Raining Bullets
Arielle gave him the sweetest smile before walking into the fitting room with a dress. Five minutes later,
Arielle came out, and Vinson was bewitched instantly by the slender figure in front of him.
“Nice dress,” he said.
After that, Arielle strutted her way into the fitting room with another outfit. This time, she came out looking
sharp in an all-white suit with a high ponytail, like a capable businesswoman. Vinson excitedly gave her a
thumbs-up, and she went back into the room with another outfit.
When the door opened again, a lady with a completely different style stood there, effusing a disparate
aura. Arielle had a leather jacket over a black camisole paired with a hip-hugging leather skirt. The black
stilettos she wore elevated the whole look, and Vinson couldn’t keep his eyes off her.
He already knew how attractive Arielle was and that she could carry any look well. That didn’t stop him
from being impressed, though.
Arielle could tell that Vinson loved that particular look, so she gave a coy smile and went back into the
fitting room.
She was almost at her twentieth fitting, yet every piece she wore managed to blow Vinson away.
Argh! It’s not working on him! This is driving me crazy! Why is he still so calm and patient after so many
rounds of fitting? This is not right. It can’t be! What else can I do? Do I continue with the plan?
Arielle was utterly disheartened.
While she was still cracking her head to get to her parents’ aid, Vinson bought everything she tried and
requested to have them delivered to their hotel.
“Where else do you wanna go?” Vinson stood next to Arielle and wrapped his hand around her shoulder.
“I don’t know. Let’s just walk.” Feeling dispirited, she cocked her head to one side and asked Vinson
curiously, “Vinson, weren’t you irritated when I was trying on the clothes?”
“Why would I be irritated?” With a raised brow, he looked back at her in puzzlement and added, “You
didn’t know it was quite a performance, did you? I was looking forward to your every look!”
He was so transfixed by every outfit Arielle wore that he wanted to keep her in his closet.
Geez… This plan isn’t working. Arielle was frustrated.
After they were done shopping in that boutique, they wandered along the streets and were suddenly
caught in a commotion. Bang! Not long after the yells and bawls, a gunshot silenced the crowd for a
second.
“Sannie, find cover! Hurry!” Vinson grabbed Arielle’s hand and tried to look for cover among the sea of
people who were, too, panicking. Their entangled fingers were unraveled amid the bedlam.
“Sannie, Sannie!” Vinson’s eyes darted from face to face as he shouted anxiously for Arielle.
However, Arielle was shoved away from Vinson by the crowd and was caught in a heart-rending
moment. Despite that, she decided to head to where her parents were using this opportunity. Bang!
Bang! Bang! Gunshots peppered the air. She turned her head around to look for the source, but what
she saw next shattered her heart.
She saw a young boy curled up in Vinson’s embrace, and Vinson took a bullet for him.
“Vinson!” Arielle shrieked in agony and jostled as fast as she could through the crowd. Everything but
Vinson was a blur to her.
“S-S-Sannie…” Arielle might not have heard him say her name, but she clearly saw him mouthing it with
his trembling lips.
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