had circulated that an agent from Europe had tracked her down and taken her out of the picture, but those whispers now seemed like a distant echo. I received an unexpected message: "Liam, why did you leave me like that? You know I love you. But don’t worry, I’ll bring you back. You’ll always be mine, no matter what." At the same time, Yuki found herself on the receiving end of Sora’s venom: "You and your sister can’t come between Liam and me. Next time, you won’t catch me off guard. Next time, I’ll be ready for you! Kisses, Sora 💋" 4 Comments24Remix
Mr. NiceI am back in the game, Sora is out, for now Freshly showered and dressed, I sit beside Yuki in the passenger seat. Two liters of coffee run through my veins, clearing my mind, sharpening my focus. Mr. Nice is back in the game, all thanks to Yuki, my unexpected savior. The weight that pressed down on me earlier has lifted, the tension is gone. Yuki sits calmly beside me, radiating that unshakable strength I’ve come to admire. From now on, she won’t leave my side, not until the deal is signed. The firm officially promoted her to my personal bodyguard, after Yuko’s blunder. I glance over at her, a smirk forming on my lips. She meets my gaze, her eyes burning with determination. Yuki is more than just an ally now, she’s my shield, my guardian. This time, nothing will stop us. The road ahead gleams with promise, and the game is far from over. I’m back in the game. Sora is out, for now. 7 Comments17Remix
Mr. NiceSora, the fallen beauty I saw Sora lying unconscious on the floor. She looked like she was in a peaceful slumber, so serene, so innocent. "What happened to her?" I asked Yuki. "Knocked her out. It was easy." "What do we do with her?" "We don't have time for that," Yuki replied briskly. "I need to get you to the company now. Our partners want to see you. The deal's deadline may be tomorrow, but they'll lose faith if you don't show up at today’s meeting. And before that, we need to clean you up, make you presentable again. We can't waste another second, move!"3 Comments19Remix
Mr. NiceCheers! So, my business partners have left happy, left a fat cheque, the rest of the money will be paid when their clients sign the billion-dollar deal, I only have to hold Liam for two more days, a piece of cake! For breakfast, I bring my sweetheart a large fruit basket, fruit is good for potency, after all, I want to savour the fact that he is completely at my mercy. Kisses Sora 💋 Remix 2 Times5 Comments22Remix
Mr. NiceCelebrating the Victory My darling is sleeping peacefully in our romantic nest deep in the enchanted forest, I've tied him to the heavy bed as a precaution so that he doesn't get the stupid idea of going for a walk in the forest at night, lest he gets lost there and I have to worry about him. I must leave to meet my business partners tonight, they'll be happy with me, I'll probably get my first money. I always get everything, the money and the men. Tomorrow early in the morning, I'll be back at my sweetheart's, bring him a great breakfast, then another sweet treat, which he likes so much...see you then, my dears. Kisses, your Sora 💋 Published by Sora.Remix once3 Comments18Remix
Mr. NiceThe Temptress Brew Sora, with a captivating smile, glided off the bed and moved elegantly to a small table in the dimly lit cabin. Her movements were smooth as she lifted a kettle and poured steaming water into a delicate cup. The fragrant aroma of her special tea filled the room, mingling with the cool evening air. “I’ve prepared something special just for you, Liam,” she said, her voice low and inviting. Returning to his side, she held the cup enticingly before him. “Drink this, and perhaps your bonds will be loosened.” The warm cup glowed softly in the dim light, and the soothing scent wafted toward him. Liam felt a conflict stirring within—caught between the allure of her offer and the reality of his situation. “It will help you,” she encouraged, her tone both soothing and persuasive. “You want to be free, don’t you?” Bound as he was, Liam knew he had limited options. The decision weighed heavily upon him. Sora’s smile held both charm and mystery, leaving him to wonder what lay behind her intentions. Remix 2 Times3 Comments26Remix
Mr. NiceA Crimson Temptress Hours ago, she had stormed into my life like a sudden squall, her gun gleaming under the beach’s fading sun. Her voice was cold, commanding: "You get in the car with me now! We'll both go to my car inconspicuously, and you drive. I'll tell you where." There was no choice. I drove deep into the wilderness, the thick forest surrounding a secluded cabin where the world seemed to vanish. She bound me to a heavy wooden chair and left, her absence filled with the eerie silence of nature. Hours passed, stretching endlessly like the tension in my chest. When she returned, she was no longer the same. Outside, I heard the low growl of a car pulling away. Were we truly alone now? I felt a cold shiver run down my spine. She moved with a feline grace, settling herself on the edge of the bed, now cloaked in a flowing, transparent crimson dress that clung to her like sin itself. Her gaze pierced through the dim light, a languid, predatory stare, full of unspoken promises. The sadistic curl of her lips hinted at a dangerous game, one I was helplessly pulled into. Then she tilted her head slightly to one side. Her voice dripped like honey, sweet and poisonous: "Be good, and I might just untie you." 2 Comments15Remix
