Upon his arrival at the bar, he saw his friend, sitting on the further end in the lounge sipping a beer. He didn't even bother to put it in a bottle. He reasoned. Liam waved at Brock, signaling him to come over to the VIP area and he nodded, and went toward that area. "Hey, man. What are you doing here on a hot afternoon?" He demanded.Liam sighs, his thoughts consuming him. "Well, I don't know yet. I can't even fathom what the problem is." Brock pulled out a chair and plopped on it, settling in. Immediately, a waiter comes their way but he signals her to leave. It wasn't Everytime that a customer was ready to order things. Some people just came here to clear their heads." Tell me about it." He tells Liam, who rubbed a hand across his face. " Is it that serious?" He inquired, feeling a bit worried about Liam's display.Liam shook his head. " It's about Alex. That man is out for my life." He complained.Brock laughs, "I could have sworn that it was something more grave." He replied
Brock gets furious, " Stay away from my cousin. I don't want you near her. Get far away from her, you hear me?" He replied to him angrily."Yes, I did. Hey, stop being worked up. It's only a matter of time before you realize that maybe just maybe you've just been getting annoyed for nothing. It's not that deep you know?" "I mind, so it's very deep to me. I would like it if you don't ever mention something like this before me. It won't be easy for me to get on from that. If you want me to be happy with you then, you have to stay away from her for friendship's sake." "It doesn't speak well of you to tell me to stay away from your cousin." Liam teased him but raised his hands in surrender when he saw his countenance. "It's not that serious!"Brock frowned and got up.“Hey man, what’s wrong, where are you going?” Liam asked, shocked by Brock’s sudden actions.“As far away from you as possible,” Brock replied and took out a number of dollar bills to pay for his drinks. “Aw come on Broc
“Well, that was weird,” Sean said and Amelia chuckled. “I am really sorry about that. He can be overprotective, but I guess someone must have really pissed him off for him to have behaved in that manner,” she said as they watched Brock leave the building.“Anyways, have you met him before?” she asked and Sean raised a brow in confusion.“Have I met Brock before?” he asked to confirm if that was what she was saying and she nodded.“Well, I wouldn’t say I have met him before, but yeah, he does look and feel familiar,” Sean said with a shrug. “We might have crossed paths at a number of events, plus I have seen him in a magazine or two, but I wouldn’t say I know him,” Sean explained and shrugged his shoulders. “Anyways, back to business, I think we have engaged in a little too much small talk,” Sean said, redirecting their conversation. “I would like to know what you have in store for me,” he said and Amelia nodded.She reached into her purse and pulled out an apple tablet, scrolled thr
"Why are you always very skeptical about me entering your house?" Amelia inquired. Brielle rolled her eyes at her cousin's entry. "I don't think that you should be coming to my house unannounced." She replied and shut the door, bolting the door behind. " Tell me why you're here." She replied.Amelia stared at her cousin and saw that she was resolute in her choice. "Why are you unhappy to see me? It's not as if we were having issues before you got kidnapped. Why are you acting toward me this way?" "Have you lost your mind?" She replied, didn't she know that she was prohibited from coming to his house. "Haven't you heard when Alex said that he didn't want you to come here?" She replied. There was nothing that could stop Amelia from coming to see her cousin. " Brielle, I'm sorry for what I said the day you came to the manor." She apologized. Brielle folded her arms and stared at her sister with annoyance in her eyes, "I don't accept your apology because you know damn well that you ar
He was sure without an iota of doubt inside of gim that it was a gimmick but he didn't want to discourage his dear wife. If she thought it wise to take up the offer, then he had no problems whatsoever with her. "Alright, I believe that you know what to do right? Can I trust you with that decision?" He inquired, not wanting to sound demanding and bossy.Brielle nodded. It was just like she had imagined, he would say no. She knew that he was just playing safe because Amelia was present. The truth was that even she was not ready to work for her cousin. She was not lacking anything at the moment and even worse came to the worst she would easily swing into her family home and ask her grandma to help which she was sure that she wouldn't get ridiculed for but if she tried it with anyone else she would never hear the end of it. " Yes, Amelia seems to have changed. She's looking very apologetic." She said and he snorted. It was very annoying that she believ
"Your father is rumored to be returning to the country soon. How do you feel about that?" Alex inquired and she smiled, her heart easing up from the tension that something bad happened."Why did you act as if there was something else attached to this? I thought something had happened." Alex shrugged, "are you expecting something bad to happen? If you do, that's not good enough, why are you worried?" He replied and she stills, not knowing how to say this. She wasn't really worried about anything serious. "You seem to be in touch with a lot of things. I was just scared that you probably knew something I didn't and I wondered what? I thought that you were about to break the news of maybe Brock committing an offense or whatnot, hence my fear." "Of course not, I would rather deal with those things than burden you." Brielle rolled her eyes. She didn't need a soothsayer to see that he just wanted to be the savior in the relationship. "N
Alex and Briel exchanged a glance as they entered. The office was silent, and was broken by the soft click of their heels on the polished floor. It was well past working hours, the building was well emptied. Except for one desk. A lone figure hunched over a computer screen, fingers flying across the keyboard, was Martins. His brow was furrowed in concentration, but as they approached, it creased further into a scowl. "There you two are," he said, his voice clipped. "Running a bit late, aren't we?" Briel offered a placating smile, forcing cheer into her voice. "So sorry, Martins. Traffic was a nightmare. You know how it gets in the city." Martins grunted, unconvinced. "Doesn't explain why Alex is late too. Unless you two decided to turn a business meeting into a late lunch." A flicker of suspicion played in his eyes. Alex bristled. "It was nothing like that. Just unexpected delays." He wasn't in the mood for Martins' accusa
The car jolted to a stop in front of the house and Martins can still feel his heart slamming against his chest. He made a mental note never to participate in anything like that ever again. He exhaled, and just rested his head on the headrest taking steady breaths as he switched off the ignition. The trio trooped out of the car and they all walked into the house and all three of them sat down on the chair. They all had probably been scared when the whole thing was going down but they held fast and now their little mission had yielded results. Brielle stood up after a while and spoke first. “You guys must be famished, let me go get something up,” she said with a smile, turning around and heading to the kitchen. “Huh?” Alex said. “Are you sure you are not too tired to…?” Alex started but Brielle cut him short. *Oh don't worry about it, I am just going to microwave something, it should be fast,” she said and just waved him down. <