"And Elena," Ravenna said as Freya raised a brow."What?" Freya asked with an incredulous chuckle, as if she'd made an absurd request."Why? You claim you have him wrapped around your fingers, and you can't do this small thing?" Ravenna asked with a mocking tone."It's not that. Mr. Santoro doesn't give a damn about Elena. I'll just be wasting my time. Don't tell me you're asking me to stay by his side because of this?" Freya asked."Don't get too confident," Ravenna stated as Freya studied her carefully."I haven't spent so much time with Mr. Santoro, but I know how he feels about Elena," Freya countered."Did he tell you himself, or did you just assume?" Ravenna asked with a challenging look.Freya pressed her lips together as Ravenna studied the apprehensive look on her face. It was working. Whatever mind game she was playing was working, and she enjoyed it."I guess I'll have to confirm for myself," Freya said."Don't do anything stupid," Ravenna warned as she watched Freya carefu
"You don't get to raise your voice at me, Freya," Damian said angrily, as if snapped out of a reverie. She blinked rapidly while panting hard. She turned to look at Elena, who looked more confused."Fuck this," she said angrily and barged out of the office, leaving Damian, who stared at the door and then back at Elena."Are you okay?" he asked with a careful gaze."Yeah. Yeah, I'm good. You should have done that. She looked pretty mad," Elena said as Damian sighed and brushed his hands through his hair."I can't believe you're speaking up for her," Damian said with irritation. "That brat isn't anywhere up to your class.""Ugh?" Elena's mouth dropped."What's with the look?" Damian asked with a raised brow."I thought the two of you-""Two of us what?" Damian asked sarcastically. "I thought to indulge for a while and use her. But she proves to be a crazy bitch. How dare you try to hurt you?" Damian asked rhetorically, a question that caused a stir in Elena's heart. Was her boss taking
"Say something, damn it!" Ravenna snapped angrily as Freya laughed loudly into the phone."Patience, Ravenna. Patience," Freya cooed, only intensifying Ravenna’s impatience.Ravenna fought the urge to respond as she waited. "The truth is, I really don’t have anything to ask of you, Ravenna.""What the hell?" Ravenna asked, almost in a whisper, clearly surprised."Yeah, that’s right. Like I said earlier, I don’t like her. She's the one Mr. Santoro loves. I will get rid of her, put the blame on you, and have Mr. Santoro to myself," she said sarcastically, leaving Ravenna fighting the urge to curse aloud."You crazy bitch! I will find you and kill you!" Ravenna seethed with rage."I’m not scared," she sang in a mocking tone, causing Ravenna's body to shudder. Freya was a maniac. She had messed with the wrong person.The phone slipped from Ravenna’s hand as her whole body shook. This was crazy. How the hell..."Ravenna?" Her dad's voice cut into her thoughts as she turned slowly to look a
Ravenna wouldn't say she had the most ideal night last night as she couldn't get her eyes to close, knowing there was a maniac on a rampage. One she thought she could control.As she woke up from the brief sleep she managed to catch during the midday, with a throbbing headache, a knock came on the door, which opened without waiting for her permission. It was her dad; he was the only person who dared."I see you couldn't get any sleep," he cleared his throat and gave her a scrutinizing gaze."You did, seeing how refreshed you looked," Ravenna stood up from her bed and draped a white linen jacket over herself."Anything from Freya?" Lucian asked, trying to sound like everything was fine."That woman is driving me nuts, and I'm going to go crazy at any point," Ravenna said, staring at her father with her arms folded."Don't look at me. It's all your fault," Lucian said calmly."Are we going to stop the blame game and try to sort things out?" Ravenna asked angrily."You might be intereste
Ravenna stared at her computer in her spacious office as if she were mentally captive to the screen. It had been 10 hours since Freya gave her a deadline, and she had no idea what to do next. She had failed at everything, trying to balance work and sleep."Ms. Kings, Ms. Kings. Ms-" Her secretary's voice interrupted her thoughts."What is it?" Ravenna snapped at her tall blonde secretary, who pressed her lips nervously, fearing her boss's reaction."The news," she said, trying not to stutter, knowing how it annoyed Ravenna."What news, Linda?" Ravenna glared at her, using her as an outlet for her frustration.Linda nervously placed a tablet on the table, and Ravenna shifted her gaze to the device. Damian was seen on the screen in a conference, announcing the kidnapping of his attorney and accusing her."It's about you... being a kidnapper and all," Linda said, her voice trembling as Ravenna's eyes remained fixed on the device."Get out," Ravenna breathed, her heart racing.Linda hurri
"What would be his likable passcode?" Ravenna thought as she stared at the device, troubled and scared her father might catch her. Right now, it seems she can only trust and depend on herself.“Ravenna!” Her father’s voice reverberated throughout the room as he rushed towards her, swinging her around to face him. Ravenna stared at him in shock. She didn’t notice him come in, and she wasn't expecting this.“What the hell are you doing?” He snapped as his gaze shifted to the painting his daughter had let down. “Do you know how much that fucking costs?!” He fired angrily, glaring at Ravenna as if she had committed an unforgivable crime.“Like hell you care about the fucking painting, daddy! You are angry that I found out you’ve got a safe.” Ravenna fired back, gathering courage. Her father stared dangerously at her. In that moment, Ravenna realized this man was becoming someone she could barely recognize.“Isn’t it?” She prompted cockily, ignoring the looks he was giving her. “Gotten wha
"When was this sent?" Damian asked as he stared intently at a worried Freya."Last night. I didn't know how to reply to it, so I-" Damian glared at her as she stopped talking. She knew he was angry, and adding to his frustration was not ideal as she might just take the blame."It seems she has some kind of plan B. That's the only thing that will make Ravenna cocky." Damian rubbed his chin with a thoughtful look.His phone rang, and he quickly walked to the bedside stand to pick it up."Elena," he said with a calm tone."My Girl called," she started as Damian waited patiently, knowing whom she was referring to. "She said someone is trying to locate Freya's location. Thankfully, she found a way to make it look like she is in another country entirely.""And?" Damian asked, knowing that much information wasn't enough to come to a conclusion about what she was driving at."I just thought to tell you. It seems the kings are trying to be smart," Elena said."Right…" Damian said as he just re
"She is on about the ledger, and it's frustrating," Lucian's voice came from the phone as Ravenna forced herself not to jump to conclusions. Her dad had a ledger all this time. She steadied herself in her initial position; everything around her seemed to stand still. The only thing that mattered at that point was the audio she played, as every word carried great weight."What should we do, boss?" That was Marcello."I don't know. I keep lying, but I know Ravenna. She doesn't believe me," he said with a restless tone."But we can't have her find out, or Kings Airline will be doomed," Marcello said."Do you think I don't know that!" Lucian fired sternly in that tone he uses whenever he's frustrated."Pressure makes people desperate. Ravenna doesn't know a ledger exists, plus the presence of a safe in my office is unknown to her. It's an advantage, but I think she'll go check. We have to change the location of the ledger," Lucian said."Sure, boss. Where do we take it to?" Marcello asked
"In five minutes, some people will come over to your place. Old friends of mine. I might call them," Damian said as he paced majestically in his study, feeling extremely proud of himself."You might be wondering what friends I have…" Damian paused, as if expecting a response."Or maybe you already know them?" Damian asked with a raised brow."The Tigers," Damian said in a grim tone. "They've been all over the city, looking for you, dear uncle," he said, folding his arms."You…" Valentine tried to steady his shaky hands as beads of sweat formed on his forehead."Don't," Damian interrupted. "It's just five minutes," he said again. "Are you sure you want to waste your precious time battling words with me, or is saving your life more important?""How would you know who The Tigers are? You bastard!" Valentine exclaimed."Hmmm… let me think. I did a small background research on you in the past, which didn't give me much result. But then, I do have some friends in the underworld, uncle," Dam
“Who is there?” Came Valentine’s harsh voice as Leonardo felt his feet freeze to the ground while the other man approached. For some reason, he couldn’t move, shocked by what was going on and the fact that he had been played.As the door flung open to reveal Valentine's harsh gaze, Leonardo swallowed, feeling completely dumb as the other man stared at him for a few seconds.“Leonardo,” he started with a smile, like the psychopath he was.“Have you been eavesdropping?” Valentine asked as he approached, his right hand behind his back as if hiding something. Leonardo was stunned for a second, but his survival instinct kicked in instantly.At this point, Valentine was very dangerous, and getting out of this house should be his main priority.“What did you hear?” Valentine asked, cutting into Leonardo’s thoughts, who forced a smile.“You are mistaken, Valentine,” Leonardo began, shaking his head.“I came here to talk,” he said again as both men's gazes remained intent on each other.“You a
“Just talks.” He muttered under his breath after a moment of silence, that’s all you can do.“I heard you took care of Ravenna, I must commend you however you did it.” He said again. “She is not a threat to me any longer. So just step down and let me have the position.”“You don’t understand.” Damian approached him. Valentine is trying to get the position for himself.” He said and started to shake his head. “Not you brother. And the moment you continue to stay with him, I won’t be able to do anything. Like I said, he will use you….”“Bullshit!” He turned away and headed to towards the door.“Leo…..”Damian made to say again but he had started walking away, this time with determined strides and out he went of the room.“Young master.” Roberto called after few seconds passed with Damian staring blankly at the door following Leonardo’s exit as if looking for something desperately.Damian turned away from the door. “I have a bad feeling about all this.” He said calmly.“Thank God you came
The chauffeur opened the door as Damian walked swiftly in front of the huge building, that stood towering over most the buildings in that area.The Santoro headquarter building was one of biggest in the city.Damian did the button on his jacket as he walked through the exit with the security bowing down for him.His hands tucked in his pocket, he made his way through the different part of the building and straight to the boardroom confidently. He was literally unstoppable now.Immediately Elena caugh sight of him coming out of the elevator, she rushed towards him with a scared deamenor.“Young master…,”she said breathlessly as if she has been running.“Are they all in?” He asked with a slight frown.“Yeah. The remaining two shareholders that seemed to be late has arrived. They don’t care young master.” She said as rage filled Damian as he made his way past her with her trailing behind him.“Do you have a plan?” She asked as he stopped on his track, memories of his conversation with Ma
As the laughing subsided, she stared at Amiri who just watched her.“Fuck you Amiri!” She spat out as Amiri just watched her. Her laughing was out of spite.It didn’t take another second when the sound of the police siren filled the whole place as Ravenna made to turn around to look back, but stopped, probably because of her pride.She turned to look at Amiri, her eyes bloodshot with rage while Amiri stared at her lazily.“You shouldn’t be outside here, Ravenna. Living with normal people.” Amiri said as the sound of the policemen steps coming towards them increased to show how close they were.“You are dangerous to humanity.” Amiri completed as Ravenna scoffed. “And you call yourself a saint by doing this one thing?” She asked with an angry look.“You are bloody criminal, you bastard!” She shrieked angrily as the police finally got to them.“I am inspector Morales and you are under arrest for the…..”The words trailed off in Ravenna’s head as she stared angrily at Amiri, and as her ey
Amiri wasn’t sure of what to say. He just stared blankly at her.“What did you do to Paulo?” He could only manage to ask as Ravenna gave him a scrutinizing look as if that would determine if she would tell him anything or not.“You should ask what I would do to him if you don’t comply to my commands right now.” She said as Amiri’s fist clenched.“You still look as if I am lying to you.” She said with a pout. “You still think I don’t have Amiri, ugh?” She raised a brow and tuttered.“Foolish.” She snorted. “Swerville Day school. Finish his lessons by 12 noon. Has a standby driver that takes him home to his mama.” She said to spite Amiri the more as if the other man hasn’t gotten the point, the predicament he was into.“What if I switched the driver with my people.” Her lips tugged in a sinister smile as Amiri felt a bead of sweat on his forehead.She chuckled and took off his shades and put it on. “Now I can see the darkness hidden inside of you Amiri.” She murmured almost in a whisper
Amiri made to blink but for some reason, restricted himself as if scared that any wrong movement of his would lead to another problem.He watched as a smile curved up Ravenna’s lips. “Who put you to this, Amiri?” She started to removed an invisible speck of dust on jacket, as she smiled sheepishly, she raised her gaze to meet his again as she stifled a chuckle.“What?” She asked with a laughing tone, her gaze dancing on his face.“You’re crazy.” Amiri could only say as Ravenna stoped moving her hand, the smile faded as she stared at me as if the word ‘crazy’ was foreign to her.“Crazy?” She asked with an irritated, as if challenging Amiri.“Me?” She asked, as if truly hurt. But Amiri knew better. “Stop playing the victim’s game. You’re in front of the man you killed. Have some respect for this dead, Ravenna.” He shove her hand away from his chest as her hand dangled by her side as if she had no control over it.“As if you care.” She stared at him with angry gaze.She bent her head to
“We’re here, boss”. Carlos said thriugh the rear mirror as he tried to discern what was going on in his boss’s head who looked pale through out the ride.“Oh…”He replied absentmindedly as Carlos quickly got off the passenger’s sit at the front.He opened up the back seat for his boss and waited, but it seemed Amiri was still in deep thought.“Boss.” He called again as Amiri snapped out of his reverie and turned to see Carlos watching him with a mixture of worried and careful gaze.“What’s with the look?” Amiri got off the car as he straightened his well tailored suit, as he out his shade one, Carlos closing the door again. “You don’t look too well boss.” He said as Amiri started to walk down the small path that was paved in the middle of the cementry where Lucian’s funeral was supposed to hold.“Today is Ravenna’s dad funeral.” He said, without sparing him a glance as he moved ahead.“I didn’t realize you both were that close for you to feel Lucian’s death.” Carlos said as Amiri sto
“I can’t believe this.” Amiri staggered back, unconsciously locating a sofa behind him and sitting down. His hand slowly moved to hold his face, the news making his whole body shudder, hating how foolish he looked.“It’s okay if you feel embarrassed,” Damian said nonchalantly as Amiri raised his head to look at him in an uneasy manner.“Sorry,” he feigned a smile. “I didn’t mean it that way,” he added as Amiri sighed, smacking his lips together, looking away to avoid revealing how disgruntled he felt to Damian.“So?”Amiri raised his head to look at him. “What? You want me to pay back?” He asked as Damian watched him with an amused look.“What?” Amiri asked, his apprehension growing by the minute. He always portrayed himself to everyone as this strong-hearted person, deeply revered in the underground world. But this man knew how to effortlessly get to him, making some part of his life seem to almost revolve around him.“You must think so lowly of me,” Damian said with a soothing tone,