The scene was a high rise building. A forty floor skyscraper. This was the headquarters of the Oscorp company. It was the enemy factory of the Krafth company. At the top most floor, a meeting was going on between the board of directors. The Oscorp company had lasted almost as long as the Krafth company. The company was made up of previous enemies at one point or the other of the Krafth’s who came together when they realized that alone, they had little to no chance of touching the Krafth’s. After this realization, they pooled their resources together and formed the famed Oscorp Corporation. The Oscorp Corporation consisted of five diff families. These families were from 5 different ethnicities. They were; The Banks family, The Carlos family, The Kakashi family, The Argent family and The Zielinski family. They all had had issues with the Krafth family in the past. It is noteworthy that the Banks family just recently got admitted as one of the major

Marcus dispersed the crowd. He told them to return to their place of work. He also assigned a new workplace to Mr Luiz and his friends. Mr Luiz had to pack his things out of Marcus’s new office. The manager’s office. This did not take a long while as it was done quickly. Marcus returned to his office after that. He looked at the pile of paper on his desk. He laughed. He did not know where to start from. He decided to sit down first. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. He wondered who it was. He just talked to his workers. He was sure they were not going to be needing anything anytime soon. “Come in,” he said. A young lady walked in. He was shocked. She was dressed in office wear. She looked… ravishing. That was the only word that came to his mind. She was an average height woman, whose face card was top notch. Though she was not smiling, he knew if she did, her smile would definitely light up the room. She was well built, as ev

Marcus was still reminiscing on everything that had happened today while he walked to the front door. His turn around in life, how he won't be bullied again at work. He was happy. All that was left was meeting his wife. As Marcus got to the entrance of his house, he realized something. He had forgotten his key, again. Marcus did not like stressing his wife after he got home from work. He didn't like knocking, though it seemed like it was slowly becoming a habit. It was likely the excitement from what was going to happen that made him forget the key in the morning. He was about to knock, when he noticed a paper at the entrance. It was stuck on the door, by the side. Marcus picked it up. It was likely from his wife. He wondered what it was about. Chantelle went out. She was invited to a social gathering by her parents along with Richard Banks. Marcus was stunned. He knew his wife understood what she was doing. She understood that he didn't

Richard and Chantelle had been smiling throughout their dinner. After her Dad had made her understand the situation, Chantel realized she didn't have any other choice at that moment. She gracefully adapted to the situation. They both ordered Italian. It was a four-course meal that started with appetizers. They were both served, Insalata della Casa. This was an appetizer made up of; Mix greens, carrots, tomatoes in extra virgin olive oil and balsamic dressing. Chantelle was beaming. Both of them were maintaining small talk during this. It was the regular how her day was, what she had been doing and what she was up to. Richard was also smiling a lot while trying to maintain his gentleman aura. Every second he spent with this woman made him more attracted to her, he thought. After this, they were served the second course, which was pasta. Pasta was a fully acknowledged meal in Italy. They were served Pappardelle Al Brasato along with a Red str

Richard and Chantelle had been talking at the front of Marcus’s home for over thirty minutes. Marcus and Huncho could not clearly make out what they were seeing. But, judging from their body language, it was not anything they could not guess. Chantelle was still holding her bags of clothes while looking like a princess that had just walked out of a Disney movie. If not anything, one thingarcus and Richard would agree on was that Chantelle was drop dead gorgeous. Chantelle started getting wary. She was a smart woman. She already figured out that her husband was not back yet, but had been putting that at the back of her mind for a while now. They had taken over thirty minutes here, it was time for Richard to leave, she thought. “Richard, thank you so much for today… Thank you for…” “Chantelle, I already told you it was nothing. If you keep thanking me like this, I'll feel somehow,” he replied. “I think it's time I left also,” Richard got the clue.