In a somber yet courageous tone, Charles continued to speak, his words heavy with a mixture of remorse and determination. "I know that this revelation will go a long way in helping the youth who have lost themselves, who have been entangled in the web of hard drugs, reckless behavior, and harmful influences that are not easily shaken off. I am fully aware that there is no hiding room for me, and I accept the fact that I deserve to be incarcerated for my involvement and cover-up in these nefarious activities. However, I feel a sense of relief in finally speaking out and addressing the truth openly to the world. I am immensely grateful to the individuals who have made it possible for this truth to be exposed. Their efforts and support are truly appreciated." Charles's voice carried a heavy weight of responsibility as he continued, expressing his intention to surrender himself for a rightful punishment as prescribed by the law. Understanding the importance of accountability, he acknowl
"What surprise are you talking about?" He demanded, his voice filled with a mix of curiosity and anticipation. His eyebrows furrowed slightly as he awaited an explanation, his eyes scanning the room for any clues."Just chill," he replied, a mischievous glint in his eyes, accompanied by a confident smile that played upon his lips. The corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a set of perfectly aligned teeth. It was clear that he was relishing in the mysteriousness of the situation, determined to keep his secret concealed until the right moment."Trust me," he continued, his voice reassuring yet tinged with excitement. "There's something extraordinary waiting for you, something that will leave you amazed. But before we can unveil this surprise, I need you to trust me and follow me to the station. I can sense their presence," he said, his gaze shifting towards the window as he mentioned "those people," his eyes narrowing as if trying to catch a glimpse of something or someone in the di
"You all are truly despicable," he uttered through gritted teeth, an evident disdain marking his face. "Crossing paths with beings like you is nothing short of repugnant." He paused, his eyes narrowing in a mixture of anger and satisfaction. "However, you should be well aware that your reign of deceit is coming to an end. Very soon, your facade of elegance and superiority will crumble, leaving you with nothing but a burned-out husk of a life. If I were the prosecutor overseeing this case, I would pass judgment swiftly and without mercy—death by hanging. Your mere presence disgusts me, and I eagerly await the day justice is served."With a final act of contempt, he spat in their direction, a visceral symbol of his disgust. Turning his back on them, he began to walk away with an air of quiet confidence. "Enjoy your supposedly peaceful existence for however long it may last," he sneered, his voice brimming with a chilling warning. "But don't even consider attempting to flee, for this pla
“Get your ass off there!” My mother-in-law screamed. And from her tone, it wasn’t so hard to sense another problem was brewing up.I looked up and observed the hills, listening to the sound of trees as their leaves sway happily in the wind. I love the sense of peace it brings to my troubled and haunted soul.But unfortunately, this isn’t the time for peace. My attention was suddenly drawn back to my wife, who was smoking from a stick of cigarettes. Her head was thrown back as she puffed out thick, dark smokes through her mouth and nostrils.“Have you washed the car, dumb head?” My mother-in-law barked at me, her voice sharp with impatience.I felt a pond forming in the pit of my stomach immediately she called me a dumb head, and I knew I was getting angry because I don’t like being called a dumb head.But there’s nothing I could do about it. It’s a nickname she’s chose for me, and it’ll stick with me until my death… After all, I’m an eyesore to everyone in this family.“I asked you a
Chapter 2“Father!!!” Susan called her father because she knows where this is heading, she knew it’s headed towards the direction that’s not in her favor.Mr. Clinton responded with a loud bang on the table, he narrowed his eyes and aimed a very harsh glare at me.What now? It’s not my fault that your daughter doesn’t want to have a baby – I mentally screamed.“How dare you yell at me? Have you lost it?” he was scolding his daughter, yet his eyes were on me. “Moreover, I wasn’t talking to you, I was talking to this bastard husband of yours”He stepped closer to me, I could feel his breath on my nose.“He doesn’t feel ashamed for not having a job, he to eats my food, I feed and cloth him and yet, he can’t even do the simplest job, he can’t get you pregnant!” he yelled in my face.He is blaming me for not having a job, he is blaming me for being worthless, and for not being able to impregnate his daughter who doesn’t even seem like she wants anything to do with me.Despite feeling unfai
Chapter 3Going deeper inside the bathroom, I was welcomed with my wife having sex with one of their company’s shareholders.I can’t describe how I felt, but I started having a stuffy feeling in my chest and I found it hard to breathe… My breath became ragged.It's a fake marriage, I know that, but we had an agreement, and it was clearly written in the contract that during the period of our fake marriage none of us was allowed to sleep with other people.I have always abide by the contract’s rules, and this is how she repays me? By cheating on me? How could she do this? How dare she?“What the fûck!!!” I wanted to roar, making sure the betrayal and anger I’m feeling none to them, but my voice failed me and it the words came out in a whisper.But Susan heard me. She snapped her head towards me with a deep frown, but didn’t stop riding her cheating partner.“How the fûck did you get here? What are you doing here?” Susan barked in rage.Her reaction surprised me to the core, like she was
CHAPTER 4STEPHEN’S POV“What did you just let out of that rickety mouth of yours?” Susan slurred despite the shocked look on her face.She’s apparently trying hard to give out the usual ‘boss lady’ demeanor, but her brows betrayed her. They trembled slightly, and that flickering moment, I couldn’t help but let out a smirk as I grew bolder and said the next words.“I don’t need your money anymore! It’s time I end my slavery! I can’t continue like this, ok? Go find another dog to put on your leach! It’s over!” I yelled out with all the boldness left in me, then I proceeded to push her away from myself.She staggered and would have fell hard if the car weren’t behind her to stop the fall. And I held her shoulders tightly, a new surge of boldness flowing in my bloodstream as my fingers almost dug into her skin.She was looking at me shockingly, but at the same time, she kept her alpha look intact, she’s not one who gets shaken easily anyway.“Get your filthy hands off me, vermin! You won
CHAPTER 5Saying the last statement that left my mouth was like breaking an ice that has stayed frozen for centuries. The shocked look on Mr. Clinton’s face was second time to none, a perfect replica of the one on his wife’s.They were both looking stupefied, but to say Susan was shocked would be an understatement, she’s beyond shocked, and she was the first to sprang up.“What are you talking about? Contract… Marriage… Not … Your… Baby? “The words fell out of her mouth senselessly, and the way she bit her lip hard after stuttering them showed she knew how foolish she just sounded.The cat has been let out of the bag, and there’s definitely no way to put this back together again.“What’s going on?” Mr. Clinton finally spoke, standing up slowly.He held his walking stick tighter with his right hand while his left hand removed his glasses, and he narrowed his eyes, seeking an answer from the two.“I just asked a question! What’s going on! Contract marriage? Not your baby? “ He yelled i
"You all are truly despicable," he uttered through gritted teeth, an evident disdain marking his face. "Crossing paths with beings like you is nothing short of repugnant." He paused, his eyes narrowing in a mixture of anger and satisfaction. "However, you should be well aware that your reign of deceit is coming to an end. Very soon, your facade of elegance and superiority will crumble, leaving you with nothing but a burned-out husk of a life. If I were the prosecutor overseeing this case, I would pass judgment swiftly and without mercy—death by hanging. Your mere presence disgusts me, and I eagerly await the day justice is served."With a final act of contempt, he spat in their direction, a visceral symbol of his disgust. Turning his back on them, he began to walk away with an air of quiet confidence. "Enjoy your supposedly peaceful existence for however long it may last," he sneered, his voice brimming with a chilling warning. "But don't even consider attempting to flee, for this pla
"What surprise are you talking about?" He demanded, his voice filled with a mix of curiosity and anticipation. His eyebrows furrowed slightly as he awaited an explanation, his eyes scanning the room for any clues."Just chill," he replied, a mischievous glint in his eyes, accompanied by a confident smile that played upon his lips. The corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a set of perfectly aligned teeth. It was clear that he was relishing in the mysteriousness of the situation, determined to keep his secret concealed until the right moment."Trust me," he continued, his voice reassuring yet tinged with excitement. "There's something extraordinary waiting for you, something that will leave you amazed. But before we can unveil this surprise, I need you to trust me and follow me to the station. I can sense their presence," he said, his gaze shifting towards the window as he mentioned "those people," his eyes narrowing as if trying to catch a glimpse of something or someone in the di
In a somber yet courageous tone, Charles continued to speak, his words heavy with a mixture of remorse and determination. "I know that this revelation will go a long way in helping the youth who have lost themselves, who have been entangled in the web of hard drugs, reckless behavior, and harmful influences that are not easily shaken off. I am fully aware that there is no hiding room for me, and I accept the fact that I deserve to be incarcerated for my involvement and cover-up in these nefarious activities. However, I feel a sense of relief in finally speaking out and addressing the truth openly to the world. I am immensely grateful to the individuals who have made it possible for this truth to be exposed. Their efforts and support are truly appreciated." Charles's voice carried a heavy weight of responsibility as he continued, expressing his intention to surrender himself for a rightful punishment as prescribed by the law. Understanding the importance of accountability, he acknowl
He took a deep breath, his eyes fixated on hers, as the weight of their gaze hung heavily in the air between them. The silence was broken as he scratched his head, a perplexed expression etched across his face. "Hmmm, what did I say?" he demanded, his voice filled with a mixture of confusion and concern."You were talking about Nathaniel," she replied, her voice trembling slightly. She leaned forward, clasping her hands together tightly. "Please, tell me, is she truly alive?" Her eyes pleaded for honesty, as if fearing the answer she might receive. "Please don't lie to me."The room fell uncomfortably silent, the tension evident. His hesitation seemed to stretch on for an eternity, as if grappling with the weight of the truth he held. Words seemed to momentarily elude him, his mind racing to find the right way to deliver the news. The air felt heavy, a sense of anticipation swirling in the atmosphere.Finally, with a heavy sigh, he began to speak. His voice held a gentle somberness, a
"I am just deeply worried about what will become of Charles," she expressed, her face etched with genuine concern. Her voice trembled as she continued, "He has always been so good to us, always trying to help. But there is another side to him, a real beast, that has taken numerous lives in the past."Pausing for a moment, she let out a heavy sigh. "However, he's changed now," she added, her voice laced with a mixture of hope and uncertainty. "I can see that he's making an effort to become a better person, to leave behind his dark past."Her companion listened intently, a furrow forming on his brow. "I understand your worries," he sympathetically responded. "We truly don't know what will become of him. Perhaps, it is best to allow nature to be the ultimate judge of his fate."Inhaling deeply, he exhaled slowly, contemplating the weight of the situation. The uncertainty hung heavy in the air as they pondered the unpredictable path that lay ahead for Charles."That's a good thing," they
Stephen's voice was filled with concern as he gently held her hands, his touch seeking to provide comfort and reassurance amidst the uncertainty that surrounded them. The weight of his words hung in the air, carrying with them an underlying worry for her safety and well-being."Babe, I don't think staying here is a good idea," he expressed, his voice laced with a hint of urgency. "I want you back home, where you'll be surrounded by loved ones who have genuinely missed you. It's difficult to witness you like this, caught in the web of these troubling times."As he spoke, she could see the genuine care he had for her reflected in his eyes. There was a longing for a return to a sense of normalcy, a yearning to see her smile once again without the weight of the world upon her shoulders.His voice carried a touch of sadness, as if he wished for the present circumstances to simply fade away, to bring about an end to the trials that had plagued them for far too long. Every word spoken held a
As she took a deep breath, gathering her courage, she slowly walked back towards the group of people, her heart pounding in her chest. To her surprise, Charles emerged moments later, moving quickly and efficiently to remove the lifeless body. The sight amazed her, and she couldn't help but feel a mix of admiration and gratitude for his swift actions.Relief washed over them all as the tension dissipated, replaced by a sense of shared relief and camaraderie. In that moment, they knew that the danger had passed, and they could finally relax and enjoy themselves.With the threat now vanquished, the atmosphere shifted, becoming light and joyful. Laughter and smiles spread among the group as they celebrated their victory. It was a time they had eagerly anticipated and worked hard for, and now it had finally arrived.The auspicious time they had been waiting for brought with it a sense of elation and fulfillment. It was a moment of triumph in their shared journey, a culmination of their str
The next day, at the upscale clubhouse, Charles found himself in the company of Mr. Clintons and the other members who had traveled from various cities to attend the event. The lively atmosphere buzzed with excitement as they indulged in merriment and engaged in discussions about their upcoming anniversary plans. It was clear that they were determined to make this celebration a grand affair, leaving no stone unturned in their pursuit of a memorable event.Despite his true intentions simmering beneath the surface, Charles maintained a subtle facade of cooperation. He mingled effortlessly, ensuring not to draw any suspicion or give away his true sentiments towards the group. It was crucial for him to blend in seamlessly, not allowing any indication of his dissent to jeopardize their plan.Following their discussions and finalizing the details, the group collectively decided to immerse themselves in the enjoyment they were accustomed to. Reveling in the luxuries afforded by the clubhouse
"So what do you think we can do to bring them down?" he demanded, his voice filled with determination. Taking a deep breath, he pondered the next steps in their plan."We need to obtain their fingerprint as evidence. With that crucial piece of information, we can ensure everything falls into place," he said, pulling out a sleek device from his pocket. The device gleamed in the dimly lit room, its purpose clear.Stephen, ever the strategist, chimed in with a suggestion. "Since you've been working closely with them, getting hold of their fingerprint shouldn't be too difficult for you. Use your access and influence to retrieve it discreetly."His words hung in the air, with the weight of their plan resting on their next move. The intensity in the room grew evident as they mapped out the intricate details, aware of the high stakes involved in taking down their formidable adversary.He paused for a moment, contemplating the difficulties they would face in obtaining the necessary fingerprin