PETERSBURG "Aleksei! We have a visitor for you!" A boy, around the age of sixteen, opened his eyes as the nurse walked into his room. The young was strapped to his bed, looking carefully at the opening door. A tall, lean man enters his room and whispers to the nurse, which eventually left. The boy was vigilant. He eyed the man with curiosity and wariness. The stranger smiled at him. He reads the name on the name tag pinned on the boy's chest. 'Aleksei Yakov Vasiliev'. "It's nice to see you again, Aleksei." Aleksei stared at the man's face for a long time but could really not recall anything from looking at it. Having been alone for a long time, Aleksei always had a welcoming nature to people and to anyone that would visit him in his chambers. A kindred expression is forced upon his face. "Who are you..?" The stranger sits on the chair just beside his bed. Aleksei stared at him with gleaming eyes. Having not seen the world, Aleksei was always curious about everything. The stran

“Mr. Blackwell, a word, please! For the cameras!” Several reporters swarmed Blackwell Tech as word spread that Damien was finally returning to business. Following the CEO’s unexpected ambush, journalists and media stations were desperate to interview the man. “Please, Sir Blackwell! A statement for your supporters!’ Damien pushed through the crowd while his bodyguards surrounded him. His eyes were notoriously irritated by the number of people coming to him at that moment. “Get out of the way!” his bodyguards yelled at the paparazzi. His bodyguards were more than usual. Of course. Ash wasn’t with him anymore. Cameras flicker wildly, blinding the male. Soon, he could enter the company’s lobby, where the media were not allowed to enter. Security pushed the journalists back while Damien headed for the lift. The elevator door closes, and he sees the people desperate to get a statement from him. But the male was not in the best mood to comply with their requests. The lift takes them t

Colton Computers Corp. Branch - Greenville Mall Surprisingly, Colton’s shop had customers in. They weren’t less, but they also weren’t that many. The counter had only three customers lining up, each with Blackwell’s newest product that was collaborated with Mr. Gazett’s company. Damien watched from afar at a fancy restaurant across the mall with a stern look on his face. He had noticed that from the minutes he had been observing the counter, the line didn’t seem to move a bit. He leaned deeper and squinted his eyes only to realize what was going on in the cashier. “Are they arguing?” he raised his eyebrows while speaking to his newly appointed secretary. The secretary peered too, and sighed. “It seems that they are. Should I inquire what’s going on?” “No.” Damien replied. “I want to see how they handle customers like that.” “The customers have not been behaving erratically though.” she pointed out. “I think this is a problem with their staff. We’ve already been told that their ca

Damien exited the room to follow the man. His other bodyguard looked the hallway to the right while Damien took the one from the left. Walking briskly, he roamed across the halls of the dimly lit hospital corridors. Slipping his hands inside the pockets of his trench coat, he strode calmly– eyed fixated on the entrance to the emergency stairs.Damien reached the door. Saw the shadow silhouette against the wall when he opened the door, and bolted. Damien was quick to trail after the man. He could hear his footsteps smacking against the ground repetitively, and he knew he just had to chase him.The man ran with his life. Damien sprinted after him. However, the man was not in luck. He had descended deeper into the hospital and found himself at a dead end. He tried to shake the padlocked door that would lead him to the corridor of the first floor, but it would not let him.Meanwhile, Damien walked very, very slowly down the stairs and the stranger knew he was doomed forever.The stranger

The news media were filled with stories about the controversy between Damien and Clarissa. Damien grabbed the remote and changed the channel on the TV, only for it to show another track with Clarissa in it.Eloise and her daughter Lilian were there too, their eyes fixed on the screen with worry. Eloise gave Damien a motherly frown and shook her head. “She’s everywhere on the television. Why has your team never made arrangements with the media company? You could have bribed them to stop. They won’t mind. All the famous people in the industry do it all the time.” “It’s alright.” Damien gave up and placed the remote on the desk behind him. He was leaning against it, arms crossed and eyes narrowed at the screen. “Bribing the media is practical, but I like a little challenge.”“You’ll end up being defeated by this girl though.” Lilian shrugged her shoulders. “I’ve only met with Clarissa Norwood once and I’m going to tell you that we don’t vibe with one another. I don’t think you should be