Patrick closed the files in front of him and got up from the chair as he rushed into the toilet to ease himself. He adjusted the head of his belt when he got out of the toilet. He rushed towards the table and opened his briefcase before he took Reginald's personal file and placed it inside. "Is it necessary to take the file home, I only need his phone number." Patrick contemplated for a moment before he took the file back out and searched for Reginald's phone number. He took out his phone and copied the number into his phone before he kept his phone back on the table. He closed his suitcase and headed for the door—he was done for the day at the office already. He would Inform the secretary on his way out of the office to get the files that she had brought in and take them back to her office. "Hmm, hmm, I don't think that's a good idea." Patrick stopped to think. He couldn't afford to let anyone—not even the secretary have easy access to his office, which could be detrimental to h
Days felt like months and minutes; like hours in the dungeon that Ethan and Mike had been kept in. It seemed as if Diego had forgotten them in the dungeon, the day of reckoning lingering in the air like a plague. Ethan got up tiredly from the floor and did a little starch before he made his way to the gates and back. The hope that he had of escaping was hanging by a little thread. He had no idea when Diego was going to strike—as days went by, it seemed Diego was eventually going to have mercy on them but Ethan knew that was not the case. Diego was unpredictable but this case was an exemption. Ethan desperately wanted to know what Diego was up to. Could Diego be giving them time to escape? Ethan knew that was not the case. What if they would eventually escape and instead of sprinting Into freedom they were concocting more perils for themselves? "Why are you getting yourselves all worked up for?" Mike's voice boomed from behind Ethan, causing him to shut his eyes tightly and pinch
Andrew didn't have to think twice before he pressed down against his watch and summoned Valkyron. —master you summoned me— Valkyron let out as its screen hummed. "My daughter's missing, Valkyron!" Andrew said without allowing Valkyron to complete his sentence. "My daughter has gone missing, I...I was having this strange sensation all over my back...I went out to check what it was and when I came back...My daughter was gone, gone Valkyron, gone." Andrew let out in panic. "I have searched all over the place but I cannot find her anywhere. Where is she, Valkyron, please, I need to find my daughter!" Andrew cried out. —your daughter was taken, master—Andrew stopped crying and turned to look at the humming screen hovering beside him,"What do you mean my daughter was taken?!" Andrew let out in shock. —look out the window, master, she was taken by some men and they are still around here— Valkyron informed him. "What?!" Andrew let out, causing the people around to turn around and fi
Andrew hadn't believed that he would have been able to teleport back to the house with another human being, it would have been wonderful if he had taken his time to stop and think about it, but there was no time to waste anymore. "Daddy, you just...you just..." Dora couldn't seem to get her words out as she found themselves back in her room, she was still star-struck by what she had been a witness to. She looked around with widened eyes, surprised as to his they had gotten here so quickly. "Just stay here alright honey, I'm going to be right back!" Andrew let, apprehension evident in his voice as he spoke, how was he going to face his daughter now with what she had just seen him do? He knew that things between them would change by the time he got back and their relationship would probably be strained. "Daddy, where are you going to?" Dora asked, her brows creasing into a frown. "Just hold on. I know you have so many things to ask me, but just know that you do not have to be afra
Emilia had started to distance herself from Diego ever since she found out that somebody had tampered with his source of power. Emilia had at least expected him to assemble all of his goons just like the way he did when he realized that Andrew had gone missing, but he did not, which could only mean one thing—he did not suspect any of them, and anytime soon, he would come to confront her about it because it seemed to her like he had an idea that she knows who had or must have been the one to breach the walls of where Diego's powers lay. Just as Emilia had thought, that evening when Diego got back from wherever he went, he came over and sat across from her, staring at her with an intent gaze. Emilia swallowed as she tried to ignore Diego's intense gaze on her. When she mustered the courage to finally look up at him, she was met by a pair of eyes that seemed to bore deep into her soul as if wanting to uncover every secret that lay beneath Emilia's cloak. Emilia found herself sweating
"Diego please, I beg of you—you're scaring me!" Emilia let out, trying to get away from him. She was not only scared for her life but was extremely embarrassed that she had to expose herself this way in front of Diego. This was not the first time that Diego would see her naked body but this time was different. She was now ashamed of the same body that she had once taken pride in. "I'm scaring you? If you think this is scary, then you have not seen anything yet!" Diego said sternly to her which only made Emilia scared to the core. "Diego, please, just let me go out something on; I'm cold," Emilia said, pretending to shiver slightly. Diego was about to say something when he paused to look at Emilia. The anger that he felt Inside had been quenched by what had had just said. "You feel cold?!" He asked with genuine concern etched in his voice. "Yes, I am; I need to cover up, Diego... please!" Emilia let out, knowing that she had hit the right core. "Let me get something for you to c
Andrew materialized in front of the car, stunning the men even more. There was a look of dread on both men's faces as they backed away from Andrew. "What the heck are you?!" One of the men screamed while pointing a finger at him. "I am your worst nightmare!" Andrew replied in a low and dangerous tone, they had no idea of what they were about to face, Andrew was going to make sure that he dealt with them until they become unrecognisable. "Stay away from us." The other man let out. Andrew looked around the area, it seemed they were in the middle of nowhere—that was perfect for Andrew, he could be in a place where he could use his powers to the extreme and not raise an alarm amongst passerby. "I'm afraid that won't be possible. You touched one of the people most precious to my heart and now, I'm going to make you pay." Andrew seethed with hate. "You jerk, you think we're afraid of you?!" Both men already had their fists rolled into balls, ready to take a swing at Andrew. They did
The rays of sun filtered in through the windows and rested on Patrick's face. He groaned and used his forearm to shut the sun out from his face. "Ugh, I don't want to wake up now, mum!" He said from his sleep and grudgingly stood up. He had not realized where he was until he placed a foot on the floor and felt something sting him underneath his foot, and a sharp pain followed immediately. "Ouch!" He shrieked and looked down on the floor. He was surprised to see broken pieces of a bottle scattered all over the floor, a portion of the floor filled with the dried-up liquid that had poured onto it. "How did all of this get here?!" He asked and then, the memories from last night started coming to him slowly. "Ah geez!" He let out when he could recall everything that happened from last night. Blood was already sprawling out of his leg and soon the floor was filled with his blood. The scent of fresh blood, dried vomit, and Alcohol filled his nostrils and made him gag. "Shit, I've got