"Do you think this is going to work?" Pascal asked, pacing the living room to and fro. Mariana and her mother, Linda, were seated on a couch that faced Pascal. Mariana's eyes followed Pascal in every direction that he went to, while Linda kept her gaze fixed in a particular direction. Linda seemed to have something else on her mind. Something which she wasn't willing to discuss with anyone just yet. "Dad. You should sit down. Your legs are not made for this kind of stress again." Mariana pointed out her concern. Ever since her father had been walking around and pacing, she had been worried that he might be doing himself more harm than good. "Right." Pascal decided to listen to his daughter. He walked to the single swan chair opposite the couch and settled in. There was a brief silence in the living room. "Mom. What are we going to do right now?" Mariana severed the silence. Linda sighed eventually. She looked away from where gaze has been fixed and took a break on Mariana's fa
"Huh?" Mariana was confounded after hearing what Chairman Langley had just said. She could read the facial expression of the man. It was very tough and rigid. There was an omen of death and disaster lurking in his eyes. The henchmen jumped on their feet and raced at Mariana. One of them grabbed her roughly and hurled her across his shoulder, making sure that she landed on his shoulder forcefully. "Father!" Mariana cried when she realised that this was real!At first, she had thought that her ears were playing some tricks on her. But right in this moment, the truth couldn't have been more evident. "Please don't do this. I'm just here to see Vixton!!!" Mariana cried on top of her voice, her face streaming with tears. But these henchmen would not give her a second. Even if Chairman Langley were to pardon her, the henchmen wouldn't give him the opportunity to have a second thought. "Vixton! Vixton!" Mariana screamed but there was no one coming to her aid. When she woke up this morn
"Don't touch me!" Linda screamed as some men advanced towards her. She quickly picked up a sharp object and pointed at the men to scare them away."Look at this." One of the men pointed at a scar on his face. "Does that look familiar? Yea! I was the same person the chairman stabbed in the face! Now think twice!"The man grabbed her and turned her upside down, carrying her as though she was a despicable object. "Let go of my wife!!!" Pascal threw punches at some of the men. A few punches landed on the faces of the men but it meant nothing to the bodies that have been subjected to severe and terrible beatings!The henchmen of the Langley family were trained by Mafia Lords. They were not random men picked up from the streets. They were seasoned and well-trained. With the toppings of a brute. At this, the henchmen pounced on them and bundled them out as though they were baggage.Both Linda and Pascal were thrown out of the foyer. Linda broke an arm, while Pascal bruised his face at th
For the first few moments, Slade didn't know how to react to this. Hence, he took a couple of beatings from her. She continously hit him in the chest and arms, over and over again as she cursed relentlessly at him. "Mom!!!" Mariana quickly snapped out of the frenzy and ran to her mother. "Let him go! He didn't do anything. Let him go!" Mariana tried to pull her mother away but her mother yanked her hand. Mariana staggered to the back almost losing her balance and falling to the hard floor. If Pascal hadn't arrived there point in time, Mariana could have hit a sensitive part of her body. "You're the jinx that wants to bring my family down! I'll kill you today! I'll make sure that you die today!!!" Linda yelled as she actively continued to smack Slade. This time, she brought her hand towards his face to slap him. Slade grabbed her wrist and stopped her from slapping him. When she had ran to him and started hitting him, he had been clueless, trying to understand why this was happe
"You made them kick us out of the villa!!!" Linda's loud voice haunted Slade.Slade stopped at once when he heard this."It was your fault that the chairman kicked us out!" Linda added. "Mom." Mariana tried to make her stop, but she was resolute. "This is not over. You better watch your back! I will never stop until after I have ruined your life. I will never stop except you're twenty feet under the ground! Just mark my words!!!" Linda swore with every strength in her body. After this, the family turned around and started walking away."That's a cab." Pascal called the attention of his family. "That's the only thing you can see! You good for nothing man." Linda sneered at her husband. Slade turned slightly to look at them as they walked away. He didn't know what to feel. Have they just been kicked out of their precious villa? Where would they stay now? Would they sleep on the street?Slade felt a wave of compassion wash across his face but he shook it off almost immediately. He h
For a couple of moments, Slade felt out of place. The fact that Lord JK had appeared out of nowhere was a struggle to register, let alone the hurrying fact that followed his presence. Slade's gaze was transfixed on the silhouette of Lord JK that drifted towards the villa until the door had opened and shut behind him. Of course he knew that it was not a news that Lord JK respected him and wanted him to be a part of his family. Yet every now and then, the old man does not cease to amaze him. First, it was the fact that the old man had referred to him as his boss! Slade was still trying to work himself around that awkward situation that he never paid for. And right now, out of the blue, Lord JK had saddled him with the title of what he could never have been able to imagine in a thousand years. The point was not the fact that Slade was too poor to buy the estate! Instead, it was the argument of gifting. How can someone suddenly just gift something like this out as though it meant not
"I know you have a lot to say." Lord JK was standing in front of the couch with his back towards the hallway that led from the door to the foyer. "I know that I make some decisions off of my discretion and randomly throw them at you. You have every right to be mad at me. You can say all you want to say, I will humbly take your scolding." Lord JK bowed his head towards Slade. Slade stood where he was for a moment. He just stared at the old man. His gaze was neutral but grim. It lacked any iota of a precise emotion. It was very much hard to tell what was going through his mind. Drop! Lord JK heard a sudden activity in front of him. The old man quickly lifted his head to ascertain what the hell had just happened. It sounded like something had just dropped hard on the floor. When he lifted his gaze, his eyes bulged at the sockets, almost popping out of their places. "Divine doctor!!!" Lord JK exclaimed and ran to meet Slade. Slade had dropped on his knees and his face was facing th
"Here he comes." A college student, with his hair dyed green, said to those who were seated around him. "Where?" One of the boys looked up. "Are you blind? Can't you see him from here?" They all looked. There was a slender young man walking through the door into the department hall. His hair was stylishly roughened up at the front but the rest was neatly combed. The lad kept his gaze straight. It was obvious in his reactions that he was trying to avoid the gazes of his colleagues. 'Why has the lecture not started yet?' He mumbled to himself as he quickened his pace. There was a reason that he had decided to come to class late. He had wanted to come late in order to save himself some troubles, but right in this moment, it felt like things might not go as planned.He found a seat for himself at the extreme corner of the hall. He wanted to seat away from anywhere there would be any sort of commotion. He looked in a particular direction. He seemed to be looking for someone, but the
"Where is Dexter?!" Calvin bellowed as he looked around. In the luxurious villa of the Havill family, the members of the family were gathered around, just as they were gathered on the birthday of the Old Mr Havill which turned out to be a tragic day because of the intrusion of the man in mask. From the immediate family to the extended family, the Havill family filled the meeting hall in the center of the villa. All faces were tough and stern. The atmosphere was very hostile, which would probably justify the yelling of Calvin Havill. A tall young man walked in after the yell. He was dressed in a simple fit. His facial expression was quite different from the rest of the family. Instead of being stern and tough, his was gloomy and dull. From the way he was looking, it would seem as though he was unwilling to participate in the meeting that was being held,but he definitely didn't have a word to say about it. Dexter settled in the empty chair, which was, like the others, locked to a v
Linda pulled the cab over in front of the villa of Lord JK. She hurried to the gate and pushed on the bell. The gateman stepped out to see who it was. When he saw who it was, his face folded into a sheet of frown. He wasn't especially pleased by who he had just seen. "I am here to see Lord JK. Tell him that this is a very serious situation." She kept a very strong face as she addressed the man. The gateman didn't know what to believe as he stared at her. "He's not around. You should go. If he wants to meet you then you'd be notified." The gateman replied in a very serious tone. "Then I'd wait for me." Linda turned around and headed straight to the cab. "You can't linger around here. You have to go. This place is not a place for people to hang around. It is not a waiting room." The voice of the gateman got louder. Linda cursed under her breath as she heard the loud voice of the gateman. With annoyance, she stomped back in the direction of the gate. "Are you retarded?" She snapp
Slade landed dramatically at the shore of the lagoon at the end of the Heaven Coast Forest. He looked towards the forest as his eyes squinted. His Vyion Eye was still active so he wouldn't have a tough time finding the lady. The classified vision highlighted the path that led in the direction of the lady. Soon enough, he found himself walking down a narrow path that led towards a fountain. He could hear the body of water crashing ruthlessly against the rock. When he approached the fountain, he found the lady standing butt-naked, her back was positioned towards his direction. She was dripping. It seemed like she had just finished having a bath. She was whistling, and her voice was melodious and very enchanting. The harmony of her whistles provoked goosebumps and made head swell to the intricacies of the unknown witchery. Suddenly, she stopped whistling. She felt a presence behind her and turned around to look at the person. When she turned around, there were two large cats standi
Slade could swear with everything that he held dearly that he didn't open the door. The truth was that, he had tried to do what the old man had instructed him to do, yet he didn't get the door to open. Instead, he had continously been thrown away from the door whenever he made an attempt to open the door. Right now, when he pushed the door open slightly, he realized that the door was open. "Did I open the door? Really?" He started to doubt his own sanity. "When I tried to open the door with the scar, I was thrown away. How can I open the door when I was thrown away? Getting thrown away, doesn't that mean that something is wrong?""But then, could getting thrown away be the side effect of successfully opening the door?" Slade tried to understand the most logical possibility of event here. It didn't make any actual sense. "If that's the case, then why did I get thrown away each time I tried to open the door? Did the door open three times or more?"Slade realised that if he remained
The lady was lying on the ground, between the cluster of shrubs as she panted heavily. She was stark naked and covered in sweat. Her hair was disheveled and some part of her body was smeared with dust and green. She sighed continously. A wave of peaceful air flowed all about her, giving her this comforting feeling that she had never felt in a long time. The lips of her honeypot was coated with her juice and her legs were trembling. She heard the footsteps receding from her and tried to sit up. Sitting up, she saw the monster man who had just destroyed her warmth. He had finished ramming her as though he was a tractor plowing through a tough forest. Yet he was walking away strongly as though he had just taken a nap. "What kind of a man is this?" She muttered to herself, as her rage turned into admiration. Then her face changed again. "Hey! Where are you going?" She called when a sudden realisation hit her. If he is headed in the direction of the Lotus lagoon, doesn't it mean tha
Slade knew that the last thing he wanted to do in this moment is to get distracted. He couldn't afford it. But staring at this gorgeous lady standing in front of him, he couldn't help but let his jaws drop all over the floor. He didn't even know what to believe in a situation like this. Was she really a lady or a creature! For all he knew, she might be something else disgusing as a lady. Even at that, Slade didn't think it would be so easy for him to disregard the fact that her choice of character was out of this world. Candyce was indeed beautiful and gorgeous. But the likes of these lady standing in front of him, would make Candyce jealous if they were in the same room. "I must admit it. You're quite beautiful." Slade didn't know when those words flew out of his mouth. The manner at which he was acting right now, one would think that perhaps he had lost his mind. Some might think that he was under a spell and was being bewitched by the lady. But Slade could tell that much that
"Don't you think it's stupid to come here all alone?" A sudden feminine voice said behind Slade. Slade stopped in his tracks. A mile ahead of him was the Lotus lagoon that leads to the island where Niel Rim-Adon had told him to go. Slade had been told by the old man that something huge await him there. Ever since Slade arrived at this forest, he has not been attacked by any creature. Save for the two nuisance who came driving to their death, which had distracted him, there was no other difficulty. Slade was closer to his destination. He could get this done quickly and return to his daily life of vengeance. He has only been able to pull one revenge off. There are still five more families to go! Also, he still has to reclaim the lost company of his family which was stolen by the six families. And he wanted to do so the way the six families had stolen it. He stopped thinking about other things that do not contribute to his situation at the moment. He turned around to look behind hi
The leader of the henchmen realised that he was flowing in the sky, yet he didn't know how that has come to be. A second ago, there was a stray young man standing in front of his car. He had tried to run the guy over when all of a sudden, he felt something hit his car. If he was driving through the forest, he would have thought that he had hit a huge tree in his way. But he was driving on a plain and tarred road that divided the forests. He didn't know what to do or think in a situation like this. "Ahhhhh!!!" He let out a piercing scream as the car started descending.The speed of its descent was very much quicker than when it was going into the air. The force was swift and very impounding. Crash!!! The car dove face down into the tarred road with its bonnet. The windscreen shattered, and the shards of glasses flew towards the face of the leader, spraying into the eyes of the fellow. "My eyes. Blood!!" He screamed as he felt the shards sticking into his eyes. He could feel pain
"Tell me Tyq. What brought you to my villa? Curiosity or chance?""I did." A feminine voice called from behind the henchmen. Candyce and Mamita walked into the scene. Candyce was leading the way. "Baby." Lord JK said as soon as he saw his daughter. When Tyq heard Lord JK calling Candyce "baby", he was almost horrified. The only thing he could think of was Candyce being the wife of Lord JK. He had a conflict in his mind which he was struggling with in that moment, but he couldn't really tell if it was the best thing to get occupied with or focus on the present matter at hand. "When did you return?" Lord JK added as Candyce walked to him and hugged him. "Not long ago. We saw him lying on the street and decided to bring him home." Candyce answered, now standing next to her father. Tyq bounced back into reality in that moment. It wasn't the game of guesses anymore. This matter was getting very real and legit. He couldn't continue to disbelief for long. Not even if he wanted to. "Y