****Different kinds of smiles wreathed August's face as he relaxed comfortably on the couch in the living room, still thrilled by what had happened a few days ago. Not only had Mrs. Doe canceled Tina’s marriage to that scoundrel Boris, but she had also apologized for all her unfair treatment toward him. He had felt like a superhero in front of the Doe family since that day; the way he had kicked the door open and saved Tina from being assaulted by Boris had looked like a scene straight out of an action movie—it was incredibly exhilarating!Tina had promised to treat him to dinner that evening, but her new business partner had requested she go to his house for a welcoming dinner instead. He had been irritated when she phoned earlier to inform him that their dinner would be postponed until the next day. But what could he do other than wait?As his thoughts lingered, his phone buzzed with an incoming message—it was from Tina. His imagination quickly deceived him into thinking that her
August jumped out of a Maybach ride parked across the street in front of an elegant mansion, his steps hurried as he approached the gate.Two robust men stood guard in front of the gate. “Hey you! Where the hell do you think are you going? Our Boss doesn’t allow visitors after 6PM. You should come back tomorrow,” one of the men said arrogantly.“Our boss wouldn’t want to see anyone right now. He’s obviously busy right now,” the other sneered, his chuckle conniving.August frowned, his eyes were gleaming with rage. “Allow me inside right now, it’s urgent I go inside,” August said firmly. “No, we will not allow you inside. You should leave right now,” one of them said sternly. August was exasperated. The longer he delayed reaching Tina, the greater the risk she could be in even more danger. He had to get in, no matter what.“You should let me in, you don’t understand. Someone needs my help from your evil boss, if I don’t get in right now it will be too late,” August said desperately a
Without wasting much time, August kicked the mansion’s door open and barged into the living room, his brows furrowed in frustration when he discovered the living room was empty. The television was left to play without anyone watching it.He looked up at the dining area and saw two half finish plates but no one in the space. August quickly scanned the mansion and discovered that only one room still had its light on, so he headed for it.Barging into the room, he saw James with his pants off and his shirt flying unbuttoned while Tina laid unconsciously on the bed.“Hey!” James yelped, puzzled as he reached for his pants to cover himself. “Who the hell are you? And how did you get in here?” August was too furious to answer his questions, he glared at him menacingly like he could actually shoot daggers with his eyes. “I’ll advise you get out of my house the same way you came in before I call my security on you”But August looked indifferent, his frown even deepened and his glare cold. O
At this time August exploded; like a boxer delivering a knock-out punch, he swung his hand into James jaw so hard that two of his tooth were forced to leave his mouth.“Aagh! My teeth is out! Someone call the ambulance or I’m going to be dead soon! Ouch!” James yelped in pain.Obviously August wasn’t done with him yet,he wanted to jump on him and punch all his teeth out, but he stopped himself- he had to save Tina first; she could be dead within the next thirty minutes if she didn’t get medical attention.August quickly raised her from the bed to his shoulders and rushed outside leaving James to groan and wail in pain on the floor.August men were done beating James security and were waiting for him outside the mansion. August was visibly worried, he wouldn’t be able to live with himself if Tina died.“Drive as fast as possible, make sure we arrive the hospital before the next five minutes!” August instructed, his tone raised with worry. Five minutes? How could they possibly do that w
The two annoyed men were Boris Harrington and James Anderson. They had known each other only a few months back and they were already buddies. As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together— both of them were despicable in their own right!When August knocked down the door and saved Tina from Boris that day, the hotel manager invited the media and Boris was exposed before the whole city for who he truly was. It wasn't just Boris's reputation that crumbled; the entire Harrington family was dragged through the mud. As the heir to the Harrington legacy, Boris's disgrace became headline news, splashed across newspapers and broadcasted on every channel for days.His father, Mr. Harrington, had been locked in an endless battle with investors and shareholders ever since, desperately trying to convince them not to pull their money from the family business.Seeing all that was happening to the Harrington’s, James Anderson decided to help his friend in the only way he knew how—by seeking
A conniving smirk curled on Boris’ lips after James whispered the plan into his ears. “Oh my world, James, you are such a genius!” Boris applauded.“But what about August?”“Him? Why would I forget about him after what he did to my face, he is sure to die,” James said in annoyance. “HIs fate is even worst, I have it all planned out…” he disclosed with a sneer.****The next day at the rehabilitation section in the hospital, Tina had just finished making a call where he informed her mother to come pick her up like she had been doing for the past two days.Like the doctor said that day, the overdose of the Somnexil had rendered her unable to walk. It will take a week or two of intensive physical therapy to overcome the numbness she had developed. Though it were just her legs that were not moving and it was temporary, Tina felt like she had become a burden, having her mother pushed her around in a wheelchair.Tina had requested her to hire someone who will be paid to do the job rather
“Come on Miss Doe, is there any need for that?” Jonathan smiled cheerily as he slipped the phone into his pocket, “I showed you the picture with this address clearly written at the back with your mom’s handwritten, which should be enough to convince you that I’m speaking the truth. I should take you home already, your mom mentioned that you skipped your breakfast, it’s already half past 12PM now, and we should get you home so that you can eat. Remember, food is the first medicine to any sickness, how are you going to recover if you don’t eat well?” he added with a confident smile on her face.Tina was mystified; why she had her suspicions about him, but the more Jonathan spoke the more he sounded like a professional Health Care aide and the more he was convincing. Though she wasn’t sure whether the handwritten at the back was her mother’s or not, the way he said it confidently was convincing enough."We should get going," Jonathan said, his voice steady. "Once we get home, you can as
"That’s the turn right there, don’t miss it. That road should go around the one you said was blocked. You should take it,” Tina said, her voice quick and unsteady as she pointed ahead.But to her dismay, Jonathan sped right past the turn. In fact, he was now driving twice as fast as before.“Jonathan? Did you not hear me? You just flew past the road to my house!” she exclaimed, her frustration rising.Jonathan did not say a word, he continued to play dump and speed the more. It was at that moment that Tina realized she had been deceived. Jonathan wasn’t an aide from the Home health care service, as he had claimed. And possibly, the road was not blocked like he claimed, it was all part of his gimmicks.If he wasn’t who he said he was, then who was he? And, more importantly, what did he want with Tina?Tina panicked terribly as it crossed her mind what great danger she could be in. She wished she could rewind time and go back to the hospital; she shouldn’t have agreed to follow Jonatha
“Tell me, Tina,” Mia continued, her words even more accusing. "Does our friendship, the one we’ve had since childhood, mean nothing to you? How could you betray me like this?" "Mia?!" Tina’s face twisted with confusion, her chest tightening as she struggled to make sense of her friend’s words."It’s only been four months, Tina. Four months!" Mia hissed, holding up four fingers as she stepped closer, her voice barely a whisper. "And already, you’re flirting with my husband. Don’t you have any shame?"Tina’s jaw dropped with the weight of the accusation hanging in the air. She opened her mouth to speak but the words were stuck in her throat.August frowned, he was already angered enough that Mia walked in to disrupt this special moment. Accusing Tina even made him angrier. Husband? What was Mia even talking about?"Is it really so hard for you to find your own man? Why must you meddle in my marriage?" Mia’s voice rang with bitterness, each word laced with disappointment.Tina was not j
The atmosphere was calm and steady when a convoy of ten cars arrived and parked in the parking lot of a certain restaurant in the city.A total of thirty to forty security men dressed in sleek black suits with black glasses on emerged from the vehicles. They scanned the surroundings with sharp precision before one of them opened a car door, revealing August.Since he wasn’t hiding his identity anymore, Mr. Kane insisted he took so much security with him.The onlookers were stunned by the grandeur of the convoy, so they began to gather around, curious to see which powerful figure would emerge from the cars."Look! It's the Gibson heir!" one exclaimed, pointing towards August with wide eyes as recognition spread through the crowd. “Oh my, he’s even more handsome in person. I can’t stop blushing,” one of the women in the crowd gushed.“I need to get a picture with him. The most powerful man in the city! That’ll blow up my social media for sure,” another chimed in as he eagerly retrieved
"Nice question. That’s what you should’ve asked earlier, instead of throwing insults at us," Mr. Turner sneered. He leaned back, then added calmly, "Aren’t you going to offer us a seat first? Maybe some wine? Then we can start talking." “Why should I? You are not welcome guests in my house,” Alexander snapped.“Believe me we are, you will consider us the most valuable guests in eight years after you’ve heard what we have to say”.Still frowning, Alexander hesitantly gestured towards a couch without saying a word and the men made themselves comfortable."And what about the wine? Haven’t you had your servants bring it yet?" the obese Mr. Montclair asked, his tone laced with curiosity."No one’s giving you anything—not even water," Alexander snapped, his voice edged with irritation. "Now, tell me why you’re here and leave!""Relax, Alexander," Mr. Turner interjected, trying to lighten the mood. "Don’t mind Montclair, the man’s always hungry. His wife even complains that he wakes up in t
"Of course we remember," one of the men snapped, his frustration evident. "He was disowned and banished after his father discovered he was behind the attack and framed his own brother for it. But what does that have to do with saving ourselves?""Gosh, how can you be so shortsighted?" Mr. Turner groaned, slamming his hand against his forehead. "If Mr. Wade were still here, he'd understand exactly what I mean. The rest of you are no better than children!”Mr. Turner sighed, lowering his voice to a near whisper. “We all know how obsessed Alexander has always been with becoming the heir. What if we join forces with him, convince him to reclaim what he believes is rightfully his? He’s selfish and ruthless—he’ll agree. Not only would we save ourselves, but we’d also form a powerful alliance with the new Gibson heir once he takes control.”The other three men exchanged uneasy glances, they were clearly not buying with Mr. Turner’s idea."How is that even possible?" Mr. Kingsley snapped. "No
****In the living room of the Turner mansion, Mr. Turner lounged comfortably on the couch, his face hidden behind a newspaper as the television played softly in the background."These damn headlines again!" he spat, tossing the paper aside in frustration. "Six days, same nonsense. I'm done with it."He stood up, gesturing towards the television he frowned, "Even the news on TV is boring these days. I’d rather go fry in the sun than watch another second of this mind-numbing news," he muttered under his breath as he prepared to leave the room.Just as he turned to walk away, something on the television made him halt in his tracks."It's no secret to anyone in this country that the Gibson family's heir, Mr. Gibson, tragically passed away a few months ago..." Mr. Kane's voice came through the speakers."Mr. Kane? What's he doing on the news now?" Mr. Turner's brows knitted in confusion as he turned back to face the television. "At last, finally the Gibson heir has decided to unveil himse
Boris's heart pounded in terror as he caught the burning rage in Mr. Kane’s eyes. "Him... the Gibson heir? Impossible!" he stammered, clutching his chin in disbelief.Mr. Kane, seething with fury, unleashed a brutal kick to Boris’s stomach, knocking the air from his lungs. Boris doubled over, groaning in agony. "You ignorant fool!" Kane spat, delivering another vicious kick. "You're only breathing because of the young master. How dare you disrespect him like that?"Grabbing Boris by the collar, Mr. Kane yanked him up to his feet with a rough pull. As soon as Boris stood, Kane slapped him twice across the face with resounding force."Just a few days ago, your coward of a father was on the phone with me, begging for your life, too scared to face Don Maxino himself. I refused, but the young master? He went. He's the reason you were spared that day. Frankly, he should have let you die!" Mr. Kane sneered before going ahead to slap his face a few more.While Mr. Kane continued to punish Bor
"What do you mean?" Boris frowned, his brows knitting together as he looked both offended and confused.August smiled nonchalantly and shook his head mockingly. "Despite how bad you’ve treated me, I’d be generous and tell you to escape through the backdoor before the next two minutes," he said, his smile fading."Or else what?" Boris growled, his eyes narrowing with rage."You have one minute left," August replied ignorantly, his chuckle sly.James, flushed red with fury, stormed up to August and slapped him hard across the face. "You piece of shit! Will it kill you to stop bluffing?" he spat, seething. Gesturing to one of his men, he added, "Go get the sedatives and psyche-twisters. Since he can't keep quiet, we’ll make sure he does."Boris scoffed. "Such a shame, August, you’ll not be awake to hear our pleasure moans. By the time you wake up, we'll be long gone, and you'll be surrounded by the police. Maybe you should've kept your mouth shut." With a mocking laugh, he gripped the ri
August was exasperated, despite being at the mercy of Boris and James, he didn't seem to be afraid of them. "I wouldn't threaten me if I were you!"Boris's face flushed red with rage, he frowned and slapped August two more times. "Don't test me, you filthy waiter. You are at my mercy yet you dare to speak such nonsense. With just a snap of my fingers; these men will hit you to death," Boris warned, his voice trembling with rage."Try, if you have the balls," August sneered slyly. He knew Boris and James needed him alive too well to take all the blame for what they planned to do to Tina. No matter how far he pushed Boris, all he got was a slap or two across the face."That's enough, Boris," James interjected, gripping Boris’s arm as he prepared to strike August again. "I see what he’s trying to do, but what’s the point of hitting him? He’s already in a worse position. The charge for rape and murder is death by hanging—unless the judge is feeling generous, in which case it might be life
Seeing that August was no longer a threat as he was tied to a chair, a smug smile painted on Boris face."I thought you were the almighty Iron fist; you knocked me out with just a punch and look at what you did to James' face. I was beginning to think you would knock all these men down with your Iron fist. But Maybe I overrated you, you are not as strong as I thought"August seethed with rage. If he could untie just one of his hand, then he would've shown Boris just how much he deserved to be called Iron fist like he was mocking him. "I swear this time I'll make sure I knock you off for good" August growled.Boris then frowned and slapped his face hard. "You are lucky we need you alive for our plan or I would've killed you already!" Boris spat angrily yanking August's chin before slapping it again."Stop hitting him," Tina protested defensively. "Your problem is with me, right? You already have me, what do you want from him?" She asked frustratingly.James then approached Tina and ru