"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
He finally came to the decision of going to meet his wife. True he was passing through a lot, but it would always get better.The storm would surely calm. He couldn't lose his wife in the process.Minutes later and Nathan was already at the foot step of the Castiels.He was just about to knock when he felt the presence of someone else behind him. He instantly turned around and found a middle aged man, staring at him with an utmost disgust."You still don't know your place in this family?" Asked Pedro."What are you doing here?" Nathan asked. "Because it seems to me that it is you who do not seem to know your position in the home of the Castiels."The older man scoffed. "You are so very stupid and stubborn that I might begin to like you already." He admitted."Well for your own sake, you shouldn't." Nathan frowned. "I'm here for my wife. If you'll excuse me--""Evelyn is not who she pretends to be. She is a bloody slut, and a bastard. I'm only still being nice because she owes me. Oh d
Nathan couldn't get one thing out of his head. Sure, he learnt in the voice note sent to him by his mystery friend that Evelyn had been working with his enemy, Manuel. Sure she would never want Doris to win the bid.What he just couldn't seem to understand was why she would mention his name.How was it so that she could casually speak his name so freely? Of all the people there in the city of Ettavile, why him?How in the entire world was his name so casually spoken of, after everything he had said Evelyn and her husband did to him and his household? Why were they still so mutually involved with him!He was still so furious when a message popped up on his screen.It was Tori and she was asking for an audience with him!✩★✩There was only one place Tori and he could speak quietly without the interruption of others around. His office used to be the safest area, but that had been in history.Now, it was at Lojays.Lojays was a restaurant in a dark area of Ettavile. Only on the outside th