That night when Nathan closed from work, he decided to schedule their meeting. She had mentioned that her name was Isla, and that she was a family member of Pedro, but not his daughter. He had made a reservation at a little restaurant just near his work place, and had mentioned to his wife he won't be home early. What was she going to say to him? Why was she even message him? Nathan didn't know, and those were the questions he hoped to find answers for. He decided to tell himself that and not otherwise. That it wasn't due to the fact that the lady was beautiful. ✩★✩"Hi," the woman before him said with a warm smile plastered on her face. "It's an honor to finally meet you, you know." An honor? Who exactly are you! With a relaxed face and calm expression, Nathan asked. "Not to keep us waiting, could you spill what it is that you have to say?" The woman's face dissolved into a warmer smile, and she did so with a seducing attempt. He couldn't tell why, but there was something sedu
Tori sat in her office, impatiently checking through the series of files she'd received from her search partners. There was a name there, but nobody seemed to have been able to access it. It was like she was a ghost, except, Parker assured Nathan his daughter is very much alive and that she just didn't want to see him. "Madison Ryan, where are you?..." She found herself questioning when her phone suddenly buzzed on the table. "Mom?" Why was she calling? "Oh hi mom," "Hey Tori, how are you?" The woman on the other end asked. "Well, I'm at work. How about you?" She replied, then waited for her mother's sarcastic response."Really? Oh I'm sorry, I think I've dialed the wrong number. Been meaning to speak with my daughter."Tori could've sworn she felt her mother rolled her eyes. She always did. "Well, here you are now, speaking to your daughter. Can we hurry up now? I'm busy stalking someone at the moment. Can I call you later?""Of course not. It won't be a minute, so just listen."T
That day when Nathan came back from work, he went straight to visit his butler. He hadn't even called, because he needed no excuse from Fernando. The old man had a lot of explaining to do. When he arrived, the man called for a maid to offer him drinks, but Nathan respectfully refused. "Here," he dropped his phone on the glass table before him, sliding it towards Fernando's side. "What is this supposed to mean?" Fernando was eerily calm. He always was, but something about him seemed to have changed. The way he carefully examined Nathan with those intimidating eyes of his... When was Nathan even becoming intimidated by his supposed butler??"Because that is the truth." Fernando replied, simply."The truth??" Nathan was suddenly growing impatient. "You sent me this horrifying message about giving up? That easily?" The message was read as follows: young master, this is a formal message with its theme being that it is not too late to settle things with your rival, Manuel and his follo
That morning, Trevor had spammed Nathan's email with a ton of messages asking that they should meet. Now he didn't know why, but he knew it would be up to no good.The night before after his discussion with Fernando, he had texted Tori filling her in on some important details. Tori too made confirmations of Nathan's words by alerting him that her mother told her the exact same thing.They were to meet that morning, and she had announced she would be running a bit late since she had some personal issues to attend to.He knew Trevor would be up to no good. Yet, he was working with Manuel and perhaps he could gain something of interest.Tori would never agree to the meeting anyway and so it must have been a good thing she wasn't around.He replied to the latest email, stating that Trevor was welcomed to visit anytime to his office, preferably as of instant.Five minutes later and there was a knock at the door.Nathan quickly did a two seconds prayer hoping it wasn't Tori already. When the
The city of Ettavile was known for its little area, one of the smallest states in New York. Yet, nobody knew each other.Kevin and his mother had been residing in that city for over ten years since the tragic incident that struck their household, and not even any of his evil family members knew the poor boy's whereabouts.It was a good thing of course. Kevin was a staff at a burger shop—yea, the guy who could have inherited millions of assets from his parents and grandparents properties had it not been the plot of his enemies."Kevin, I need two burgers to go please." A young man, instantly recognized as Kevin's roommate, Joe, said as soon as he stepped foot inside the burger shop."Sure thing." Kevin replied, then began whipping up some ingredients. "Seen Lisa around?" He asked, not fully paying attention to his friend. Although it was only a pretense. Lisa was the only woman Kevin had ever truly loved, as far as he could remember. And for some reason, she had been ignoring him and b
"I am busy now for fuck sake! W-what... Wait," Manuel's eyes widened, and darkness filled it. "You did what! Get your ass down here--oh, come in then."Trevor bounced in, ready to flaunt his genius idea to his master. "It's good new--""Shut the hell up, Trevor." Manuel ordered as soon as his eyes met with his son in law. "Do you even know the consequences of what you have done? That was my secret! My past! And you freely handed it over to Nathan??--""For a good cause. Really, you have to hear me out here." Protested Trevor. Reluctantly, Manuel finally agreed. "See, the story I told Nathan is your truth. I know. But now, they'll have my trust!"Manuel frowned. "How? Just how, Trevor Davis?""Listen, alright. The entire aim of our plan is to make Nathan our puppet, is it not?" He asked, then began to speak as soon as he heard no reply from Manuel. "The entire aim is to make Nathan believe us. To believe me. And now that he knows that he can trust me, then we'll strike."Manuel tried,
Nathan texted Isla, asking them to meet at the usual place that evening.The moment he was done with work, he arranged his files and headed out. Minutes later, he arrived at the restaurant.Isla wasn't there yet so he had to wait a while. He thought about everything Fernando told him. How was it so possible for him to say all that?Why hadn't he ever mentioned that part of his life to him?He remembered the involvement of the Castiels and his heart skipped a bit. Could Evelyn and her husband have been a part of the entire scheme--"Nathan, hello." Said Isla, cutting Nathan from his thoughts.She sat down elegantly, smiling slightly.Nathan observed. "You seem to be in a good mood,"Isla smiled again. "Yes." Her cheeks brightened up. "Well too bad I'm going to have to ruin it," Nathan said, and the woman's face met his. "Madison Ryan." A soft gasp escaped her lips and her eyes widened. "How did you know?" Nathan leaned back, resting on his seat. "Why didn't you say anything?" Isla
Sleeping alone was something Kevin was supposed to have been used to, yet, every night he closed his eyes and failed at keeping them shut.Loneliness was an echo chamber for his pain. And as time went on, loneliness felt more as solitude, for one found ways to cope. He had always considered himself to be a lone wolf. What else would you call one who slept alone, ate alone, walked alone and would probably die alone. His roommate was merely just someone he shared a room with. And ever since he started dating, he never really slept home again with Kevin. A lone wolf indeed. Yet to have real company of one who loved him, that would be sweet indeed.He tossed and turned, praying for sleep to come and take him away. Then his mind went back to the text message. How was he supposed to get that much money? In just a matter of hours!?He was going insane! Then a small tiny itsy bit of hope crossed his mind, and filled it. He worked magic with art. If he could sell the one he had placed on t