Wayne stood firm positioning himself to take the huge guy who was coming for him.The huge guy paused on his track, turning back to face another car that had pulled up behind them. The boss might have called in more of his men.Four men hopped out from the G-wagon, all armed as they advanced towards the order men.They glanced at the ground, gazing at the guns on the floor. They all giggled, turning to themselves. Throwing their own gun to the floor. Because they understood what was going on.Wayne stood alone injured with gun shot all over his body, facing twelve men.Without warning, the first man lunged towards him, fist swinging widely, Wayne dodged, delivering a quick and swift punch to the man's temple. Sending him sprawling. Another charged from the right, Wayne ducked, his fist connecting with the man's guts, leaving him winded.The remaining men surrounded Wayne. Wary, Wayne eyes flicked between them. Calculating. Two came at him with their goat raised towards Wayne. Wayn
Just as Wayne signalled the gang man who seemed to be their leader, threatening him to come forward. Wayne watched a sly smile escape his lips as he retrieved his steps, gesturing at two other men who went for Wayne instead. Wayne exhaled slowly. Focusing.********Wayne had taken down those two men, leaving two more men and their leader. Panting heavily as he stared at three of them. At this point, Wayne was about to give up. His whole body arched in pain. The last two men who came for him had punched on the spot where he was shot. “Bang! Bang!“ Wayne and the rest of the men heard gunshots coming from inside the warehouse. Wayne's eyes flew open in shock. What if Talia had been shot.Wayne ran towards the door. One of the men ran after him, gripping him on his shoulder.“Where do you think you're going, huh? Bang!“ Wayne heard another Gunshot.With Wayne being distracted again. The man threw an unexpected punch at Wayne's left rib cage. Wayne heard a cracking sound. He groaned in
Talia gasped because he was bleeding terribly. His white shirt had already turned to red, due to blood stains. Most was from the men he had dealt with outside.Blake turned to face Wayne. Wayne giggled bitterly.“So this is really who you are. You were working for them all this while and had the guts to pretend to my face?“ Wayne said. Blake had handed the gun over to Mr Kain. His gun was in his car, so right now he was harmless.Wayne could see how terrified Blake was. And even from the distance between them, Wayne could notice Blake trembling from his head to his toe.“Boss, please,”“Don't fucking call me that, Do you dare call me your Boss,” Wayne said.While Wayne was busy, focused on Blake. Mr Kain felt it was the best opportunity to end Wayne life once and for all.“Bang!!!!“ Talia gasped. Her eyes focused on Mr Kain who was just shot on the head. His eyes opened facing the ceiling as he laid down flat on the floor. He was dead. Gone!Wayne was all focused on Blake, but he wasn
******Talia had called the Cops with Wayne's phone. And a few minutes later, the Cops arrived alongside the ambulance who took Dannis and Wayne to the hospital.BAILEY.Bailey arrived two days later like she had told Diana. They were both seated at a coffee shop.“You've changed so much, I can't believe it's barely six a year since we saw each other, hey you look like you're a different person, come on, spill me the tea,” Bailey teased.“Please Bailey, quit flattering me,” Diana chuckled.“So why did you call me here? You said it was important,“ Diana said.Bailey cleared her throat.“Yes, I called you because I need a Favour from you,”“And what is that?““I want you to help me lure someone into dating you, I want you to seduce him and all that,” Bailey said. Diana laughed.“This is so ridiculous, you're joking right?“ Diana asked. Bailey raised a brow.“Does it look like I'm joking?“ “How would you expect me to lure someone I know not of? For what purpose, if I may ask?“ Diana as
The door to the empty bar creaked open, its fragile hinges making a squeaking sound as it was pushed too forcefully. Wayne was behind the bar wiping glass cups with a cloth when the men walked in, causing his shoulders to slump in fear. The men, dressed in black coats and dark sunglasses, had a leader who stood in front, always speaking. His name was Drex. "Hey, you old fool, where the hell is my money!" he approached Mr. Jones. Mr. Jones was also behind the counter, owing these men a substantial sum of money. They wanted their money back, but Mr. Jones didn't have it. He was very poor and had borrowed money from these gangsters to save his business, support his son Wayne, and himself. "Drex, the loan term isn't up yet. I don't have your money now," Mr. Jones said, his trembling voice revealing the trouble they were in. Wayne clenched his fists and watched them closely. "Shut up! Do you have the nerve to tell me when I should get my money back, huh?" Drex asked. His brows furrow
"A billionaire? How can an envelope make me a billionaire, Father?"Wayne asked with a look of disbelief on his face as he furrowed his eyebrows."The envelope contains a train ticket, a map, and a letter. If you follow the map correctly, you will reach a large mansion, tell the guards you want to see Mrs. Emilia, then give her the letter inside.""No, father, I'm not leaving you here like this." Wayne told his father firmly.He knew that Drex would return as he had promised and he wouldn't leave him here."Go pack your things. Stop being stubborn! Drex will be back soon, and I'm sure they'll do something worse. Do this for me, for us!" Mr. Jones pleaded."Father, can I get a say in this?""You will know when you meet Mrs. Emilia." Wayne hesitated before finally running to grab his duffel bag, and slinging it over his shoulder."What's going to happen to you when I leave?""Don't worry, I'll be fine." His father reassured him.Wayne took one last deep look at him."I'm going, but I'l
Mrs. Emilia swiftly alerted all members of the Cooper family about the urgent situation at hand, resulting in a bustling living room within the hour.The paper circulated among them, reaching Mr. Cooper last. The room fell silent as all awaited his words.In this household, the only two individuals with authority and power were Mr. Cooper and his wife, Mrs. Emilia.A coveted position of influence that everyone desired, creating a cutthroat environment where Amber and her parents found themselves at the bottom of the hierarchy, with no hope of inheritance.Mr. Cooper cleared his throat and spoke,"Indeed. This is my father's signature, and Amber will be wed to this young man in a month's time."Instantly, the room erupted into murmurs."Oh no!""I can't believe this.""Well, she deserves him." These disparaging remarks swirled around, with glances of disdain directed towards Wayne and Amber."How can a poor, homeless man be accepted into this family?""No way! My daughter cannot marry
Wayne knitted his eyebrows and looked at her, he could tell her any amount he needed and go home to his father so he could pay off his debt, but his instincts kept telling him no."I'm sorry, but I can't do that, Amber, I'm not a liar, and I've come a long way to honor my father's wish so I can't go back." Wayne explained with a straight face."So you're just here to ruin my life? I can't believe you!" Amber said angrily, and then stomped out of the room in a rage.Aunt Matilda was sitting on the porch with her husband and daughter Bailey when Bailey said."I can't believe Amber's getting married to a homeless man." "Well, she deserves him," Mr. Nathan said, taking a sip of his orange juice."We were looking for a way to remove Amber from the heir list and also from the will, but I guess fate has done it all," Aunt Matilda said mockingly."You're right Mother, she belongs to the poor family now, that smelly dirty slave," Bailey said as they all burst out laughing."I don't want to se