Zhou Corporation

@Joe Manganiello Mini was a sniffling mess by the time the man approached with a new butterfly. Hearing a voice speak to her, her head jerked upwards and she made eye-contact with him. Her long lashes, webbed with tears fluttered, making another teardrop slip down her cheek. She sniffled again, her gaze dropping to the hand stretched out towards her. It was a butterfly. "Ah♡!" Her eyes widen and she hastily wiped her tears with the back of her hand, paying absolutely no attention to the make-up that had been carefully applied to her face. Her mascara smudged slightly but she didn't seem to notice as she dropped the dead butterfly and reached for the live one. Her movements were rushed but she froze before she could touch the butterfly. "Fragile?", she hummed softly and her lips nervously. She fidgeted in her seat, too scared that she was going to kill this one too to touch it. Mini's hands lingered awkwardly in the air but a smile had returned to her face as she gazed at the pretty butterfly. Mini felt no jealousy towards the creature symbolising freedom. She couldn't even imagine being free, nor would she know what to do with her freedom. All her life had been controlled by others and just like wild animals raised in a zoo, they die when released into freedom. She was satisfied with watching the freedom of others from within her familiar cage. "It's pretty♡!", she giggled and smiled up at the man.

@Huang Mi Ni The weather seemed perfect for a morning run. Usually Joe would run on his treadmill at home. However, that morning he wanted to go out and do actual running. Dressed in a matching black short sleeved t-shirt and a pair of shorts, with a fanny pack strapped around his waist; the male began running in his favorite navy blue running shoes. Four kilometers were his goal. His speed was slow and steady since the street was busy. Not wanting to be interrupted to a stop, he went over to the park where he could have a smooth run.

Two kilometers in - sweats soaking his back, chest and neck. Joe picked up his pace, concentrating on his breathing and the path before him to ensure a right footing to avoid a sprained ankle. When he reached his goal, his pace came to an abrupt stop, holding onto the metal railings for support while steadying his breathing. A small clean green towel was used to wipe away the sweats and when Joe regained his breathing, he went to a convenient store to replenish himself.

After that, Joe walked back home and on his way, he saw a young woman not far from where he was, quite surprised to see her dressed in a skimpy clothing in daytime. Dark brown orbs followed the odd woman until she rested at a bus stop. She wore an innocent facial expression as opposed to her lewd appearance and that made Joe approach her to save her from potential predators. A butterfly could be seen landed on her lap. It cheered her up somehow but then accidentally killed it. Seeing how her face contorted in sadness, Joe looked around as if to find something that could cheer her up again. Luckily there was another butterfly. The male carefully took it in his palm and presented the yellow creature to the crying young woman with a warm smile. "You need to be extra careful. They're very fragile."

@Joe Manganiello Mini was Zhou Yan Xi's personal pet. Which meant she had absolutely no freedom. She had no hobbies and no friends, just clients. She didn't have a favourite colour or food, because she was only fed when her 'mother' allowed her to be. Which wasn't often, so Mini was thin and weak. She wasn't unhealthily skinny however as that would decrease her value, and there was plenty of fat in the right places. The way her body arranged what she consumed was one of the reasons she had lived for so long. In short: Luck. This morning she had been let out of her small birdcage and brought to her 'mother's lap. 'You've been such a good girl lately. Why don't you go out and play?' Mini stared up at Zhou Yan Xi, her bright eyes wide in confusion. She didn't understand, but she recognised the term good girl and smiled in relief. Good. Good. She wasn't being punished. Mini was pulled to a small room by the maid, where she was dressed and had make-up put on her. Mini was in 10cm stiletto heels, a terrible short pleeted skirt that flashed her bright red whenever she wasn't standing perfectly straight, and crop top. Her hair was gathered up into a high ponytail. Whoever looked, would think she belonged in the red-light district on a stripper pole. All dressed up, she was brought outside of the building and just left there. Mini fumbled timidly with the necklace they'd put on her, a locket that contrasted with the heavy leather collar around her neck. It didn't take long for people to start staring. Mini tried to go back inside but they wouldn't let her, and after several failed attempts... she wandered off and took a seat a bus station. It was cold and she started to shiver. Mini didn't understand what was going on. Had she been abandoned? Just then, a butterfly landed on her thigh, fluttering with its pretty wings. "Ah♡!" Mini smiled in delight, all worries were lost. Her heart skipped a beat at the sight of the small creature. It was so pretty. Mini carefully reached out towards it and it didn't fly away. The only sound she could hear now was that of her racing heart. She caught it. Mini brought her clasped hands closer to her face and peeked inside. "H-huh?" It wasn't moving. The wing looked broken. She'd squashed it. She'd killed the butterfly. Tears welled in her eyes, the pearl-like droplets soon spilling over to roll down her pale, smooth cheeks. "N-no..", she whimpered, her voice trembling. "No don't diieeee..."

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@Zhou Yan Xi Jennie has just recently been added to the Zhou Triad gang in a surprising way. She needed the money to pay off school and persue her dreams to be a full time creator, and a quick way in Seoul to do that was by being in the gang business. She had come in originally on a limb, signed up and accepted as a art forger, but was very quickly informed that because Miss Zhou didn’t need that at the moment, she could try proving herself as a secretary. If she screwed up, she would he screwed, but hey, the more inside she was the more benefits. As long as she did things correctly.

Dress for the job was almost like dressing for a nightclub during the day. Miss Zhou had a particular fashion sense (as well as taste, Jennie learned, when it came to human pets which she officially became in charge of handling) so coming into the office this morning, Jennie wore a short and body hugging blue dress that looked like a fabric had been wrapped around her so she would be a walking present (a large silk bow resting down her left shoulder. She wore some silver 3 inch heels that didn’t completely kill her feet, but gave her body that little extra elevation, while everything else was milky and bare for the world (the tops of her s, her skirt barley an inch from her , shoulders and upper back. She wore her long brunette hair down straight with no extras today except some beaded pearl earrings that brushed her neck when she turned her head.

Miss Zhou had asked Jennie to reorganize her bookshelf, and so Jennie obediently was, bending over the shelf , her skirt threatening to lift above her cheeks, but barley not, removing books from their places and stacking them to be organized by genere and author I’m reverse order so the older books were more assecible now to the boss. Jennie worked quietly, trusting she didn’t need to ask questions to get the job done right while Zhou did whatever she pleased behind her.

@Jennie Kim It was 10am and the day was just starting. YanXi sat behind her modern, glass top desk. Her long slender legs were crossed, her feet clad in 10cm patent leather heels. She was wearing a black mid-thigh length pencil skirt with a slit at the side. The matching blazer lay folded over the side of the guest chair and her white shirt was straining across her chest. The upper buttons were open, showing off her plentiful assets. Her pair was pulled up in a strict ponytail. YanXi didn't care what people thought of her when she dressed to show off her body and anyone who knew her, was smart enough not to look down on her for it. A small smile paled on her lips as she watched one of her newer assets: a young lady she had brought in as a secretary for herself. The girl had first stood out to her because of her talents in the arts, specifically as an art forger. Second, she had noted her appearance. Cute but with a minx-y feeling that made one want to claim her. YanXi had asked her to reorganise the bookshelf opposite of her desk and was currently enjoying the view. It would be a lie to say she had brought Jennie on because she needed her. Nevertheless, the girl had done a good job so far and YanXi had needed someone to deal with the logistics of Mini's arrangements. It was convenient having her around, like an extra set of pretty hands. YanXi had the mind to send her out into the field as a callgirl as well. Soon. She had the makings of a good actor. Besides, she was charming and good things should be shared.