Marcus had stood at the entrance of his room for quite a while. It was almost as if the lighting of the room was playing a cruel joke on him. Almost as if. But he knew deep down it was not. He could hear the sounds being made from both of them. He could see it, and he could also feel it. It felt as if someone had plunged a knife into his heart for a while. Almost as if he was closer to death than he was earlier today. Chantelle and Richard were oblivious of the presence of Marcus as they continued to indulge themselves in their love making. It was until Chantelle’s eyes rolled over to the door that she paused. She quickly tapped Richard. There was silence. Awkward abrupt silence. Marcus could see both of them looking at him quite unsure of what to say. He was also silent. He looked into the eyes of his ‘wife’. She could not meet his eyes, and neither could Richard. After some time, Chantelle realized she had to be the one to break the silence. Afte
“Drive me to The Chandeleer Hotel,” Marcus said. “I'll be staying there from now.” The last part of the sentence was the main part. It was what shocked Hunchi too. His boss had asked him if he had dropped off the clothes they had bought earlier today at the Krafth mansion.he had told him that he had not reached the mansion yet. So, the clothes were still behind the boot of this car. Now, he told him, that he was going to be staying in the hotel from now. “Also,” Marcus said. “Place a call to the manager of the hotel telling him to be expecting us very soon.” “I don't want to be put through any hassle when I get over there,” Marcus said. Judging from how his young master sounded, the fact that he was already tired when he was going to his house, and how he sounded now, it showed that he was extremely stressed right now. However, Huncho was in no position to ask him what exactly had happened. He just kept on driving. Huncho remembered Richard's car th
Belle had driven down to the hotel where she had been staying ever since she became a secretary of Marcus Krafth. Her lodging was arranged by Juliet Krafth. Marcus's younger sister. The Krafth family had played a huge part in her upbringing, so when the chance arose to be the secretary of Marcus, the new upcoming head of the Krafth empire, Belle was so happy. It had been quite fulfilling so far. Marcus was a nice boss, and he never bothered her. He also did not ask for much and their relationship as boss and worker had been progressing smoothly. Belle loved her job. Everything was going fine until the explosion. The explosion had rattled her deep down. But as the secretary of Marcus. She had to maintain a stoic front. She could not tell anyone how scared or angry she was. It showed though, that she was angry. However, she tried her best to hide it. Everything that had happened and everything that her boss had said today however was a lot. She
Luke Browning was the manager of the Chandeleer hotel. He was a short over faulty balding fat man. He was a man who had been at this job for almost twenty years. Luke was a person who had been performing brilliantly over the years. The staff liked him because he was not wicker, rather, he was really nice. Luke knew when to be serious. He knew when to joke and when not to. Luke was decidedly one of the most important persons in the Krafth Empire in Edinburgh. This was noted when he was informed about Marcus and who he was. When last he had seen Juliet, his boss's daughter, she had informed him about Marcus, and of course instructed him not to tell anyone about Marcus, at least not yet. Luke had gone to see Juliet when she was last in town, this was so he could make available a good suite for Belle, Marcus's secretary. So, when Huncho called him to notify him about the pending arrival of Marcus, he was shocked. There was not enough time, he thought im
Marcus got inside the room after Mr Browning left. Mr Browning of course had no right to remain in the suite. He just ordered the workers of the hotel to bring in the bags in the car, up to the floor before the penthouse. It was to be arranged soon while Marcus was asleep. Huncho, after being told what to do, went to a side room. Everything about the penthouse was stunning. He guessed that it was likely because it was Marcus. If it was any other person in the family, Huncho would not be allowed to remain in the penthouse. The penthouse was a master class of design, Huncho thought as he walked to the side room. Of course, he has been to the Krafth’s mansion, he basically lived there, but this one was different. Everything possible was located in the room he had picked. Funny how the room was still not the master's bedroom. Marcus on the other hand got to his room. He pulled off his shoes and clothes. Before he fell on the Emperor-size bed, he went to
Marcus had just woken up. His head was still processing everything that had happened during the day. His experience in one day felt like a whole movie one would have gone to a cinema to watch. Marcus's days had started off bad. He had been shot at at an ambush set against his life. In fact, he would have lost his life if it was not for a young man, Stephen, who acted as a spy in The Banks’s business in Edinburgh. Stephen had learnt of the plan to kill Marcus last minute. He could not call anybody and went directly to the point of ambush to save him. After that, Marcus had gone to get new clothes after realizing how bad he looked after the shoot out. He had not gotten any new clothes for years now, and after he realized the position he now held, and the interview he gave to the people of The Blaze magazine the other day, he realized he needed new clothes. Marcus had gone to the biggest store in Edinburgh,and found out that it was owned and managed by h
"The Three Rings. They are a more dangerous enemy than the Oscorp corporation,” his father said. Marcus listened, partly in shock and partly in amazement. The one enemy that he had been made to believe his family had was not their main enemy. “Dad, but the Oscorp Corporation, they…” “The Oscorp Corporation is actually small compared to the Three Rings.” his father cut him short. “You still do not know how powerful our family is, and I understand that that is my fault,” Hammond told his son. “But I want you to know that our family has had the power to end Oscorp for years now. I've just been way too busy and uninterested, that's why I haven't done a thing about them.” It seemed like Marcus was going to get used to the shock at this point. His father was dropping bombs on him. “But, it will be nice if you are able to stop them, one less enemy is always good.” “I need to go now. We are almost about to leave. Don't forget, you do not need to tell your s
After the previous night's incident, Selena and Mabel were called into their boss's office. Mr Browning of course had figured out what had happened. Mr Browning got to the lobby and immediately understood the scene. After he was done with Marcus for the night, he called both of them over. They were both afraid. Was today going to be the end of their work in this place? They both walked slowly to his office, while pondering about the consequences of their actions. When they got inside, Mr Browning, being the nice person they knew, only berated them. He warned them about doing such a thing again. Even if the person that had come was not that important, any and every customer of the hotel was important. After getting an earful without being sacked, they both thanked their boss, and promised not to repeat anything like that in the future. Luke looked at the girls as they left his office sheepishly. The amount of time he had used grilling them was over thirt