“I would have loved to go with you to the bank, sir, but I can’t,” The manager told him once they’d gone a distance from the estate’s gate. “I have a work pile I have to attend to urgently.”The expression on his face was pleading, and Adonis had no choice but to let him go.“Just tell me the directions to the bank from here, ” Adonis said. “Then I can head over —”“Oh, it’s just over there!” the manager pointed at something behind Adonis. He turned in the direction of whence the finger pointed and saw it from the distance —It’s tall magnificence and beauty, and it was just straight ahead.“It was nice meeting you in person, sir, ” the manager remarked with a nervous smile hinting on his lips. Adonis nodded in reply and in an anxious movement, he stretched out his hand to Adonis for a handshake, mentally deliberating whether shaking Adonis was wrong or right with the way Adonis just stared at his hand. He eventually shook it and felt the man’s hands shaking as they shook his hand. He
“Don’t!” Everyone turned their attention to the woman dressed in a corporate yet fancy dressing, a woman they’d rarely ever seen with their eyes, rushing out frantically towards the scene. Everyone watched her in silence as she approached them, directly towards Adonis. The wealthy man was piqued by confusion as the woman he’d told Adonis would never pay him attention was right in front of them, offering Adonis a welcoming look. “Sir,” Don Louisa said with an acknowledging smile, her fingers interlocked on her body-fitting pencil skirt. Everyone was perplexed at the words she had just uttered and thereby, they started to mutter. “I was informed that you had arrived so I had to literally rush down.” “These people weren’t very welcoming, ” Adonis replied, glancing at the guards and all that were there. Don Louisa’s gaze fell on everyone, causing them to be silent. “Doesn’t everyone have work to do!?” she snapped. At that moment, the crowd began to dissipate, even though they were heap
Freezing the Dan's family's accounts caused a quick, major bankruptcy in the family, and the news spread across the whole city like wildfire within minutes. It was the talk of the town that even some local talk shows seeking attention chipped into making it their center topic of discussion. Their fashion industry was on the verge of closing down from the bankruptcy and a huge pile of paparazzi flooded their door step at every moment for info on the reason why such a huge industry as that had suddenly gone bankrupt in a matter of minutes. The whole thing was a burden on Mr. Dan that frustration began to explore his senses and put them to use as he wondered what on earth had happened. His son, Gabriel Dan, standing right in front of his desk with his gaze lowered, wasn’t helping in the slightest bit to ease the matter as he kept his mouth shut. “Answer me, Gabriel,” he gritted, his palms holding his aching head in place as his elbows leaned on his paper filled desk. “What did you d
The court was packed up with a crowd of civilians than it had ever been since it’s establishment and people still flocked in with regards to the court hearing. It had become a date almost everyone in the city had set since the incident the previous day with Mr. Dan's fashion industry. Every one wanted to see this prince that had been rumored to have caused the bankruptcy with their eyes, as it piqued their interests a lot more that he was the King's lost but found son. Not everyone was allowed into the court, but they stayed in wait outside as info from the reporters in the court room already came to them. Harriet and her mother were among the batch of people who’d came that was allowed into the court to witness the tribunal with their eyes. Harriet wanted to see him again – Adonis, for no better reason than to confirm the identity he’d proclaimed to her. And also the second Prince, who's identity she wasn’t familiar with, but as she had heard from her friends, was amassed with gor
When the car door opened, the cameras clicking became louder. Everyone watched in yearning as a leg stepped out first from the car. But to everyone’s disappointment, the person who came out of the vehicle was no Prince – but a lawyer.The moment they recognized Lawyer Herman's face, the most popular and best lawyer in the whole city, as he stepped out of the car, they heaved a sigh of frustration, and some of confusion, reviving their indistinct mutterings that turned to noise. The lawyer was unfazed by their retaliation as he marched into the courtroom, his briefcase in hand and with the most serious look he could offer.The brows of those in the room creased to a puzzled frown at the sight of Herman, who they hadn’t been expecting, the King most especially.“Good morning everyone!” he greeted the small crowd of people in the room with a polite gesture. “Good morning, officials,” he directed to the six officials sitting with an impatient, puzzled gaze.“Good morning, His majesty, Y
“So, Your highness,” began the official with the longer hair at Oliver as he looked into some paper documents. “Why do you think you should have the throne instead of the King's first son as it is supposed to be?” he asked. Standing up, Oliver comported himself to answer the question. “First of all, as I have mentioned before, I have more knowledge of this kingdom than my step brother does.” He pointed out. “Ever since I was little, I was trained to know how the kingdom works. I’m familiar with it’s political aspect as well as the financial aspect that if I were to rule this kingdom, it won’t fall into shambles,” His eyes met with his mother’s again and he saw her give him proud nod, building up in him the confidence he needed to continue his speech. “If the kingdom were to be attacked by another stronger kingdom, how are we sure you won’t lead the army men to their deaths and cause the kingdom to be captive?” The dark lady official questioned as she rested back into her chair. “
The moment he had been proclaimed winner of the hearing, and he watched Oliver walk out of the courtroom in fumes, Adonis stepped out of the vehicle he was in – a black Toyota Camry parked in an opposite direction of the court. He was well cladded with a hoodie and face mask as a disguise that anyone who knew him would not be very able to tell it was him if he passed by them. He wanted to confront Oliver, with the rising confidence that surged through his veins again, and rub the embarrassment in his face for what he had done to him when he was Adonis – a penniless pauper who had to survive on the insults of men like bread and coffee. He still was never going to forgive Oliver for how he made out with his wife in front of him, and made him lose his job. But maybe this tribunal was Karma's way of hitting Oliver, and it appealed Adonis. He passed through the crowd of people that could seemingly squish a person into a pancake like figure. Peoples bodies practically clustered against e
“Hey,” he called out to the boys as he approached the scene in an attempt to get their attention, which he very well got. The teenage boys – as they were about four persons – stared at Adonis like he was walking poop. “What’s going on here?” he inquired, his being keen on knowing why the boys bullied the lesser boy who looked lanky in size and distraught as his gaze never raised from the floor. “What do you want now, Mister?” The oversized teenager among them jeered. Adonis turned and gave him a cautioning glare, before repeating his question. “I said, what's going on here?” “What does it look like to you, Mister?” another with blonde hair and freckles piped up in an impolite manner. “We're trying to get our money from this idiot who refuses to pay us.” Adonis saw himself in the boy on the ground twenty years ago, when he'd gotten in trouble with the seniors at the orphanage. Just as in this scenario, he had been rounded over and had been severely beaten, all because he’d taken a
Meanwhile, in the palace, the elders sat in somber silence, each lost in their own thoughts as they waited for their prince’s return. Jesse's watch seemed to tick louder with every passing second, a constant reminder of Adonis's absence. They all shared the same unspoken hope that Adonis would return safely, that his plan had succeeded.Suddenly, the room was jolted by the abrupt entrance of an excited messenger, who burst into the chamber with breathless urgency. "The prince is back!" the messenger exclaimed, unable to contain his joy.Without hesitation, the elders and Jesse rushed outside, their faces alight with anticipation. Their hearts swelled with relief and joy as they laid eyes on Adonis and Valerie, who walked toward the palace in a regal and triumphant manner. Adonis, his presence commanding, strode majestically with Valerie by his side, a living testament to the successful rescue.Jesse approached them, his relief was obvious as he greeted the prince with a deep bow. Adon
Adonis clenched his fists, his anger boiling over as he continued to listen to Oliver's sinister demands. "You heartless bastard!" he spat, his voice trembling with a mix of fury and desperation. "What do you want with my wife? She's innocent in all of this and you know it! This is not necessary at all!"Oliver's voice remained chillingly composed as he replied, "Adonis, your wife's fate is in your hands. All your protests and shouts won't change a thing. H\You know what you need to do but I will be a darling and just repeat them for you: step down from your position as the heir to the throne. Then, prepare an official statement, one that will be signed by the kingmakers and the tribunal. And this time, that is not all that you will do, let me add one more that I have not added before, Adonis, you will deliver this statement to me in person, and only you should come with it."Adonis attempted to reason with Oliver, his mind racing for alternatives, but before he could make any headway
The next day, as Adonis stood at the crime scene, frustration and weariness washed over him. The weight of the situation pressed heavily on his shoulders, burdening him with unanswered questions. He recalled the call he had received from Oliver during his joyous wedding party, the moment when everything had taken a dark turn.He turned to the acting commissioner, his eyes burning with determination and anger. "Why wasn't I informed about Oliver's escape?" Adonis demanded, his voice filled with frustration. "I trusted you to keep this city safe, to keep my loved ones safe!"The acting commissioner sighed heavily, his gaze filled with remorse. "Your highness, I didn't want to ruin the joyous atmosphere of your wedding day," he admitted. "The truth is, the police station was attacked, and Oliver managed to escape yet again. We kept it from you to preserve the happiness of the moment and also due to the fact that it was just so hard to tell especially since its not his first time."Adonis
Heril's eyes remained widened in disbelief even when Adonis confirmed what he had just said. He couldn't fathom that his little sister was engaged to the Prince of the city. It all felt surreal, like a dream."Valerie, is this true?" Heril asked, still struggling to grasp the reality of the situation.Valerie nodded, her cheeks flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and pride. "Yes, Heril. Adonis and I are engaged, you still think that I could never get such a man?"Adonis decided to show Heril the depth of their connection. With a gentle smile, he approached Valerie, his eyes locked onto Heril's. He embraced Valerie tenderly, pulling her close to him. It was a silent but powerful gesture that spoke volumes. Adonis was staking his claim, declaring his love for Valerie in front of her brother.As they stood there in that heartfelt embrace, Heril's initial shock began to give way to a sense of acceptance, and perhaps even happiness for his sister. Adonis even went further to gently ra
As they made their way back to the palace, Adonis decided to contact his lawyer to inform him about Oliver's capture and discuss rescheduling his case.He dialed the lawyer's number and, after a few rings, the lawyer answered."Hello," the lawyer said.Adonis replied, "Hello, it's Adonis. I wanted to let you know that Oliver has been apprehended, so we need to reschedule my case as soon as possible."The lawyer, however, had some news that Adonis wasn't entirely pleased with. "I understand your urgency, Adonis, but the city currently has a backlog of cases, and it might take some time before we can secure a new date for your hearing."Adonis, slightly frustrated, responded, "you’re saying that even as a prince, I still have to wait too?"The lawyer, maintaining his professionalism, explained, "It's a matter of protocol, Adonis. We'll do our best to expedite the process, but we must follow the established legal procedures."Adonis, though not entirely satisfied, reluctantly agreed, rea
As Adonis and the elders anxiously awaited news of the police mission's outcome, a sense of unease hung heavy in the air. Adonis couldn't help but consider the myriad of possibilities that could derail their plans. What if Oliver had somehow learned of the police's approach and was lying in wait to ambush them like he had done twice? What if his henchmen had already scattered upon hearing of the police's arrival? Maybe he still had more minions giving him information? Time seemed to stretch on endlessly, and Adonis' patience and hope was starting to waver. Some of the elders began to voice their doubts, questioning whether everything was truly unfolding as Adonis had envisioned. They had been waiting for nearly an hour, and the absence of any updates was gnawing at their patience too. Adonis remained silent, but the seeds of doubt had already been sown in his mind. The uncertainty of the situation weighed heavily on him, and he couldn't shake the feeling that their carefully laid pl
While Adonis stood in the room with the unconscious guard, Jesse suddenly busted in, holding Adonis's phone. The screen displayed an incoming call from an unknown number, which, in their world, meant it was likely Oliver on the line. Adonis took a deep breath and answered, bracing himself for what was to come. "Adonis," Oliver's voice echoed through the phone, "it's time." Adonis couldn't contain his curiosity any longer. "Who tipped you off about our coming?" he demanded, hoping to unravel the mystery. Oliver's response was far from what he expected. "Oh! I had no idea you were coming, Adonis," he replied, genuine confusion in his tone. "I didn't even know you had been to our previous hiding spot. But it seems even nature is conspiring against your success." The revelation left Adonis perplexed, wondering how Oliver had managed to stay one step ahead without any external information. Oliver continued, hinting at his usual threat. "Get ready, Adonis," Oliver warned. "The second p
The tracker had arrived, and Adonis wasted no time briefing him on the task at hand. They needed to locate Oliver through a phone call, and the tracker assured them that he could accomplish the job. He emphasized the necessity of a ninety-second call to pinpoint Oliver's location accurately. With their plan in motion, they turned their attention to the captured guard, their determination unshaken. They needed him to make the crucial call to Oliver, even though he had deleted all traces of their previous conversations. Initially, the guard remained silent, stubbornly refusing to cooperate. But as the pressure mounted, he finally relented and dialed Oliver's number. The call went through, and Adonis took the phone, speaking calmly but urgently. "Oliver," Adonis began, "we've captured one of your minions yet again." There was a pause on the other end, and then Oliver's voice, cold and calculating, responded. "Who told you those were my minions, Adonis? They were nothing more than tool
Pleasantries were exchanged as they all settled around the table at the casino. Adonis observed the familiarity the elders shared with King Clark, who greeted him with a hint of amusement."Prince Adonis," King Clark said, a mischievous glint in his eye, "it's truly delightful to finally meet the lost but found prince in person."Adonis, though puzzled by the king's words, offered a polite nod. "Likewise, King Clark."However, as they indulged in the various games and distractions the casino had to offer, Adonis couldn't help but sense a subtle shift in the king's demeanor. What had started as a friendly encounter took an unexpected turn when King Clark began to act rudely.He fired questions at Adonis with a mocking tone, each one designed to taunt. "Do you know how to play the 'rich men' games, Adonis? After all, you've just become a prince. Do you know how to act rich, or have you been poor your entire life?"The others at the table remained silent, aware that King Clark was simply