Alarick walked down the hallway wondering if he should go and see his father. He had gotten what he wanted from Charlotte but now he wasn’t sure if he should inform his father about his plan or not. He didn’t know what Cillian’s reaction would be. He paused and changed his mind. No, his father would just find out at the ball like the rest of the guests that would attend. Cillian may not like it at first but he would have to endure it for the plan to work.Alarick ignored the thought of going to his father’s bedroom and approached his own. He opened the door to his bedroom and crossed the threshold. He threw his jacket on one side of his mattress before he plopped onto the bed and laid down. He raised his arm to his head and stared at the white ceiling. What had just happened between him and Charlotte? He had noticed that she was flustered to be so close to him but now he wasn’t sure it was because she wanted him. In some way she might have been playing him by acting innocent and pure
Alarick came out from the mansion. The sun was out and the day was perfect to head out. He walked down the small steps that covered the way into the house but turned back when he felt eyes on him. He looked up and caught the image of Charlotte looking at him from her window. He stared back daring her to continue but soon enough she looked away ashamed. Alarick chuckled. He could play this game better than she could.He wore a black two-piece Armani suit and donned a Patek Phillipe watch to compliment his look. Alarick looked dapper as he came out onto the grounds. He was about to get into his own car and drive to his destination but he changed his mind and opted to have a driver take him. He did have to catch up on some things while he was inside the car after all. He immediately sent for one of the drivers.Alarick’s driver arrived at the front of the house with a grin on his face. The man obviously loved his job, especially the part where he had to drive high speed and expensive car
The elevator opened up to Alarick and his four guards. They stepped down from the elevator and onto the executive floor. The group walked towards the closest desk they could find. Alarick approached a man at his desk in his late thirties. The man looked rough and unkept for someone who was working in an establishment like this but Alarick held his tongue. It wasn’t his business if Dumont couldn’t take care of his staff. He needed something from the man. Alarick turned on his charm and spoke."Excuse me, where can I find Mr Dumont's office?"The man looked up from his desk and faced Alarick. Unlike other people who awed and marveled at Alarick's presence, this man lightly sneered when he saw Alarick. There was always one of them. Always one in a crowd that hated Alarick's guts for no substantial reason, only the fact that he was taken into a rich family and basically became a trillionaire overnight. They couldn't hate themselves for what they were and their own shitty lives so they end
"I have nothing to discuss with you. Get out of my office before I call security to throw you out." Dumont replied and Alarick shook his head."I'm not going anywhere and honestly, I thought you would be more open to work with me. It seems you have less of a brain than i initially thought, which is saying something""Why would I work with the likes of you? You haven't accomplished anything on your own even now that you are running a company. You are only here because your father found you and took you in but what were you before you were found? Nothing. A nobody with nothing to his name. You were scum and just because you got lucky in life doesn't mean you can instigate people who have worked hard to get where they are today." Dumont said with a smug smile.Dumont gave Alarick a condescending look as he spoke and Alarick countered it with a cold glare. He had done more than enough to elevate his company from where it was in the past to where it was now and Alarick was tired of people
Alarick stepped out of the office with an air of fulfilment around him. He had managed to get Dumont to agree to all his terms and although he didn't like the way he had done it, it was the only viable solution. He hadn’t planned to use blackmail but Dumont gave him an opening by being careless and he utilised it accordingly. He wouldn't let his business be tampered with because some old man wanted to play and couldn't keep it in his pants. Alarick walked past the guards and the men sensing him, followed right after. As they came out to the hallway, Alarick saw the woman Dumont was messing with earlier. Mercy. She glanced at him and removed her eyes from his figure in shame. Her head bent down to the table to avoid Alarick's scrutinising gaze as he walked by. Alarick looked at her a little longer wondering how a woman like her would stoop so low as to become the mistress of a man like Dumont. She clearly looked like she could have any man she set her mind to get if she tried, she wa
Laughter still continued as Farhad told them stories of his travels abroad and some of the things that he got to experience while being in far away countries."That fishing trip was something else. I couldn't catch even one fish though so I just paid someone else to catch it for me. After that I had a wonderful trout for dinner. Ah, the Maldives was really something."Alarick laughed and relaxed on his seat. "The great Farhad Dubois couldn't get even one fish? I don't believe it. What about all those times you caught a bunch and flaunted them in all our faces?"Alarick could see Farhad flush a bit."Last time was different. I swear it was because I didn't take my lucky fishing rod with me. I left my home unprepared." Alarick chuckled."Okay, okay. I'll take your word for it."Scarlett sat up and asked a question."So, Alarick, what's happening in your personal life? I know you've been avoiding this question ever since we came here but really I'm just dying to know."Farhad placed a
Alarick walked back into the mansion once the Dubois' car was out of sight. A masquerade ball. The idea had just popped into his head but nonetheless it was a good one. He had to make preparations for that layer today but he had to speak to his father first.Alarick went up to his father's bedroom and knocked."Come in."Cillian's voice echoed out of the room allowing Alarick to enter. Cillian was watching a video on his phone while eating an early lunch but when Alarick entered the paused it and set his phone on his bed."You're back early. That's good to see. How did your meeting with Henry Dumont go?"Alarick went over to the desk in the workspace in the corner of the room and sat down on the empty chair. He chuckled."It was eventful. I saw some things that I didn't need to see but nevertheless I got the job done..."Cillian dropped his cutlery and raised an eyebrow."Eventful in what way?""I caught Dumont having extramarital affairs with his secretary in his office.""Wow. I kne
Alarick opened his eyes and noticed he was in a field. The grass beneath his feet was soft. The cool wind danced around the blades of grass on the ground and the trees swayed by the force of it. It was all so serene. Blonde hair entered Alarick's area of vision for a moment. He blinked for a second and it had disappeared. He turned around looking for the hair he was sure that he just saw. He saw no one. Only he stood in the field.After Alarick had given up, laughter filled his ears. The sound seemed to be coming from everywhere in the field. He turned around and just like before he saw no one. The laughter continued and his expression dropped. He knew whose laughter that was. How could he not?“Grace? Grace, please come out.”Obeying the command, a hand touched Alarick’s shoulder causing him to turn around. There stood a woman with a sad look and a small smile on her face. Her white knee length toga like gown rippled as the wind blew through it and her hair swayed in the wind slightl