“Come on, newbie. Go to bed. You look like a shadow of yourself.” The first one joked as the rest roared into a laugher as they all climbed on their bed.“I don’t…,,”Lucian made to say to one of them but none paid heed to him as he just watched.This was driving him crazy. How could things turn out like this? Just what the hell was happening. He just couldn’t grasp.Then he took his place on the bare floor and rested his head back on the wall, his legs crouched up as he wrapped his hands around the legs, now taking notice of how cold and damp the cell was.“Ravenna….”he seethed under his breath as the cold crept more and more. “You’ll be out soon, Lucian. Let’s just endure this for while.” He muttered to himself as he stared at the other inmate who were now snowing, with a light clothing used as their duvet.He might be Lucian kings outside here, but in here he was just a pitiful new inmate who didn’t dare challenge anyone.He wasn’t sure when he slept off as he sat there, but then
“Get your filthy hands off me, you bastard!” Lucian spat angrily as he shrugged Damian’s away from his shoulder.“Mind your language!” The warden roared as he stood up abruptly glaring dangerously at Lucian as Damian watched them for a while then burst into laugher as if a comedy was being played in front of him.Lucian turned a helpless gaze back to Damian who shook his head innocently.“Don’t look at me like that. I didn’t give the command.” He said, his eyes glittering as he stared at Lucian who grew helpless as the minute went by.“But I will advise you to obey his command. Frances gets testy once in a while and I, sometimes don’t know what to do to put him in check.” He said calmly as If none of this was his business.“What do you want?” Lucian asked in a calm tone that hide malice.“You would regret you spoke to me sarcastically if you hear my preposition.” Damian said again as Lucian regarded him for a while.“So?” Damian asked with a smile. But he didn’t wait to hear a respon
“Don’t ask me questions as if we’re friends.” Lucian hissed as Damian’s eyes flickered as he watched him.“You still have so much pride for someone that’s about to rot in here.” Damian pointed at him with a frown.“I’ll take care of my business. Stay away from me.” Lucian turned and made to leave but Damian’s next words stopped him.“You won’t survive tonight if you turn away without allowing me to help you.” Damian sisd as Lucian stopped on his track.“Why do you think they didn’t kill you last night? You don’t obviously think it was the warden that saved you?” Damian moved to his front as he watched him with a condescending stare then scoffed.“They are all together.” Damian completed with a lazy drawl.“What’s your deal in all of this? Why do you need my bloody permission to help me? Clearly, you do whatever you want without anyone’s permission. Don’t pretend to be some saint.” He hissed.“Nah. I’m not some saint. I am just some bored man looking for some humour.” Damain kept a str
With a mischievous smile, he pushed down Lucian’s head to towards the ground while Lucian still confused tried to hold back, but couldn’t as it seemed he had no choice but to bed to Damian’s want which was to see his head down.“Don’t try to fight back.” Damian cooed in a calm voice as his lips curved into a wicked smile. And finally, Lucian’s head was on the floor, where Damian has always though it to be.“This looks much more sincere.” Damaian rubbed his head slowly like a man would pay his dog.Meanwhile, Lucian whose head was bent was seething under his breath as the smell of the floor make him more angrier.“Stand.” Damian said after a moment but it seemed the pain and anger from what gasps just happened made Lucian a bit rebellious even though that wasn’t his aim.“Stand…up.” Damian reiterated and as if Lucian knew that was a sign he was getting angry, he raised his head up and managed to stand up even though his balance was shaky as he hands were handcuffed.“Good.” Damian said
Ravenna rolled her eyes, sat on the chair opposite Cairo, and crossed her legs while watching Leonardo intently. “If you plan to help him out of jail, it won’t work,” she said.“I don’t have plans of doing that,” Leonardo replied.“As if,” Ravenna scoffed, looking away before turning her gaze back to him. “I’m serious,” she added with a more intent tone. “You would just be wasting your time.”“I don’t know. Would you think I want him out or to rot in there… probably dead,” he said, rubbing his chin while observing Ravenna. “I would prefer he never comes out.”“Then why the hell did you go to the jailhouse?” she seethed angrily.“The evidence. I wanted to ask him for it.”“And you think he would give you,” she chuckled incredulously.“I went to check if he had it,” Leonardo corrected, noticing Ravenna's lowered brow, a cue for him to continue.“It only meant one thing,” he continued. “That you have it.”Her lips twitched in a smile. “You sure know I do.”“And that brings me to the conc
“Who?” Giuseppe mouthed as Leonardo put down the phone on the desk and switched it to loudspeaker.“You see… I got news from prison,” she started to say as Leonardo and Giuseppe exchanged glances.“There was an attempt on my father’s life,” she said as Leonardo waited.“It’s a wonder how a lot happened just after my father was convicted,” she chuckled into the phone.“You visited… and the night you did, he almost lost his life. Aren’t you just a fascinating crazy psycho?” She giggled like a maniac.“When you’re talking about yourself,” Leonardo muttered under his breath.“I heard that,” she said in a calmer tone.“I didn’t do anything to your father. If you’re suspecting me, then you have the wrong person,” Leonardo said in a calm tone, trying not to sound desperate.“What? I didn’t think you would try to do such. I mean, what would be your gain? In fact, I am suspecting someone else,” she said in a lower tone, as if afraid someone around her might hear.“Who?”“Domenico,” she said, a
“Who the hell are you?” Damian stood up abruptly as his fist clenched.“Wow. Didn’t think I would get the almighty Domenico’s attention this fast.” The so-called caller chucked as Damian frown deepened.“Come to the location I will send tomorrow. I will introduce you to other family members, Domenico.” He said again and hung as Damain spoke into the phone quickly in a bid to continue talking but he has long cut off the line.“Who is that? You look worried, young master.” Roberto asked almost immediately Damain put down the phone as he watched Roberto as if he was just seeing him.“You said I was the only surviving one in the Santoro family?” He asked as Roberto hesitated before nodding.“Why are you suddenly asking that? Is it connected to the call?” Roberto’s gaze shifted to the phone in his hand as Damian exasperated deamenor deepened.“It’s nothing.” He shook his head and sat back on the leather chair but his midn wasn’t at rest.“If you say so.” Roberto replied calmly and started
"Good morning, young master," Elena entered the office the morning after the saga between Damian and Ravenna. Damian looked up, seeing Elena approaching with an apprehensive expression. "This is bad," she said upon reaching his desk as Damian freed his arms."What is it?" Damian asked calmly, though he was impatient. He was eager to catch the petty stalker who used his father to play games, claiming to be a relative.The picture he took with his father lingered in Damian's mind. How could someone resemble his father so much? Even worse, when he called Roberto for information, Roberto had no clue about him. The man was completely anonymous, with no personal information online.The unknown caller had been spamming Damian with messages and surprisingly solid evidence connecting him to Damian's family. "He's not just an ordinary stalker or random caller," Elena explained.Damian pressed his lips together, remembering the last text he received. "He said I had a brother," Damian spoke up, t