Clara drove the car with a fierce intensity as if her life depended on it, and in a way it did. As she drove, her hands tight on the wheels, she was conscious of the loud thumping of her heart. Her blood was pounding so hard in her mouth that she feared she'd collapse from shock.With a brief sigh, she cast a glance at the whimpering Jenson by her side. The boy was shaking like a leaf in the winter, but she spared him no concern. His emotions didn't matter, only hers did."Remember the story I told you about a little boy who was eaten by a lion because he was stubborn?" Clara said.Jenson looked up at her, tears in his eyes. He hesitated before he replied. "Y…yes.""Do you want to be like him?"A slow whisper "No…""Then why do you keep being stubborn by crying even after I've warned you severally? I could take you to the lion if you continue to disobey me," Clara said and sent him a stern look."I'm…I'm sorry, Clara. I won't cry again. I don't want to go to the Lion, please!" Jenson

"How is my son, Doc?" Lucian asked the doctor who patted his shoulders with a brief smile."He's going to be okay. He went through shock, and needs all the rest he can get,"As soon as the doctor left the room, Betty hurried to Jenson's side and took his hands in hers, stroking them passionately in regret."Honey, I'm so sorry that you had to go through all of that," she sobbed."Your foolishness caused this mess in the first place. If you had given the slightest thought of concern to Jenson's feelings, then none of this would have happened," Lucian said in a voice tangled with spite."Oh, please, don't you bloody judge me!" She fired. "I did what I could to protect my child,"Lucian chuckled. "Gosh, it seems you're high on foolishness today. Tell me, how exactly were you protecting him? By making him vulnerable to all the guests of Howards?"Betty kept on stroking Jenson's hand without a word. She was afraid to speak, afraid to utter a single word, or else she might reveal how hurtin

The two men took their seats two tables away from Lucian, and Zillion's eyes roamed across the room to fish out any suspicious face. When he saw none, he uncorked a bottle of whiskey that he had brought out from a bag and poured it into two wine glasses.Lucian sighed in relief as Zillion's eyes brushed past him without noticing, or maybe the cap he wore had done a good job of disguising his features. Whatever it was, he had to make the most out of this opportunity that Anthony had frowned deeply against.He focused his attention on the one-eyed man and noticed that truly he had only one eye. The other eye was hidden by a black cape, designed carefully to give him a scary look.There were deep scars around his face. Several tribal marks were etched on his forehead like it was a cross he had to carry. His only available eye was blood red, flashing venomous looks like that of a viper.He looked so dangerous that even children would whimper at the sight of him. The definition of a drug l

The gentle rush of the morning warm air against her cheeks produced a whistling sound from Betty as she strode elegantly into the company. She walked up to her assistant who bowed politely."Good morning Ms. Betty,"Betty ignored the greeting with a wave of the hand. "When is the schedule for my meeting with the board?""By 2pm today ma,""What other appointments do I have for the day?""Iris Telecom has agreed to meet with you by noon to sign the contract,""Really?" Betty shrieked, unable to hide her excitement."Yes ma, congratulations," Her assistant said. Betty smiled a knowing smile. Iris telecom was like the world's leading telecommunication company and sealing a multi dollars deal with them was an excellent feat. She was proud of herself.With the actualization of the deal, her value in the market would kick up to an immeasurable height. She walked into her office and collapsed into the cozy chair, a lot of thoughts racing through her mind.Her thoughts were on Jenson, how sh

Betty scoffed loudly at his words, then broke into a loud, sarcastic laugh. "You have finally gone mad!"Lucian ignored the sarcasm and passed a look at the woman on her knees. She was dressed quite poorly, with a few strands of her hair popping up here and there. Her complexion was dull, sunburnt. It evoked a mixture of emotions in Lucian's heart as he suddenly remembered how Betty had treated him in the same rude manner that day at the hotel."What's your job in this company?" Lucian asked the woman."I'm a cleaner, sir…" the woman replied, her voice trailing.Betty snorted. "An ordinary cleaner Indeed,""Quite your specialty to always look down on people that you feel superior to. You never get tired of it, do you?" Lucian turned his attention to Betty."If you think for one split second that I'm going to apologize to this wench over here, then you must have lost a screw in that brain of yours!" Betty hissed and made to break off, but Lucian held her back.He brought her so close