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MICHAEL WEST'S JOURNEY FROM TORMENT TO TRIUMPH A PARTNERSHIP WITH THE UNDERWORLD
Young woman, get a hold of yourself. I am still your mother and I deserve respect from you. That which you have read from the newspaper is just a story until it is proven. And I have done nothing wrong but to care for you and your brother, so keep your judgmental attitude to yourself.’‘Mom, this is where you get it wrong. The city has decided to hire an investigator into the matter and sooner than later, you will be found out. You have to leave the city as soon as possible.’‘No I will not. There is nothing that ties me to that drug deal and the investigator will soon find out. Moreover, we can get in contact with the investigator and make sure they are on our side.’‘Mom?’ Clara exclaimed‘Don’t shout at me. That is the difference between you and me. I see opportunity where you see challenge and I take that opportunity in its stride. So, get off my phone if you have nothing else to talk to me about.’The phone line went silent and as Clara put down her phone she couldn’t believe tha
MICHAEL WEST'S JOURNEY FROM TORMENT TO TRIUMPH All MEN LOVE BREAST?
The line went off and Diana remembered that she still had a friend in donaldation. Liam was the man they needed to talk to the new director of the project and secure that slot for them. She almost clapped her hands. As she was thinking about the conversation she had with Liam and how much good he would be to their family and company, then the door to the ward opened. The nurse who was to go and find the healer for her walked.‘Oh, this is a great evening. I have searched for you all over this hospital. Thank God you are here. Where have you been?’‘I am sorry for the long silence ma’am. I have been searching for the healer but it is difficult to get him. The person who told me about him is no longer in the city. She traveled to see her mother. She heard about it from a friend who used to work in the household where the healer had done his work.’‘Don’t you know a way to contact him?’‘I am sorry I don’t know him personally. I heard his story and thought that he was around. Your daught
MICHAEL WEST'S JOURNEY FROM TORMENT TO TRIUMPH HIGHLIGHTS OF A LONELY LIFE
Liam looked at her and said in a low voice. ‘It is over.’ He willed his way out of the door and was now in the hallway. She ran after him, she didn’t care if the neighbours heard or not. She will let him go like that.‘What do you mean? How can you say it is over?’ she cried. She wanted him to see the way she felt about him, even feel her brokenness. She had a lot of questions on her mind. She wanted his reassurances; his calm, calculated voice to tell him that we can pretend to be quarrelling while continuing our affair. She held on his shoulder and when that was not enough, wrapped her hands around his chest, stopping him from moving forward. It didn’t seem to work. He managed to wrest himself out of her clutch and walked away. As she stood watching him walk away, the scene from the breakup in her last relationship flashed back to her mind. Something in her melted and tears rolled down her eyes. Then she charged at him, determined to get him to come back to her. She was bent on not
MICHAEL WEST'S JOURNEY FROM TORMENT TO TRIUMPH WEB OF CONNECTIONS
Isabella was the one to break the reverie - suchlike study, pulling back slightly though their bodies remained a hair's breadth piecemeal. Michael incontinently mourned the loss of her nearness like a physical pang. " Did you mean what you said?" she asked in a hushed tone, her amber eyes searching for him with naked vulnerability." That you will allow me tosimply.be myself? No prospects, no judgments?" Michael felt his throat grow thick with the weight of her question- and all it represented. This remarkable woman had been manacled by the ludicrous pressures of her birthright for far too long. What she craved further than anything was the freedom to define her own identity, to make her own choices without the spectre of status and duty brewing over her every move. He traced the delicate wind of her cheekbone with one rough fingertip, authentically astounded by her quiet strength, her adaptability in the face of similar grim demands and scrutiny. " You have my solemn oath, Isabella,
MICHAEL WEST'S JOURNEY FROM TORMENT TO TRIUMPH A WAVE OF CONNECTIONS
Clara stood at the door with a smile on her face. Michael almost didn't recognize his wife, unlike the morning when she left home, she was putting on a red fitted jumpsuit that hugged her body and displayed her curves so effortlessly. Her black heel called for attention as she strolled to her chair and sat down. "Clara, what exactly is going on here?" Michael asked. He forced himself to ignore the change of outfit and the full make up on her face. She tucked a strand of brown hair behind her ear. "No reason for you to act unreasonable now, Ash, just sign the papers and take the house plus a car and ten million dollars." His eyes squinted. It was like he was staring at a whole different person. "What is the meaning of this? A divorce? Out of the blue?" "It isn't out of the blue, Michael, obviously you have seen the signs I have been giving you." "Yes, I did see signs but I thought it was because you were stressed from work." Michael fell silent as she broke into a mocking laughte
MICHAEL WEST'S JOURNEY FROM TORMENT TO TRIUMPH UNKNOWN PERSON'S POV
“A gypsy just changed the timeline. And the energy was coming from your brother's pack, the Evergreen Pack.”The words played in my mind over and over again, threatening to shatter my very mind. How was this possible? For the small amount of time I stayed in the pack, I knew Elder Maria was the only and most powerful gypsy known. What about maybe, just maybe, it was that little girl who had grown so powerful? She was so fragile, yet strong, when we were kids. She was one of the most resilient little girls ever, and I liked that in her. She was fierce and never wavering, a true attribute of Luna. Luna was supposed to be mine before my brother unknowingly took her away from me. Zara, I missed you. And really, I did. But the fact that she bore such power within her made me want her even more and, at the same time, fear her. A chill ran down my pack as I thought about what I could do with such power. A gypsy changing the timeline? And the energy coming from my brother's pack? This wa
MICHAEL WEST'S JOURNEY FROM TORMENT TO TRIUMPH COBWEBS OF CONNECTIONS
Michael walked back to the wards and after asking a nurse, located Isabella’s room and walked in. The machines beeped and the air was heavy with disinfectant. In the center of the room, Isabella slept, as peaceful as a baby and with the careless abandon of the aged. Michael had never seen her look so fragile. For the first time, she noticed the stress lines around her eyes and mouth, the deepening cheeks, and lush black hair. He walked to the window and looked out to the city. He was going to be a father soon. Isabella was carrying his child and he was scared and excited. How could she keep such news from him? Did she plan to raise the child alone?“Hello Michael. What are you doing here?” it was Isabella.Michael jumped and turned to her. “You look worried. Why?” Isabella said“Don’t worry. I am just a little tired. Are you feeling okay?”Michael felt the effort in her voice.“Then you must get some rest. Have you had something to eat?”At this point, a soft laughter forced its way
MICHAEL WEST'S JOURNEY FROM TORMENT TO TRIUMPH THROUGH THE LOOKING GLASS
Michael was still in the chair and was looking at the man. When the man approached him, he stood up to shake the man. But the man removed his cap and glasses and after a moment’s hesitation, wrapped himself around Michael and hugged him. In the man’s embrace, Michael was still not sure what was going on. He stood still and waited till the man released him from his embrace.‘What is going on sir?’ Michael asked.The man turned to one of his men and asked them to being him a chair. When the chair was brought, he drew close to Michael and said.‘When I saw a photo of you, I didn’t believe it but now it is clear to me than I had imagine.’Michael looked at him still perplexed. ‘How do you mean sir?’The man pointed to the scar that was prominent above Michael’s left eye, just below his eyebrow. Clara was excited when she got the news that she had been selected for the job she had applied for. The role she applied for would make her a junior staff and an assistant to a supervisor. She was
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