THE LEGACY: Unwittingly Yours
Episode # 3
The music box spun it's delicate tune drifting though the marbled halls like a whisper.
A tiny ballerina twirled -arms poised, foot extended, face frozen in grace.
Across the room, the real ballerina danced.
She moved with effortless elegance, her dark hair was pulled back into a perfect bum, not a strand out place.
Her movements were precise, disciplined. Beautiful.
But her eyes–they were focused. controlled. Empty.
Around the edge of the rehearsal room, four bodyguards stood like status. Suits, earpieces, arms folded.
One near the mirrored wall. Another at the door. Two more flanked the windows, watching without watching.
She knew they were there. She always knew.
The room was long, cold and full of voices. A group of older men sat around a dark wooden table, arguing with each other.
At the head of the table, sat a young man, he said nothing.
One of the guards leaned close to him and whispered something in his ear.
The young man stood up. His face cold. Without a word, he turned and walked out of the room.
All the men stood quickly as he left, like they were afraid not to.
They heavy door closed behind him with a soft click.
There was a long silence.
Then one of them let out a shaky breath.
Mr. Kim
I still can't believe an old group like us is being led by someone that young.
Another man slammed his hand on the table.
Mr Pit
It's because all your stupid plans keep failing.
He leaned forward, voice low.
Mr Pit
We need to get rid of him. Too.
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amtan
looking good
2025-06-19
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loved this chapter 💓
2025-06-18
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