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 side, grabbing his boxer and covering his manhood.They saw the anger in Marco eyes, they could feel it as it tingles slightly on their skin. Slowly the fear in their face faded away, seeping into nothing as it was replaced with a face void of expression.“What are you doing here?” Marco asked, unable to keep his tone soft and coming out loud in a shout. The tone drenched with his rage.Gina kept her lips sealed with her chin jutted forward, her lips pursed out in silence with her tongue swirling around it. She kept her gaze away from Marco, purposely avoiding his raging eyes.“Answer me Gina!” Marco yelled out in more anger, able to feel the choler runs through his pulsating veins that stretched about all his body.“Oh please,” Gina sneered, backing her words up with a loud hiss.“I owe you no explanation. This house is yours as the same as mine, or have you forgotten I paid part of the rent, if not half but quarter still, so I have some rights to be in here.” Gina said to him, seeming unbothered by how angry Marco is that she brought a man to his own bedroom, and to his bed where he sleeps every nights.“So stop yelling and tell me why you are here all of a sudden. I honestly wasn’t expecting you, why are you here?” Gina questioned his appearance, eyeing him with irritation from the bed she sat with her back resting on the headboard and a duvet wrapped not fully around her; just to cover her chest area and some part of her nakedness.Marco was taken aback by the question, the anger in him calming down and slowly getting replaced with amusement.Is she feeling nothing at all, not even a remorse to what she did to him and instead here she is asking her why he’s in his own house.Indeed she had paid part of the rental’s fee. He returned it back to her but she never collected it and said to him why she should collect him. She was probably still in love with him then.“Don’t look at me like that, you sounded as though you were gonna die when you called earlier. Lying that you need more money.” Gina rolled her eyes at him.“I actually was kidnapped, look at me and see if I’m lying. Do I look okay, the bruised and swells all over my face, does that mean I’m lying?” Marco lashed out his angrily at her.“I was kidnapped for the money I borrowed to take care of you, and today was the day I was supposed to pay back. You broke my heart and believed I wanted to fraud you of hundred thousand dollars so I couldn’t get the money back from you, I have no where to go or beg for money, so I was taken and I actually begged for him to postpone my due date and instead he said I should pay double and pay him right now. They roughed me up to this, and I told him to allow me call you so I can ask for the money. And you already know what you told me, at the brink of him killing me, something happened and I’m alive.” Marco took his time explaining to her all he went through because he loved her.“Oh.” Gina wheezed out a sound. “So you weren’t lying, I thought you wanted to collect the money from me. This isn’t my fault at all.”Hearing that only fueled more anger in Marco’s system. “It’s not your fault? If I didn’t save your dying ass would I be in a problem that I would have died if I wasn’t lucky. But here you are, saying it’s not your fault while having a sex with a stranger on my own bed. How disgusting, you both are shameless.” Marco brawled at the both of them.The stranger who was now claded in a singlet and a boxer stood up suddenly when he reeves himself mentioned in Marco’s statement.“Who the fuck are you insulting?” He asked as he moved closer to Marco, grabbing him by his collar and pushing him to meet the nearest wall.“Did you just call me shameless with that your stinky mouth?” He asked in an intimidating tone. “Would you be in this position if you have the money to take care of her. Your courage to say this is her fault, her only fault is for dating a wretched guy like you that has nothing to offer her. You paid for her medical bills only and you’re now yelling, how stupid and brainless are you? Listen to me and listen good, this is all your fault, and Gina here deserve better, she doesn’t deserve you one bit, and you certainly didn’t deserve her.”“Now apologize for yelling and saying what you said to her.”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
Chapter 10 She gaped at him, her brows narrowed into a questioning look, anticipating his response to clarify her question. Marco avoided her gaze, his heart drumming a panic rhythm as those electric blue eyes bored into his soul from beside him.He already told her the truth, but saw it as a lie. What could he probably do than stretch the truth then, and to what new fact would he stretch the truth to make it believable. She wouldn’t believe him if he told her who he actually was. Heir to the city’s wealthiest empire, a trillionaire, and the new face of Lourd’s Consortium. Definitely going to either see him as a crazy man, or a man filled with delusions. Finally, an idea plucked into his mind and a sigh almost broke through his lips. He dragged his face into facing her again, “Fine. I was lying.” She raised an eyebrow, expecting more to the phrase. He was lying, then he should go on and explain himself. “There was this rich name, I never really caught his name. I think he came f
Chapter 11 His eyes shunned a look of suspense, hooded with a small smirk attached on his lips. He came into view, claded in a sparkly all white suit, down to the color of his shoes. He went all for the color. Marco stared with a creased brows, face furrowed in confusion as he watched the strange man approaching him. He was about the same age with him, late twenties with his features appearing more filler than Marco’s. He had broad shoulders, to his chest and a muscled body all over. “They were right.” Came a cold chilling response, his hooded eyes inspecting Marco within scrutiny. Differing from what he asked, his response had chills settling in Marco’s body. “Stay back and tell me who the fuck you are?” Marco warned, framing a defensive stance with his fisted palms coming to display, pointed at the nearing stranger. He stopped on his tracks, hands raising up in surrender, and yet the smug smirk remained on his face. “I meant no harm, just here to confirm some things. So yo
Chapter 12 Marco was testing out some outfits when he heard the doorbell ringing. He at first ignored, thinking it was coming from a near neighbor, but then realized his building stood alone around the vicinity. This had him wondering who could be ringing his bell, he was new at the area; literally yet to made any friends. Danger hinted at his instincts, he slipped back into his robe, coming out of the closet while branching his bedside table to retrieve the gun kept in the drawer. He strolled downstairs, keeping his movement light and unnoticed. Approaching the door, he corked the gun, positioning a target before opening the door to reveal a strange guy. Marco brought down the gun, confusion morphing into his face as he looked the guy over to read him. “Who are you?” He questioned, while his eyes raid him all over. “I’m Jacob by name. And I’m suppose to be your assistant. Mr Anders sent me here.” He introduced, bowing his head with his palms clasped behind him. Marco scoffed