Bandage!

"I have got a report from the east sir."

"Have they found it yet?" "No sir, there's some matching details to it but we can't surely confirm the possibilities of it to be hers!"

"Okay you may disperse" the man puffs out a large sum of smoke before tossing it away.

The room was filled with darkness, and it almost seemed like a dungeon.

But it was just an office of a company just next to 'The Duans'.

It was the largest and tallest building in the city,made of glass and if you look at it from afar, especially during sunny days, the reflection of the sun made it look like a diamond. Therefore it was called 'Ruby'. (It looked like a diamond but it was named ruby?) Funny right? No one knows the secret behind it.

The strange man stood there viewing the city from the building's highest room. No one knew the owner of that company, but it was said that the company was just a step away from overtaking 'The Duans' position in the business world. Ruby's were the second richest company next to 'The Duans'.

Rumours had it that the owner was a ruthless man, who was also part of the Russian Mob. Some had it that he was a Scottish Mafia, and others had it that was someone in disguise from the royal family. Others said that it was just another company set up by the Duans secretly.

But, no matter the rumours, the man was unknown. And no one had seen him or even heard is voice till today, except his assistant ( his best friend) who claimed that he had never seen his face.

AT DUAN's RESIDENCE.

Kristoff comes out coughing from the kitchen with a hunched back and falling of dishes could be heard from the kitchen. "Hey Kris, what's up?" Darcy comes and slaps Kristoff on the arm. Kristoff tries to catch his breath and straightens his position, "Mary has burned the cookies. I told her it was time but she kept insisting that it needed more time and-" " What? Is Mary okay?" "Would you let me speak first?.."

 Without further delay Darcy rushes over to the kitchen door. "Ugh..nevermind" Kristoff walks up to his room right after. Darcy walks into the kitchen, filled with smoke everywhere. She sees Mary sitting on the chair, staring at the burned cookies. "Mary, are you alright? Are you hurt?"

Mary pauses for a while and scoffs at the cookies, " These look terrible, don't they?" "Oh my God Mary! I thought you were hurt you idiot! " Darcy slaps her on the back and Mary shouts in pain, "Why'd you do that? I'm not hurt, I'm fine. Kristoff got some bruises though."

"He looked just fine to me though." Mary giggles as she takes the cookies and throws them into the bin, " That's because you didn't give him the time to talk. Like always."

Darcy leaned on the table, crossing her arms as she looked at the cookies in the bin, "That's a lot you're throwing out there. You need my help?"

Mary laughs hearing Darcy's offer, " No. I know you too well. You should look for Kristoff instead, he was badly burned." "Well, if you say so." Darcy storms out of the kitchen , mumbling to herself, " She and her annoying cookies. Did she mean that I was not good? Tch, how can she? I'm literally the best cook. "

Meanwhile Kristoff is washing his hands in his washroom upstairs. Darcy comes in looking for him, "Kris" She calls out, "Kris where are you?"

"I'm here" Kristoff replies, and Darcy rushed to the washroom. "How's your hand?" Darcy asks, trying to act cool as if she's not worried at all. "It's fine" Kristoff adds. Darcy approaches for his hand and holds it.

Little does she know what she's doing. "She's holding my hand." Kristoff thinks to himself, "please don't make me want you, please don't make me feel like I need you. Erasers don't work well on feelings."

Darcy then grabs some ointment and applies it on his hand. Kristoff slightly groans in pain but tries to act cool, I mean who would act weak in front of the women they like right?

Darcy notices his pain and blows it slowly. "This smell!...smells like cigarettes" Darcy thinks to herself but brushes her thoughts away. She bandages his hand, "There you go!"

"Thanks!" "You're not welcome!" Darcy flips her hair and winks."At least I'm good at this!" Darcy thinks to herself.

Kristoff chuckles and fixes his bandage, "She's so bad at this!"

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