Avery struggled against him but didn't shout. "Where's your card?"Avery released a sigh and tried to get free from Grey's hold. "I can handle myself now. You don't have to follow me inside. I can go in," she protested.Grey nodded once and slowly let her go.Avery pulled out her card from the bag and opened the door. She proceeded inside only to trip.Grey caught her quickly before she would hit the floor.Avery started sobbing. "What can I do? It's driving me insane? I don't know what to do.""You need to sleep. You are drunk," Grey told her."I might look drunk but I still have a mind of what I'm doing. I know what I'm saying, I definitely do," she uttered.Grey nodded once. "But I will still advise you to sleep it off. You can handle whatever you want to after you've woken up," he suggested and reached forward to help her up.Avery jerked free from him. "Don't touch me until you tell me why you pretended to be my husband. And why you were also the one I was working with?"Grey re
"I have nothing more to say, Avery. Let's end this discussion now." Avery shook her head briefly. "No! I refuse to! You will speak to me, Grey or you won't leave here." "Stop being stubborn, Avery. You can't force me." Avery regarded him for a moment. "No problem. I know just what to do, Grey. You won't be able to stop me. And you won't have a choice. If you really know me, you will know how I can be." Grey released a sigh. "What do you want exactly?" "I want answers, Grey. I need answers and I won't leave unless I get it," she said stubbornly. Grey released an exasperated sigh. "We can talk in the car." Avery nodded once and entered the car. Grey entered the car beside her. "What exactly do you want to know? Because I've told you everything that I think you should know." Avery looked at Grey, with a gentle expression. “There's a lot you are hiding from me, is that not it?” Grey regarded her for a moment. “There are some things that are better left hidden, Avery,” he dragged.
“So, there can never be anything with us. Don't go to the party, Avery. It's dangerous for you to keep meddling with the mafias. If you really want to have company here, fine but don't go deeper,” he warned.Avery frowned. “What if I don't want to listen to you?”Grey looked at him for a moment. “Avery, don't be like this,” he warned softly. “You have to listen to me. This is for your own good.”“Fine!” she muttered, opened the door and got out.Grey watched her for a moment and let out an exasperated sigh. Avery could be mad at him but she would soon understand him and realise he was only trying to protect her.And that was done. Grey could relax now.But there was still something else. Was Avery trying to regain her memory? She seems to be pulling one and two together.That definitely must not happen. At this point, Grey doesn't even want Avery in his life. His life was a dangerous one and he doesn't want innocent people to die.And he doesn't want to focus on anything aside from G
Charles took the car keys.And everyone started showing Grey what they got for him.It got to a point where Grey was wondering what was happening because he had never gotten so many gifts before.He got a yacht, a private condo, two tickets to a world event, a new designer-made suit, a shoe made by a known shoe designer, and others.“Wow, I'm impressed. I really appreciate all of you,” Grey said sincerely and eventually sat.The members also sat, with wide smiles on their faces. One could vividly see that they were all happy.“Tomorrow is the party. We should toast to more years of good things among us!” Maximo muttered and raised his glass of wine.“Yes! That's right!”Grey and the rest of the men clinked their glasses.“Hopefully, after you step down as the king of the world, you will be made one of their members.” one of the men started.“Yes,” Grey responded. “I will work towards that. Though, I will definitely need all your help.”“We will help you,” Enzo replied. “Anything at al
Grey got out of bed so late in the morning. He hesitated briefly in front of the mirror in the bathroom and took a deep look at himself.Grey suddenly felt like he was getting older. Maybe he was but he was still sad that there were many things he hadn't done so far.He still had a long way to go and he couldn't afford to tally.A soft knock sounded on the door suddenly as he walked out of the bathroom. His phone rang at the same time.He hesitated briefly before he reached for the phone.“Yes, come in,” he muttered.The door opened and Charles walked inside. “Grey.”Grey looked up from the phone. “Yes?” He picked up the call without looking at the screen. “Hello.”“Boss, I've just received news,” the familiar voice said.Grey glanced at the screen. “Gregory?”“Yes, boss. We've succeeded,” he announced.Grey went silent for a moment, as he contemplated on it. He didn't understand at first, until when he looked at Charles.“The news_” Charles stressed.Grey turned to his TV set and gr
Grey poured himself some wine, took the cup, and gulped the content down in a go.“Somehow, this wine tastes good.“Charles laughed and walked out of the kitchen. He placed a plate of pizza in the middle of the table.“Who would have thought you would let me make something today?”“Because I'm happy, Charles. Or I would never let you make my food. Why will I even do that?”Charles laughed. “I want to treat your fuck up sometimes.”Grey smiled and looked at Jimmy and Mark. “What are you guys still doing there? Aren't you hungry?”Jimmy looked at Mark and smiled softly. They walked closer.“Oh, what!” Charles feigned surprise. “You guys didn't join me in the kitchen, what makes you think I want you to eat my food? This food is mainly for Grey! Though, I might be the only one to eat the pizza,” he joked.They all burst into laughter.Charles removed the apron around her neck and sat. “The party is in three hours. So, let's have this.”Grey nodded once. “Let's do it. Oh, that reminds me,
Grey was not only surprised but disappointed. Didn't he discuss everything with Avery and she did say she was going to listen to him?Though she wasn't clear about it, Grey expected her to listen. Why was she even stubborn?“Boss,” Charles called suddenly, pulling Grey out of his mini-thought. “Is something wrong?”Grey looked at Charles. “I just saw Avery. Or are my eyes playing tricks on me? Isn't that Avery?”Charles looked ahead, “The lady in black dress?”Grey looked up again and a flash of disappointment mirrored his face. “No, not a black dress. She was wearing a long red dress,” he explained as his eyes frantically searched the whole area but the lady was gone.Charles looked at Grey. “Could it have been your eyes? There's no other lady.”Grey groaned inwardly. “I know what I saw, Charles and you know that. I'm good with sight. I really did see a lady wearing a red dress. If at all I'm mistaken, then it could be about Avery because I didn't see her face, I only saw her backsid
How was that even possible? The watch was the only one in the country then. There was no way anyone would have imitated it then unless the person just saw it.Could someone have brought it?“Yes, I didn't expect to see you here either, after all that we have discussed.”Avery smiled softly. “The last time I checked, you can only advise me but you can't order me around. Anyways, enjoy the party,” she finished and walked away while swinging her body left and right.Grey regarded her for a moment and turned to Charles. “Are you sure about it?”Charles nodded once. “I'm so sure. Unless there's already an imitation of it, if not, that's the watch we have been looking for,” he explained.Grey shook his head briefly. “How is that even possible?Maximo looked at Grey. “Is everything alright?”Grey nodded once. “The watch around Avery's neck looks like my father's watch. Maybe it's a limitation anyway.”“Maybe but I doubt it is, unless she doesn't know. Avery is a woman of high status. Don't yo
Avery woke up with a scream. Her head was still banging but she wasn't in the airport anymore.She held onto her temple for a moment.The door opened suddenly and Emily walked inside.“Avery!” She called, with worries written all over her face. “What happened? Are you alright?”Her eyes were shut tightly. “Headache,” she whispered.Emily rushed out of the room suddenly. She rushed inside almost immediately but was accompanied by some doctors.Avery felt a stab of the syringe and suddenly, the pain started to ebb away.“Avery! Are you alright?”Avery opened her eyes and looked at her mother. “Mom, where is Grey?”Emily hesitated briefly. “What about the headache?” She asked instead.Avery looked at the doctor, ignoring her mother's question. “Grey was brought in here, right? The VP of Protos Pubblicita. Where is he? How is he?”One of the doctors regarded her for a moment, then looked at Emily. “Are they_”“He's my husband!” Avery said quickly. “If he's here, I demand to know how he's
“Grey!” Avery yelled again, in despair and pain.The phone dropped from her hand but she barely noticed.She couldn't believe what she had seen. She was actually thinking of surprising Grey by coming to the airport.But since Grey didn't want to see her, she was going to leave. Just seeing him from afar was enough for her.Avery raced closer. Her heart was pounding madly in her chest. “Grey!” She yelled again and felt the tears slide down her cheeks.Then she saw some images flash across her eyes. She saw herself standing beside a car with Grey.A serious headache hit in and he held onto her head a bit to stop the pain.But it worsened.Avery couldn't move as several images flashed across her eyes. The pain in her head got worse.She yelled, much in sadness than in pain. Grey was slipping off her hands and instead of helping, she could not.But it felt like she was starting to remember everything. She was starting to remember everything about Grey.“You ruined my life!” Avery saw her
Avery didn't believe it, couldn't have imagined it. Grey was a nice person. How could he have treated him badly?She felt a purge of sadness. She closed her eyes for a moment and shed unseen tears.“Sean, I need to meet you alone,” she muttered and walked away.Emily and Benjamin stared at her for a moment, confused.Emily turned to look at Sean. “And what are you doing here?” She yelled at him, anger vivid on her face.Sean looked down in guilt. “I'm so sorry. I really am. That's why I'm here. Please,” he beseeched softly and looked up at her again. “That's why I'm here. I really need everyone's forgiveness. I really hope you can forgive me. I've learned my lesson,” he rushed out with a solemn expression.“You_” Emily started but Benjamin cut in quickly.“It's ok,” Ben muttered. “You should go and see Avery. When you guys are done talking, you should see me before you leave.”Sean bowed slightly, with a slight smile on his face. He hurried towards the direction that Avery had gone.He
Avery couldn't stop thinking about all Grey had told her. She still found it hard to believe. How was she married and they weren't intimate?Does it mean she forced him to marry her? But then she wondered why she would do such a thing.She took her phone and placed a call to Sean.He picked it up immediately. “Hi, sister.”“I'm on the way home. So, come over. I won’t wait too much for you,” she finished and hung up immediately.The car pulled into the garage and Avery got down before the engine of the car would even stop.She walked inside the living room.“Ben, have you_” Emily started but stopped suddenly when she saw Avery. Her eyes widened with shock. “Avery!” Joy exploded in her eyes.Avery managed a smile and met her mother midway. They hugged.“Where have you been all these while? Why did you decide to stay away from us all this while?” She sobbed quietly.“I'm sorry,” Avery responded and pulled back to look at her mother fully. “I just need to get myself back. Besides, there a
Avery stood in front of the mirror, with two dresses. She was indecisive about the one to wear. She just freshened up and the only thing she could think of was to go back to the hospital because of Grey.She just wanted to be with him. She didn't want to think of anything else.She eventually decided on the black one, deciding it was a bad idea to be overly dressed when she was in fact going to the hospital.She dabbed some perfumes on herself and eventually walked out of the house. She got inside the car and drove right to a restaurant nearby.She thought of getting Hercules some cakes. Her phone rang suddenly as she walked back to the car. She hesitated briefly, as she took a while to find her. The phone had stopped ringing when she finally found it.She was about to check the caller ID when the phone started ringing again. It was an unknown caller.She hesitated again and contemplated on whether to pick it up or not.She eventually decided to.“Hello?”“Hello, sis!” A familiar de
Charles looked at Grey, still shocked. “Don't tell me you will team up with this good-for-nothing guy? You know he's not to be trusted!”Grey nodded once and looked at him. “I know but you do trust me, right? Just trust me.”Charles regarded him for a moment and slowly released a sigh. “Alright then.”Grey looked at Dylan. “But this teamwork will not work if we don't have the evidence we can pin Giovanni down with,” he explained.“Well, Giovanni is supposed to die, and not be jailed for killing your father.”“Well, I won't need the evidence after Giovanni dies. So, this deal will be useless for me. Besides, Giovanni will not live after killing my father. Don't think I plan on sparing his life.”Dylan laughed. “I like that! I sincerely do!” He muttered, dipped his hand into his pocket, and pulled out a phone. “It's here, everything on the watch,” he revealed, placed it on the bed beside Grey, and smiled slightly. “I will be in Jacksonville soon. We will talk then,” he finished, got up,
“Well, let him come,” Grey decided and looked at Avery. “I'm done with the food. Thank you, I really appreciate it,” he said with a smile.Avery nodded once and packed the lunch boxes. “I will leave then so that you and Dylan can speak.”Grey nodded. “Alright. Take care of yourself.”Avery smiled slightly and walked out eventually.Charles turned to Grey. “I will kill him today if he tries to act sneaky!” He swore.Grey smiled slightly. “Just calm down and let's hear him first.”Charles groaned inwardly and pulled a chair for himself to sit. “I'm seriously going to kill him!” He promised.Grey laughed and his phone made a beep. It was a message from Avery. He read through and looked at Charles.“Dylan is here,” he announced.Charles nodded several times as if it was taking every ounce of his strength to keep calm.A soft knock sounded on the door. The door opened almost immediately and Dylan pushed his head inside, a wide smile on his face.“Hi everyone!” He said with sarcasm.“You be
“Are you sure?” Grey nodded once, with a soft smile. “Yes, I am. I will handle him. So, you just stay calm,” he responded and dialed Charles's number.Avery nodded once. “I will call him back then.”Grey nodded again. “But tell him I would like to choose the venue. If he's not agreeing with that, then I won't see him,” he muttered and looked at the phone screen only to discover Charles had picked it up.“Hi Charles,” he said into the receiver and relaxed back on the bed.“Grey, where have you been?”“Well,” he smiled softly. He would have never thought he was going to get so sick. He hadn't gotten so sick in a long time that it felt like he was immortal, immune.“I got sick Charles. In fact, I'm currently at the hospital.”“Damn! Send me the address. I will be there now,” he assured and the line went off.Grey looked at Avery and caught her staring. He smiled. “What did the doctor say is wrong with me?”“Well, I will tell you that while you eat. You haven't eaten since morning.”Grey
Consciousness returned to Grey slowly and his gaze searched around.Where was he?A slight headache hit in. He groaned and reached for his head.“Are you alright?” A soft voice asked suddenly.He looked up at a pair of brown eyes. Wait, a nurse?“Yes, just a slight headache,” he responded.The nurse smiled down at him. “You will be fine with this,” she assured and raised a syringe. She regarded him for another moment before she injected him.Grey didn't flinch. It was as if nothing penetrated him. Well, a lot had penetrated him before. What more could a syringe do?“Wow, I'm impressed,” the nurse smiled.Grey didn't really remember anything. In fact, the headache was making it difficult for him. But then, the pain ebbed away slowly as the nurse had said.“Where am I?” He said and groaned inwardly. “I know this is a hospital. I'm sorry for that stupid question.”The nurse laughed.He did as well. “I mean how did I get here?”“Well, your girlfriend brought us here. She stepped out a few