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MICHAEL WEST'S JOURNEY FROM TORMENT TO TRIUMPH FATE
When they eventually parted, it felt as though a tone had passed in the span of many superheated moments. Michael plodded to reclaim his capacity for rational study amid the whirling, lust- dazed storm of his mind. Questions, vague worries, transitory dubieties flirted around the hazy fringe of his psyche, no way relatively resolving into a coherent shape before dissolving formerly more under the searing brand of Isabella's closeness. " We should." he rasped out, the sound of his voice little further than clay and sin,” We should go to a private place to talk. It is so important I need to ask you to understand." Isabella incontinently shook her head, that unruly groaner mane swaying with the vehement stir," No talking, no questions. Not yet." With passionate insistence, she pressed herself indeed more completely against him until her supple angle smouldered to every tense manly angle. The undulating warmth of her body burned a raging conflagration in Michael's blood, his hands dispe
MICHAEL WEST'S JOURNEY FROM TORMENT TO TRIUMPH CONFESSIONS
‘You mean he rejected your proposal?’ Diana paced around the room, as if looking for something. It was getting late and it was Liam’s house but she was not willing to leave yet because of the matter at hand. Michael had decided to go with a newcomer to the city, Mr. Samuel Pearson as his business partner and investor in his business. ‘Yes he did. Can you imagine that?’ Liam said. He sprayed his arms on the sofa like he wasn’t pissed off and shouting, a while ago. The waiter had gotten a basket-load of his anger when he brought dinner in. He had called Diana to the hotel for them to have a good time only for him to be greeted with news of Michael’s rejection of his business proposal.‘Something needs to be done. How can someone be so wicked?’ Diana said. She was still pacing, though Liam had tried to get her attention. He wanted them to get undressed and get into the bathtub together but she was not looking. At long last, Diana turned to him and said,‘What do you think we should d
MICHAEL WEST'S JOURNEY FROM TORMENT TO TRIUMPH A GAME OF ALLIANCES
Liam hasn’t returned my calls for six hours now. I have called him a couple of times. Is he avoiding me? Has he run away from New York City? Does he want to leave me with the baby?I scratched my head and sat on the floor. Liam cannot do this to me. He has to come and carry me; after all I am carrying his baby. I reach out for my phone ringing on the table, wishing he was the one. However, it is my landlady asking for rent. The fool should know I would give her soon.Then a thought entered my mind. I went to my bag and fished out a complimentary card. I had gotten it from Liam’s friend; the one he was always, who had flown into the country for an assignment. We had spoken a couple of times. He seemed really interested in me and since I like to draw attention, I basked in the spotlight he provided. He had asked me about the pregnancy and how I met Liam. I gave him a buttered-up story and he seemed to believe it. The last time we met, before his disappearance, he gave me this compliment
MICHAEL WEST'S JOURNEY FROM TORMENT TO TRIUMPH THE DELICATE SCENT OF TRUST
Clara remained stonily silent, her mind droning with the ruinous fallout of her failed meeting. Not only had Donald refused to invest- he'd gutted her particular and professional character with his harsh combination. How had he learned about the circumstances girding her divorce from Michael? More importantly, how could she avenge against such an important adversary? Because one thing was certain- Jonathan Donald had made an adversary this day. A revengeful, enduring adversary who would stop at nothing to make him pay. As her hostel suite came into view, Clara felt a rush of loathing so visceral, it stole her breath down. This was because of Michael. That snivelling, pathetic worm had orchestrated her downfall- she was sure of it. Well, no longer. It was time for Clara Robert to go on the attack. Settling in at her office, she began firing off a flurry of emails and calls to her vast network of connections and snitches in the Beaumont demi world. She'd uncover every last secret about
MICHAEL WEST'S JOURNEY FROM TORMENT TO TRIUMPH A LITTLE LIGHT AT THE END
A revengeful, enduring adversary who would stop at nothing to make him pay. As her hostel suite came into view, Clara felt a rush of loathing so visceral, it stole her breath down. This was because of Michael. That snivelling, pathetic worm had orchestrated her downfall- she was sure of it. Well, no longer. It was time for Clara Robert to go on the attack. Settling in at her office, she began firing off a flurry of emails and calls to her vast network of connections and snitches in the Beaumont demi world. She'd uncover every last secret about Michael West's unforeseen rise to power and influence. And once she had all the security she demanded? Michael would lament the day he ever crossed Clara Robert. Because in this megacity, treason was a one- way ticket to mutually assured destruction. While Clara colluded her vengeance against Michael and the Donald conglomerate, the man himself remained blissfully ignorant, luxuriating in the comforts of the lavish hostel suite Isabella had ha
MICHAEL WEST'S JOURNEY FROM TORMENT TO TRIUMPH A TWIST OF FATE
Clara’s face fell on hearing the news. She was sitting opposite her mother on the sofa of their small apartment. Mrs. Robert was stroking the back of Clara’s left palm as she spoke to her.“I loved him very much, mom.” She said with a voice near crying. “Is it wrong to love a man so much that you would do anything to make them happy?”“There is nothing wrong with it dear. He is the wrong one. You loved him and if he was too selfish to see it, it was his loss, not yours.”Clara burst into silent sobs. Her head was bowed, almost touching her mother’s lap.“You know that the doctor prescribed that you stay happy and positive as it will help you heal faster. You cannot be depressed now, at least not today.”“Mom, I know the stabs Peter inflicted on my back are not healed and will very soon heal but the emotional wounds hurt more. I feel I will never heal from them.”“ my dear. Don't ever say that. You will be whole and happy again, I promise you.”Mrs. Robert stretched her hand and rubbed
MICHAEL WEST'S JOURNEY FROM TORMENT TO TRIUMPH MORE CONSEQUENCES
Clara didn’t know what to do except to find her mother’s insurance company and report the missing document. There were no return emails or texts after the many calls and texts she had sent to the company’s front desk and it angered her. Then, she remembered something and jumped to her feet.Liam Wells sat at his desk looking into his screen and shaking his left leg. After every ten seconds, he would check his wristwatch, look at the door, and back to his computer screen. He almost jumped to his feet when the door opened.“What took so long?” his voice rocked the walls.“The front desk confirmed that no one by that name has entered this building.”Liam looked at Clara for a long time before dismissing her with a wave of the hand. As she turned, a lady approached the door and walked past her into the office. She wanted to protest but Liam was already on his feet and reached out to the lady. She closed the door behind them after an awkward few seconds realising she was the one he had bee
MICHAEL WEST'S JOURNEY FROM TORMENT TO TRIUMPH A POISONOUS AWARD
The following evening, Clara stood before the assessing wrought- iron gates of the Donald estate, steeling herself for the battle ahead. She cut an intimidating figure in her satiny burgundy dress and towering stilettos, every inch the power player ready to claim her due place among Beaumont's nobility. Liam cast her a reassuring regard as the gates swung open, granting them entry to the strictly manicured grounds." Just flash back what we bandied. Stay confident, do not let Donald rattle you." Clara gave a curt nod. She did not need his advice- she had been preparing for this moment her entire life. The woman of a fat businessman, prepped from birth to navigate Beaumont's savage social waters with cunning and grace. They were steered into a cavernous study, the walls lined with bottom- to- ceiling bookshelves and priceless vestiges. Behind an assessing mahogany office sat a tableware- haired man with cold, setting eyes. Jonathan Donald in the meat. "Ms. Robert," he said by way of gr
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BEAUMONT CITY
As Michael West thought back on that day he noticed that night had settled in over Beaumont City. In the distance he could hear the news coverage of the Heroes' Parade playing on the television.The coverage was showing many troubling events including the arrests of Diana Roberts and Stevens the shocking moment when Liam had jumped to his death from the stadium and the overwhelming chaos that erupted after the truth came out about the Roberts family.Sitting alone in the room drinking a glass of whiskey Michael felt a profound sense of emotional distance and isolation from everything that had happened.He was very surprised when he saw Isabella standing at his door. Her shape was only partially visible because the light was dim and not very bright. They had gone through a really difficult breakup in the past and since then she had moved away to a different place.He hadn't seen her at all for many years so her sudden appearance caught him off guard. To make things even more complicated
- MICHAEL WEST'S JOURNEY FROM TORMENT TO TRIUMPH
WHEN THE CIRCLE COMES TO FULL POINT
They were in a house on the beachfront of Beaumont city. It was a little far from the beach but had fantastic view of the beach and the sea. The sun had risen early, as usual and there were few tourists on the beach.Steven was shocked and raised his hands but felt a surge of anger within him but he didn’t move. Instead he stood where he was. The other men had pulled out their guns too. Liam knew he was outnumbered to pull out his gun, so he appealed for calm.‘Please gentle men; let us be civil about his. The diamond belongs to all of us but we have bigger fish to fry and that is Michael west. Today is the day that we take his down at the Heroes’ Parade. After that, there will be more diamonds and money that our children will never know hunger for the rest of their lives. Let us embrace caution.’There was silence again before the first of the men who pulled out his gun began to laugh out loud. The rest joined him and started laughing. They raised their hands in surrender and put the
- MICHAEL WEST'S JOURNEY FROM TORMENT TO TRIUMPH
COLORS OF HATRED
Liam returned to his drinking, taking a sip while stealing glances at the game. A moment later, he turned to his friend, he found him looking smugly at his glass of drink.“Talk to me Nel. What’s going on? If it is about the listings, we got in and that should not be a problem.”“It is not about the listing, bro. It is something else. I guess you haven’t heard.”“Heard what?” Liam was signaling the barista for another drink.“Wells is being devalued.”Liam looked at him, saw the seriousness on his face, and waved for the barista to go. Realization hit him and he mumbled.“AB listings was just a cover. The wolves have gathered and want to have a feast.”Nelson nodded and added,“Whatever you do, don’t go face to face with the execs on Wall Street. They will kill your case before you even get a chance to present it.”“What do I do then?”“Be calm, receive the buy-out offer, and look through it carefully to find a way out. It could be an ambiguity in the words or misrepresentation. That
- MICHAEL WEST'S JOURNEY FROM TORMENT TO TRIUMPH
THE COMING
The knock came again, it was on his door. Who would be coming to his house? He had no friends or lovers? And Isabella had stopped speaking with him. Grudgingly, he walked to the door and opened. It was Isabella. Unlatching the locks quickly, he opened wide the door and bade her to come in.‘You are welcome. I am sorry I have been engrossed in a lot of work and didn’t hear the knocking on the door. How have you been?’Michael was not sure why Isabella would suddenly appear at this door without notice. Had something happened to her father? He thought to himselfShe smiled at him and tugged a loose strand of hair behind her ear. He smiled too. They were both standing in the centre of the room, uncertain what to do. Michael suddenly remembered that he had not offered her a seat. He was being a bad host.‘I am very sorry; I should have offered you a seat. Please have a seat.’‘No, its fine. I should be headed out now and allow you to finish up on your work.’‘Not so fast. At least have a d
- MICHAEL WEST'S JOURNEY FROM TORMENT TO TRIUMPH
SUBTERFUGE
The officer in charge walked briskly along the corridor. Liam and Steven followed behind staunchly, confident in their steps. The officer knocked on a door. A voice responded from inside.‘Come in.’The officer opened the door and stepped aside for the two men to step inside. Then he stepped outside and closed the door. The office was sparse, except for a few standing cabinets and picture frames on the wall; one was for the president of the country and the other was of the mayor of Beaumont city. There were other picture frames that showed the commissioner receiving awards. The commissioner’s desk stood on the far end on the other side of the room, directly opposite the door. ‘Mr Liam. Good to see you again.’ the man behind the desk stood up and walked over to where Steven and Liam stood. ‘Ah commissioner, it has been a while that we have spoken or seen.’ Liam responded.‘Ah yes.’ The commissioner said. ‘to what do I owe this honour?’‘I am here to an old friend concerning a matter.
- MICHAEL WEST'S JOURNEY FROM TORMENT TO TRIUMPH
SECRETS AND SPECULATIONS
Michael returned to the living room. He and Isabella discussed the cost of living crises and what the government should do. Isabella thought to herself, ‘so he heals and is intelligent too. What a good combination.’ She likes his use of words and the way he lays out his point carefully. ‘Let us stop now. Enough of politics and talk. Let us go and have some food.’Isabella laughed, dropped what she was holding on the table and walked with him to the table. The food was in bowls and plates sat in front of ach of the chairs, together with cutlery, the bottle of wine and glasses.Michael drew back her chair for her and allowed her to sit. Then he went over to his side. Opening the bowl, he dished some food for her before dishing for himself. He was telling her about the food and the process it takes to make it. She looked interested and asked questions too. Then they started to eat. The view from the penthouse was breathtaking, covering most of the city. She asked him about his backgroun
- MICHAEL WEST'S JOURNEY FROM TORMENT TO TRIUMPH
JUSTICE TO BE REAPED
Cynthia went out as Michael continued reading the newspaper. Thirty seconds later, the door to the office opened and someone walked in. Michael puts down his newspaper and stands. He has met Mr. Samuel before, when he was set up to be killed by Liam and Clara. This man had come to his aid and saved. Liam and Clara thought that they had killed him but Mr. Samuel came to the ditch, picked him up and sent him to the hospital. ‘Thank you for having me at this odd hour. I know it is past work time and I had to come at this time so that no one will notice my presence here.’‘It is fine my Samuel. Thank you for coming. I also want to thank you for the other time, for saving my life.’‘You and I have been acquainted before. And I thank you that at this time, you have decided to come to my rescue once again.’‘Well, it is a small world. You can be my helper tomorrow.’‘Yea. You are correct.’‘So, donaldation is going through quite a lot but there is nothing that cannot be salvaged. I intend t
- MICHAEL WEST'S JOURNEY FROM TORMENT TO TRIUMPH
STARS BURST
Two men walked into a bar and sat down. They ordered drinks and when the waiter had brought them, began to sip their drinks. Intermittently, they would look at their wristwatches and then at the door. Michael was in his office waiting for Abraham and to hear from Luke his Henchman. Abraham was not coming, so he called Luke to come into his office.‘I want to do something. Abraham is not here but I want you to look into the possibility of acquiring more assets into Roberts.’‘But sir, we have tried that and it is not going our way. I know a way we can get to the Roberts family and hit them where they will feel it the most.’Michael adjusted his body. ‘Tell me about it.’‘I am aware of some dealing the Roberts are doing with Amelia’s father, the girl who claims to have your child and sent videos and pictures on the day of the wedding, leading to the calling off of the wedding.’‘Yea, I remember her.’‘I heard from the underground that they were involved in some drug dealings and traffic
- MICHAEL WEST'S JOURNEY FROM TORMENT TO TRIUMPH
MORE PROBLEMS
Michael walked to his car, parked outside the gate by the curb. The guards would not allow him drive in, maybe as a way of Mr. Donald showing that he was not pleased with him, he didn’t know. However, he didn’t care; all he had on his mind was to get donaldation back on track of being the biggest company and employer in all of Beaumont. He got in his car and drove off into the night. He drove to donaldation headquarters and then to the airport. He has a meeting with Mr. Pearson. Cynthia went to get the report while Michael settles for the meeting. His phone vibrated and it was a text from clara. It read.‘I know you have been busy lately, but please have dinner with me, at the four season hotel. Bills on me.’ He looked at it and laughed. Clara decided to text him today. Something must be up. This lady must be joking, he thought.Isabella watched Michael giving his speech on TV. Their romance had ended a month ago but it seemed like yesterday when she met him and fell in love with hi
