They stared at each other before Marco held the door."Come in," he said.Raina walked inside his room, wringing her fingers nervously."I'm sorry, Marco. I shouldn't have accused you of anything without any evidence. I just got jealous sometimes."Raina sat down on the couch beside him. "I do trust you, Marco. I just get so scared sometimes. I don't want to lose you."Marco put his arm around her and pulled her close. "You're not going to lose me, Raina. I love you too much to let that happen."They faced each other, their hands clasped tightly together. The tension between them had dissipated, but there was still a palpable sense of unease in the air.Raina looked up at Marco, her eyes brimming with tears. "I'm sorry, Marco. I shouldn't have said those things to you. I let my emotions get the best of me, and I didn't mean any of it."Marco squeezed her hand reassuringly. "It's okay, Raina. I understand. We all have moments where our emotions get the best of us."Raina bent her head
"What do you mean you failed?" Chris yelled at Dahlia.Dahlia lowered her head in shame as Chris reprimanded her. He stood glaring at her Dahlia got scared for a second."I-I'm sorry, Chris. What's the problem?" Dahlia stammered, trying to sound calm and composed."The problem is that you had one job, Dahlia. ONE JOB! And you couldn't even do that right!" Chris's voice boomed throughout the room, and Dahlia could see the veins bulging in his neck.Dahlia's mind raced as she tried to think of a way to explain her mistake. She knew that Chris was right and that she had let him down. And there was no excuse for her failure.As he said, she had just one job and she couldn't do it right."I know, Chris. I messed up. I'm sorry," Dahlia said her voice barely above a whisper."Sorry? Sorry doesn't cut it, Dahlia. We had a plan. A plan you were supposed to follow and you failed. Do you consider how serious this is? Or has love made you soft?" Chris continued to shout, his face turning red wi
As Marco slowly opened his eyes, the first thing he noticed was the blinding sunlight streaming in through the window. He groaned, feeling the warm light wash over his face and saturate the room with its golden hue. He closed his eyes again."Wakey wakey, sleepy head," Raina whispered to Marco.Marco stirred on the bed, his eyes fluttered open as he stared into Raina's eyes. His lips curved into a smile."Hello beautiful," he said.Raina smiled as she leaned down to kiss him. Marco eagerly accepted her kiss.He sat up on the bed, leaning against the headboard."This is a great way to wake up." he grinned."Right?" Raina asked.She hopped on the bed, looking at him with heart in her eyes."Want anything?" she asked.Marco shook his head at her, "I am not sure."Marco stood up from the bed, he felt a rush of energy course through his body. He couldn't wait to start his day, and he was eager to make the most of every moment. He glanced over at the clock on the nightstand, which read
Raina opened her mouth to offer some sort of explanation but nothing came out.She struggled with what to say, her eyes darted out looking for any sort of escape but there was nothing."I don't know. Probably Chris being himself and torturing me." she shrugged.Her heartbeat accelerated as she prayed for Marco to believe her but he just stared passively at her."You guys are close for him to be torturing you?" Marco asked her calmly.Raina shrugged not knowing what to say again.Marco handed her the phone and took him, he only shook his head before walking upstairs.Raina sighed to herself, she followed him up the stairs muttering to herself about how stupid she was."Marco, let me explain," she said as she opened the door.Marco spared her a glance, "There is nothing to explain." he said calmly."Please..." she whispered helplessly.Marco reached into his closet to grab his pants, and he shrugged them on."Raina, there is no explanation necessary. I have to go," he said as he buttoned
Marco’s heart was pounding as he sat in his car, staring at the car in front of him that had just hit him.He couldn’t believe what had just happened. He opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out. He closed his mouth again and took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.His hands were shaking as he reached for the brakes, but he managed to stop the car before the other vehicle hit it again. He looked around, trying to make sense of what had just happened. It was raining heavily, and he could barely see anything through the windshield. The raindrops were hitting the glass so hard that they sounded like bullets.He squinted his eyes and tried to focus on the car in front of him. He could see its taillights, but nothing else. He felt a lump in his throat as he wondered what he was going to do. He had never been in an accident before, and he didn’t know how to handle the situation.He looked around, trying to see if anyone was watching him, but the rain made it imp
Marco's mouth dropped in shock at the sight of Kelvin. It had been years since he had last seen his old friend, and he couldn't believe that he was standing right in front of him."Kelvin?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.Kelvin turned to face him, his expression one of confusion as he looked at Marco. "Do I know you?" he asked."It's me, Marco," Marco replied, his voice trembling slightly.Kelvin's smile grew as he recognized his old friend. "No way," he said, stepping closer to Marco.Marco laughed as they shook hands, the shock of seeing Kelvin beginning to wear off. "It's me," he repeated, feeling a wave of nostalgia wash over him."How long has it been? Five years?" Kelvin asked, looking at Marco with a mix of excitement and disbelief."I guess. You left without so much as a goodbye," Marco replied, feeling a twinge of hurt as he remembered the day Kelvin had left."It just happened, you know that. I didn't mean for it to happen like that. You know I wouldn't go withou
"Marco I am talking to you." Raina snapped.Marco rubbed the back of his head, he didn't have time for this confrontation. That's not why he came home."Raina, not now," he said."Yes now, I have been calling you. I called David to ask him and he said you didn't show up. Where the hell have you been?" she said.Marco could see that she was fuming but he was too exhausted to say anything."We can talk about it later, I am tired." He made his way around her to go upstairs but she blocked him.Raina's eyes widened with fury. "Don't you dare brush me off like that? You've been acting weird since you saw that message from Chris and I'm tired of it. I want to know where you've been and what you've been doing."Marco let out a sigh, his patience wearing thin. He couldn't believe he was being blamed right now.He simply stared at Raina, urging his temper not to control him. "As I said earlier, I don't have time for this and we can talk later."Raina shook her head in disbelief. "That's bulls
Marco was upstairs in the room after the fight they just had. He sat on the edge of the bed, his head in his hands. He felt drained and exhausted, but he couldn't shake off the anger that was still boiling inside of him.He heard Raina come upstairs, but he didn't turn to look at her. He didn't want to deal with her right now.He could hear her arranging something but he was too tired to care. He would deal with her later"Marco," she said softly, approaching him cautiously. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you."But Marco didn't respond. He just sat there, his fists clenched, trying to hold back the rage that threatened to consume him.Raina sat down next to him, her hand resting lightly on his shoulder. "Please, talk to me. What's wrong? I want to help you."But Marco couldn't find the words to express how he was feeling. All he could do was shake his head and try to control his breathing.Raina moved closer to him, wrapping her arms around him. "I love you, Marco. I'm here for y
The grand decorations adorned the ballroom with an air of regal elegance as if it were a fairy tale brought to life. The theme of the night was none other than royalty, and every corner of the ballroom was beautifully adorned with twinkling lights, cascading flowers, and royal insignia.Transporting everyone into a world of fantasy and dreams.All eyes were drawn to Marco and Lily as they stepped into the hall. They looked good and on the theme. They made for a truly captivating sight as if they had stepped out of a storybook. The music played, Marco's eyes locked with Lily's, and he couldn't resist the opportunity to seize the moment. With a playful glint in his eye, he adopted a charming British accent, saying, "May I have the honor of this dance, my lady?" Lily giggled."Why, of course, kind sir," Lily replied, mimicking the accent, her laughter like sweet music to his ears. She placed her delicate hand in his outstretched arm, and together, they gracefully made their way to
"When I tell you that you are crazy, believe me," Lily mumbled.She rested her head against the headrest and covered her eyes with a sleeping mask.Marco grunted and did the same, it was going to be a long flight.Marco and Lily's flight touched down at the bustling airport, and they both let out a sigh of relief. Stepping off the plane, Marco felt the warm breeze of London enveloping them, and excitement filled his nostrils.Lily, with a slight yawn, turned to Marco and said, "You know, after this long flight, we should go rest a little before we go to the big house."Marco, however, seemed hesitant. "I understand that you need rest, Lily, but I need to take care of it now. If we get it done quickly, we can then relax and have a great time leading up to the prom back home."Lily smiled understandingly, knowing how important it was for him to come here. "Alright, I get it. Let's do what we need to do first, and then we can enjoy ourselves without any worries."They collected their
"What the hell is going on here?" The voice bellowed startling Marco from sleep, he gazed with sleepy eyes into the eyes of Anthony.Marco looked around him and discovered that Lily was still sleeping with the sheet covered but it would take a fool not to guess what they had done.He sighed, not making a move."I believe I asked a question," Anthony said."You know we live together, were you expecting something else?" Marco asked.He got up gently, thankful he had slept with his boxers.He put on his shorts and headed downstairs, well aware that Anthony was following behind."Marco," the man questioned.Marco went to the fridge and took out a bottle of water."I am talking to you, boy."Marco leveled him with a bored look, "What do you want?"Anthony stepped towards him in a threatening manner."I told you how I felt about sleeping with my daughter.""Was this before or after you shot my dad?" Marco asked. Anthony stood there, his eyes locked onto Marco, his mouth hung wide open in
Marco said nothing.He just stared at Lily wide-eyed."You what?" he asked.Lily shrugged, "I thought we could sit down and talk about us when this is all over but the issue with my father is hanging over my head."Marco took a step closer, "Lily,""No, hear me out."Marco kept mute and just listened, Lily took a deep breath."I love my father, I do but what he did is unforgivable. I am not going to lie that I will be sad if you kill him but I understand.""So you will hate me?"Lily shook her head, "I will be sad but like I said, I understand."Marco nodded.Lily stretched out her hand again, this time Marco took it and they went home. "Stay here, Marco," Lily said, her voice trembling slightly. "I need to grab something from upstairs."Marco nodded, trying to hide his anxiety. He trusted Lily's decision, but this situation was unlike anything he had ever experienced. He had no idea what to do.As she disappeared up the stairs, he was left alone with his thoughts and the haunting s
Marco sat alone at the dimly lit bar, his fingers wrapped tightly around a glass of amber liquid. The scent of alcohol filled his nose and calmed him, the chatter and laughter of the other patrons. But Marco was lost in his world of turmoil, his heart pounding in his chest like a drum.The bar was his refuge now, a place where he could drown his sorrows and numb the pain that was gnawing at him. The whiskey burned his throat, but he welcomed the sensation, hoping it would distract him from the storm raging inside. His thoughts were a chaotic whirlwind of anger, fear, and desperation, threatening to consume him completely. Tonight, everything reached a boiling point, and Marco felt like he was losing control.He glanced around the bar, observing the carefree smiles on the faces of others. Envy gnawed at him. Why couldn't he be like them? Why couldn't he let go of his anger and simply enjoy the moment? But the darkness within him refused to let go, gripping his heart like a vice.
A bang woke Marco up from sleep.All the shopping yesterday had worn him out. It was worth it.Seeing the smile on Lily's face made him happy.He rubbed his eyes all weary from sleep, and looked around to wonder what jolted him awake.Marco could have sworn he heard a bang.He stood up and padded to the door thinking Lily was knocking, when he opened the door, there was no one there.He took the stairs to check the front door, switching on the lights at the same time.He turned on the porch lights and frowned when he noticed an envelope lying on the floor."What the hell?" he muttered to himself.He looked around before he picked it up. He slammed the door shut.Lily came out of her room, rubbing her eyes."what's going on?" she asked."Fuck if I know," he muttered to himself.Lily came down the stairs and looked at the envelope."What's in it?""Lily, I just picked it up. Haven't gotten a chance to see it yet."Lily ripped the envelope open and let out a sigh, "It's a flash drive.""
*Flashback*With the drink in hand and a frown on his face, the boss looked like the epitome of business.A call had woken him up this morning, the voice on the other end asking for a meeting. The boss had frowned.He didn't set up any meetings and there was no plan for one.He had questioned the caller but wasn't the least suspicious because the caller he knew very well. He took a shower and prepared for the impromptu meeting. While showering, he remembered his son and decided to give him a call later because they were yet to talk.He had a cheque to give his son but he hasn't gotten the chance to. He wanted to talk to his son about his move to London and now stoked he was.They could finally be together and be an empire just like he had envisioned.Boss hummed a tune he knew all too well, he had a brooding feeling in his belly but he didn't want to dwell on it.Lots of things go wrong in his line of business but he had no reason to fear.Anthony was his best friend and he had his ba
Chris paced the floor, almost wearing a hole in it. The movement made Raina so dizzy."Would you stop doing that?" she snapped.Chris turned to her sharply, "Are you mad? You are the cause of all this.""How? Forgive me for trying to rectify your mistakes." Raina yelled."My mistakes? You are the one who went to confront Marco.""Yes only because I believed your lies."Chris laughed, "Oh don't act so innocent in all of this, you were there through it all. You played a part in it too."Raina gaped at him, "You are such a bastard."Chris laughed again, "I know, isn't that why you stuck with me? The bastard who gave you everything you needed."Raina glared at him, unable to believe he was telling the truth.She had come back here after Marco had left her speechless.Unable to believe the look on his face when he told her off. She was guilty but what made her so irritated was him being strong.She always assumed he would always be the same starry-eyed boy that adored her and looked at he
"So, what kind of dress are you looking for?" Marco asked, glancing at Lily's reflection in the dressing mirror."I want something elegant and timeless, but also a little unique. I'd love a dress that makes me feel like a princess," Lily replied, a dreamy look in her eyes.Marco rolled his eyes, "Fucking bull." he said.Lily scoffed."I need you to make the right decisions today," she said."Lily, I swear I am trying but I am tempted to let you go to the ball looking like a half-wit."She pouted, "That's mean.""So is dragging a man out to go shopping with you.""Well suck it up, I have no other friends and you will do the trick."Mars sighed, there was no winning for him, he has lost this battle.From when Lily dragged him out of the house, he has been grumbling about unfair life is to him, she has shushed him each time he heard him.Marco willed himself to get into it. Lily looked excited and he guessed he should be too since she was doing this for him. The first boutique they visit