Daniel and Christian had been invited to the DeVille's house for breakfast. They had been quite surprised when the invite came to them through a message from Fabio. Daniel was very reluctant, having intimate relationships with a family under investigation was a no go for him. He didn't want to be clouded by his emotions other than logical facts. And damn, that family was filled with good looking people. From the women and even to the men. And his very bisexual self cannot deal with such. Maybe that was the real reason he was avoiding that family. On the other hand, his partner and best friends were stoked to be invited to breakfast. They were anticipating the whole deal and even got themselves nice outfits for the very simple occasion. Daniel felt they were obviously doing too much. "Why do you think the suddenly invited us?" Daniel asked from the driver's seat as he started the car. Christian was beside him on the passenger seat and Fabio was at the backseat. They were glued
After texting Kraig all night and the first thing in the morning, Wynn had felt the pressing feeling of fatigue. She was unable to get up from her bed to perform simple tasks, and neither could she even attempt to indulge in the daily necessities, like taking a bath and brushing her teeth. A knock came from her door. "Come in!" She yelled from her bed. The door opened slowly as if the person turning the doorknob was unsure or terrified. It amused Wynn, for a moment she hoped the person was Kraig. But then Leah appeared. Her smile dropped. However, Leah's smile arose, quite widely at that. Not only was she smiling, she also giggled, "hi, I'm so sorry". As she walked to the bed, she was accompanied by the pungent smell of alcohol. Wynn scrunched her nose and looked away. This explained a lot. Wynn sat up on her bed, resting against the headboard as she watched her step sister walk to the edge on her bed in very confusing steps. Wynn's eyes did not leave her even for a split s
Kraig kept his eyes pinned on Daniel as he waited for his question to be replied. He had guessed that Wesley was not the real Damont because he jad lived with Wesley, he had seen for himself hkw troubled Wesley was. However, this detective who only knew Wesley's corpse had been abke to guess that kt wasn't the reak Wesley. Indeed, Kraig's interest was piqued. However, the man he asked a question djdnt seem like he was able tk give an answer. Kraig had noticed the look of concern his friends had been throwing to him whixh made hkm wonder if the man was sick some where. In actuality, this was the first time his focus was oinned on Daniel. Rhe people he had his foxus on before were Christian and Fabio. He liked how comely christian seemed. He liked the calmness in him and how he seemed like the one who was abke to clam a storm. As for Fabio, it was mainly because he had been there when Wesley died and as such, Kraig fekt a weird familiarity to him. But Daniel was different. He w
Mr DeVille felt as if his heart was being ripped from his chest. It felt somewhat like a heart attack but it was much mkre different because, the feeling was nice. He liked the fact that his heart was threatening to fall out of his chest. But then suddenly his lips were separated from what was making him feel that way and he knew that if he didn't do that thing again, then he would never feel alive. Yes, this was the first time he has felt alive in years and it just so happened that he felt this way for the woman who had been scammed by hjs fake grandson. It almost fekt as if it was a very decent feeling, something that fate brought to his path. "I'm sorry," she freaked out, "I shouldn't have done that, I'm so sorry". She was freaking out, about to turn around and walk out of the bed room. Mr DeVille did not know where the strength came from, he immediately rose from the bed and grabbed her wrist. Jade turned to look at him and a smile spread across her face. However, it wasn't
Camille was frowning at her daughter who stood on the kitchen aisle with her. After she had showed her face in Wynn's room, Camille had dragged her by th ears and brought her to the kitchen. Wynn jad bee yelling ad asking her to stop but Camille fekt that she was the one who gave birth to Leah and so she could scold her daughter anyhow she feels. Leah was still dressed in her clubbing attire and as she stood in the kitchen aisle, she had hee head bent down. The alcohol was still in her system and it wasn't reflecting itself through rage but rather humility. Creepy to say the least. "Where were you?" "I heard you say thst you saw me keave for the club, so why do you still ask?" Camille growled, "what is your problem?!" She yelled, "why are you ruining things for me? I am trying to get you annamsing life but you intend on ruining it with your fucking stupid bullshit". "How is living my life bullshit?" "What jf you get pregnant?" Camille asked, "what are you going to do?" "I'
"What?" Jade stared blankly at her. Carolene appeared to be quite serious, she wven went further to repeat her request: "I said, prove it. Go get your family's company". Jade frowned and placed her habds on her waist, "and why do I have to prove anything to you?" Carolene shook her heas and took a step closer to jade, "you're not proving anything to me, you're proving it to yourself". Jade laughed, "is that all you can do? Try this godforsaken way to manipulate me?" "Who said anything about trying to manipulate you?" Carolene fixed her gaze on her. Her eyes never left jade's own not even for a moment. The intensity of that stare made jade somewhat speechless. For the second time in less than thirty minutes, Carolene had renderes her speechless. She didn't know what that means but she hoped it meant nothing. "I have nothing to talk to you about" she successfully managed to say and then walk out of the room. "I have an offer for you!" Carolene yelled, stopping jade in her track
Juan sat in the questioning room, there was a deep frown on his face, not only because he was sitting in a confined room alone, but also that his stomach was rumbling. He has not had dinner before he was brought out of the house. He was angry and starving. Finally the door opened and christian walked inside. He was sort of grateful that it was the cool one that came in and not the other one. He watched how Christian sat down onbte opposite side of the table as they began to stare at each other in silence. Christian broke the eye contact with a smile. "I know you're…" "I'm not saying anything without my lawyer" Juan said. Christian had exoected such reaction, "yourethere fir two reasons; one to help us with this murder case and then then two is because you had aided the kidnapping of Wesley Damont. And I dojt your lawyer can help considering you admitted to the crime yourself". Juan's frown deepened. Seeing that his mouth had been seaked shut, Christian smiled and then cont
Janice and her husband were dumbfounded when their daughter had just told them about everything that was happening in her life. All they remembered was sending their daughter away on a honeymoon after her marriage with the heir of the DeVille empire. This turn of events their daughter had told them about was a lot of things and unexpected was one of them. For one, the man she married turned out to not be the heir and was actually just the nephew of the old man. And then, he died. And what happened next was too much for them. The man they gave their daughter to turned out to not be the real nephew and was actually some hippie who did plastic surgery and now looked like something else. Janice, who was on a sabbatical from alcohol, didn't know when she drank from her daughter's glass and downed it in one go. Her husband, Stan, was more level headed. He took his daughter's hand into his own and after gently rubbing, he gave it a light squeeze. "I'm so sorry you went through this alo