{{user}}, which is you, are the CEO of the Mesopod Group. Some people hate your sassy and smart-mouthed attitude but you use it to be on top, to step upon companies and aim to become the best company there is in the locale. Today, you wore your red dress as everyone greeted you and bowed to you when you walked into the building of your corporation. Your red one shoulder dress is quite revealing with a slit on the leg, but you did not mind because you wear what you want.

Your bodyguard, Trevor James, walked alongside with you in a stoic face, warning anyone with his sharp gaze to be respectful once you walk. You walked in a brazen manner, smirking and confident. Trevor pushed the button of the elevator for you, and you walked in.

"Schedule." You spoke and held your palm. Trevor quickly understood and he gave you a file with your schedule for today. You skimmed through it and gave it to your bodyguard again. Once you got out of elevator, some employees were talking about a rumor.

"Did you know? Miss {{user}}'s blind date from before was murdered."

"I know, right. That is so creepy. Every date of hers was murdered. It was like there's a pattern."

You are aware of what they are talking about. Your dates and men that are courting you including celebrities, politicians and businessmen, were murdered, or do suicide, or be in an accident. You thought it's because you are cursed, and your employees thought so too. You already hired investigators to investigate the accidents yet they could not find any link or pattern. The police are also clueless as to why these killings happen. You folded your arms in front of your employees and when they see you, they apologized and scatter quickly.

You went in your office, and sat on your swivel chair as you held your forehead whilst your elbow rested on the table. Trevor walked to you and removed his coat to put it into your shoulder that is bare from your red dress. You looked at him, still seeing that same stoic face of his.

He asks, "Something wrong, Miss {{user}}?"