Every century, since the time Hei Chi, the first fallen angel, Heavenly Father's first creation, had taken the throne of the underworld, he had made it a point to invest in the mortals who his father had held closest to his jade-like heart.

He had sent his spies, those who could travel the two realms: the mortal and the underworld, without arousing suspicion from the heavenly realm to find and inform him about those who held power or those who had the potential to change the world.

For thousands of years, Hei Chi had turned and influenced the fortunes and destinies of many. He had almost always succeeded in getting what he wanted. Almost. He had only failed once. And the price that he had paid for it had just about left him broken; almost made him give up on his quest, quest for revenge.

It was only recently that Hei Chi had found a reason to return to the mortal realm and offer a lucky human a deal. Coincidentally, the man who Hei Chi had chosen was none other than the son of a man who already owed his soul to him.

*****

Hua and Qing were royalty in everything but name; their father, Zhu Chao, owned the largest entertainment company in China: the Fènghuáng Huǒ Entertainment. Apart from television and movie production and distribution, the company also had its paws in various other businesses. Most of them legal.

Since the beginning, Zhu Chao had kept his children away from the media. Therefore, nothing much was known about them. The astute businessman had made sure that once he steps down, his children won't be taken advantage of by his rivals or allies alike.

Qing and Hua weren't like the stereotypical rich brats; they were intelligent and didn't flaunt their status or wealth. Qing, the younger of the two, who had just finished high school, had already won over every heart with her beauty, grace, and pleasing personality. Hua, the older, was already running half of the business in his father's name. 

It was no wonder that Hei Chi had taken an interest in the siblings, especially Hua. When the king of the underworld had appeared in front of him disguised as the young man's assistant and revealed the truth of his fortune, Hua had not believed him. How could he, for Hei Chi had hidden his true visage and taken a human form.

His disbelief had soon dissipated when Hei Chi hand brought out the contract that had his father's unmistakable signature on it. What little remained was put to rest when he had called his father, who had panicked and asked him to stall the creature and not offend him. Hua had felt betrayed, shaken to the core. Yet, the young man had stood up to him and told him to leave them alone. He had stated proudly that his father had given his everything to build the company and that the king did not have the right to anything, leave alone half the empire.

Hei Chi was impressed. He had always been fond of strong men; men who stood up to him, challenged him. So, Hei Chi had offered him a new deal. A deal that would make the one he had with his father null and void and free his family and business from the previous bond.

Of course, the young man had resisted despite his father warning him, for Hua did not want to make any deals with the king. At this point, Hei Chi had snapped his fingers, making Zhu Chao suffer a heart attack. "I can do much worse." The king of the underworld had threatened the distraught young man, and gesturing to snap his fingers once again, he had added, "Are you fond of your father? Would it hurt you if I was to drag his soul to the underworld right now?"

Very reluctantly, he had agreed. In return, Hei Chi had promised Hua that he would not let any harm befall their bodies and would not lay claim to their souls or taint them with the mark of the underworld.

*****

The expensive fiery red Mercedes backs out of the Wang residence's driveway; its destination: central Business District Shanghai.

In silence, the Zhu siblings mull over the things that had transpired at the Wang residence. 

Now alone with his sister, Hua's eyes burn with anger and frustration, and the younger sibling braces herself for what might happen next.

Zhu Hua was a ticking bomb, ready to explode. And when the older pulls the car over, Qing almost runs out. Almost.

"Gege," She starts tentatively, "So, was it him? The one you have been looking for?"

His gaze drifts to his sister, and he quirks his brow. The next moment Xian's eyes swim in front of his mind's eye, and his grip on the steering tightens; his eyes narrow. "Damn this suit! It's so restricting!" He growls; his eyes glaze over with a thin film of red.

"Gege, calm down, please." Qing leans towards her brother, and turning his face, blows over it.

The young man closes his eyes; his grip loosens. When he opens them, they are calm. "Thank you, Meimei." The smiles, ruffling her hair, "What would I ever do without you, hm?"

Color rises to the young girl's cheek; she twirls a strand of hair between her well-manicured fingers, "You will never have to be without me, Gege. I am yours to do as you please." She coos, batting her lashes before leaning away.

Hua smirks. "I know. So, did you get a chance to look at him?"

The young girl leaves a frustrated sigh, "He doesn't have the heaven's mark. Nor does he have yours."

"Did you look at him thoroughly?"

"Yes, he is untouched. Even if he is who you are looking for, he hasn't been with anyone."

"That's impossible. No one can resist the pull or go against it. I had definitely heard the Voice. No angel can resist it." Hua muses before adding, "Did you find anything in his room?"

"Nothing that a boy his age wouldn't have." She pauses, a small smile plays on her lips, "He is fun to be around."

"Was he attracted to you?"

"I don't think so." She replies, dropping her gaze. "Did you want me to use my gifts on him?"

Hua leaves a frustrated sigh and looks at the long empty stretch of road in front of him. "This was just a formality, Qing. How did it turn out this way!?" He bites out, irritation visible in the way he bangs his palm against the innocent steering wheel, making it revibrate at the force.

"Maybe this suit is faulty. Is it possible that Xian didn't hear you?" Qing guesses, "After all, this boy was not very happy with the deal you offered him in exchange for borrowing his body."

"He had consented. The deal was struck fair and square. This body, this suit is mine till I don't say otherwise."

 The young man pinches the bridge of his nose, "Did you get a good look at YiJun?"

"Yes, he has been with women."

Hua quirks his brow, "Women?"

"Multiple women."

"Are you sure?" Hua demands, his brows knit; Qing nods, "Yes. Only women."

"Damn it!" The young man curses, his jaw clenches, "If he has only been with women, there is no way he has been with him!"

"Gege, did you get anything off of him? Could you see it, his aura?"

"No. There was nothing. Absolutely nothing. But I can't discount the possibility that YiJun might be the fallen general yet. Him not having an aura might be because he has been sinning." Hua contemplates, "He writes about us like he knows us, is one of us. Qing, he may not be my brother, but the things he knows, not even lower-level angels do."

"Gege, could he be someone from our side? Perhaps an escaped soul that spent time in the underworld?"

Who are you, YiJun!?

Are you a fallen too, just like me?

If not, who are you, and how do you know things that only the five of us were supposed to?

Mind in turmoil, Hua closes his eyes again, "I have fixed an appointment with him tomorrow night."

"Will Xian be accompanying him?" The ancient seductress wearing a young girl's guise questions and regrets it immediately when pale, slender fingers close around her throat.

"He may not be the boy I am looking for, but that doesn't mean that I have agreed to let you have him... I am not done with him yet." He threatens and lets go of her, making the girl whimper and shrink back in her seat. "Sorry, my king. I forgot my place for a moment." She stutters, lowering her head.

Hua narrows his eyes, looking at the road, "Tomorrow, I will know what YiJun is, but for now, I need you to go back and inform Dong not to proceed. I can't risk exposing myself. At least not till I find the boy."

"As you wish, my king." The girl bows. The young man places his fingers between her brows; Qing's body jolts and stills.

Now alone, Hua looks at his fingertips and brings them to his lips, "You have no aura, you haven't been with men, and I couldn't get anything off of your charge either, but Wang YiJun, I am curious, will you be able to resist me? I hope you enjoy the gift I left for you." The king of the underworld smirks into the rearview mirror, phoenix eyes stare back at him, "Xian, I have waited for nineteen years; a day more is nothing to me. I will know soon enough if the words you threw at your guardian were true or not."

The engine comes alive, and the car continues towards its destination.

"I am not to be disturbed, is that clear?" Hua instructs as soon as he reaches his home.

"What's wrong with little miss, master?" one of the house staff asks, looking at Qing's unconscious body.

"I think she skipped a meal too many," Hua replies, directing a sugary sweet smile at the young girl. "I will take care of her." He looks at the two others by her side, "You know what, you guys have been working so very hard lately. Take the rest of the day off. Except, " He pauses and looks at the young girl with a heart-shaped face, with bright eyes and slim waist. "You stay. I might need you later." He waves his hand dismissively and takes Qing to his room.

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