"A little bird I found had a lot to say about you." Dean said with a laugh. Già was shaking."Your lover is quite handsome, you know, except for the dark cycles around his eyes." Dean said with a pout. "How did he get that, make up or drugs?"He could see he had Già. She was shaking, all her usual calm and proud composure was gone.She finally looked up at him defensively. "You have no proof." "Oh. Do I?" He brought out his phone. "I wonder what Gustavo would think if I emailed him these bank statements." Dean said."Does he have an idea his niece is wasting his treasured wealth?"Già looked completely beaten, but very angry. "Should we ask him?" Dean pressed on."I underestimated you." She spat."Oh, you sure did." Dean said with a smile of satisfaction, while mentally sending thanks to his private investigator. "What do you w

“The Millers?” Dean asked. Perhaps he had not heard correctly. There was only one famous Miller in the country. That was Marshall Miller’s family. “Yes.” The private investigator said.“Are you certain?”“Yes. Very certain.” Jean said over the phone. “I was calling to ask some questions. It would make the investigation quicker if you had answers for me.”“Sure, go ahead.”“Do you know of any connections between the Millers and your fiance?” Jean asked.“None at all.” He was in shock. The only connecting link Leilani could have with the Marshalls was him, Dean. Leilani hated Marshall for having bullied him in the past. But she had never spoken to him.“And you are sure she was not just keeping it away from you?” Jean asked.“Leilani does not keep secrets.” He could not continue doubting, and believing the worst of his fiance. Leilani had been a loyal and honest woman. “I mean no offence.” Jean said. “But perhaps she knew him before you both started dating. Is there anyone you can

Leilani was about to shove the eating knife deep into his chest when Marco Rossano opened his eyes. Although he was still not fully conscious of his whole surrounding, his self preservation instinct kicked in.He grabbed the knife and wrestled with her. Leilani gripped the knife tight with a surprising level of strength she did not know she still had. She knew that as soon as he took it from her, she would face hell.“Let go, you bitch.” Marco cursed as he tried to pull the knife.Leilani did not bother responding. She knew she would rather die than let him have it. She held on and put her back into the struggle. If she managed to secure the knife, even if she could not kill him, she would kill herself. Suddenly she felt a hard kick on her back, her hands withered and she fell off the bed. A guard pressed his heavy boots against her neck and pinned her to the floor.Marco bounced off the bed and shouted. “You bitch. The bitch tried to kill me.” He was completely naked when the s

It was several weeks later and Dean’s company was in full swing. He worked late into the night for weeks and was finally beginning to see progress. His business had their very first mention in an article, after an international celebrity mentioned ALLY, his e-commence app on a television interview. He read out an excerpt from the article as his company's project managers nodded and smiled. I CAN BE VERY INDECISIVE WHEN IT COMES TO SHOPPING. THE DAY I DISCOVERED THIS NEW APP, I WAS UNCERTAIN ABOUT WHAT TO WEAR TO A BIG EVENT. ALL THE SUGGESTIONS MY COSTUME TEAM MADE WERE NOT HELPING, IT MADE ME EVEN MORE CONFUSED.SO I SIGNED UP ON THIS APP AND FILLED OUT THIS QUICK QUESTIONNAIRE ABOUT MY PERSONALITY AND HABITS, MIND YOU, ALTHOUGH IT WAS MANDATORY IT WAS FUN. THEY HAD JOKES AND SARCASTIC COMMENTS ABOUT MY ANSWERS AT THE END OF EACH PAGE THAT WERE SO FUNNY I WAS UGLY LAUGHING BY THE

“No, It's not necessary.” Dean tried to protest. “Oh rubbish! This is your first big break.” Lyda responded and walked off to the kitchen. She returned with wine glasses and a bottle of red wine. She filled both glasses past halfway and handed one to him.“Do you plan to get me drunk?” He laughed“You're no fun at all.” She playfully sneered at him. “If we are celebrating, why hold back?"Despite all Lyda's faults, Dean appreciated what she was doing now. All the people who had congratulated him so far have been strangers.She was the closest thing he had to a family. Even though theirs was a peculiar circumstance and was going to be temporary. So he relaxed and talked about his day with her, and the visit from the arrogant bank manager. They laughed at the man’s foolish arrogance and drank glass after glass of red wine.He knew it was playing with fire to get drunk with Lyda, but this was the first time he had felt somewhat at peace since he had gotten out of prison and he wanted