It had been hours since Violet sat in her Porsche, staring at nothing but an abandoned warehouse about a mile from the port. No one else was in sight, but she knew at least three people were inside, somewhere, doing who knows what.
The sky darkened, displaying orange and reddish colors from the sunset.
Indeed, it was beautiful.
If only she was somewhere else with Ashton or whoever she could sleep with later. Not that she didn't love him anymore, but Violet wanted to take a break from her relationship with the scandalous actor. In fact, she hadn't seen him since she left for London a few weeks ago.
However, her current problem at hand was not about Ashton Bogart and his reckless behavior.
"Where are you, scum?" she murmured, annoyed and slightly regretting her decision to come here in the first place.
For hours.
She had been waiting here, in the middle of nowhere, for hours, just because she was curious about what Ryan would do.
Ryan had tested this kind of rush once, with Jared Crowne as his opponent.The empty road, left untraveled, had been their witness. It looked like a one-sided fight, with the arrogant CEO who kept attacking without landing a hit and Ryan, who always dodged without attacking even once. He turned the tide once and for all, after Jared lost all his energy and couldn’t move efficiently anymore.Using the same tactics when he fought Florent and succeeded, he utilized it again to fight Edric Ashford. It was kind of repetitive and boring, to be honest, but it was the only thing he could do at the moment. He swore, he had to get his shit together and learn how to fight like a man.But, that was for later thought.Now, with Edric trying to land hit after hit despite the impossibility, he had to figure things out for now.“How did you get the cuffs off?” the scarred half-brother asked after his ninth attack couldn’t reach him.“Curious now?” Ryan smirked. “Maybe I learned a thing or two from Ho
"Hahahahahaha!"A laugh, laced with a poisonous tone with an evil smirk accompanied. Edric was like an addict on a high, losing all logic, and becoming a maniac. The impeccably dressed man no longer looked like a perfect almighty figure, charming people with a smile or two in ease. All gone in an instant, as if the devil himself spoke to him with an offer for a throne.Ryan narrowed his eyes, worrying internally at the sudden change. Something must have happened.Violet–"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Edric lifted his arm, fingers folded, imitating a gun, firing air at him. "That's the sound of victory.""You're bluffing. Violet is nowhere near this, why would she? Besides, if she is indeed here, she can take care of herself.""Hmm?" Edric's smirk widened, "Will you say so when my loyal dog come here with his prey?"And true to his words, footsteps soon resounded in the empty dark warehouse. Ryan picked up two sets of footsteps, one with h
Ryan tapped his fingers on the clothed dining table. The glass of water in front of him reflected his sullen face, a contrast against the happy and calm atmosphere in the restaurant.“Do you want to order now, sir?” a server holding a menu book in her hand asked for the third time since he came here. He could see the annoyance hidden under her carefully displayed smile.Shaking his head, Ryan truthfully said, “I’m waiting for someone. But I’d be happy if you could get me a paper and a pen. Please?”The server went back inside and returned with his desired items. Ryan thanked her.The server nodded and repeated the exact words from before. “I will be right over there when you want to order, sir. Please excuse me.”With all of those polite words, Ryan wanted nothing more than to stay oblivious. Blissful ignorance, if only he could retain that.However, his life now forced him to read under the li
“If you have anything to do with Rayven’s refusal,” Howard Ashford said, “Then I’d be really disappointed in you, Edric.”“I don’t.”Ryan knew when Edric was lying. But, Howard didn’t.“Then, I believe–“Smack!Someone slapped Howard Ashford’s face. Shocking him, shocking both Ryan and Edric.“Who the hell–“ Edric said the moment he broke out of his shocked trance, “You bitch! How dare you hit my father?!”Brown, wide eyes turned to the newcomer. A beautiful blonde girl stood rigidly, both fists balled by her side. Her fair skin flushed, bringing a red colour to her face at how angry she was.“Howard Ashford!”Ryan gulped, staring in horror as the event unfolded. “Violet…”She didn’t even glance at him. Her furious blue eyes were locked on the oldest in the private
“You useless scum!”Ryan had heard that word in repeat for the last three hours. Clearly, he underestimated Violet’s ability to set up any emotions for hours. Who was he kidding? She was a professional actress who starred in numerous series and movies, of course getting angry at him for a few hours was easy. Ah, if only he wasn’t that dumb to begin with. “Sorry, but I can’t just accept that from him. You may get angry at me now, but I will make it up to you, Violet. I promise.” The blonde beauty lashed out again, “You think you can make up for what your father did to me?! Handing all of his companies will never be enough compensation for what he did to me. Don’t make me laugh, but you’re nothing, Ryan. Not even after all of this sudden wealth and suspicious change in you.”“Then, if I can have as much as what my father has and give it all to you, will it be enough compensation for what he did to you?”Violet’s blue eyes lit up in fury. “Are you seriously asking me that?”“Yes.”“T
Thud!“Ugh!”“How many times do I have to tell you not to play with that girl, Rayven?”Bhugh!“Argh!”“She’s no good for you.”Smack!“Hick!”“And you’re never going to deserve her either.”Slap!“Hicc!”“Look at what you’ve done, Rayven.”Rayven Ashford – the name he used to have, before he chose to disappear and live a different life as Ryan Wilder.But here, Rayven blearyly opened his brown eyes, squinting at the taller figure hovering above him.A middle-aged man looked down at him, disappointment and anger apparent on his face. He was holding both hands, covered by black leather gloves. A strange accessory on his crisp, grey, three-piece suit.He was Howard Ashford, the man he should call ‘father’ but didn’t act like one. At least, he did
Violet started, unexpectedly. “I don’t remember everything. But I remember that I saw your father’s murderous look before the accident.”“My father’s…”“And you, in particular.”Ryan was silent for a moment. The words stuck in his throat, and he pushed it out of his mouth. “I’m sorry, Violet.”She was angry, oh how obvious. Because, why wouldn’t she?“What are you sorry for, scum?”“I’m sorry. I know my father did it because he didn’t like me playing with you. It’s all my fault.”“Yes, and the least you can do is to accept all of that inheritance your father have for you. It’s only right. He should pay for it.”“But…”“So, you’re saying your ego is bigger than what he owes to me? Is that it?”“No, I don’t mean it like that,
A bottle of well-aged whiskey. Three girls in skimpy outfits. And two men sitting opposite of each other in a private booth, looking down on dancing people from the second floor. One of them looked far too serious, unlike the people who frequented the nightclub. In fact, he was still clutching on his skecher bag, awkward and totally uncomfortable. If it wasn’t for his scoop, then he wouldn’t torture himself like this. Ashton Bogart was oblivious to his lack of comfort. He was too busy gorging down his drinks and mercilessly teasing the girls he just met. “Why don’t you loosen up a little, Winney? Join me for a drink and get close to these girls.” “No, thank you, Mr. Bogart.” If he could, he’d rather meet the scandalous actor in a different place, a more formal setting, at least. It had been two years since he became a contracted journalist for an entertainment tabloid, but he couldn’t get used to this kind of deal. “Oh, come on. You looks like you haven’t lost your virginity yet