When she turned, he waited until she was at her door. She waved, then entered her apartment, the door slamming shut. He waited by the sidewalk for a few minutes, staring at her closed door, wondering if it was going to be too fast if he just went to her door, knocked and then expressed how he felt towards her, and how he had tried to control himself throughout the entire night. But at the same time, he also reminded himself that he was one of the executives in the company where he worked, and he didn't want to do anything that would tarnish his image. He was going to wait until he was sure. Yes, he wanted to wait. Nodding to himself and hoping that he had made the right decision, he drove past the sidewalk and out of her neighborhood, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. * Aurora waited until his car left the sidewalk before she could breathe properly. What in heaven's name had taken him so lon

She squealed happily, and he tried his best to resist the urge to tell her to shut it.“I can come with you, yeah? Let me find something to wear.”He shook his head firmly.“No, Ariel. This is strictly boys. Like a boy's night out. One of them is marrying, and we get to have a bit of fun on the bachelor's nights out. I might not come back to the house.”The stare she shot him made him irritated, but he did an awesome job of not showing it.“A bachelors night out, huh? You were really going to go to one of those things, Richard?”He shrugged, taking another sip of the lemonade.“Yes? I was going to go. Did you make this?” He asked, staring at the glass of lemonade.He was asking because while Ariel's mother was an excellent cook, she had never thought it wise to also acquire a bit of her mother's skills. The lazy brat that she was, she preferred to be fed and clothed, to have everything done for her.He could swear that she hadn't made the lemonade he had just consumed.“No, I didn't.

He was a heavy thinker, and most nights, you would find him in the backyard, a cigarette in between his lips, looking up at the sky or typing furiously on his laptop keyboard.It made him see that the man was just like any other man, and wasn't invisible in any way.“Oh, okay. And you're going to this party? You know you will get married to my daughter soon, right?”He rarely smiled, but tonight he did. He seemed lighter, happier, as though a huge burden had been lifted off his shoulders. It made Richard wonder if there was something happening in the family or the company that he didn't know about.Richard laughed, slipping on his jacket. He glanced at Ariel, who was helping her mother set the table.“Are you sure you won't stay for dinner? You've not eaten anything reasonable since morning.”He grinned at Ariel, going over to her and kissing her fully on the lips. His hand wrapped her behind in a squeeze, and she swatted at his hand with the slightest of frowns.“Stop it, Richard..”

“No, I haven't. I can't bear the sight of his face. I might end up killing him, you know.”To Richard, Hal's father had done what any other father would've done. He didn't blame the man. They had given Hal everything he requested. He had a truck, thanks to them. He used to have two cars as well, a Benz and the truck, but had sold the Benz a while ago to pay off some debts.The apartment he lived in till this day had been paid for by his father.Richard saw no reason why Hal hated his father, but he knew he wasn't in a position to judge as well. After all,he hated Lut, and the only thing the poor lad had done was date Ariel, who he didn't love either, but was using her status to his advantage.“Well, there you go. We both have our grudges. Allow me to keep mine.”Hal nodded, groaning after throwing the last of the whiskey down his throat.“So, these horses. How do we transport them? How do we even take them from the ranch house without waking the family up?”Richard grinned. He had tho

“What do you say, Hal? Found the perfect van yet?”Hal smiled. When he smiled, his scar disappeared completely.“Not yet, McArthur. We've not looked at a lot of vans. But the blue one looks good. We might need to check the engine though. We'd like something smooth, we definitely don't want to go about waking people up. Richard, what do you say? Do you like the blue one?”When he didn't answer, Hal spoke again, his tone not hiding his irritation.“Richard? What in…”“Let's take the black. They're all heavy sleepers in that house and the barn is quite the distance from the main house. The black van is bigger, and black just blends with the darkness. We definitely don't want to be seen, I tell ya.”McArthur nodded, looking at him in awe.“Seems you have the place all figured out.”Richard smirked.“I've been there for the past two weeks.”McArthur’s smile was understanding, but his frown quickly returned.“I see. The black van will cost you two thousand grand.”Richard laughed.“You've g