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
Fear descended upon Oliver like a foggy blanket, a kind of fear that made him tremble. One he had never experienced before. Because of his panicking state, his mind was unable to think past how it was possible that his lair was found and how he would escape being caught. The only person he was aware of her finding out about his lair was Valerie, who was still tied up to a chair behind him, and he was certain that he hadn’t been followed. So his suspicion was dwelt on the fact that if Valerie had not called Jesse to relay her discovery before she was caught, then he definitely had someone as a mole in the thugs he’d hired. But there was no time to confirm that, as the police sirens that indicated the presence of the police blared from above the sewer, and the thudding of boots reverberated round the room. Most of the thugs were already in the room, panicking as he did, an were scared of being caught, and when Oliver snapped out of his frantic reverie, he bolted towards the other sid
“He's still on the loose,” Jesse informed Valerie as they stood in wait in the hallway foe when the doctor would come out and tell them that Adonis was now stable for them to see him, because it had already taken hours. “But I promise, we will find him. He couldn’t have gone so far, so when we do catch him, he will pay for his sins,” Valerie nodded in acknowledgement, although she did not desire to talk much about Oliver, because the thought of him still sent shivers down her spine, and she sat onto the waiting bench. “Thank you,” she uttered as her gaze raised up at Jesse, sincerity laced in them. “Really, I mean it. You do a lot for Adonis and I’m sure he would be so grateful.” She had gotten to know, as she wasn’t aware before, that Jesse was his right hand man. And she had also recognized him the time he’d come over to her through the lobby to check up on both Adonis and her as the man who had saved them from an attack they got into several weeks ago. She could never forget his
The news of Oliver's capture, as well as the apprehension of the thugs he’d hired, spread so quickly around the country as a wildfire than any other news that the country had been hit with since the beginning of that week, and people from different parts of the country trooped into the palace to witness the judgement that would be placed on him. Nobles. Journalists. And practically every person that had been pricked by the news came to relieve their curiosity. They wanted to see the wicked Prince that had tried killing his stepbrother, the crown Prince, over jealousy and revenge.The people that looked up to him were disappointed at his actions. While some others who knew his egoistic pride and hated him for it saw his apprehension as a way of karma treating him back in his own coin. Some of these people even joined to witness his humiliation.Oliver was being treated as less of a prince and more of a criminal, that, when he was brought up into the meeting hall where he had been summo