In Vancouzer, Kelvin was lying on his sofa half asleep, with the thoughts of Cara on his mind. Falling in love with a potential enemy was something he didn't see coming. He lay still, his gaze fixated on the table set."Fucking assholes," he lamented. His face was dull and tiring, he had been returning Cara's call, but she wasn't answering. He couldn't help but wonder what could be her problem. A loud ringing from his cell phone drew his attention, and he glanced at the phone vibrating on the edge of the table. He was too tired and wanted to ignore it, but on the second thought that it might be Cara's call, he got up and picked up the phone. Staring at the screen, the caller's identity was boldly written as Pamela. He inhaled deeply and rolled his eyes in disappointment. Pamela's call was the last thing he wanted. He picked it up and placed the phone in his ears, without uttering a word. "Hey big boy," her melodious voice rang out. Her voice was so soothing and could ease one's pa

Mariana lay on the bed, panting hard underneath Gregory. They had just finished a very passionate sex. The smile on her face, as she stared at the ceiling, you could tell she missed that wonderful experience. He planted a soft kiss on her lips and rolled over on the bed, his gaze locked on the ceiling. They remained silent, eyes facing the same direction, Luke they were having the same thoughts.He stole a glance at her and smiled. She rolled over, grabbed his cheek, kissed him, and jumped off the bed."That was great," he muttered, staring at her as she stood before him totally unclad. She winked at him playfully, and walked into the bathroom to clean herself up. After she had left the room, the realization hit him on the bed where he lay. He sat upright and began to think about what he had just done. He had broken his promise to Becca and Kelvin.He knew that if Becca should hear a word of what just happened, that would be the end of their marriage. He sighed deeply, his face show

It was snowing heavily on a Monday morning in Vancouzer, Kelvin plodded towards the prison gate with a huge cigarette in his mouth. A fleet of luxury cars parked right behind him, signifying the presence of a VVIP. Two prison security men sauntered towards him with a broad smile on their faces."Good day, Mr. Woodluck," their voices echoed in unison. Kelvin brought out the cigarette from his mouth and smiled at the men who looked pleased to see him. He darted his eyes across the prison wall and entered through the gates, with the prison security and his guards behind him. His posture and aura commanded respect as he gently entered the prison. "Good morning, Mr. Woodluck. To what do I owe this pleasant visit?" The prison Warden said, extending his hand for a handshake while smiling sheepishly. Kelvin stared at the silent space, wondering where all the prisoners were. "I didn't expect to find this place as empty and deserted as this. What's going on?" He asked, pouring the smoke f

After the meeting with Gallagher, Kelvin sat on the balcony, letting his mind travel back, scaling through the past events that had happened. So many troubles were building up against his family, but he was the only one who could see it.The arrogance of the other family members wouldn't let them identify the threats coming in. Yes, they were rich and Influential, but they weren't the only people with influence in the country.Kelvin understood that, and he had decided not to let power stop him from using his head. He saw troubles building up from all angles, but they seemed similar. He knew he had to find out the plot, before it blew on their faces.A loud thud from his left brought him back to his senses, and he saw Uncle Theo, staring at him with a grin on his face. "I know that look, boy. I've been noticing you ain't yourself for some time now. I used to think maybe it was the thoughts of Katherine playing in your head, but clearly it seems to be more than that." Uncle Theo said,

Gregory got home very confused. He lay on the bed, thinking of how to meet the requirements of the lady, without exposing his issues to the family. The money was there, but what excuse did he need to take it without making account for it?He couldn't take unnecessary risk, because Mariana's life was at stake, should Becca find out about them. As he lay quietly, drowning in his thoughts, the door went wide open, and Becca joined him on the bed.She stared at his boring face, she could sense something eating him up. She patted his cheek, and stared into his eyes."What's the matter? you don't look so good," she said, feeling concerned about him. He had to force a smile, to make her worry less, but she knew him too well. And he knew she could be very persuasive. But, not this time.Gregory was ready to take the secret to his grave, if need be, as long as he was protecting Mariana. "Come on, let me help you." She urged him, and he smiled and patted her cheek."I'm fine darling, I'm just