The Nightmare.Amelia sat down on his bed while his stood staring at her like he was dreaming."What could have brought the Queen to his room?" He asked himself silently. "Ermm...my dad will be returning tomorrow" She started and Maxwell's heart skipped a beat upon hearing about Wilson's return. "And...I've decided to play along with you and Riya's plan" She added and Maxwell's eyes widened in shock. "You're only permitted to sleep in my room at night, that's simply to make my father think that we're working on his plans" She added and at that moment Maxwell felt like embracing her. "Mind you, I'm just doing this for the sake of your sick father and for Riya.... I do not know why she has so much interest in helping you" She said and stood up from the bed. "Thank you very much....Amelia, I promise I'll keep my distance" Maxwell replied, he looked very emotional at the moment and felt like tearing up. "You had better do that.....I can't imagine myself having a thing to do with you

The beginning of hell. Wilson left his daughter's room in bewilderment wondering how Maxwell could influence her so easily. This was what he wanted all these while, a chance to manipulate the young man and his daughter to do whatever he asked. Wilson had always been obsessed with power and leadership. As a child he was often told that he had no leadership power which made him crave it so badly. He's elder brother was always commended for his ability to lead people and organize things perfectly but he was the exact opposite. He grew up to hate his family for not putting him out to the world has a leader. Maxwell finished washing Wilson's car at the garage and waked through the front of the building to get back inside. He noticed that the security in the Wilson's mansion had reduced, there were now fewer guard in the compound than there used to be. Ever since Wilson went on his short vacation, a lot of things had changed in the Wilson's mansion. First it was the retirement of M

The Funeral.Days had past but the Wilson's home kept becoming more unbearable for Maxwell.The maltreatment he got from his supposed bride and father inlaw had increased and many times he would pray silently to be relieved of the pains.He did literally everything for them in the house and had no time for himself at all.Gradually, he was becoming a shadow of himself. He looked more depressed by the day and it was beginning to affect his looks. Amelia who he thought would become closer to him with time rather became farther away from me.They both pretended to be close and inlove before Wilson but once he was not seen around, the hatred she had for him resurfaces making him crawl back into his shell like a turtle to avoid her sting.She was always there to nag, order him around and make him do her laundry. He felt like a helpless prisoner whose hope of freedom was lost. The therapist funeral was going to be done and Wilson had told them to attend with him as a couple.For some re

The Kidnap.Riya slept off on the chair beside Amanda bed, she was feeling exhausted from the whole day event.She woke up an hour later and discovered that Maxwell was not in the room.She took a stroll outside thinking she'll find him somewhere around the hospital but after walking for a while, she realized that he was not at the hospital.She dailed his contact several times but it was unanswered and she became worried.She dailed Wilson's contact and he picked up almost immediately."Riya..."His thick voice sounded from the other end of the phone." Uncle is Maxwell home? " She asked" I thought you both were watching over Amelia.... Where as the idiot gone to? "Wilson asked in fury." I have not seen him since he left to answer a call" She said calmly."Maybe you should try calling him" She added before hanging up the callRiya was worried and she walked back into the room slowly hoping he'll just appear. "Where would he have gone?" She asked herself as she walked into the room.

Is she dead?Maxwell moved out of the room into the bathroom to wash his face.It's been two days since he had been in the custody of the unknown abductors.He was feeling very hungry but they never gave him anything to eat since he got there.Although was conversant with maintaining a hungry stomach because his mother had taught him how to fast from a very young age staying without food and water for two days was becoming unbearable.He walked back into the room wiping his wet face with his shirt and met one of the guy standing at the doorway. The guy looked at him and said in mockery "You look terrible" Maxwell looked at him from the corner of his eyes and sat mute on the bed. The guy hissed and dropped a pair of neat trouser and a shirt on the bed "Get yourself ready, you should be somewhere tonight"Maxwell stared at the clothes on the bed and his gaze reverted to the guy. He cleared his throat and looked into the guys eyes "Are you guys planning on letting me go?" He asked.