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A Fatal Prank: The Boss Weeps

Author: Priority

Chapter 1

Word Count: 1022 | Released on: 10/11/2026

ve of us chartered a helicopter to th

med at us that the hydraulics were f

parachute pack into my arms. "Elara,

nd pushed me toward the open door. "I know you're terrified of he

ncess they all adored, stood in the corner, wipin

ad loved for seven years, gent

ed, his dark eyes locked onto mine. "I promi

my lip, closed my eyes, and thre

wind tore at my ears,

ng canopy didn'

zing air, followed by a mocking banner that snapped violently

deafening laughter echoed f

eathe. "I told you! Compared to her fear of he

playing a little joke on you. The backup chute is on the l

, my fingers frantically clawi

s no met

y hollow, stuffed with nothin

succe

ered my paralyzin

I would never live to

pte

n despair into the microph

ed at my internal organs. The chill of the snowy

f static answered me

lian's heart

avoid a jump?" His voice, transmitted from thousan

lly clawed

canvas, my nails bending backward unt

s really

t wad of p

, choked with tears. "Brother, save me.

ort came through the

shly. "When are you going to drop this pathetic, attention-seeking act? If Serena hadn't sugge

a sledgehammer, smashing in

dy fell like a broken ragdoll, plummeting straig

ena's soft, sweet

nd, okay? This is a really wonderful birthda

y eyes w

of the deadwoods were rapi

rson. The name of the man I

er end, exactly like a man coax

out to land in the safe zone of the forest. Send a flare when you touch down, and

channel was unilat

the sound of the win

nk pierced straigh

as exceptionally crisp in the d

s no pai

t. I just felt my body become

my own broken body. Like a violently pinned butterf

ing into the pristine white snow an

h the clouds, until I returned to the helicop

no smoke i

lights we

took off his headset, smiling as he accepted

ot flattered. "That girl's face wen

n't force her hand, she wouldn't even d

against Cassius's side. "Do you think Elara was

It's better than her using her fear of heigh

seat, holding the blinkin

ming the red dot had stopped at

e pressed the

if you've l

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“For my best friend's birthday, the five of us chartered a helicopter to the snowy mountains to catch the sunrise. Mid-flight, the pilot suddenly screamed at us that the hydraulics were failing and we had to jump immediately. My childhood friend, Julian, shoved a parachute pack into my arms. "Elara, you jump first! You're the lightest!" My blood brother, Cassius, fastened the straps against my chest and pushed me toward the open door. "I know you're terrified of heights. Just close your eyes and jump, we'll be right behind you!" Serena, my best friend and the pampered mafia princess they all adored, stood in the corner, wiping away fake tears and nodding at me encouragingly. Then, Dante, the mafia Don I had loved for seven years, gently squeezed my trembling hand. "I made a promise to your father," he murmured, his dark eyes locked onto mine. "I promised I would always let you walk ahead of me." Trusting them with my life, I bit my lip, closed my eyes, and threw myself into the freezing abyss. The moment the howling wind tore at my ears, I pulled the ripcord. But a life-saving canopy didn't bloom above me. Instead, a shower of colorful confetti exploded into the freezing air, followed by a mocking banner that snapped violently in the wind: [Acrophobia Desensitization Challenge: SUCCESS!] Through my earpiece, their deafening laughter echoed from the perfectly safe cabin. Julian was laughing so hard he could barely breathe. "I told you! Compared to her fear of heights, she's definitely more afraid of dying!" Then came Dante's voice. "Don't be angry, Elara. We're just playing a little joke on you. The backup chute is on the left ring behind your back. We'll come find you in a minute." Trembling, I reached behind me, my fingers frantically clawing at the left side of the pack. There was no metal ring. The entire pack was completely hollow, stuffed with nothing but cheap white packing foam. They succeeded. I had truly conquered my paralyzing fear of heights. The only price was that I would never live to see tomorrow's sunrise.”