As Patrick sat back and watched as all the staff headed one at a time out of the door. He had to wait till they were out of the room before he made his way to the office. He had notified the people coming to meet him still that he didn't want to have any conversations with anyone until he got to his office and he was glad that they respected that. When they had all left, he stood up and turned to see the secretary still taking the last minute. She was so engrossed in what she was doing that he didn't see the need to call her attention, thereby distracting her. With calculated steps, he carried his suitcase from the table and made his way out of the conference room and into his office. He opened the windows for ventilation and settled down in his chair when he heard a knock on the door. Patrick looked up at the door wondering who it must be. "Who is there?" He finally called out but instead of responding, the person at the door just kept knocking. "Alright then, make your way in
Andrew was still getting used to his newfound powers. Each time he used one of them, it always felt like he was trapped in a dream world—he wasn't used to the fact that he possessed supernatural powers. Sometimes, the powers took over him and controlled his mind. Whenever he was asleep and saw places in his dreams, he always woke up to find himself in those places. It took him a while before he could stop transporting himself occasionally to the places that appeared in his dreams. Hiding the powers from people, especially from his family was the hardest task yet, he was only glad that he had not yet disappeared in front of Lisa, else she could faint from the sight or worse, she could suffer a heart attack and he didn't want any of that to happen. He could summon Valkyron whenever and wherever he wanted him to be and while he was alone in the room that afternoon, that was exactly what he wanted to do. He covered the watch whole with his palm, closing his eyes and imagining the scre
Patrick sat in silence for a long while after Reginald had left. "How on earth does that pig know about Andrew's disappearance?" Patrick asked himself as he slowly arose from his chair, his mind deep in thought. He knew that Reginald worked closely with Alec and Alec himself had told Patrick that he had no idea where Andrew was but might have an idea of who had taken him but had refused to disclose who had actually taken Andrew. And now Reginald was here, willing to help him. Patrick looked back up to the door. He quickly rushed toward and opened it, stepping out to the hallway as his eyes scanned the whole area for Reginald—he was already gone. Patrick wanted to run after Reginald but it seemed like Reginald had been gone for hours now and there was no need to go down to look for him. But Patrick still had the feeling that Reginald was still around the premises. He walked into his office and shut the door behind him, making his way to the window. He pulled down the blinds and p
"Lisa please I have somewhere urgent to be, I do not have the time for this." Andrew let out. "Andrew, why are you doing this to me?""What are you talking about?!" His face twisted into a scowl, "what am I doing to you.""I haven't recovered from your kidnap yet and now you want to leave me again." Lisa was almost on the verge of tears as she spoke. Andrew let a huge sigh for the umpteenth time and went closer to her, cupping her cheeks with both hands. "Listen to me, babe. I promise that I'm never going to leave you ever again. Not now, not ever." Andrew promised, locking his gaze on her as he spoke. "What if.... what if the people who had kidnapped you before are hanging around waiting to kidnap you again?""No one is going to kidnap me okay, I'm going to try as much as possible not to get kidnapped okay?" He assured her. "I'm not a child, Andrew, so don't feed me that," Lisa said with an aggravated tone as she pulled Andrew's hands gently off her cheeks. Her face held a worri
Andrew swiped his palm in Lisa's face to be sure that Lisa was fast asleep. When he was sure that she had fallen asleep already, he gently removed her head from his body and kept her on the bed. His moves were calculated because he didn't want Lisa to wake up. When he had kept her on the bed, he stared at her face again, and a smile played on his face. "I'll be back soon sweetie." He whispered to her and brushed his thumbs across her cheeks and stood up from the bed. But he halted as he heard the squeaky noise that the bed was making. "When did this bed start squeaking?" He asked himself as he looked down at the bed as if it was going to reply to him. He couldn't come down from the bed if the bed continued to make a squeaking noise at his every move. And why had he not noticed it when he was lifting Lisa's body off him? Maybe it was all in his head. He thought and wondered at the same time how he was going to get off the bed without waking Lisa in any way. "Why hadn't I thought o
Dora couldn't hide her excitement as they got to the ice cream shop. Andrew carefully parked in front of the shop in a spot where he would not obstruct anybody. "Daddy, Daddy, let's go get the ice cream!" Dora said excitedly, bobbing up and down in the back seat. "Yes, that is where we are headed right now." Andrew giggled at his daughter's excitement and got out of the car. He went to the back, took off the seatbelt from his daughter, and helped her out of the car. "Hurry Daddy, let's go get some ice cream!" Dora urged on as she dragged her father inside the building. "Slow down, Dora," Andrew said. Dora was pulling at his hand, dragging him into the shop but all her might. When they got into the shop, Andrew made his daughter order ice cream for herself. She chose a great spot in the shop and ate away at her ice cream. Andrew kept staring at his watch as Dora ate. The way he on his wrist could help him control his powers and also substituted as a normal watch for him so he co
Diego's journey back to his hideout was swift and smooth. He hadn't thought that he would have been able to get back home without any hassles after all the trouble that he had caused in the past few months. When he got back, Emilia was ready to welcome him but he didn't like what he saw when she stepped into the light to hug him. "Emilia, my darling, what in the world happened to you?" He asked as a scowl settled on his face. "Oh my face?" Emilia said, pretending like she was superised herself to see the briuses on her face. "I just fell into a ditch that's all!" She lied, w weak smile creeping into the corners of her lips. "You fell into a ditch?" Diego repeated, still observing her very closely. Diego could tell that she was lying. He was used to her lies already and ibly had to press on to get the truth out of her. He knew that whenever Emilia lied, it was either to protect herself or to protect someone else. It was obvious that the injury on Emilia's face was not as a result
Both men were ordered to be taken and locked inside the dungeon. The dungeon was still locked but they had managed to break the lock open and replace it with a new lock. "Sorry about this guys, but we hope that you don't die after Diego is done with you." The friends of the men said to them as they were being thrown into the dungeon and locked up like prisoners. "Darn it, Ethan, what the fuck have we gotten ourselves into?""We? You are on your own you dumb fool, you got us into this and now you have to figure out how to get us out of this mess!!" The other man bellowed at him."What are you yelling at me for Ethan?" The other man let out, his face creasing into a frown. "You misplaced the fucking keys to the dungeon and you let that stupid man escape from here!!""You know it wasn't my fault, Ethan, you were there when I woke up and couldn't find the keys anymore, I thought it must have been Emilia who took it but it wasn't her this time......""Hold it there!" Ethan said to the o