"So should I drive home?" Nick asked as he pulled out of Byford Bar's driveway and onto the road."Do you think they would still dare to tail us after the beating they just received?" Brad sounded tired but his words were amusing.Nick chuckled and he thought If he were even any of those men, he would quit his job or thuggery or whatever they called their profession with Ned and beg for a chance with Brad."I doubt it, boss," then he added, "They may not have learned their lesson in a lifetime but they surely have learned their lesson for tonight."Brad smiled and looked out the window as Nick drove him to his home. "You should make sure you apply something to heal those bruises," he said indifferently but Nick smiled, "Thank you, sir. I will." Brad did not want to admit that in just a few hours that they were apart, he actually missed his driver.Brad let out a relieved breath as Nick pulled up in his driveway. He opened the garage doors for him to drive in.He closed his eyes and t
Nick decided to wait for just a couple of minutes. While he waited, he wondered why Ned was visiting Fernandez's club. What was his motive this time?After two minutes elapsed, he strode into the bar. Just as he had suspected when he was in the car, activities were going in full action inside.His gaze fell on two young-looking girls and a boy deliriously snuffing a white substance from the table. They would then tip their heads back and guffaw.Nick shook his head and focused on what had brought him in there. He walked past a couple making out on a countertop and right behind the couple making out was Ned and his men.Nick ducked behind the couple making out a they were oblivious of their surroundings. Ned was grinning as he shook a man's hand. Ned could not see the man's face as Ned's broad shoulders obstructed his view. Then together they walked up the short flight of stairs that led to the VIP section of the club. His men remained at the foot of the stairs and kept watch. Nick w
The day was sunny and the sun was burning brightly as each of the selected staff of the Nazdarovya company walked about, despite the harsh sun, smiled, and approached people nicely.Tony had gotten back to Brad about the budget that the manager of Nazdarovya company had made for the open sales day. Immediately after Brad had gone through it, he signed the approval for the withdrawal of the fund that was needed. After the funding, everything was set in motion, and preparation for the event began.Finally, it was the day and every one of the selected employees of the company was out there working hard to locally promote the company's product and name."Hello, young lady," Brad squatted in front of a little girl. The girl smiled at him but she tightened her hold on her mother's hands. "Would you not like a face cap for yourself and your mom?" He briefly looked up and squinted at the sun. "I mean, the sun is so hot."The girl fanned her face and glanced at the sun too. The girl looked up
Brad woke up the next day, a bit tired. It was probably because of the open-day sale they had the day before.Brad was not only surprised but impressed at how everything turned out the day before. He hadn't expected everyone to show up the way they did.He was really impressed and assured that the future would bode well for the company.It was a nice new start.His phone started ringing and that was when Brad remembered that it was actually the ringing of the phone that woke him up.He stretched and heard his joint make a relieving sound before he reached out for the phone.The phone stopped ringing but he took it anyway and checked the caller ID. It was Claire.Brad released an exasperated sigh. He had almost forgotten that it was Claire's birthday and he was supposed to be there as her boyfriend.If it wasn't for the fact that he had promised Claire to be there, he wouldn't leave the house at all.He got out of bed and moved towards the mirror fastened to the wall. He checked himsel
Sophia thought about it. In less than a few weeks, she would have to return to New York.And she fears for her life. There was no way she could run from Ned anymore. And if Ned laid his hands on her, Sophia feared what he would do.All that she had gone through in his hand was something Sophia didn't want to witness again.But there was no way she could stay back. Everything was confusing. Whatever she has to do, she might need to open up to her mother but she couldn't do so, not yet.But how was she supposed to do it?Sophia released an exasperated sigh for the umpteenth time that day. She was so frustrated.Well, it was better she told her mother about it, wasn't it?Or was she going to stay in Russia after her brother had gone home?Or was she supposed to let herself get caught?She picked up her phone and regarded it for a moment. Her hands were shaking and her mind was foggy.“Hello, Sophia. Where are you? Why are you not talking?”Sophia's eyes widened when she realized she had
As Brad walked on, he dreaded the interrogation he would face with Rose. But to his surprise and relief, the lady just walked past him, her head hung down as she tapped on her phone.Rose was just rushing to go make a phone call. "Hey," she said into the phone after the call was picked up.His phone vibrated in his hands. When he looked at it, it was another text from Claire again. The text read, "Where are you?!!!"Claire had anxiously called Brad an hour ago when he still wasn't at the party yet that he was late and since then she had been religiously following up with texts; long and short ones.When Brad steps inside the room, the party seems to already be in full swing. There were people everywhere. His eyes searched the room, in search of the person that had brought him there but instead of spotting her amongst the crowd, his eyes only clashed with the few ones that had made it their job to stare at him.Just then his phone rang out. It was Claire. He immediately answered the ca
"Hey Claire," Claire's manager rose to his feet and pulled Claire into a hug. His eyes raked over her, "You look stunning."Claire blushed. "Thank you." Then her eyes took in his expensive suit, usual cologne, and equally expensive shoes and she almost rolled her eyes. It used to mean a lot to her before but now, she knew that his outfit altogether was not worth the door to Brad's apartment. But she smiled anyway, "You don't look bad yourself, Gary."Gary spread his arms, his ego getting bloated. He had intentionally worn one of his most expensive tuxedos. Then he tapped her lightly on her bare arm, "Happy birthday once again." He picked up his wineglass from the table and raised it. "Cheers to an equally stunning year." Claire chuckled delightedly, "Thank you, Gary." She clasped her hands together, "And thank you for coming. I really appreciate it.""Come on. It's my pleasure." Gary's gaze suddenly slid to the man beside Claire. He nodded slightly toward his direction wondering who
Brad was a few feet away from his car when he pressed the soft button on his car's remote to unlock the car.He tucked the key in his pocket and opened the back door where he had stacked the gifts. He reached for the ridiculously expensive necklace first and tucked it in his pocket. Then he reached for the two bouquets she had insisted on - each had cost six hundred dollars. Brad remembered asking the sales boy who had attended to them that day if the flowers had other use than being a fancy package to make girls blush ridiculously but Claire had nudged him.He steadied the big bouquets in his hand then lastly reached for the shoebox and teddy bear. Surprisingly, they didn't cost that much.Balancing everything in his arms, he kicked the door close and managed to lock the car. As he made his way back to the venue of the party, the shoebox fell and he cussed under his breath as he squatted down to pick it up.As he started to rise, the sound of footsteps reached his ears before his ga