While he looked at the pointed gun, he made a choice. The family structure is like a maze, and for him to learn he must move into the maze finding his own path... "I am Denver Ricardo. I will rise to my own supremacy." He look around trying to understand what's happening. This seem like a test of his abilities. He closed his eyes and settles his heartbeat. “Let me out,” Denver shakes the cages from where he just woke inside. It was quickly clear he won’t receive help. Taking a deep breath he went and stood in the circle of the cage. There seemed to be two exits but both are locked. “What the fuck is it with these people?” he questions the air around him. Sitting down in the center he does his best to calm the noise in his head. He realized he may as well just wait to understand what the situation was. “I hope you are okay, Raven.” He looked at his signet ring. Whatever the reason was, it wasn’t taken from him. It took a couple of minutes before he realized he was hearing noises com
Denver...Raven Dark climbed from Greg’s taxi in front of Craven’s Hill Mansion. She approached the front door, just walking past the guards. She was a little perplexed. The older guy who entered the bar…she was still curious what he told the footballers making them followed him outside. She intended to follow when Denver’s driver appeared. It was her silent cue to follow. “Who are you?” Bella Simone quickly stood from where she had been sitting. Her eyes quickly moved over the woman entering, dressed in black leather, looking drop-dead-gorgeous. Raven eyed the College girl and smiled briefly. She shrugs her shoulders before wondering through the downstairs of the Mansion. It was quickly clear the girl was staying there clearly very comfortable. “I ask again, who are you?” Bella approach with an attitude. “I heard you,” “Why don’t you answer then?” “I don’t want to, simple as that.” Raven looked at her looking bored. She went and sit down close to the window. She has a perfect vi
The drums are beating… The sound was loud disturbing the peace.“Get up,” the order short and harsh.Denver woke from the chill on his skin. He stayed motionless but actively listening. The whole sound he was hearing was that of his heart beat.The drums are vibrating within him. He moved into a sitting position. His skin start to crawl…instinct warning him about impending danger. He moved. The axe beside him hit the floor where he sat minutes ago.“What the fuck?” he scrambled quickly onto his feet turning. He saw them like a pack of dogs, teeth exposed with snarling sounds slipping over their lips. He step backwards wondering what the hell was next. Things keeps changing continuously.“Stay,” Billy-Bob snarls lifting the axe again.Denver quickly search the place where he woke up. It appears to be another type of warehouse. The opening of a door draw all of their attention. Aiden Cole step inside.“The rule is simple, stay alive. Denver, I have send men to your mansion.”“What the he
The van stopped in front of a family home. The man climbed out. He quickly approached the front door. The moment he step inside the door shut again. Inside is proof just how deceptive appearances can be. “Ariel…” The man kneel in front of her. The scared face woman just solemnly looked at his bowed head. She finally touch him on the shoulder. He stood before briefly kissing her hand. “Talk to me.” She orders softly. “We didn’t find him. There were three of them. I only managed to catch one.” “Okay…” Ariel looked at him. He seemed edgy. “What’s wrong?” “I am not sure. The girl…” he was hesitant. “What about her? You know I hate it when you talking like this.” “Her name is Bella Simone.” Ariel suddenly stood motionless. She slowly turned and went to sit in her chair beside the window. She suddenly look a different woman. “Take her to one of the special bedrooms.” “Are you sure?” “I am. Don’t question me.” “I am sorry, Ariel.” The man quickly slipped from the house. "Ricard
Denver anxiously circles the motel room. He kept looking at the time wondering what his next move must be. He can't wait to question is his sister. He nearly felt having a heart attack when the knock startled him. Quickly moving towards the window he peek through. Opening the door he pulled both women into the room closing the door. " You okay? " his eyes searches Raven's face. " I am. What's going on?" "I don't know. Joslin can you explain what's happening?" "It's your job to figure out your own path. I was expressly told not to interfere. " "Then why are you here?" Denver felt like hitting something. This new behavior of him is also worrisome."Your guards called about intruders...or rather Bella. What's with the girls that keep showing up in your places? "I didn't even know about them." he snap before frowning. " The last time I spoke with Bella, it was the night when we found her cousin being attack in the alley in Rover's Cut. They had left together. I think I told them to
Denver stood looking at the gorgeous woman. There was such a vast difference from Lisa Klein. That girl was raised to chase the best provider but she had chosen the wrong mark. Since he opened his eyes, Raven was there, helping him. She seems to care about him. Then again, the feelings was mutual. "Raven tell me a story about you. Anything..." "What do you want to know?" She sit down but the urge was huge to keep circling the bedroom. "Your name...it's unusual." " Not really. It was the name McAllen said was pinned onto my baby blanket. He told me he found me on the doorstep of the house he once rented. He didn't know couples or had any relatives that might had a baby." " He then raised you as his own? What about the old guy on the beach? He said he was your grandfather." " The truth is even today I am not sure about that.""Why then did you accept his statement as truth?""I am curious so now I am playing a waiting game. ""What do you mean? I have the notion you are hiding thin
Denver was woried. He was about to leave this city but it's pulling him back. The very notion of skin-trade and his family's involvement has him very uneasy. "Park here then both of you wait." Denver climbed from the taxi. His left hand hold firmly onto the money. He looked around noticing the drunkards and just about anyone wrong in this area. The phone in his pocket start to vibrate. Quickly taking it out he recoginsed the number. "Where is Bella? I have the money." "Walk towards the shop with the yellow door." Denver looked around but can't see anyone suspiciously looking his way. He really should leave this city until he fully understand what was going on. He briefly looked back towards the taxi but he can't see either Greg or Raven. He square his shoulders walking towards the shop. He lived in this city but apparently he had blinders on. As he reach the door someone step outside.As he step aside he suddenly felt the burn in his side. The briefcase was pulled from his finge
Eight months...Denver is in disguise as he enters the locker room of the team. He had been waiting for this moment. The team was in the finals thinking they are the heroes of the day. Well he will make sure they go down in flames. He has discovered this men being owned by his family, they are corrupt and rotten to the bone.As he enters the locker room he still recall being humiliate by them. He still holds onto the fifty dollor from Billy-Bob and the hunderd from Jason Clarke. They had enjoyed what they did to him. "Where is my lucky bottle?" Jason was furious. He was nervous since he arrived here. After what Lisa told him and then disappearing he feels it on his skin there was trouble. The itching just seem to get worse. "I want my fucking bottle."Denver step closer and make a show of removing it from his locker. The men laughed. Slipping back into the shadows so to speak Denver was staging his revenge. It had taken time to separate the bad apples from the team.Leaving the locker