Chapter 1
In a room filled with rugged looking men, at the top middle sat one of them, dressed in all black with a visible tattoo of a snake sketched right at his neck, that has chains and earrings studding the body parts up to his two small looking ear, matted on his head was a spiky cut that assessed him a dangerous look.In between the palm of his right hand was a gun with the tip placed above his lips while his elbow rested on the chair’s arm.With the way everyone’s head in the room was bowed plus the apprehensive expression on their faces, one could guess he’s the boss of them all.The room was a little dark, only litted by a low glowing blurb hanging down at different far angles of the room’s ceiling.On the floor on his knees was another man; a bit tattered, with a face marred with rage as his lowered gaze moved round the room filled with men surrounding him with anger. Are they kidding him?“I don’t like repeating myself, Marco.” The man seated above him stated, his hoarse voice reeling through the silent room. “I would be collecting my two hundred thousand dollars right now.”The words iterated through his hearing and all he could do is express his anger passively.Ten Days ago he came to them and borrowed a total sum of hundred thousand bucks to save her life; Gina Verlice, his girlfriend.And now they summoned him to let him know that he should come pay the doubled amount of what he borrowed back to them right now, while he originally heeded their call to plead for more days because he has nothing to give yet.“Please you have to give me more days than that, I beg of you please.” Marco had no option than to keep begging.He doesn’t have the money to pay the hundred thousand yet and now it’s doubled, the least they can do is give him more days. Days ago he and his girlfriend was just preparing for a dinner date when she slumped to the floor all of a sudden losing conscious.Marco had immediately rushed her to the city’s hospital where she was admitted and scheduled for a surgery with a whooping bill of hundred thousand dollars.The doctor said she has been battling with some rare disease now in her blood and it has eaten deep within her system causing life threatening but repairable problems in her.Marco would have gotten the money from Gina’s parent because they’re one of the richest people in the city, but he had zilch knowledge of what Gina’s phone password is made of, thus having him stranded and turning to a mafia gang for help.He believed when Gina is well she would get the money back from them for him.The mafias borrowed Marco the money and he took care of Gina.However, when she recovered she broke up with him, said she was going to do it after their date before shattering his heart further.Then she also refused to pay the money he used in settling her surgery bills back because she felt the money was too much for a surgery, that Marco is trying to fraud her.That was how Marco got in the situation, and now the mafia which borrowed him the money are now asking for double of what they gave him.“Alright then, call I lend your phone to call my girlfriend and ask for the money?” Marco requested, voicing out in a soft polite tone to keep the dangerous man he’s talking to calm and least peeved.The boss stared at him for awhile before bringing out his mobile, giving it to one of his men beside him to pass onto Marco.Marco collected the phone, input Gina’s phone number at the dialer before sending the call through.“Put it on speaker and let me hear her speak.” The boss commanded and Marco quickly did as he said.At the third ring the call was answered with a female voice booming from the end. “Who is this?” She had asked in an impatient tone.“It’s me, Marco.”“Haven’t I warned you to stop calling me, to forget my number and never call again-““Please you have to pay back the money I owed for your sake, please.” Marco cut her off pleading instead.A laugh sounded from the phone coming from Gina’s end.“For my sake you said? Did I beg you to save me? No I didn’t, so don’t you dare say it’s for my sake. How much did you say the money is again?” Gina’s tone was filled with mockery and irritation.“Two hundred thousand dollars now, the man whom I borrowed from increased the money.” Marco responded.“What a damn liar, it’s now two hundred dollars. I remember very well ten days ago when I asked and you said it was hundred thousand dollars, but now two hundred.” Gina yelled at him on the call.“What an obvious fraud. I’m pretty sure the money you use in saving the life I didn’t beg you to save is not up to a thousand bucks and yet here you are lying constantly about it.”“I wonder if it’s going to increase to three hundred tomorrow or ten days later. Get a better reason to fraud, not that someone increase your debt. Get the hell out of my phone and never call my line again, else I will file a case against your broke filthy worthless ass!” She spat those words before putting an end to the call.There’s nothing Marco can do now. Although he’s desperate but all at this point he should just give up because nothing can be done.He lifted his gaze up at the boss, then he said to him, “As you can see I’m betrayed by my girlfriend I thought I would get your money back from. She betrayed me and now there’s no way I can pay you back, so if there’s anything you wish to do to me, then do it and be over with it.”His voice was solemn, awaiting the doom that knocks on his soul.The boss laughed at his words, “I love your guts Marco, but like I promised, your blood pays if you’re unable to pay my money back.”The boss stood up from where he sat, returning the gun he had with him back to his pocket and opting for a dagger instead, collecting it from one of his men.Marco closed his eyes expecting the tragedy of his life coming to an end to fall on him while his ears pricked in apprehension of the approaching footsteps of no other person than the doer.Silently he prayed for a miracle, wishing his girlfriend would call back and suddenly say it’s a prank and that she would pay the money and get back together with him.He trusted the wrong person, loved the wrong person and now this is the result.At the verge of the knife plunging into his heart the entrance gate to the warehouse were all is happening bursted open.The dramatic action having the two metal doors breaking out of hold and rendered useless, causing a tensed feeling of fear to run up everybody’s mind on who could break down the door.Chapter twoAll eyes darted to the entrance, watching different male figures emerged from the opening and trooping in the room converging to form a single horizontal row round the room. All in the same dressing of black suits with a sunshade on their eyes; even in the darkness, and a wired speaker connected from their ear to their mouth. They stood guided with their guns pointed out to the room. Fear seeped through everyone’s expression, their presence was unexpected and a disruption to their gathering, and most importantly who were they as they were totally unknown by all, including the boss of the local mafia gang Marco was entwined with even Suddenly from the row, at the middle, they parted to the side making a way for a figure to come to surface. The figure’s shadow came in first, his body relenting on a stick that supported and stabled his weak walking system. He passed through the path made for him, coming into full view and at the center, his walking cane slammed dramatic
Chapter ThreeHearing the old man’s threat, the gangster ran past them in fear, and out of the room without looking back.One of them stayed back, it was the small boss that almost killed Marco. His eyes peered away from the old man, towards Marco and looking him straight in the eye.Then a smirk curved above his lips, “Thank your stars for blessing you with this special luck of him arriving.” He said to him, a dark chuckle following the end of his statement. “Did you just threaten, our Young Master?” His eyes glazed with awe mixed with anger. “Do you take my words for a joke?” The old man questioned with obvious fury lacing his tone, raising a finger up and directing it at his leg. A shot was immediately fired from one of his men, and a loud cry followed filled with agony piercing the atmosphere reeling into everyone’s hearings. One of the guys had shot his leg, resulting to a croak in his steadiness as he cried out in pain, swerving downward with his free hand gripping his leg an
Chapter 4 Marco graced the scene with his hand on the knob pushing the door to the side. His vision set on the two mortals laying on his bed naked and curled together. One was acquainted with him while the other is strange and unknown. The latter he knows turning out to be the same lady who broke his heart, destroyed his trust and present no value to his eyes. It was her in his own apartment, and not anywhere else, then in his own room and not the other one available guest room in the house, and lastly on his bed, and not other places when the couch at the living room is vacant. A vile audacity she possessed. The rage in his eyes spread through his face as it enveloped his system like a burning fire, he walked in the room further. Hearing the door opened Gina had separated from her concubine, moving totally aside when who showed up turned out to be Marco. She grabbed the sheet, dragging it over her naked bosom and staring at him with shame. The other guy also rolled to the sid
Chapter 5 Marco wasn’t hurt or offended by the insults he hurled at him, rather at the girl he loved sitting there on the bed, seeming to be enjoying the way her new boyfriend is treating him. It stung deeper than his words, slicing through his body with a edge sharper than a knife. “Are you listening to me? I said apologize for yelling at her.” He requested again. Marco’s eyes trailed away from Gina, setting back to facing the man in front of him with his hand scrupling his collar. “Get your eyes off me.” His hard voice released the command, the tone matching his gaze that morphed a threatening expression back to him. He snorted at his demeanor, not fazed by his appearance. “I said apologize to her right now if you don’t want your face getting bloody, because I won’t ask again.” He repeated himself to Marco. Marco let out a light scoff, rolling his tongue through his bottom teeth. His brows slanted up in a curve looking back up at him. “Get your fucking hands off me!” With no
Chapter 6 Marco didn’t know what to do, the least he wanted was for his honor to be stomped upon as they drag him out with disgrace. Then he raised an index at the lady, “You think I’m lying, let me call him so you’d be sure I know exactly what I’m doing here and who I’m here for.” Marco said to her. Dipping his hand into his pocket and retrieving his battered phone, he depended so hard on the lingering percent that keeps the screen lighted.The percent was low and flat, a long call would drain it dead but he had to fry his luck, else this lady would think of him as a beggar and drag him out, this disgracing him in front of all the audience casually present. He strolled to the newly saved contact, clicking on the particular one that has the old man’s man and putting it to dial. Just as the first ring went through the call was picked, and at the end the old man’s voice boomed. “Young Master, hello.” His greeting were polished with respect, same with his tone.“Yes, but I’m in the
Chapter 7Dren stared with his pupils nearly bulging out of his sockets, his lips parted in stupefaction. If he wasn’t wrong, Anders; the president of Lourd’s Green Energy. The finest and richest energy source in the whole city. The president was the man he saw bowing at an impoverished lowlife individual gagged up in rags appearing worthless than he can ever imagine. Anders Coleman was the president of Lourd’s Green Energy. And everyone knew he attained such powerful and wealthy position by his acquaintance with this super rich family that the public had no scent of. They were a mystery, one no man in the whole city is yet to solve. All they know is the Lourd’s name used to be for a family that sometime later were off on the streets, no one knew what the family is consist of anymore ever since the tragic incident that took place years ago. This pushed the Lourd’s into hiding and fading off the public eye, gradually becoming a ghost. Anders was then given control all over, he bec
Chapter 8 Marco went away with Anders who took him through an elevator passing through more corners before arriving at an office. Two guards were at the door inspecting the surroundings when both arrived, one who sighted them first was quick to held the doorknob pushing open a space for their entry. Anders ushered Marco inside the office where he pointed over at a chair in front of his desk where he could seat. Marco took some seconds surveying the room before matching his way over to the leather chair, he sat down settling his gaze on Anders who was also taking his seat.“Now where should I begin?” He silently asked, but audible enough for Marco’s conceiving. “Begin what?” He had asked with a furrowed expression, there are questions throbbing his mind about the sudden change in his life. But that could stall till after some explanation. He needed no soothsayer to tell him he was about getting real with his background and a lucid narration to the sudden change in his life. “You
Chapter 9 Marco stirred in silence, gaping longingly at the object that swayed in still motion between his left palm. Why wasn’t he informed of the policy here, or was Anders not informed or aware? At that moment was a sparkling wine colored Tesla; the sixth model, in all it elegance pulling over at the checkpoint, close to where Marco stood conversing with the two guards. The door was then opened to reveal a tall beauty goddess stepped out of the car, her slender curvy body scouring an expensive silky black gown that length across her knee. Her gloved hand raised up, tipping down the sunglass shading her eyes. She marched over to where Marco stood with the guards. “Marco!” She called, her ruby lips making a slight seductive movement repealing Marco’s name. Marco glanced to her direction, his jaws dropping to the floor at the sight of the stunning beauty standing feet away from him.Not only was he floored by her appearance, but by her presence. They were mates back then in hig