John strode through the abandoned alley, his eyes darting around anxiously. He was looking for Miss B, who was supposed to meet him there five minutes ago, as they had agreed. He was dressed in a navy blue suit, every detail meticulously arranged, his eagerness to end things that day palpable in his tense posture.The alley was a desolate, eerie place, filled with the lingering smell of decay and dampness. The walls were covered in peeling paint and graffiti, and the ground was littered with crumpled papers and empty bottles. The distant hum of the city felt miles away, replaced by an unsettling silence that amplified John’s growing unease.Finally, he heard the faint sound of footsteps approaching from behind. The noise echoed off the narrow walls, each step sending a jolt of anticipation through him. He swiftly turned, his heart pounding in his chest. It was Miss B, waltzing towards him with an air of confidence, an umbrella in her hand and held above her head.“Finally,” John smile
“Dad, it’s been a while, and I know I haven’t really spoken to you since things have gone this way. I have been too ashamed to come to you. The one thing you placed in my care was taken away from me. I haven’t been able to face you ever since. It has felt as though the whole world is against me. I am really sorry for disappointing you. I couldn’t be half the man that you were,” John said with a cracked voice, tears welling up in his eyes as he stood in his room staring into thin air.His mind had traveled far away. There was too much guilt weighing on his chest. He felt wasted once more after he had finished talking to Miss B and returned home.“I need your help today, Dad. I can’t do anything without you, and it is clear that I am worthless without you. I allowed a woman to take over my thinking, and everything you had worked so hard to gather, I threw it down the drain with a snap of my fingers. I know I am worthless and I am stupid. I might have learned my lesson, but the guilt can
“I was hit!” John said abruptly.John's abrupt declaration sent ripples of tension through the room. Stephanie's eyes widened, mirroring the shock that rippled through her. He held her gaze for a moment before shifting his attention to Modelisa, whose expression betrayed a mix of apprehension and guilt. John hesitated, his mind grappling with the weight of his words. Yet, spurred on by Modelisa's silent urging, he pressed forward."It was the floor," John muttered, his voice barely above a whisper, as if the admission itself carried a heavy burden. Stephanie's brows furrowed in confusion, her disbelief evident in the way she leaned forward, urging him to clarify."The floor hit you?" Modelisa's voice was tinged with skepticism, a silent warning to tread carefully in the murky waters of their shared secret. John hesitated, feeling the weight of their expectations bearing down on him. He swallowed hard, his gaze flickering away from Modelisa's intense stare, which seemed to bore into
“What the hell?” John exclaimed as soon as he turned and saw Rhys. It was Brad who held him by his hand.“What is going on? Let go of my hand,” John protested, but Brad had a firm grip on his hands and quickly dragged him into the nearest room. It was a store room in the Mansion.“What are you doing?” John finally protested again, using his strength to break free from Brad’s grip. John was inflamed with anger, his face contorted with rage. His eyes bore into Brad’s like a lion ready to pounce on its prey.“I am sorry about that,” Brad finally spoke, adjusting his black suit and tucking his right hand into his pants pocket.John’s heart was pounding in his chest, each beat echoing like a war drum in the silence of the store room. The dim light cast eerie shadows on the walls, adding to the tense atmosphere. He could feel the cold sweat trickling down his back, his muscles tensed as if ready for a fight. The air was thick with the scent of dust and old wood, mingling with the faint, mu
John widened his eyes, straining to hear every word, his ears attuned to any sound that might reveal the unfolding drama. Stephanie’s initial scream had made his ears tingle, sending shivers down his spine. “What are you doing naked?” Stephanie’s voice echoed through the hallway, a mixture of shock and disbelief reverberating in her tone. Her voice was high-pitched, filled with the kind of intensity that only comes from sudden, unexpected revelations. A smile flashed across John’s face, a knowing grin that spoke volumes. It was his cunning that had led Stephanie to discover Jeffery and Gabriel Blake naked and caught in the act. The image of their shocked faces brought a wave of satisfaction that coursed through him, warming him from the inside out. John could almost hear the tension in the room, the awkward silence that must have followed Stephanie’s exclamation. He imagined Jeffery scrambling for words, his mind racing to concoct a plausible explanation. The air would be thick wi
John stood there, his mind swirling with a whirlwind of emotions, as he found himself rooted to the spot, unable to tear his gaze away from Gabriel Blake. The room seemed to blur around him, the chatter of the business partners fading into the background as he focused solely on the enigmatic figure before him. Every detail of Gabriel's appearance was etched into John's mind: the confident tilt of his head, the subtle gestures of his hands as he spoke, the way his eyes seemed to sparkle with intelligence and charm. It was as if time itself had slowed down, allowing John to drink in every nuance of the scene before him. His heart hammered against his chest, the intensity of his emotions threatening to overwhelm him. He felt a surge of adrenaline coursing through his veins, a mixture of awe and disbelief at finding himself in such close proximity to someone he had admired from afar for so long. But just as he was trying to make sense of his conflicting feelings, his phone shattered the
“Are you surprised?” Jeffery asked, his gaze penetrating deep into Johns soul, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.Jeffery turned to Gabriel and let out a chuckle. “He’s surprised,” he remarked, shaking his head in amusement.John felt an instant chill sweep over him. How was this possible? Had Jeffery known about his plan all along?His heart shattered into a million pieces, and his legs turned to jelly. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, and his eyes grew red with emotion.“How did you know?” John asked, his voice trembling slightly, though he tried to maintain a façade of boldness. Deep down, he knew he had been defeated, but he refused to show weakness.“John Beckham, have you forgotten that we’ve been friends for many, many years, my dear friend?” Jeffery placed a reassuring hand on John’s shoulder. “I know you inside and out. I’ve studied your every move, which is how Stephanie and I were able to outmaneuver you time and time again. But you still have much to learn. You
“ I don’t understand what you are asking?” John turned to feign ignorance.His eyes rolled around even though he tried to maintain composure. He did not know the lie that he would tell Stephanie, but he knew that any wrong move he made would put him in trouble.“You heard my question, answer it!” Stephanie snapped, her eyes like a fierce dragon.The morning was still young, and the room was not that bright. John and Stephanie entered a silent battle of wills. John heaved a deep sigh as he wondered what lie he could fabricate. He couldn’t even dare tell Stephanie the real truth because he didn’t have any truth to back it up. He was in a tight spot.“Can I ask you a question?” John finally got hold of his tongue.Stephanie remained unfazed. “I do the question asking while you do the question answering. So answer my question,” her voice unwavering with authority.The tension in the room was real, almost tangible. John’s heart pounded in his chest, each beat echoing in his ears like a dru