Raina tried so hard to hide her blush. She had seen the way Marco looked at her.She was grateful that she had chosen the right outfit for the dinner.She had contemplated what to wear and almost gave up but seeing the way his eyes lingered on her, she was happy she made the right choice.Raina followed him out and he walked to his car. She locked the door and turned to face him when she did a double take."Marco," She let out a gasp as she saw the car.It was a beautiful piece."let's get to dinner first," Marco told her.He could see the questions already in her eyes as soon as she saw the car."I will explain everything once we get there," he assured her.Raina nodded her head as he guided her to the car."Thank you," she said once she was settled comfortably in the passenger's side.Marco walked to his side and got in the car."You okay?" he asked Raina to make sure she was comfortable.The drive to the restaurant was silent but in a good way.The only sound that could be heard wa
Marco had been looking forward to dining in this part of town and he was glad he had someone to share this experience with. He had made a reservation at one of the most expensive restaurants in the town and he was glad they had dressed up for the occasionAs they entered the restaurant, the hostess greeted them with a warm smile. "Good evening, welcome to Le Chateau. Do you have a reservation?" she asked."Yes, under the name Marco," he replied, trying to hide his nervousness.The hostess checked her list and then directed them to a table in the center of the dining room.Marco took a deep breath and followed the matron through the restaurant, he grabbed Raina by the arm as he took in the ambiance of the place. The low lighting, soft music, and elegant decor added to his already growing sense of unease.As they approached a table, Marco noticed a woman sitting alone, sipping on a glass of wine. Her long brown hair cascaded down her back, and her green eyes sparkled in the dim light.
"Honestly, I had fun tonight," Raina said to break the silence."Me too, I have always wanted to visit that restaurant. I am glad they didn't disappoint." Marco said.It was one of the places he put down that he wanted to try alongside other interesting places."So you have other places you want to try?" she asked him.Marco nodded, "Come on, Raina. When I was poor, I looked on as people went to the places I couldn't afford to go. This is like a second chance for me if you think about it." He turned to look at her."I am glad I can afford to go anywhere I want now. It's a dream come through for me," he said.Raina smiled at him, "I understand.""So, what is the deal with you and Dahlia, is she still bothering you?" she asked.Marco groaned and Raina laughed."I don't get her. Why is she acting like that? I want nothing to do with her." Marco admitted."At first, I didn't get why she was acting like that. it was weird for me but now, I can see why." Raina said as she wiggled her brows.
As Marco drove away from Raina's apartment, his mind was filled with a swirl of emotions. He couldn't shake the feeling of happiness that had settled over him during their date. Being with Raina had felt easy and natural, and he found himself thinking about her more and more as he drove.But as he turned onto his house and pulled into his driveway, his thoughts turned to more practical matters. He had a dentist appointment in the morning and he needed to get some rest. Pushing his emotions aside, he got out of the car and walked towards his front door.As he unlocked the door and stepped inside, he was struck by a sudden feeling of loneliness. His home was quiet and empty, and he couldn't help but feel a pang of longing for someone to share it with.He shook his head, chiding himself for being so sentimental. He had always been a loner, his broke nature did not allow people to closer to him.And after what Dahlia did to him, he thought he was done with relationships.But something a
Marco woke up early and decided to make breakfast. He walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, scanning the shelves for something to eat. His eyes fell on a carton of eggs, and he decided to make himself an omelet. He reminded himself to go get groceries.His fridge was almost empty.He cracked three eggs into a bowl and whisked them together with a fork. He added a splash of milk and a pinch of salt, then poured the mixture into a hot pan. He watched as the eggs began to cook, slowly firming up and turning golden brown around the edges.As the omelet cooked, Marco scrolled through his phone in search of something to catch his attention.As Marco sat down to eat his omelet, his phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was David calling."Hey, David," he said, putting the phone to his ear."Morning, Marco. Listen, I just wanted to remind you that the meeting with Raina's father is at 10 am sharp. You need to be there on time," David said.Marco felt a surge of panic ri
Marco stepped out of the meeting room, feeling drained and exhausted. It had been a long day of talking and listening and he couldn't wait to go home and relax.As he made his way to the parking lot, he pulled out his phone and checked his messages. He noticed a missed call from his father and a feeling of worry formed in his stomach. He dialed his father back, but no one picked up.Marco shook his head and got into his car. He turned on the radio and found some soothing music to calm his nerves. As he drove out of the parking lot and onto the highway, he felt his thoughts drifting to the meeting.He couldn't keep the smile off his face, he had a feeling it went well and he couldn't start seeing the results of his investments.He was happy he got to see the smile on Raina's face when he signed that contract. Everything worked out. He got to his house and packed his car.Marco stepped into his house, relieved to finally be home after a long day. He had barely taken off his shoes wh
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
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