Ever since Marco was a little boy, he had always looked up to his father. As a role model, his father was a true inspiration to him, teaching him the importance of hard work and determination.But Marco had always dreamed of meeting another role model, someone who he could admire and learn from. The person who Marco wanted to be when he grew up.This second role model was a British Mogul who owned a chain of companies across the world. Marco had read all about him in magazines and online, fascinated by his business acumen and global reach.Marco had watched all the interviews he had given to the public, every book published about him, Marco had read them all. He would often daydream about meeting him, imagining what it would be like to sit down and pick his brain.Marco knew it was all a dream, but he had wished several times that he could just sit down with the man and have dinner.Maybe he could teach Marco some of his tricks in business. Now, Marco had the money but he needed a
As soon as Anthony asked the question, Marco felt a wave of fear wash over him. He had been anticipating this moment for years, and now that it was finally here, he felt like he wasn't ready for it. For how long has he dreamed of sitting down like this with Anthony and getting down to serious talk?His father had no idea the kind of gift he has given him. Marco would never forget this ever.And to find out the man was his godfather, he felt like he was on the top of the world.He knew he had to answer honestly, but he was scared of what the consequences might be.So he took a deep breath and replied, "I'm proud of the fact that my father gave me a step forward, and I took the initiative to double it instead of just spending it. I think that shows a lot of responsibility and ambition." He answered."Is that so?" Anthony asked.Marco nodded, "It was hard being me in high school. I was alienated and bullied because I was poor."As he spoke, his voice trembled with nervousness. He felt l
Marco's eyes slowly opened as the sound of his alarm clock blared through his bedroom. He groggily stretched his arms and legs, feeling the warmth of his bed reluctantly slipping away from him. It was time to wake up and start a new day.After a quick yawn and stretch, Marco dragged himself out of bed and shuffled towards the bathroom, rubbing his eyes to wake himself up. He knew that a refreshing shower was the only way to shake off the drowsiness and get ready for school.As he stepped into the shower, the warm water cascaded over his body, sending a wave of relaxation through his tired muscles. The steam filled the room, and the sweet aroma of his shampoo filled his nostrils. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, feeling the water rush over his face.The shower was his sanctuary, the place where he could collect his thoughts and prepare for the day ahead. He took his time, lathering his body with soap and shampooing his hair. The feeling of the hot water hitting his skin w
Marco walked down the hallway towards his last class of the day, feeling relieved that the day was almost over. As he passed by an empty classroom, he paused when he heard voices coming from inside.Curiosity getting the better of him, he peeked inside and saw Raina and Chris standing face to face, their voices raised in a heated argument.Marco frowned, unsure of what was going on. Raina and Chris were not friends, but they tended to bicker and argue from time to time. But there was something off about this one. it looked too intense. He shrugged it off, assuming it was just one of their usual banter.Chris was always a dick, maybe he had done something and Raina wanted to tear him a new one.But Chris knew better than to upset Marco, after all the warnings he had received, he should know better.Marco left for his class. He could still hear people bustling about prom.For once in his life, Marco never thought he would ever go. He had already taken it off his mind but he had a secon
Marco felt his chest tighten with anger when he saw Chris casually chatting up the girls from earlier.They giggled and twirled their hair around with their fingers.Marco's head flashed back to the scene he saw today when Chris was arguing with Raina.Chris looked casual and carefree, unaware It was as if he didn't have a care in the world, despite what he had done.Marco's anger boiled over as he approached Chris, who turned to him with a nonchalant smile. "Hey man, what's up?" Chris said, clearly unaware of the fury brewing inside Marco.Marco swallowed his anger to the best of his ability. "Do you know what's going on with Raina? I've been looking for her all day and I can't find her anywhere." Marco asked as calmly as he could.Chris laughed it off, his eyes darting away from Marco's. "How should I know?" he said with a smirk. "I'm not her keeper."Marco felt his blood boil, but he took a deep breath and tried to stay calm. "Come on, man," he said, his voice rising slightly. "I
As Chris lunged forward, Marco stepped to the side and delivered a swift kick to his ribs. Chris grunted in pain, but he didn't go down. Instead, he swung his fist at Marco, who easily dodged it and landed a powerful punch to Chris's gut.The two boys circled each other warily, their eyes locked in a deadly stare. Marco knew that he was the better fighter, but he couldn't afford to underestimate Chris. He had to be careful, or he could end up getting hurt.Suddenly, Chris charged forward, throwing a flurry of punches at Marco. Marco ducked and weaved, avoiding the blows as he waited for an opening. When Chris's guard dropped for just a moment, Marco seized the opportunity and landed a brutal uppercut to Chris's jaw.Chris staggered backward, dazed and disoriented. Marco didn't give him a chance to recover, though. He charged forward, landing blow after blow on Chris's face and chest. Chris tried to fight back, but his punches were weak and ineffective.As the fight wore on, Marco'
Marco walked out of the principal's office in a daze. The words rang in his head. "Marco, I need to tell you something." the principal had said."What?" he asked.The principal was so serious and yet so sympathetic but the words that came out from his mouth were not the words Marco was expecting to hear."Chris and Raina are engaged," he said."What?" Marco asked quietly."It happened this morning, it was an arrangement between their fathers." the principal said.Marco did not bother to ask the principal how he knew all of this because he was finding it difficult to grasp.They were arguing because they were engaged? He couldn't believe it. He had always thought that he and Raina would end up together, but now he felt like he had been hit by a truck. Marco stood up and walked out of the principal's office, he could hear the man calling him but Marco felt weak to his bones.He stumbled down the hallway, his mind racing with a million thoughts. His heart was beating so fast that he f
Dahlia's heart pounded as she tumbled onto the pavement, her knees scraped and her palms burning with pain. She groaned, her eyes squinted shut, and her lips twisted into a scowl. She looked up just to see Marco zooming past with his car."Dick!" she yelled after him but all she could see was dust.She cursed him till she couldn't anymore. Her anger at him was justified."It's just a date, Marco. You could have said no instead of leaving me out here like a barbarian," she grumbled."Great, now I am talking to myself like a lunatic," she said as she rolled her eyes. Dahlia took out her phone and dialed Chris' number."Hey, did you get it?" she asked when he picked up."Yeah, I got it," Chris replied.Dahlia smirked, her anger simmering under the surface. "Good. Let's see how Marco likes it when he's the one left hanging.""You're not seriously going to do that, are you?" Chris asked, his voice laced with concern."Of course, I am," Dahlia replied, her fingers curling around her phone
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