Diana blinked her bleary eyes open and saw only darkness. She shivered. She felt a stab of fury at her own weakness, her own frailty with a dull, pounding headache, the aftereffect of the "stuff" the handkerchief over her nose was sprayed with , had taken up residence in her frontal lobe. It felt like someone trying to kick a door down from the wrong side.She glanced around where she was and it was utterly dark and so couldn't see where she was, except for the blackness. She soon realized she was not on her military uniform any more , she wrinkled her toes and alas discovered she was just on her bra and underwears and her hands tied above her hands. She noticed she was on a soft material, a bed to be precise and it was so dark that she could barely see a thing. Right now, the only thing that swept through her entire frame was pain surging through her and her head aching. She remembered she had been knocked out by some burly and didn't know for how long she had been unconscious. Memo

Richarlison with his injured arm charged at peter at once. "Stop!" Mark ordered! Diana was terror stricken with the events unfolding that she had started to shiver the more. Beside Mark, Richarlison leaped up and landed squarely before Peter when he heard the command Mark made."You're courting death to challenge the president general! Peter!" Sheer menace radiated off Richarlison as he halted in his attack. Peter eyed Richarlison with a frown. "You might not necessarily be able to defeat me with your injured hand or even if we were to battle it out today. Furthermore, i have about six of my lackeys with me!""Hmpphh! We'll only know about that after giving it a try.." Richarlison snorted and dropped into a fighting stance right away.Peters eyes glinted with a murderous aura. Meanwhile, Mark's face was bright red and he shook with rage. No one in sterling city dares go against me but this seemingly mafia of the triads goes against me!Nonetheless, he was caught in a dilemma at the

Meanwhile, Jake at his office had received the news about the fake ring! He kept on pacing back and forth..... Hannah ruined all his whole plan for years now for just not informing him early that the president general has found his hideout. But how did he easily tracked his hideout?"Such dumb woman!" He said angrily as the phone he was holding scattered into pieces.And now that his brother knows about him now, he has to stick to plan B!Just that moment he was lost in thought, the ringing sound the of his office cell phone brought him back, he went ahead to pick up the call with the intention of shouting at his secretary for disrupting his thoughts. Who else would call him with the office cell phone if not his Secretary?He picked it up but before he could say anything, the voice at the other end rang through, "I'm in a hot mess!" it was Hannah!.....and not his secretary, he could easily tell whose voice was it."Dumb woman! Sort it out yourself!" He yelled and then ended the call

And then to find out that the reason I felt like that—like you were some part of me I’d lost and never even knew I was missing until I saw you —that the reason was that I thought that you were the lady from that night, six years ago. it felt like some sort of cosmic joke realizing you're not, well maybe you're.....but you don't remember because you lost your memories_,, He stood up then, with a sort of violent suddenness, and crossed the room to the window. He looked lost, as lost as he had been standing over Jocelyn, the family's maid corpse, many years ago. Now, he was lost in thought, the mark on her thighs? Only his betrothed was supposed to have that mark of an overlapping circle... “Sir?” Diana said, alarmed, and when he didn’t answer, she scrambled to her feet and went to him, laying her hand on his arm. He continued staring out the window; their reflections in the glass were nearly transparent—ghostly outlines of a tall boy and a smaller girl, her hand clamped anxiously on

Who would have his mother kidnapped? Well, yeah, he has an enemy now. Who else if not Jake?Normally, Mark had sense that something was wrong and now it increased when he reached the apartment door. It was unlocked, hanging slightly open, spilling a wedge-shaped shaft of light onto the landing. With a feeling of increasing panic he pushed the door open. Behind him was Richarlison.Inside the apartment the lights were on, all the lamps, everything turned up to full brightness. And immediately Richarlison dropped into his survival instincts.Mark's mother’s keys and pink handbag were on the small wrought-iron shelf by the door, where she always left them. “Mom?” Mark called out. “Mom, your son is home.”Oftentimes, since Flora returned, Mark had found himself there a number of times.'So, his father's wife is still alive?' Richarlison realized.There was no reply to Mark's calling. He went into the living room. Both windows were open, yards of gauzy white curtains blowing in the breeze