Alarick and Charlotte sat in the car as the driver took them to their destination. It was silent apart from the sound that Alarick's typing was making. Charlotte looked over at him and tried to make out what he was typing but to no avail. She couldn't see a thing that is unless she was willing to move closer to him. She removed the thought from her head immediately. She didn't want him to think she came close to him for another reason.Charlotte looked out the window with a nonchalant attitude. Yes, she was going to escape today but right now she was bored out of her mind. They had been in the car for fifteen minutes already and she had nothing to do. At least he had a phone to keep him busy, she could do nothing but look around. She clenched her fingers wishing that she still had her phone with her. It would have been better than riding in a car in silence. But she knew that if she asked for it back, even if it was just to play games, he wouldn’t give it to her because he would think
Charlotte crossed her legs as Clarice took a sip of her drink. The waiter had already arrived a few minutes earlier and had taken their orders. Now, they were left alone. "So, Chloe give me the scoop." Charlotte gave her an enquiring look. "What scoop?" Clarice dropped her glass and gave Charlotte her full attention. "Don't play coy with me. Tell me everything that's going on between you and your hunk of a boyfriend. I'm sure you have a lot to tell." Charlotte wriggled a bit in her chair. What was she going to tell this woman? She would have to fabricate a whole love life to placate Clarice's hunger for gossip but what if the woman asked Alarick and he told her something entirely different? Charlotte sighed. She would have to use Alarick's advice for this. "Well, like Alarick said, we met at a business event. After that we had our first date. Alarick was a bit stuck up the first time in my opinion but I didn't blame him especially after all he'd been through. The date was okay b
Alarick and Henry sat down opposite each other on the far end of the restaurant as they left their significant others alone. Henry sipped from the glass in his hands."Alone at last.""The women wanted some privacy. Who are we not to oblige them? Now, to the reason I actually came out today. Business."Henry's demeanor changed. His face already had no happy emotion before but now he was enraged as the thought of Alarick blackmailing him popped into his mind. He tried to hide it but Alarick had picked up on the change."Is there an issue Mr Dumont?" Henry settled for a slight sneer. Right now Alarick held all the cards and he knew it."No. There isn't an issue." Henry replied."Good. Let's get straight to the point. I want you to invest in the new joint company and relevant sector that I have someone heading.""Why would I do that?" Henry asked."Think about it. You'll be putting your hard earned money into a project and company that'll give you massive returns back. It's a constructi
Alarick crushed the plush leather seats beneath his palms as he fumed."What the hell did you just do? You had the audacity to try and run away even when I told you what would happen?""What did you expect me to do? Sit down and look pretty for people who would hate me if they knew I am not as rich as they are? Wait for a man who keeps insisting that I killed my own father and who has kept me in his house against my will for this long?"Alarick's eye twitched and the veins on his neck became more prominent as he clenched his jaw."So, you abandoned one of the most influential women in the city just so that you could go back out to continue your killing spree with Dylan? Is destroying people's lives more important than doing the right thing?" He yelled back.Charlotte stayed silent, at a loss for words because of what Alarick had said. After all her confessions on how she wasn't complicit in Dylan's crimes, after all she had done to show Alarick that she was innocent, after the damn ki
Alarick had not gone in to see her but ever so often he would send one of his men to ask her the same question. Are you ready to confess? Charlotte would still shake her head and say that she was innocent. It was morning now, and although she had slept on the bare floor, she still refused to speak.As Alarick sat in his father's study, browsing through some documents, he received another report from one of his men that he had sent to her room. The guard stood at the corner of the room waiting for Alarick's go ahead to speak. Alarick waved his hands in approval and the man started."She still maintains that she's innocent. She looks pale sir."Alarick slammed his hand that still held papers, on the table. He threw a book across the room and stood up. Why was she so stubborn? Why wouldn't she break?Alarick took a deep breath to calm himself. Getting worked up wouldn't help him. Alarick turned back to the man who still stood there unmoved by his outburst."It's fine. Keep the doors lock
"Come in."Like before, one of Charlotte's guards walked into the room."Has she said anything? Anything at all?" Alarick asked.It had been a few hours since Henry Dumont left his house and the time he had given Charlotte to say the truth had elapsed."Yes sir, but she said that she would only speak to you." The guard replied.Alarick stopped pacing. Had her spirit broken? Was she really going to tell him what he needed to know? He turned to the guard in mild excitement. Finally, this cat and mouse game he had been playing with her would pay off."Let's go."The guard opened the door for Alarick to walk through before doing the same himself. Alarick walked through the halls anxious and curious about what he might hear from Charlotte. About how she came up with the plan to destroy his family. About where Dylan and the rest of them could possibly be hiding. The door was opened for Alarick again when they reached Charlotte's room and he went in. The room was bare. Nothing decorated the
What just happened? That was the question that both Alarick and Charlotte asked themselves as the car in front of theirs went up in flames. The guard that drove the car that Alarick was in started to shout into his small microphone to the rest of his men that were still alive."Fall back. Fall back. It's an attack."The car behind them stayed at a stand still. It couldn't move due to the amount of people who ran helter-skelter on the street to get away from the commotion."Move back, damnit.""We can't, people are behind us. Hold on, I'll clear the crowd myself." One of the men in the back car replied. The man got out of the car and began to lead people away. He waved his hands in the direction of the shops that were far off from the main road."Come on. This way. Move, move."Alarick looked at Charlotte as the commotion continued. Was she the cause of this? This was obviously an attack on his convoy so was she involved? Charlotte's face held nothing but fear when Alarick peered clos
The constant and soft beeping of the machine roused Alarick from his deep slumber. The strong smell of chlorine from the cleaning agents that had been used to sterilise the room filled his nostrils and he gagged. For some reason, his sense of smell was stronger than usual. He tried to sit up and groaned as a sharp pain mostly from his torso, reverberated through his whole body and disoriented him. He was having a pounding headache so Alarick raised his hands to touch his head to try and reduce the pain by massaging his forehead but something pulled his hand back. The bright light blurred his vision as he opened his eyes to see what was holding him back so he blinked and squinted to allow his vision to adjust.A moment after his sight had adjusted to the brightness, he could see what held him back. Tubes ran down his hands and fed into the beeping and blinking machine beside him. His body, naked under the blue light material of the hospital gown he had on. Alarick put his hand on his