Marco looked at the time on his wristwatch, he saw that it was past 1 am."shit!" he swore as he walked faster to his apartment. He had lost track of time when he was helping Raina clean. They must have spent a lot of time talking and bonding.It felt good. Marco could use a friend right now. After his altercation with Chris, things were bound to get worse for him in school.He had chosen the wrong moment to be brave, He knew his life would be hell from here on.Raina was cheering for him while he was dreading going to school to face them. But for once, it was kind of good to have her smile at him for his bravery.Marco rubbed a hand down his weary face, he was tired and he wanted to sleep, the events of the day wearing down on him.The party scene wasn't his, he hated the crowd of judgemental people. But all in all, he was glad that he showed up for his friend.Seeing the smile on her face made the events memorable for him. The streets were dark with only the streetlight as the only s
Marco yawned for the umpteenth time since the meeting started. They said so many things that he couldn't keep up plus he was hungover and still hungry.He just sat there and pretended to listen when all he wanted to do was go home and fall on his bed before falling into a deep sleep.Marco sat in the stiff leather chair, his eyes glazed over as the bankers around him continued to drone on and on about interest rates, investments, and stock market trends. His stomach growled, but he dared not interrupt the monotonous conversation to ask if there was any food available.He was late for the meeting and if he asked that now, he would be considered irresponsible the last thing Marco wanted to do was give them something to talk about.As much as he tried to concentrate on what was being said, his mind kept drifting to other things. Specifically, he couldn't stop thinking about doing an apartment hunt, listening to them made him realize that if he was going to invest in properties and stocks
Marco was almost close to licking his plate. He had to demand another course on the menu just because the chef had him moaning over his dish.He was savoring each bite of his meal. The flavors were exquisite, the presentation was impeccable, and the ambiance was perfect. However, his enjoyment was interrupted when he noticed the matron giving him a disapproving look. Marco could feel her eyes burning into him, and he knew that she was judging him.He paid her no attention as he went back to finishing his meal, he had no business with her.As he finished his meal, he felt a presence looming over him.Marco looked up and found an older man with a warm smile looking at him."Hello," Marco greeted."Good evening, sir," the man greeted him warmly. "Who are you?" Marco asked.The man's smile faded a bit but it bounced back as he regarded Marco, "your father didn't tell you about me, did he?"Marco shook his head."I am the owner of this restaurant, my name is Greenwich. Your family has bee
Marco stood in front of his apartment building, staring blankly at it, his mind still ringing from the news his landlord had given him. He couldn't believe it. He never expected those two would take it too far, they had no idea if he was in there or not, and if he was, he would have gotten seriously hurt.The thought angered Marco so much that he found himself shaking with rage. He wasn't going to take action but he was going to make them regret crossing him.As he stood there lost in thought, his phone rang, and he looked at it. It was his father, and Marco figured that the landlord had already told him everything. He didn't want to make his father more worried but he figured that the man wouldn't rest till he was sure everything was fine with him."Marco, what happened? Are you okay? I heard what happened. Were you hurt?" his father asked, his voice laced with concern."I didn't want to worry you, Dad," Marco replied, his voice barely above a whisper."Son, I'm your father. You sh
As Marco pulled into the school car park in his gleaming white Rolls-Royce, the other students couldn't help but stare. Some of them even stopped mid-conversation to gawk at him, their whispers growing louder as he parked the car and stepped out."Isn't that Marco?" someone whispered."Wow!" another said.Marco's grin was wide as he made his way toward the school entrance, enjoying the attention he was receiving. He knew he looked good, and the Rolls Royce only added to his already impressive image.But he couldn't wait to see the look on the trio's faces as he passed them, they should know not to mess with him.He didn't want to come with all this in the first place but he decided to throw caution into the wind and be spontaneous for once, his father encouraged him to live the life that he didn't get the chance to.The whispers continued as he walked through the halls of the school, his classmates staring at him in disbelief. Marco could feel their envy and jealousy radiating toward
Marco walked off with a smile on his face. He didn't dare glance back at them.Not when they would be looking to see if he was bluffing. He wasn't, he was dead serious about locking them up. If they look at him with evil intent in their eyes then there would be hell to pay.He got to class and took his seat at the back, he had just brought out his book when he felt someone nudging him.Marco looked up to find Raina staring at him with a look of disapproval on her face, he gulped."H, hey Raina." Marco stuttered.Raina tapped her foot against the tiles as she glared at Marco."Hey Raina?" she asked, stepping closer."Hey, Raina? That's all I get?" She asked again.Marco had already broken out in a sweat as he struggled with what to say."Nothing to say?" She prompted.Marco looked around to see people staring at them, they were invested in what he had to say and for some reason, it bothered him.He reached out and grabbed her hand, pulling her out to the hallway. He ignored her as she k
"Come on, let's get to class." Raina nudged Marco from his thoughts.Marco shrugged and followed Raina as she walked away, he shook his head and gathered his thoughts. He cleared his head and walked into class.Marco sat at his desk, his mind wandering far from the classroom. He felt a restlessness stirring within him, a longing for something more than the monotony of his daily routine.The need to switch it up was coming and all Marco could do was embrace the changes when they come. The teacher's voice became a distant hum, barely registering in Marco's mind as he focused on his thoughts.The teacher was making noise about some war that happened back in the day. Marco didn't want any part of whatever war, he didn't even like violence.As Raina scribbled notes in her notebook beside him, he stared at her, she appeared to be paying attention to the teacher.Each time he thought about who his person was, the one person he could talk to freely or would take the person's advice.Someone,
Marco drove down the street, his mind preoccupied with the thought of throwing a house party. Seeing as he had just moved into his new house, the idea of inviting people over and having a great time sounded like a perfect way to break into the new space. He had no neighbors and he was glad nobody would call the police on him if he wanted to put the music on full blast.He had just a few months before he leaves high school and enters the real world, going out there alone was scary, and he needed someone.Someone he could talk about these things with, who understands what it means to be ambitious and daring. Who has integrity but sadly, he knows nobody with that characteristics?Tim would have been a perfect example but it was clear that Tim would abandon Marco in a heartbeat if he met people he thought were better.Marco felt bad, so many times Tim had tried to apologize but he ignored him, he didn't need that kind of person in his life.Not with their awful personality and two-faced s
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