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
“This city has a beautiful, captivating sky,” Valerie remarked, her gaze fixed outside the glass wall of the restaurant at the full moon, standing in all its night glory over the clouds. Adonis watched her as she admired the captivating scenery of the night sky, taking up a spoon of his casserole dish into his mouth. They'd decided earlier during the day that they would have dinner at this restaurant; BAYLIE'S KITCHEN, it was called, when they were done for that day's tour as it was very close to the hotel and seemed to have good food varieties and ratings when Valerie had checked it up on the net. “You sound like where you came from didn’t have a beautiful night sky,” Adonis pointed out and she turned to gaze at him. “Occasionally,” she replied, taking up a piece of chips from the appetizer bowl set at the center of the table. She dipped it into ketchup before throwing it into her mouth.” I don’t get to see the moon all the time because the clouds covers it up, but since I came her
CHAPTER THIRTY TWO: COUNTER SAVINGMinutes passed as they were still knelt down on the ground, with these armed men deciding on what to do with them while Adonis reeled his mind on different thoughts.“Hey!” The leader remarked snidely at Adonis, waiving his gun in the air to get his attention, which he did. “Listen,” The man stepped away from his league of hoodlums and squatted closer to him. From the close distance, Adonis could only see the shape of the man's eyes, and its color – more of green that brown in them. It was almost memorable and easy to recall.“Now you’re gonna come with us, because you’re the one we have a problem with and not your girlfriend over there,” he nodded in the direction of Valerie who still was shaken with anxiety at what she’d heard them say. They wanted Adonis, so it was obvious someone wanted him out of their way.No one needed to tell him that it was Oliver behind all of this.Oliver was the only one he had problem with, and the only one he knew coul
The next day, Valerie had to leave for work; the reason why she’d travelled down to this city, and Adonis insisted on driving her there, as she still did not seem to have a relaxed state of mind to drive. After dropping her off and promising to come back to drive her home later in the evening when she had closed from work, he parked at a corner blocks away from the company he'd dropped her off at and phoned Jesse immediately. When Jesse answered the phone call, he CHAPTER THIRTY THREE: POWER USAGEboomed with inquisitiveness through the phone.“Found anything?”The previous night, after he’d watched Valerie sleep, he had called Jesse to get him to figure out who those men were that had attacked them. Since Jesse was trustworthy enough to get information at a quicker pace, he assumed he would have found out something about them now.He needed to treat Oliver's fuck up, and punish the gang that had accepted to carry out his scheming plans.“Yes, your highness.” Jesse replied. His backgr
Oliver was having a post-celebratory drink at his home bar when he heard the news about the arrest of the gang he’d asked to deal with the freak Adonis, and it didn’t settle well with him. First, he wondered what had caused it to result into such situation as he was sure, from the brief details he got about the utter failure and the gang's uproot, that Adonis was too weak to have caused such dissention, unless he had help from someone powerful. Now, he couldn’t tell who would have agreed to help such a lewd punk like Adonis, and he ached to know who.Second, he hoped the gang leader would not rat him out.It was very common in situations like this. The gang leader who didn’t seem so amiable would think he was shady because he hadn't let out too many dutiful information about their target to have considered a possibility of someone with power helping him so he could be prompted by a rush of inconsiderable anger to let out the identity of who must have asked them to do it to the cops. H
“We meet again, Oliver,” Adonis remarked, delightfully spiting Oliver by stating his name without a title. “Puny brat!” Oliver scoffed, his voice dripping with intense revulsion. “I'll punch you in the face one day again for being so disrespectful to your Prince and I swear you won’t like that day. “Oh yeah?” an unpredicted smug smile invaded Adonis' expression. “And I suppose I should await your failure just as your previous attack on me versa that amateur gang. You couldn’t even do so well in hiring someone better enough to get rid of me. Just is everything about you such a failure?”He knew the nerves he was desperately pricking in Oliver with his words. He was seething, almost like he would pounce on Adonis without warning, but he still maintained a balanced composure.“I wish…” Oliver drew threateningly close towards Adonis who was unhinged by the glare Oliver shot him, and his close proximity. “I had a gallon of acid I could pour down your god forsaken throat to keep you from