One of the burly men stretched out his hand to grab Mary and bring her over to Nicholas.Leonard stared at him with a knife piercing murderous intent in his eyes making the man shudder in fear."Try touching her and see," He threatened.Nicholas scoffed and sneered, " Still trying to be arrogant. Matthew, bring that girl over to me and I will increase your bonus by 2%."Hearing that Nicholas had offered to raise his bonus by 2% made him gain more courage.With a fierce look on his face, he reached out again to grab Mary but with a lightning-like speed, Leonard grabbed his hand and gave it a tight squeeze.Sounds of bones breaking filled the air and Matthew let out a blood curling scream making Nicholas go pale. Leonard had obviously broken his wrist!"Ah!""Let go of me punk!" He cried, his face pale as sheet.He hadn't felt such pain in years.Leonard stared at him with calm and relaxed expression and pushed him away making him land several metres away from them.Leonard hadn't used h
Brooklyn. Clusters of Villas stood elegantly with a majestic view on the outskirts of the city. Inside one of such beautiful Villas stood a middle-aged man in a study room. The room was filled with his strong overwhelming and domineering aura making his subordinates in the room to shiver with fear. His facial appearance revealed that he was Italian. His face was characterized by a strong jawline, prominent cheekbones, and dark eyes which dilated within their sockets with rage in them. His full lips and thick eyebrows framed his darkened face nicely. His waist long blond hair was packed into a ponytail behind his hand. Bang! He stared at his subordinates with a stern look on his face and said, "Where's my son?" His men shivered with fright exchanging glances with each other. The Italian man clenched his fist and hit the table furiously. "When I ask a question you answer me!" He took out his gun and pulled the trigger sending a bullet into one of them. The size on a pinhole a
10am, Golden Pavilion. Golden Pavilion was one of most exquisite and queenly jewelry/antique stores in New York. Most of the products here were quite expensive that only those of higher class status could afford the things sold here. This establishment was owned by Clementine Howard. Clementine Howard is Mary McKay's best friend and once had a drink with Leonard at Angel's Share. Leonard walked into the store and spotted Clementine speaking to one of her staff in a domineering tune. She looked more bossy here then when he had met her in Angel's share. "Hello Miss Howard," Leonard said with a faint smile. Clementine turned around and her face curved into a deep frown immediately her eyes met with his. "What do you want?" She asked in cold voice which made Leonard raise a brow in confusion. "Uhm, Mary told me you specialise in repairing broken jewelries so I brought mine here hoping you could help." "Fine. Stand over there and wait, I have to attend to other customers who wer
Clementine was fully aware about the rumors circulating the city about Ray. It was said that he was a tyrant that forces every woman he fancied to his bed, ruining their lives. If they didn't satisfy him, he would have them killed. Those who did, ended up being his playthings forever and Clementine would never compromise herself. But, she was scared. She was just a weak woman surrounded by Ray, Tyson and his three bodyuards with bloodthirsty aura. If Ray wanted her, he could take liberties with her here and now and no one would hear her screams because the top floor was soundproof but she will be ruined so she still had to resist even though it would be of no use. Ray's smile faded as he stared at the stubborn woman before him who he thought did know any better. "Miss Howard, do you know that if you agree to become my woman, I will give you whatever you want, power, wealth, status. Name it?" He wanted to poach him with the things that most humans wouldn't resist. However, he se
Three pairs of eyes glanced at Leonard with surprise. Doesn't he know their identities? How can they apologize to a woman? She should even be happy that Ray took a liking to her. Other women would give up anything to land in Ray's bed. Clementine stared at Leonard with tear filled eyes. He came at the right time to save her but if Ray apologizes, they will be in great danger. Now, she knew why that man and Leonard suddenly disappeared. He had saved them but she had misunderstood. This just changed her view about Leonard. "Leonard, please let it go. I'm alright, I don't need his apology." Leonard looked at her and nodded. Since she didn't want an apology, he wouldn't push it further. He glared at Ray and Tyson with a murderous intent in his eyes. "I'm letting you off on her account. But, if you dare to hurt her again, I won't be this merciful." Ray glared at him with clenched jaws and fist. He walked away at a hurried pace with his brother. He has just been embarrassed! The
"Ahh!!!" Tyson was covered with a thin layer of sweat, his body was trembling all over. His face and eyes were red as he stared his reddened broken wrist burning with indescribable pain. Ray looked at him with no iota of sympathy in his eyes and said coldly, "We both have a common goal, and that is to bring that punk down. You should know what to say when we meet father." Tyson gave him no reply. He already knew that he had to comply or what he had just suffered will be little to what Ray might do to him at the end. … "Dad," Ray greeted, stepping into his father's Villa with the pain-stricken Tyson behind him. A man clearly in his late fifties, looked up from his Apple iPhone. He had the same facial features as Ray and Tyson. His overwhelming and intimidating aura filled the room making Ray's forehead break out in cold sweat. This man was the present helmsman of the Benson family and Ray's and Tyson's father, Benjamin Benson. He narrowed his eyes when he saw Tyson enter with
Mary was seated at the table with Collins and Emily. Emily and Mary were both filled with smiles when they both walked in and exchanged pleasantries with them only Collins ignored Leonard without talking to him but he wasn't bothered. "What are you doing here?!" Collins said, glaring at Leonard. Emily sighed helplessly. Must he always find a way to embrass Leonard every time? "I invited him here. Is anything wrong?" Clementine asked, her face twisted, showing that she was getting pissed. Mary had already told her of what Collins did the other time at the gathering so she was well aware of Collins' hatred for Leonard. Collins noticing the anger in her voice, decided to smile. "Oh, that's great then. He should be grateful to you that you gave him such an opportunity to eat at an expensive restaurant. It's a once in a lifetime opportunity for him." Collins guffawed loudly but when he saw that the ladies didn't get the joke, he started coughing while Leonard stared at him and smirk
Multiple sclerosis is a chronic, potentially disabling disease of the central nervous system, which includes the brain and spinal cord. Multiple sclerosis is an autoimmune disease, which means that the immune system attacks healthy tissue in the body by mistake. In multiple sclerosis, the immune system attacks the myelin sheath, which is the protective covering of nerve fibers. This damage to the myelin sheath can cause symptoms like weakness, numbness, or tingling in the limbs, problems with balance or coordination, and vision problems. In Evan's case, this illness has affected his muscles leading to weakness and also his vision has also been affected. This illness can't be cured because they have been to many doctors and so he has been placed on regular treatment. While the young man enlighten them on Evans' case, Evans glared at him flustered. "Enough!" He hollered furiously at him which threw him into a fit, making him cough violently. Leonard, and the ladies rushed tow