Layla ran a hand through her thick, disheveled hair as she stared at the mirror. Her reflection stared back at her as if mocking her —a scrawny old woman with a dirty aura and a repulsive face.After the press conference, she had locked herself inside her room for days, refusing to come out or to see anyone. The voices of the taunting crowd still played in her head and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get rid of it.Was this how she fell?From a popular queen in her queendom to a worthless butterfly?“No!” She screamed, throwing everything on the vanity table. “No! I refuse to go down like this…! No…no…”Blood roared in her ears and her stomach clenched like it was refusing to accept her words. Her heart pounded loudly in her ears, almost like it was trying to break free from the bleakness of her future.The humiliation.The national disgrace.Adrian's mocking eyes, that bastard!A click sounded as the door pushed open forcefully. Layla jumped as she turned to look at the in
Sir…I know you told me not to disturb, but I'm afraid there's something urgent that requires your attention,” Adrian sighed as he looked up from his desk to stare at his secretary. Then he let out a short-lived smile. “This information had better be worth it, Rose,”“Yes sir. There's a man at my desk causing a scene. The same man that you forbade from seeing you for two months. The securities are trying to get him out, but he won't budge. He insists on seeing you,”Adrian scoffed. “John is here?”“Sh…should I call the police, sir?” “No, tell the security to let him in,” Adrian said, a sly smile tugging at the corners of his lips.Rose bowed in response and walked out of the office. A few seconds later, the door opened to reveal Ryan standing at the entrance. His collar was rough and there were few bruises on his lips. He looked pissed.Adrian grinned. “You of all people should know that every company has rules. I won't apologize for my guards decision to throw out a piece of trash
Adrian wiped off the bead of sweat that had gathered on his forehead with a frown. Climbing into his limousine, he briefly closed his eyes, as if doing that would erase some of the tiredness in his bones.Soon, his mind shifted to Ryan and he couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness, not for Ryan, but for his adoptive parents. After the divorce incident, they had cut off all traces and connections with him, and never visited him in prison even once, claiming that he had ruined their image.Despite his several attempts at a reunion, they had brutally rejected him —no doubt as a result of Ryan's influence. Right now, he missed them and wished they had allowed him to explain things.His fists clenched unknowingly as he recalled the painful memories. Ryan kept taking things from him. He seemed to be involved in every misfortune that came his way —like an incurable airborne plague.But not again!He won't sit back like a fool and let anyone take what belonged to him anymore. He had done so
Silas swallowed nervously and opened his mouth to speak but snapped it shut when nothing came out. The air in the room had shifted into a chilled, dark aura that made him almost want to piss in his pants.His palms became clammy as he stared into Adrian's fierce blue eyes. He swallowed repeatedly as cold sweat broke on his face. Damn, he was in deep shit.“Don't hurt me, please…” Silas started, his teeth clattering. “I was only doing my job,”Adrian scoffed. “Job? You call attempting to murder people a job? Yeah, that speaks so highly of you,”Silas shook his head. “I didn't attempt to murder you. Honestly, I don't even know what the fuck you're talking about! You're mistaking me for someone else. I only happened to drive on that street, just when your car crashed. Please, just…just let me go,”Adrian let out a humorless laugh. It was the audacity for him. His chest burned with anger and he grabbed Silas’s chin, digging his fingers into his cheeks. Silas groaned in pain and thrashed a
Ryan could swear that his heart skipped a million beats in one second and he could feel his bones stiffening like he had just been placed on an electric chair. His face tightened, and he opened his mouth to speak, but only a constricting sound came out, so he snapped it shut, not wanting to sound like a fool.He staggered backward, causing the phone in his hands to slip to the ground with a dull thud.What the hell?!“N…no, Y…you're supposed to be—”“Dead?” Adrian chuckled, walking towards Ryan who shifted backwards with trembling legs. “Don't you think wishing me dead is a little too extreme?”Ryan saw stars of different shapes and sizes in front of him, which blurred his vision. His teeth clattering, he collapsed onto the sofa. Maybe he was just hallucinating or maybe this was a nightmare.Adrian was dead. He saw the damn burnt car and several videos of the accident!“Is anyone out there?!” He yelled, scratching the back of his head. “There's a ghost in this bloody room!”Adrian lau
Adrian sat in the lobby of the hospital waiting room, his hands resting on his chin. His thoughts were in disarray, shambled, like the after remains of a war.Felix sat behind him, wanting to speak, but couldn't. The atmosphere was gloomy and reeked of tension. Maybe it was the uncertainty of the poor driver's survival, or maybe it was the young master's creepy silence.“Keep an eye on Ryan to make sure he doesn't try anything funny. I don't know if I'll be able to stop myself the next time he provokes me,” Felix nodded. A lump gathered at the back of his throat and he swallowed hard, feeling uneasy.“What is it, Felix? I know you want to say something, so say it,” “Umh…” Felix cleared his throat. “There's something you need to know, young master. I mean I'm not sure how you might react to the news, considering everything that has been happening in the last few days,”“Speak,” Adrian commanded.“Your father…” Felix started slowly. “He isn't your grandfather's only son. You have an u
Adrian walked into the VIP section of the hotel where he was to meet with Elizabeth. He tapped the small, nearly invisible buds on his ears and said softly.“I just arrived, and I think she has my sister in there. Whatever we do now must be to ensure that Paige is safe,”“Yes, young master,”“Alright, I have to go now, these bastards are up to me,” Adrian said as two hefty men walked up to him. “Adrian Lancaster?” One asked roughly.“Didn't your boss give you a detailed description of me? What's with the stupid question? Do you want to lose your tongue?” Adrian snapped in irritation. “Where the hell is my sister?”“You have to cooperate for things to go well, Mr Adrian,” The man replied, scanning the environment to ensure there was no danger lurking around. He turned to Adrian. “Surrender yourself to be searched,"Without giving him a chance to respond, the two men proceeded to pat him down roughly before leading him to a private lodge.Inside the room, a shudder ran through his spin
Elizabeth scoffed, and then she stuttered like she hadn't heard him well. “W…hat the heck did you just say?”“You need evidence?” Lucian replied with a light chuckle, brandishing his phone in the air. “I can show you if you want,”“Don't play games with me, Adrian. I'm warning you,”“No, I think you started the games first. Why blame me now that it's blowing up in your face?”“What did you do to Layla? l swear I'll kill you, you slime! Don't you dare mess with me!”“So it's okay if you mess with me by trying to kill my sister? Haven't you done enough?” Lucian chuckled dryly. “I see you twisted the law of retributive justice to suit your sick psychotic behavior, so why froth at the mouth when I'm returning your vibes? Isn't it aura for aura again?” Lucian asked, his voice a bit raised. He shrugged when she didn't reply. Then he walked up to trace the lines around her face. She shuddered, trying to push him back, but his fingers dug deeper. When he saw her wince, he released her and w