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
He heard the indistinct mutterings above him and glanced up. Sure enough, his neighbors – couples and non couples – stared down at him and his bags from their balconies as the ones who were couples muttered things to each other while their lips were curved up into a smile.. He knew the smiles on their faces were mocking, and his heart was pricked with the feeling of annoyance and confusion. He heard some of their mutterings; that he was being thrown out because he couldn’t pay the rent money, but Adonis knew that wasn’t the case. He'd paid an advancement of triple the rent money to be disturbed by such inconvenience as an uninformed quit notice. It gnawed at him to find out the reason behind this uncalled act, but the desire to know the state of his flat piqued him first. He grabbed up two of the bags – as there were about six of them out – and made to head up to his flat to confirm the dissenting feeling he had, but before he could make a movement, the Landlord stepped out from
The news that he had to reveal his identity came as a unexpected yet expected surprise that he had to think on it for hours. If he calculated rightly, Oliver still did not know his identity yet as the Prince, his brother, and as Adonis, and he still didn’t want the latter to find out. But he couldn’t run away from that anymore. He had to accept the fact that they were going to know his identity sooner or later. But it seemed better later than sooner. But meanwhile, the next day, Adonis made up his mind to get a new set of clothes as a change. His old, casual ones were wearing out, and were bringing him batches of insults, so he needed a change. That he wanted a low-key profile didn’t mean he was going to keep on dressing like someone he needed desperate financial help, which was not his status anymore. He left the hotel for the nearest cloth shopping store, and the one he found made his insides scream perfection. It was as small as a boutique, yet had a glamorous and inviting ext
Adonis introduced himself to Valerie, then she insisted on buying him the clothes he needed.But Adonis, being gentlemanly with a standard to not allow a lady, whatever her status, buy him something so expensive, declined her offer incessantly. He would get them himself and not put her to doing it. All he needed to do was figure out what had happened to his card.Something inside of him didn’t want him to leave her without getting to know her at least, and when she asked him to grab brunch with her at the nearest coffee shop, he didn’t decline.“So, what’d you do that Oliver was insistent on bullying you?” she asked as they were seated at a table by the glass wall facing the busy street inside the coffee shop that was overwhelmed with the aroma of brimmed coffee and baked goods, two glasses of smoothie in different flavors on each of their side on the table. “I mean, he does bully people a lot, but not people he doesn’t know, else you’ve done something to him.”“I…” Adonis didn’t wan
Prompted by his employee's question, Mr. Joe, the owner of the hotel, came down to the reception to know the reason why such question was asked. There, he met Adonis – the man he’d thought low of the first time he’d seen him and Valerie – the lady from abroad and deserving of respect – standing at the reception table where his employee stood behind.“Is there a problem here?” he asked when he drew closer. Adonis gave the man a look over, his mind confirming the fact that he was the owner of the hotel from his memory of him.“Sir,” the receptionist remarked to her boss. “This man thought he’d paid for the room he lodged in recently for three weeks. That was why I called to confirm, sir.”The man casted a snide look at Adonis.“And is he trying to argue?” he asked. The receptionist couldn’t give a proper answer as she fixed her gaze on Adonis who was thinking a way out of his situation. “Sir, ” the man began speaking to Adonis. “Our records have it that you only paid for a few days, an
They went to different locations in the city, driving in Valerie's car, but the park was the only place she was so delighted in going to.Valerie squealed with glee as she marveled at the beautiful scenery of the lighted park, gracing the expanse of the night. The cheer and chatter of many people aside them filling the atmosphere of the park as most of them there were having fun, some riding the roller coaster, others the carousels, and most – many other games. She was amazed at the fact that the park reminded her of her home back at New Jersey. Its liveliness even at night, the eruption of cheerful fun…She wanted to get on that rollercoaster. “Do you ride roller coasters, Don?” she piped up over the noise of people as she turned to look Adonis who's eyes and attention surveyed the environment as a sense of familiarity washed over him. It'd been so long a while since he had been to this park – but now that he was here, it brought back happy memories. His first carousel ride had been
Work desired his attention, yet the shackles of annoyance, frustration and hatred for the man he’d wanted to desperately ridicule gripped him tight. Piles of paperwork filled the table in Oliver's room – paperwork he needed to attend to soonest – but the desire to bring to shame that coffee blonde man than had in all manners disrespected him plunged through him deeper. He very well knew that the guy would have been ridiculed the day before at that clothing store if Valerie hadn’t come and nosedived into the matter. Anger surged through him as his muscles contracted, dispersing the hard sense of tension in the atmosphere of the room. He didn’t want to let the matter pass; he never let any matter as this that involved his mockery pass him by without properly taken care of. Though he did not know the guy well, although from what his private investigator had found out, the guy was Adonis, Harriet's ex-husband. That discovery alone made him pissed that he’d blacklisted Adonis and thought o