“The only way right now we can get rid of Adonis,” Harriet began uttering to Oliver with a low, yet unsuspicious tone of voice in the distinct chill of their room, encamped with the luminousness of incandescent bulb lights, as she was wary of her parents eavesdropping. Oliver's gaze was keenly fixed on Harriet, attentive to hear what she had to opine. “Is to try kidnapping him first.”From where he sat, across the room at the reading table, his head drew back with a calculating expression as he pondered on her words. “Kidnap him?”“Yes,” Harriet replied assertively. “If we just get our plan right this time—without any untrustworthy third-person getting an idea of it, it would surely be a success.”It prodded Oliver to more reasoning. He wondered if kidnapping Adonis was as much easier as it was to say it, but since it was another fresh-from-the-start idea, and the previous one had failed without even a beginning success, there was no harm in him paving way for this one to be carried o
It wasn’t very long before the sudden disappearance of Adonis spread around the palace like a stormy weathered breeze, only, it couldn’t just die down. One of the out-house workers in the palace had discovered the next day after Adonis's abduction a golden wristband on the ground just few meters from the palace—Adonis's wristband, and Jesse had been immediately told the news. He'd contacted the royal elders but restrained from telling the King in his still incapacitated state after he had gathered men to search the entire palace and confirmed that Adonis was truly missing. Then, an emergency meeting with the elders on the matter was held, and Jesse had the honor of being present in the meeting to witness whatever decisions they would take and also make his own opinions. When they were all seated, all ten of the royal elders as well as the important royal councils and Jesse, in the meeting hall, the meeting commenced.“Dearest members of the royal council and elders,” spoke the chief
“What’s the meaning of this, Oliver?” Adonis was provoked to ask out of spite. Oliver, deriving joy from the sight of Adonis being tied up in a position he had wanted for so long—at his mercy—squatted down to match gazes with Adonis.“I'm…” his hand went towards Adonis's hair locks, but Adonis cocked his head to the side, avoiding Oliver's touch. But it was inevitable, as Oliver was bent on frustrating him, and so Oliver was able to roughly feel his hair, despite his repulsion. “having my revenge,” Then his hand came to an abrupt pause in Adonis's hair, and he glared at Adonis with the same malicious glint that irked him. Then, he yanked Adonis's hair forcefully, releasing his grip as he rose to his feet.“I want you to know how it feels to be stolen from, right under your freaking nose!” he spat. His rage amidst his malicious demeanor was palpable, and Adonis knew that his life was at risk being at the mercy of this man whose blood boiled for revenge, so he tried sweet talking Oliv
Later during the day, Valerie made her way into town, to pay Harriet a visit. Knowing the directions to Oliver's home, she calculatedly concluded that Oliver wouldn’t be present in their home, and that she had an eighty percent chance of meeting Harriet alone in the home. All the while she drove to the location, her mind pondered on two things; Adonis's wellbeing and the fact that he had previously been married to a woman who had the audacity to cheat on a man like him. She knew little about Adonis's past, but she could very much reach an end deduction that Harriet had been the dumbest woman on earth to have brutally dumped a man like Adonis and went for one like Oliver. This prompted her to knock frantically yet disturbingly on the door to their home the moment she arrived there, piqued by the likes of Harriet and Oliver that her only motivation was her need to find Adonis.The manner in which she knocked on the tall wooden frame of a door probed Harriet on the inside to head over t
Pricked to discover what remained concealed beneath the surface, Valerie decided to step out of her car, stealthily and cautiously, towards the sewer behind the bushes. She instinctively glanced around to make sure no one was watching her go in, and of course, there was no one. Summoning the courage, she stepped through the stairs, careful of her footsteps. The blinding darkness hit her eyes the moment she was down, and the distinct smell of sulphuric gas like rotten eggs the sewer reeked of, caressed her nasal membrane as she inhaled air, causing her to almost gag. She held a palm over her nose, shielding it from the mentally destabilizing smell as she went through the darkness, in which the only illuminating light was the screen light of her cellphone to aid her sight. The whole environment had an eerie like tension engulfing it, with the constant dropping of water leakage from somewhere around that she could barely pinpoint, and the squeaking noises of rats didn’t help matters. Sh
Oliver did not fail to make his entrance grand as he stepped into the palace. But the gloominess and worry that encamped it discouraged him. It irked him rather, as when he stepped into the palace's courtyard, the faces of all the servants that passed by him were etched with distinct worried expressions. Deep down inside of him, a bile of anger rose up at the fact that Adonis had barely stayed in the palace since he bore the title of a prince, yet they were all worried about his disappearance. When, in all his life stayed living in the palace, he’d only been served, but never worried about. It had caused his hatred for all the servants that the only way he consoled his bruised ego was the thought that they were below him. Slaves. But then, seeing them all concerned about Adonis and having the audacity to greet him with their flaccid expressions, he became green with envy as he made his way towards the direction of the main hall.Adonis had not only stolen his throne from him, but his
An erratic screeching was the first to welcome her back to consciousness. Valerie's head pounded with a brain-splitting headache as her eyes slowly peered open, allowing rays of glistening light to seep in through the almost open eyelids that almost blinded her. Her eyes squinted, and her head was still so fuzzy that she could barely make out anything from the distorting image of the surroundings about her. Only the fact that a light bulb remained above her head, blaring its light on her.When her eyes began to adjust to her dim surrounding, and her head less fuzzy, she discovered that she had been tied to a metallic chair, on both hands and legs, and the most she could do was struggle and fail to unbind herself. As her memory of the time before she fainted came back to her, her disposition became more agitated. Witnessing Adonis being beaten up and then being caught at the end from her clumsiness—it all came back to her. It was obvious to her that she was in the room she had been pe
“…There is a much created disturbance in the heart of the citizens since the news of the newly revealed Prince's disappearance, ” Disgusted that even after he’d changed the station five times, the news that Adonis had disappeared was like the topic of discussion for the whole radio channels, Oliver turned off his car's radio. He undid the tie he had on his neck as it seemed to add to his frustration, driving through the road that led to his destination. When he got to the outer end of the secluded road, he parked and alighted from the vehicle. After a short, cautious surveying glance about the whole neighborhood just to make sure he was not followed, Oliver went on, concluding the fact the he wasn’t.As he made his way into the bushes with eagerness to see the uninvited guest in his lair, the guards that had him followed stepped out of their car, one of them observing his movement with a binocular. It was unknown to Oliver that he had indeed been followed, and he could not have sight