“I heard he is the new inmate, what do you think?” One of the inmates whispered to the jail lord, Amos, he was mostly feared and it was like all the inmates were under him since they were afraid of dying mysteriously.He was tough skinned, muscular and had gangster nature, from one look it was clear that he was a one time hot shot criminal who had no respect for law.“Another weakling.” He groaned, rubbing his rough beard.Richester walked from one post to another as the cooks gave them some portions of food. The cafeteria was filled with inmates who were eating, making noise and causing trouble.He wanted to remain low-key and he took note of every step that he took, he didn’t know when he stumbled on someone’s leg and tripped. His face plastered on his meal, he groaned in pain and the entire hall roared in annoying laughter. It was beside the jail lord’s eating table, though he hadn’t taken notes of anything yet.“Why did you set your leg for me!” He questioned in anger as soon as h

“Emergency! Emergency! Every available doctor and surgeon should come to the ER.” A voice announced through the speaker in the entire hospital as doctors started rushing out to the ER. Stella crossed paths with Lorenzo and was quite amazed that he was in her mother’s hospital. “What are you doing here?” She couldn’t help it, staring at him seriously. “What does it look like?” He sounded unbothered and rude. “The last time I checked, you refused to work with other top hospitals, why did you choose us?” Stella questioned anxiously. “That’s none of your business and you should leave it that way.” He said curtly as they got closer to the ER. Some nurses and doctors were already tending to minor issues on ground. Stella shoved Lorenzo to a corner and approached her first patient. “How is he?” Stella and Lorenzo asked the nurse almost at the same time, when they realized this, they stared at themselves in annoyance before facing the nurse. “His vital signs are currently stable.” The

His hands were wrapped with white cloth because of his broken knuckle. He was slowly getting better and his face had healed. The prisoners were in the big field protected by prison wires, doing sports, enjoying fresh air in silence and engaging in anything they wanted. Richester walked into the field with his cellmates that didn’t want to leave his side no matter how he tried to rattle out of them. “Can you stop following me now?” He stopped walking and faced them, Jones pretended to be looking somewhere else. “I don’t know about them but I like and I respect you.” Adam said and he smirked. “Like me? I’m not a woman, c’mon!” He playfully hit Adam’s shoulder and all of them nodded. “He is right.” Lucky began and they focused on him. “We want to serve you, boss.” Lucky said seriously, staring at Richester intently. Richester was taken aback by their determinism that he had to laugh but seeing that their expression remained inexpressive, he scoffed. “I’m not the jail lord here or so

“Are you alright?” Damien asked as he passed Stella’s plate of steak that he had cut into bits.“I’m fine.” She clicked something on her phone for a while before placing it down. “I never asked you to do this.” She rolled her eyes at the plate and back at him.Damien shyly cleared his throat. “I’m sorry babe, I wanted it to be easier for you.” He figured and she sighed.“Again, didn’t I tell you I wasn’t up for this? Why do you have to report to my mother?” Stella chewed in disgust. Recently, she wasn’t finding it fun spending time with Damien.“We are a couple, Ella. Over the month, you have been the only one trying to get my attention. So, I’m only reciprocating.” He curled his lips. “Don’t you want me?” He raised a brow and she scoffed.“Well, you aren’t too bad to live with. But, I’m no longer interested in you so don’t try to impress me. Dates are sore.” She scoffed curtly and he nodded.“I’m planning on a one on one trip with you.” Damien suggested and she sat upright.“Trip?” S

Above the endless ocean was a yacht owned by Damien. It was beautifully decorated with red fabrics, balloons, and colorful light. From afar, it looks like a couple were having a honeymoon away from the entire crazy world. The calm heart catchy music filters in the air and candle light rounded the cake and delicacies that had been perfectly arranged on the decorated table. Damien and Stella stood by the edge of the yacht as the evening breeze flushed on their faces, Stella leaned his chest and curled him with her glass of wine on the other hand while Damien wrapped her waist with his hand. “This is amazing.” Stella mumbled. “Right?” Damien caressed her back. The yacht was afloat, going by the calm sea waves. The city was also enchanting too, because every light reflected on the face of the water - making their moment so marvelous. “Being here, I feel like a baby. Like someone who doesn’t have a storm waiting for them out there.” Stella sighed. “Everything will be fine.” Damien as