Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 16

Cordelia urged Larry to head back first, then made her way toward the other side.

After crossing the street, she slipped into an alleyway where the raucous shouts of street vendors seemed to be cut off, creating an oasis of calm amidst the clamor.

She walked on for about two hundred meters until she heard noises coming from around the corner. Turning the bend. she was met with a group of about seven or eight individuals.

In that instant, Cordelia’s vision was flooded with red.

The seven, decked out in various school uniforms, represented different institutions. The girls sported pink. hair, while the boys‘ fir

red locks were slicked up with enough gel to rival a bonfire.

At that moment, they had Merry cornered.

Flame No. 1 shoved Merry, “Who gave you permission to dye your hair back?”

Flame No. 2 chimed in, “Merry, are you trying to bail on us?”

Flame No. 3 added, “Have you forgotten what happens to those who try to leave the fold?”

Merry was trapped in the middle, shivering with fear, her heavily made–up face a canvas of terror. She pleaded with someone on the side, “Yates, please, let me be!”

That was when Cordelia spotted Flame No. 8.

Leaning against the cool grey wall, Yates also sported an exaggerated red mane. Despite his wild hair, his good looks were unmistakable. He was slouched against the wall, eyes half–lidded, engrossed in a game on his phone, an aggressive aura around him.

Flame No. 1 spoke again, “Merry, have you forgotten the oath you took when you joined? We’ll give you one chance. Dye your hair back by tomorrow, or face the consequences of betraying the Flame Union!”

Standing bewildered at the entrance of the alley, Cordelia finally began to piece together the situation.

Merry’s fiery hair was apparently the hallmark of the Flame Union, and their ringleader was none other than

Yates.

Everyone at school avoided Merry, fearing Yates. Even Hanley wouldn’t dare cross him. It seemed this guy was either fearless or came from a powerful family, or possibly both.

I need to do so I don’t have to dye

scoffed, “Not dye

accused, “Who helped you out when you were being bullied and crying for

want your red hair, fine. We’ve got a better idea. We’ll shave

crouched down, clutching her hair, “No, please…” But her arms were grabbed, leaving her powerless to

you’ve brought this on

of her hair,

That’s when….

out, freezing everyone in their tracks. They turned to look at the mouth of

stood there, her misty eyes scanning the group

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right toward Marry Shepped fragile and dermy as the stomached the

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members instinctively cleared a

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ronds of silence, during which Flame is 1 began to question his life choices

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blurted out at once. Thears only one way Bear rates, and you become the

this for a moment, her expression revealing her

her reaction, the others felt a return to normalcy

regained his swagger “Scared, huh? Mind your business and bear e

pushed at her too, We don’t know each other, just got

turned to face fates, saying

finishing

his game did he show signs of impatience tossing no phone aside and limbering up, his

Cordelia, his expression faltered

who had grabbed him on the street the other day, confessing

so gentle and fail, clearly not from

They stood fading each other

“Well, come at me then

“Could you give

perplexed, “Why?”

embarrassed, Cordelia soled Tcont know how to fight. I need to learn first.”