Bennett clutched the phone in his hand a little too tight, almost enough to squash it into bits and pieces if he had the ability to. Something has to take the blame for the insults which had just visited his day.He let out a roar full of pure guttural rage, and in his anger and frustration, he hurled the glass of whiskey in his other hand at the wall, watching as the glass blasted into smithereens and sent a million little shards flying in every direction.He considered throwing away the phone as well, to make it atone for its misgivings, when it began ringing again, like a hungry infant, oblivious to the troubles its demands brought with every cry. He stole a glance at the screen and nearly doubled over at the caller ID. Number One.A wave of nervousness coursed through his veins like an electric shock. Why did the man call him at that time? He had obviously seen the scandal on the news, so there was no escape out of his judgment. Whatever he deemed fit to make out of the issue woul

The air she felt was cooling against her skin, caressing her with a soothing kiss as it ran through her hair. Jennet had come to love quiet moments by herself. It wasn’t that she enjoyed being a recluse, but the madness her life had been plunged into ever since Gabriel resurfaced from the land of the dead had left her world in a topsy-turvy mess.Brown wasn’t doing anything to help matters with his endless drinking. He had successfully run out of liquor, and the week was just beginning.He definitely got that from his father. Definitely his father.But Jennet had no idea who Brown's father was. She had been seeing two men at the time. Both of them seemed to be potential husband material. She had always been identified by all who came across her as an opportunistic individual. She saw a window and dived right in to it. When neither of the men wanted to accept the pregnancy, she felt so miserable, like her world had come to an abrupt end.She traveled to her mother’s home somewhere on t

Jennet held the phone to her ears with shaky hands. It felt like she was speaking with a ghost. If her memory serves her well, she was speaking to someone from her past, someone she had thought to be dead for many years.“Jennet? Hello? Are you still there, Jenny?” the voice came again.“Charlie?” Jennet asked tentatively, faint embers of hope coming alive in her heart.“Jenny. Hello, Jenny. It’s been a lifetime,” Charlie said with a voice full of nostalgia.And indeed, it had been a lifetime, a very long one spent in wishful thinking of what is and what could have been.Jennet had run into Charlie when she was at an all low in her life. She had just been jilted by several lovers who found her too demanding. All she wanted was a bite of their giant-sized snack of money and affluence. Since when did that become a crime?It didn’t matter that Jennet had been with all those lovers at the same time when she got busted. Somehow, they belonged to the same rotary club and played golf togethe

Bennet arrived at Elena’s doorstep just as agreed. He neither wasted any time nor did he care to exchange any pleasantries. Elena felt awkward being around him, especially after the whole drama with Mark and his father had put Bennet’s business in danger.They made a quick detour to Jennet’s house, which just happened to be out of their planned commute for the evening.“Beats me why she’ll buy a property in a neighborhood so far from the happening places,” Margaret rolled her eyes at Elena, who nodded absentmindedly in agreement to what Bennet said.Elena’s mind raced with thoughts headlined by a dozen million questions. Why did Number One want them at a party? If he wanted to meet them physically, he could easily have pulled them off to some private hotel room, which he was capable of doing.Elena had done the courtesy of browsing through the invitation list for the party. Well, she had heard by some stroke of luck, when two women were discussing a friend who had managed to land an e

“If you would excuse me, my friends. I have urgent business to go attend to before the party kicks into full swing,” he winked and walked away towards another entrance. The bodyguard turned around and gave them a menacing glare and walked after his boss. Under the bright lights, he looked imposing and hardened with the scar running down his left eye. He looked formidable.Bennet walked over to an empty table and the rest followed him like sheep. Elena slipped into the seat right beside him and kept her eyes fixed on the table. The rest of their group kept busy with the drinks moving past their table and Elena seized the opportunity to begin a conversation.“It’s a beautiful place,” she nodded with a patronizing smile.Bennet barely grunted a reply and reached across to pick a drink from a passing tray.“Ben, I’m really sorry about how things ended between us. I wish everything went differently,” she tentatively placed a hand on his arm.Bennet looked down at the place where Elena’s ha