A house with champagne and lit music was one of the best places to carry out celebratory events.Harriet poured herself a glass of wine, her body relaxed into the comfiness of the almost worn out sofa in the living room, her head bobbing in rhythmic movement to the classic country music that played from the speakers an her heart squealing with excitement at the fact that her plan to get rid of Adonis had worked. A victorious smile graced Harriet's lips as she raised her glass up to sight, the incandescent light creating a glitter that emitted from the glass. Adonis' death was going to be the start of something new for her, she knew it. Gone was the man that brought her unending ridicule in the sight of people. The no gooder that had restrained her wings from soaring with the title of a wife. Her heart bubbled with incessant joy that the person she'd hired to tamper with his brakes before he left for work the previous morning had conducted a job well done. And with Adonis' death, she
The trip to the lawyer's office was cancelled as she hollered a cab to ride her home.All through the ride home, her mind dwelled on Adonis' transformation. The man she'd always bullied, the man she'd cheated on, called names, and even tried to kill, had reappeared a new being, confident, and even with authority. Everything she thought she'd accomplished from thinking he was dead was all gone. No, they were probably never even there anyway. And with his new appearance and title as a prince as he made her aware of, he was capable of ruining her life like he'd threatened.But what she was yet to understand was how? How did the man he'd referred to as father that had saved him from the accident come about? For all she knew, he was an orphan with no one caring for him. But now, all of a sudden when she had decided to get rid of him as he was a numbing thorn in her flesh, this ‘father’ with an elevated status resurfaced and saved Adonis from what he was supposed to die from, destroying her
A cold, refreshing shower couldn't even wash off the tension in his muscles and the frustration coursing through Adonis' veins at that moment as he leaned an arm on the marble wall, the droplets of water descending upon his body.He was vexed. Very vexed, and a new found hatred ran through him as he recollected all that had happened in his life up till now.From the time he'd lived in an orphanage, constantly an object of mockery that he never got adopted, and had to live most of his life in the orphanage till he was of age to start living on his own. But then, when he had started living on his own, a truckload of responsibilities rested on his shoulders like a permanent burden. Jobs were hard to come by, and he found it very difficult living. When he'd then gotten a job, it was very excruciating to pull through it, the reason being multiple insults he received from co-workers and boss. He'd worked like a slave almost all his life, trying to meet up with paying bills and taxes and the
Adonis stepped out of the bus the moment it stopped at the bus station where he was supposed to come off at and headed straight to board a taxi that would take him to the address, not allowing himself to be disturbed by the gazes of people he passed by.When he got into a taxi, he noticed the man's skeptic gaze through the rear mirror observing him. Adonis could guess the thoughts that ran through the man's head at that moment. If it wasn't the thought on how bodily wretched he looked, it was definitely one how he wouldn't be able to pay the cab transportation fee. Adonis said nothing and just ignored it.He told the address of the place he was headed to and got the cab fee amount as $3.50 in reply. The man spoke his words with hinted doubt in Adonis' capability to even be able to pay the meager amount. The car began to move and Adonis made the scenery of the people and buildings being sped past his focus as he mentally encouraged himself on what had happened earlier. He couldn't wa
“Do you think he's inside?” Toria whispered over Harriet's shoulder as they stood behind a wall across the street, peeking from the distance to see if Adonis' house was empty of him. They had just recently been asked by the apartment owner of the apartment they lived to renew their already due rent that they had just a three days to pay him off or he would throw them out of the house, as Adonis hadn't paid the next rent like he was supposed to before everything that happened, happened adding to that, the man was a very impatient person. They (Harriet and Toria) had decided to come over to Adonis' house with the hope of him not being inside, and stay over for a while before Harriet finally carried out the genius plan she was still cooking up in her mind to restore the whole situation to a mild and favorable one.“He's got a title as Prince now, hasn't he?” Harriet uttered, rhetorically. “So he'd probably be in his Royal kingdom, drinking tea and meeting old people to be here. ”The wor
A mellow rock and roll jazz played from the speakers and Oliver bobbed his head in a rhythm to the beat as he wheeled the steering, but he was soon disturbed when his phone blared up a call ringtone.He took up the phone from the passengers seat beside him, wore on his connected earpods, and slid the answer button.“Yes?” he said in a level voice.“Your highness,” the familiar voice on the other line boomed. “There's bad news. ”Oliver glanced into the phone again to properly view what the caller ID was and saw that it was his Richie, his trusted guard who'd always been his ears and eyes whenever he wasn't in the palace. There was an uprise of curiousity in him and he yearned to know what this bad new was, because whenever Richie said there was bad news, there was bad news.“What's it, Rich?” he probed, swerving the car to an empty lane as he drove.“The King found his first son, your highness.” Richie reported. That dropped like a bombshell inside of Oliver.“What?”He knew about it,
The blaring of the noisy, intermittent ringtone of his phone filled the room, pulling him from the warmth embrace of sleep into reality. Adonis let out a groan, disturbed by the phone that wouldn't just stop ringing.“Who is it this early morning?” he croaked as he reached towards the bedside table where his phone was. Eyes closed, he felt his way towards the phone till his fingers finally touched its side, and he picked it up.Holding the phone to his face, he opened his eyes groggily, narrowing it to slits from the refraction of light the phone exuded. The number calling was an unknown number, and Adonis wondered who it was.Sliding the answer button, Adonis held the phone to his ear.“Hello?” His morning voice hadn't cleared off, so it was hoarse and very croaky.“Prince Adonis,” The person whose voice sounded older and deeper, addressed. It took a moment for Adonis to process the words before it dawned on him again that he wasn't the regular Adonis, but he had an elevated status a
He attempted shaking off the nervous feeling that engulfed him each moment he thought about the tribunal and the fact that it was fast approaching. Even as the king had assured him that he would talk to one of the Kingmakers to excuse him, he couldn't help but worry about it. What if they didn't let him go and then he would have no choice but to go?He wavered the thought from his mind and at that moment, his phone blared up its usual incessant ring beside him on his bed. He glanced at it briefly, noting the caller ID as JESSE as he picked it up.“Hello?” he spoke, expectant on why Jesse had called him. Jesse was one of the palace workers the King used to pass over information to him whenever he wasn't in the palace and there was something important he needed to know. And as every one of Jesse's calls were important, he wondered what important detail Jesse had for him from the king.“You're highness, ” Jesse addressed. “There's news. ”“What news?” Adonis inquired with inspired curios