A GRAND RECEPTIONCaleb hadn't been to the company since he was kidnapped and taken across the Caribbean Sea. The following day after his return from Madrid, he decided to drop by unannounced.The first person to notice him was Miss Daniels. She looked up sharply, the file in her hand nearly falling off because of the shock of seeing him. Caleb was looking smart in his black overcoat worn over a three-piece black suit, white shirt and a black fedora hat to give him that iconic don appearance. Very much like El-Zaki used to dress. She opened her mouth to say something but the words refused to come out. Caleb quietly scoffed and made to walk past her but she pulled him by the hand. "Excuse me, is this really you?" Feeling a little embarrassed but trying not to show, he said, "Miss Daniels, you never cease to be dramatic." Then he gently pulled away and feigned a polite smile. "How is work?" "I'm sorry, but you look completely different and I daresay boss-like in that attire." She
UNBELIEVABLE "Have you noticed there's a black Toyota Corolla car following behind us at a safe distance?" Caleb alerted Abhi. He looked closely through the rearview mirror and spotted the car. "Oh, yes. Who do you think it is?" he asked feeling a little disconcerted. "And since when did you notice it?" "Shortly after leaving the venue of the meeting." "Really? And we've navigated two bends cutting through different routes, still they follow us," he said grabbing the steering so hard his temples started to whiten. "What should I do next? Do you have a gun with you just in case? Since you've become popular, you should have your own official escorts who are licensed to carry guns." Abhi was talking fast, most of his sentences came as rhetorical questions while others were plain suggestions. "Pull over at the next eatery you see," Caleb ordered him. His tone was so full of authority it startled his friend. "I am ready to take on them this time." Abhi silently nodded and did as he
PLEASE FORGIVE ME!Mia stared at them with her mouth hanging open."The Don?" Then she quickly shook the thought off her head. "Don't tell me you're mistaking my-my..." She was struggling to find a name to call the ex-don. She didn't want to address him as her future father-in-law anymore until she was sure if she and Hart were still together. "Your what?" the waiter asked. "Never mind. The only man called 'the Don' is the father of my boyfriend," she answered nervously. Calling Hart her boyfriend was lighter to bear than addressing him as her fiance. The security guard holding the ID went to Caleb and placed the gold-plated ID on the table before him and said, "Forgive us, sir, for daring to question your identity. We only acted based on the call we received. Please do not use it against us." Caleb only kept on smiling. That made them more uncomfortable. The second security guard went down on one knee and pleaded, "We were only doing our job, sir. Please pardon us." Mia nearly
JEALOUSY SETS INCaleb responded with a nod of the head because his mouth was busy chewing food. "I'd like to personally apologise for the misunderstanding that happened a while ago," the manager went on, "And I hope you won't strike out our restaurant from amongst the top-ranked food vendors around the city." He was clasping his both hands in a plea fashion. Mia stood listening completely dazed. "When did he become a don?" she whispered to Elena. "Didn't you watch the news?" her friend returned. Mia shook her head. "My DSTV subscription had expired since...." She broke off not wanting to talk about her fight with Hart. Then she heard the manager asking Caleb what to do about the situation. "How do you want her matter to be handled, Don?" Caleb cleared his throat and took a sip of the Chateau Mouton Rothschild wine. He made a smacking sound with his lip to indicate he was enjoying the taste. "I wouldn't want her sacked outrightly as this may be her only source of livelihood," h
A TWIST OF FATE Hart got to the hospital and thankfully, his father was awake. His step-sister Bella was sitting by the foot of the bed pressing her phone. "What is she still doing here, Papa?" he barked looking at his father. "She was just showing me the show of shame meted out to you at an eatery," El-Zaki grunted out the words barely able to talk well. "The news is trending on social media. Even on international blogs and vlogs," Bella added. "What the fuck!" Hart cried. "Vlogs too? Like, they captured the whole incident on video?" Bella nodded pitifully. "And look what the caption is saying," she clicked something on her phone and began to read it out. "Billionaire CEO kicked out of the V. I. P. section of a restaurant because he couldn't afford to pay." Hart raised his two hands and placed them on top of his head and blurted, "But that's a lie!" "Another one here says, "Son of a deposed Don being treated like a commoner. And then the comments are really disgusting." "Wha
YOU BETRAYED ME"I will never donate my blood to a killer!" Caleb was seething with rage when Adriana told him what was at stake. "Of course, I don't mean that you should. But look at it this way: since you've been looking for a way to get hold of the original document containing your father's authenticity of the company which El-Zaki murdered him to take control of, you should use this as a perfect channel to demand for it," Adriana tried to explain. But Caleb wasn't having it. "You want me to stoop low and bargain with a killer for what's rightfully mine?" He unleaned from the headrest of the Lexus Nürburgring where they were staying to have the discussion just outside a wine bar. Caleb told her it was safer to remain in the car than to be seen in an open place until his security team was put together. "Besides that, you know the former don is very stubborn. He would rather die than submit himself to such humiliation," Caleb submitted. Adriana not wanting to give up without ano
I CAN EXPLAINElena and Mia ran after Caleb in their bid to explain, but he was moving too fast. Before they could navigate their way through the bystanders, he was already on the other side of the road.Mia crossed blindly without watching for any oncoming vehicles. "Whoosh! Thud!" The screeching sound of tyres against the tarred road caused the onlookers to scream hysterically."Oh my goodness! That poor girl, why didn't she look where she was going?" someone cried. Another one replied, "She was running after her boyfriend.""No, it's the other girl's boyfriend." "Help! Help me!" the driver of the Hilux that hit Mia came out and squatted beside her motionless body. Two men from the small crowd that gathered went to assist. The driver, a young guy between 22 and 22 years of age dressed like an athlete with his tracksuit, joggers and a fez cap, scooped Mia into his arms, one of the men supported her head while the other man got the door. Elena looked on in horror. On the spot whe
TORN BETWEEN TWO EMOTIONSCaleb stared at the girl for nearly 30 seconds, lost in the glint of her sparkling grey eyes. And from the way her cheeks flushed, he could sense the girl must already know him. She tilted her head to the left and said quietly, "I will be fine." Then she wiped her face with a handkerchief and pressed a button on the handle of her wheelchair. It began to move. Caleb moved to stand in front of her. "Wait! You don't need to shy away from me. I'm Caleb, by the way," he introduced himself. "I already know who you are," she said shyly. Then she promptly removed her hands from the handle of the wheelchair when Caleb tried to touch her. "And I shouldn't be seen talking with you." "But why? I'm not a bad person," he assured her. She shook her head. "They don't think so," she whispered. "Who? Who are they?" Caleb moved to squat in front of her so that his head would be on the level with her face. But she turned her face away to avoid eye contact with him. "Please