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
"You?" Sneered Evelyn as she sighted her son come out of his room. He hardly did lately. "You lazy son of a--""What do you want, mother?" Owen frowned, replying to her casually.Evelyn scoffed. "Don't you think you have grown so sumptuous lately? Full of yourself? Proud? Well this is the more reason Doris is better than you! She has always been better than you!"Owen sighed. Again, again with the comparison! He wasn't Doris. He'll never be her.The sooner for them to realize that, the better.Doris will never win that bidding. Sure, Pedro can have it. Or someone else. He was beginning to think about his plan.Greed had found a place to reside in his heart, and it was staying. It wasn't going anywhere.The young lady was related to Pedro. If he could speak to him... then they could come up with some arrangement. 50-50% of the bidder's reward!"Owen!" Evelyn called out. It was as if she had been speaking to him before but because he'd been lost in his thoughts, he couldn't make do of h
The night finally came and Nathan and his wife, Doris, had settled in nicely on their seats. The restaurant which Nathan had chosen for their double date had been an exquisite one with lovely scenery, and an atmosphere well scented. Few people say scantily around as the area he had booked had been a VIP section."They're not here yet," Doris said as she turned to face her husband. Nathan had been sick. Or nearly sick.She noticed his nightmares grow stronger and more horrific, and his anxiety and enthusiasm for things lessened. Wasn't all that real signs of depression?"Nathan, are you alright?" She had to call twice before he turned to face her. His expression was that of a confused man."You said?" Nathan asked, his eyes never leaving hers. He knew he had flinched again. Doris had been telling him to take it easy at work, yet, he just couldn't. "Doris I, uh, I can explain--""Oh there they are." Said Doris the instant her eyes caught them enter.Nathan followed the direction of her
Doris and Nathan arrived home safely that night and even though Nathan had announced that he wanted to go to bed straight, she declined. She needed to speak to him about her encounter with that strange young lady. "We should talk." Ignoring her husband's complaints of tiredness, she held his hands and dragged him over to the living room, sitting him down.Nathan knew he couldn't beat his wife, so he just listened. With a sigh, he questioned why she had urgently needed to speak with him."There was a woman who approached me. The same lady who spilled a drink on me." She said, and Nathan instantly recalled."Really? What did she say again? She had already apologized.""Right? She did that on purpose to lure me into the ladies room.""Okay, but why?""She claimed that she is your girlfriend or so. I think she knows who I am... Or at least that I was your wife."Nathan frowned. "Girlfriend? Don't tell me it made sense to you.""Fine. I know you're not cheating on me, but I don't understan