"Damien! Don't leave yet!!"Elisa hurried to catch up with him. She almost tripped and fell because of the haste; she was wearing heels. "What did you think you were doing? Huh? Is this some sort of prank, or do you really think I am foolish?"Elisa accused, staring him dead in the eyes. "For a moment, I almost fell for the tricks. What do you think I am? A toddler? An infant or a gullible teenager?"She scoffed, trying to catch her breath. "I guess I now understand why the rest of the girls are mad. You would never admit that they have grown. You still believe that they were still about twenty and would fall for your little pranks.""I really don't understand what happened there with you and my boss, the general manager. I have no idea why he was bowing to you and kneeling. I have no idea what you said to him or what you made him believe. But you should know that I know all your tricks. You didn't really think that would work on me? Did you?"She started to fan herself with her ha
For a sheer second, Damien stood up and walked to the door and opened it with a fingerprint. He turned to Marcus, who was gasping for air, because of how magnificent the living room looked,"Go outside for a while. I need to be left alone.""Huh?"Marcus turned to him. When he saw how serious Damien was, he couldn't dispute, let alone say another word. He nodded and walked to the door. As soon as he stepped out, Damien walked back to the couch, and the door shut itself behind him. Point in time, he settled back down on the couch. A young lady who looked to be in her early twenties walked to a seat on a chair in the T!ktok Live video. "Hey guys! I'm back again. I was a little busy today. Got something to go around with my mom's. She broke some funny news to me and I got mad at her. So, I've been in a bad mood since then. But then y'all know that I will always make myself available for all of you."Damien watched as the love emoji filled the screen. "She's just like her mother. Alway
A couple miles away from the tower and the whole of Boldyville Estate, there was a huge mansion. An opulent mansion which had a breathtaking interior, but nothing close to the utopian of the tower. Inside one of the rooms of the Mansion, there was a girl in her early twenties seated on a chair and leaning forward to the screen of her laptop. Her jaws were dropped and her beautiful blue eyes bulging at the sockets.Her eyes traced one of the notifications at the top of her live video which read,[Ping! KV cannot gift aeroplanes anymore today.]She just kept staring at the screen. It was as though she was having a hard time understanding what was happening or what was right there in front of her. Comments started to flood in on the screen. [I'd be fucking damned.][This cannot be possible.][Bro, what the hell is happening?][Is this even real?][Darren?][Darren - I lost count.][Must be a billion or so][Woop! Woop! That's the sound of the fucking FBI.]Though the messages kept flo
"What the fuck? The FBI?"Damien couldn't believe his eyes. While he was thinking of impressing his daughter, he never thought of the possibility of such an outcome. "What do I do?"He stared for a while. He was no longer interested in the live video anymore. "Mario sent a friend request. Mr Shou sent another. And the FBI too -"His eyes widened when he noticed something he had missed. "Not a request. It was actually a message. How come the rest sent a request, but they sent a message?"His confusion had faded off suddenly, and rage was beginning to get the best of him. He opened the message. [FBI - Hi, Mr KV. I'm sure by now you know who we are. Our name is well spelt out. We noticed some sort of transaction done by you on this platform about a couple of minutes ago. With no offence triggered, do you mind if we come to you or would you come to us? We would need to ask you a couple of questions in person.]After reading the message, Damien waited for a while. Then he started to t
It was dark outside as Elisa pulled over at the front of a penthouse. The house was surrounded by unusual tread of flowers and plants. But the garage was clear enough for the cars which had already been parked. Nine cars. Including hers. She was walking in a haste towards the door. Immediately, she pushed the door open,"Really, Elisa? What is this about?""You called us and told us that it was urgent.""I can't believe that you could keep us waiting.""But then, what is this sudden call all about? I should be tending to my own business at the moment and not running around at this hour of the day."Regardless of the criticism that met her in the way, Elisa made sure to settle down first before she took each of the women waiting for her, in her gaze. "I'm sorry. Something came up on my way. I should have been here sooner. Apologies."She was breathing heavily as though she had just finished some race, as opposed to the fact that she came in a Lamborghini"So what is this about? You d
"You did what!""What!""What are you two talking about?""What did you do?""You killed who?"The tension in the room had grown to indicate restlessness. Earlier, the women were a little confused and optimistic, but now they were clueless and flustered. The way the situation seemed at the moment, it was safe to say that only Ayisha and Allison were informed about the particular situation. The rest seemed lost."Who is going to talk? What is happening here?""Why is everyone keeping quiet?""How many of you knew about it? Somebody talk."No one felt safe anymore. Each girl was beginning to suspect her neighbour. "It was all my idea."Allison started. The bewilderment in the faces of the rest of the women was quite alarming. "Ayisha tried to talk me out of it, but then, since she couldn't talk me out of it, she assisted me."Neither of the rest of the girls said anything yet. It was as though they were still having a hard time believing what the two were on about. Eyes would move
The whooshing wind gradually became fiercer, and it started to brew a whirlwind. The force was strong and the height slowly and steadily increasing. Damien was walking through a silent forest. It was getting darker, and the atmosphere was creeping up the moon. A tiny dark cloud stepped over the moon for a while, leaving its light spoken for. By the wiles of the night. The forest was clothed in thick darkness for that sheer second. And in the blink of an eye. A force from nowhere picked him up and knocked him down. It was hard to tell what force it was precisely. It could be the whirlwind or something which was much more powerful. But the point at that moment was the fact that he was eating dust. Lying on his face, face buried in the sticky, muddy, and damp earth.He tried to groan, but he couldn't hear his own voice. It was as though his voice had been muffled by some supernatural force. He was very worried about why he couldn't speak up. He tried to lift himself from the mud and
"I'm so sorry to interrupt your fun, Young Master."Leroy started, hardly looking him in the eyes. Damien didn't appear to have a problem with that. At least not yet. "But words have travelled quickly about your return. And the family demands to have an audience with you."Damien stopped sipping from the disposable can and took a serious gaze at Leroy. "Family? What family?"Leroy took a glance at him this time. "I understand that you must be mad to hear me mention them. They have no right to demand to see you. But they just want to be sure that you are the one."Leroy's voice started to have an edge to it as though he was trying to be careful and chosey with words. "It's not a must for you to come, of course. You have the absolute right to say no to them. I only thought it was right that I bring your notice to the dema---""I will meet with them."Damien interrupted. His interruption obviously caught Leroy off guard. "You will, Young Master? I mean, you don't have to. You can't