"How dare," Charles glared at Richard. But Richard wasn't the slightest bit scared. He already knew that he was going to get this angry. "What did you say about consequences, and this company?" Mrs. Luci inquired. Charles's eyes narrowed as he listened to her mum. He could not believe that she had become this weak. How has she become this weak, taking sides with a useless church rat like Richard? "Thanks, Mrs. Luci. About what I said earlier. Charles here had sworn that he was going to kiss my feet if the marriage between Williams and Victoria doesn't work out." "And I must note that this situation in the family might be a consequence of not fulfilling his promise. How best can we explain that such properly forge documents were found without a machine but just human eyes? And the fact that the mighty Lady Tashia lies in the hospital," Richard explained. Charles was visibly angry and he had to clutch his hands to control his anger. "Do you think anybody is listening to you," C
Richard opened his eyes slowly after long hours of unconsciousness. He spun his head around and noticed that he was in a very dark room. He tried to move from the point he stood. But then, he noticed that he was chained to the wall. He could not seat nor bend, he could only lay his body into the wall. He could already feel his heart beating hard against his chest and his blood ran cold with fear. "What is the meaning of this," he exclaimed. "I don't have to panic," he said to himself drawing a deep breath. He tried to pull the chains clutching his hands and but it was of no use. Richard heard a cracking sound coming towards the room like someone climbing up a wooden stair. Mafia Don walked gradually towards Richard with a hateful grin on his merciless face. Richard shivered absently at the villainess of the man walking towards him. "I have never met with him before so why would he want to hurt me," Richard encouraged himself but his facial expressions betrayed his thought
Richard stared at the cell phone on the floor and he shivered with anger and fear. He was angry because such a little device was about to get him into so much trouble that might end his life. He wished he would just say the word and it would move on its own. "Too bad those things do not happen in the real world," he gasped out of frustration. He wished he had called the police instead but he didn't Know the exact location that he was. He just hope Roger would recognize the name 'Mafia Don' and locate them. "How do I get rid of this cell phone now," Richard's thought returned to the cell phone as the footsteps drew nearer making his heart race even faster. But there was no way he was going to be able to get rid of that. His feet were tied and matter how hard he tried to shift that cell phone, it seemed not to move further than an inch. "What do I do now," Richard thought still shivering. He spun his head around for an alternative to shifting the cell phone. It was a very dan
Meanwhile, the Mafia godfather, Roger sat in an elegantly decorated hall streaming with music and alcoholic scent, with other Mafias in the city. It was his birthday party and a big one at that, because it was his first officially celebrated birthday. He had never thought of a celebration but the Junior Mafias had forced it on him. Then, his phone beeped, he just got a text message. He attempted to take his phone off from his pocket but then, someone stopped him. Godfather Roger, a muscular man with a cigarette in his mouth bowed slightly. It was, his second in command, Kevon. "How are you enjoying the party," he inquired. "Well, I must say that I am thrilled," Roger lied. He didn't want to be here, parties for him were for babies. And men like him were needed that the forefront of the city where a lot of things happen. In the dark areas where even the security agents were afraid to explore. But here he was, partying like a little child. "It's time for the presentation of gi
"You are dead if he is not alive," Roger shot a sneer at Don and threw him forcefully to the ground. The operatives watched as the Mafia Godfather ran over to Richard and felt his pulse. "Whoever this man laying lifeless on the floor was, he was of some extremely high ranking category in the city," the same thought flowed from their minds. They held their breaths waiting for Roger, the mafia godfather to determine their fates. He rose swiftly from the floor and turned over to the two operatives making them fall backward. "Take him to my car," he ordered. "Okay sir," they bowed swiftly and carried Richard away as instructed.Then Roger turned over to Don who was already shivering with fear. "Thank your stars that he is still breathing. But continue to pray that nothing happens to him cause what I told you before still stands, you will be a dead man by then," Roger threatened. Don swallowed a large lump. "But that doesn't mean you will be escaping the punishment for putting me i
A white handkerchief was placed on Charles's nose and few seconds later, he passed out. He opened his eyes a few hours later and he saw a familiar face before him.It was Mafia Don and he shot a glare at him. "It's you, you refused to do your job after I fufilled my part of the deal and now it's this?" Charles fired angrily. But instead of giving him an explanation, Mafia Don held him by his jaw and spat on his face... "Slap," he slapped Charles angrily on his face. "That is for making me lose all my Mafia titles." "Slap," he slapped again. "That is for sending someone here who almost ruined my career." "Slap... Slap... Slap," he slapped multiple times. "And that is for making me a mere operative." Charles was confused but his aching face overshadowed his confusion. He spat out the hot blood that had gathered in his mouth and shot a sneer at Don. "What's this all about," he fired. "You fool, you dared to send such a great personality like Richard to be assassinated by me? Wha
Richard stood before the extremely dirty toilets with a toilet cleaner and his hand cloves properly wore on his delicate hands. It was his first day at work. Charles had recovered from his coma but he had not been discharged from the hospital because his case of very critical. Richard had the odd feeling that what happened to him was related to what he had done to him. "What are you standing there for," the old chubby man supervising him fired... "I will get down to work soon," Richard noted. "You better do," he growled at Richard and left. Richard stared at the public toilets seats and he almost threw. He swallowed a large lump and walked boldly into the place... "This smells so bad," he cried out holding his nose. This was the new job designed for him or he would go hungry forever. At least he had to do this so they would never suspect that he was the richest man in that city. A few hours later, Richard was finally done washing the toilets and he ran out quickly from the
The next morning Victoria prepared early to go to the Armstrong business empire headquarters. When Richard talked to her about it, she decided to go and give it a try. But she had chased him out so that it would not seem as though she was taking orders from him. But Richard already knew that she was going to the company that morning. He had heard her informing her mum on phone. "Bitch," Victoria screamed.Immediately he heard her voice, Richard came running over to her. "You called," Richard said. "I know I called you dummy. I am leaving for a very important meeting right now. I don't want to return and meet anything undone or you will be severally punished," she noted and stormed out of her house. "Finally she is gone," Richard lets out a sigh of relief and fell onto the sofa. He got his phone from his pocket and sent a text message to Evelyn, one that would aid Victoria. But he wasn't necessarily helping her, it was all part of his revenge plan. "Remember what we discussed,