"I've always loved you, Mariana. Truth is, at that time, I needed something other than love. I needed to be successful, and Becca could give me that. I'm sorry I put you through all that. You didn't deserve it." Gregory said to her, his eyes filled with pain and regret. "But if given the chance in the same situation, you'll do it all over again won't you?" Mariana asked, holding up her cutlery tightly. She glared at him, and he sighed.He shifted his gaze to the direction of the sitting room, knowing someone had just arrived. "Answer my question, Gregory!" She yelled at him, but he kept still. He couldn't look her in the face, because she knew the answer to that question. He would do it all over again, if given a chance. "Where the fuck has everybody gone," Becca's voice sounded tiredly from the seating room. Gregory sighed, and ran his hands across his face. "You should go," he said to Mariana. His voice was like a whisper, and a wild smirk spread across her face, mockingly. "Y
It was early on a Saturday morning. Inside General Orlando's compound, Kelvin and Uncle Theo alighted from the car. A few minutes ago, a fleet of luxurious vehicles had flocked into the compound. Uncle Theo dashed forward, with a smile on his face, on seeing the general walking towards him, with his hands spread wide in the air. Kelvin followed him behind, counting his steps, to ensure he wasn't walking faster than him. His eyes traveled around the compound, observing everything of interest. There was a red garden by his left, he stared at the beautiful red flowers, until Uncle Theo's voice called his name, drawing his attention. As he was about to turn and face his front, he sighted a girl in the garden.He felt a rush of emotions, and it was strange. "Who is that? And why is she familiar?" He thought, but Uncle Theo called his name again, and he fastened his step.Standing before him was General Orlando. He was tall, and hefty. He had a very large mustache that made him look sca
"How dare you come to my house and tell my father about our meeting? Do you have any idea what that might cost me?" Cara yelled at Kelvin, as they were alone in the sitting room. General Orlando had led Uncle Theo out to the garden. By doing so, they gave Kelvin and Cara some privacy.Kelvin stared at her with a grin on his face. He combed his hair with his palms and peeped if there was anyone around."You should be happy I didn't talk about our meeting in Vancouzer," he whispered, and she paused in fear. She lowered her shoulders, feeling embarrassed. Her father was a very strict man, and wouldn't take such news lightly. "Oh! Please. You lost your sense of humor huh?! I was joking about that and you know it. If I was going to tell anyone we wouldn't be having this discussion." Kelvin interrupted quickly, seeing how worried she had become. "Hey listen, it's not funny. I know you think it's funny, but it's not. Don't make such jokes, please. And besides, I was drunk. You wouldn't da
"I will not tolerate such again Kelvin. What I'd hate is to divorce your father. I know you won't be happy about that, and for that, you have to call him to order!" Becca yelled at Kelvin, her eyes filled with seriousness.It had been 3 days since Mariana visited, and Becca had not been able to get her mind off her. She knew how strong her love for Gregory was back in the day.Kelvin sat on the sofa confused about the whole thing. "Mom, what are you telling me? I need you to calm down and speak so I can understand." He said tiredly, after hearing so many angry words from his Mom.Becca sighed and sniffed in twice. Her eyes have become teary. In truth, she was scared of Mariana, because she was the one person that could ruin her beautiful marriage. "Okay… okay," she said and wiped her eyes clean."I came back home 3 days ago, son. I was surprised when I got to the dining and saw your father and his first lover back in high school. You won't believe son, it's Katherine's Mom, Mariana
In Vancouzer, the faded sunlight brightened up the day, melting away the early morning snow. The people went about their daily lives like nothing else mattered.Mariana was in the kitchen making dishes, anticipating the return of Johnny, her only son. Ever since she returned from the Woodluck's home, she had not been able to spend a minute without thinking about Gregory.A loud thud from the sitting room startled her. She was alone at home, Katherine had left for God knows where. So who could it be in the sitting room? She thought.She dropped everything she had on her and picked up her phone to call 911 in case of danger. She sauntered towards the sitting room to confirm who it was.A few minutes ago, a fleet of luxurious vehicles, Maybachs, Mercedes, Bugattis, and many more drove Kelvin and stopped by the house. Kelvin walked into the house in his expensive tuxedo suit, with two hefty bouncers following him behind. As he stepped in, the room was quiet, but he knew someone had to be
Two days later**It was 6 p.m. when Katherine returned home. She was tired and hungry, her stomach growling continuously, and she had to stop at a grocery store and get some chips and milk to quench her hunger.When she arrived home, the unpleasant smell of burnt food came from the house. She rushed into the house, only to find her mother sleeping peacefully, while the whole house smelled like barbecue."Jesus Christ! Mom!" She screamed, but Mariana was carried away by her peaceful state. Katherine ignored her and ran to the kitchen. It was already smoking everywhere. She quickly turned off the fire and rushed out of the kitchen. "Mom!" She yelled, returning back to the sitting room in anger. When she got to the sitting room, Mariana had woken up and was stretching herself on the couch. "Mom! What's this? Do you know how dangerous this is? Do you want to burn the whole house? What if I hadn't come back earlier?" She queried, and Mariana stared at her with her sleepy eyes.After stre
It was the weekend, and Kelvin and Frank were seated in a bar, with bottles of whiskey right in front of them. Towards the far left end of the bar was an old man, playing his violin to the entertainment of the people. While they all watched him peacefully, as he displayed his skill, Kelvin buried his gaze on the table, ignoring everything around him. He was absent-minded, not even the beautiful tone of the violin could steal his attention.A pretty young lady walked briskly into the bar and settled at a distance from Kelvin and Frank's location. Frank stared at her in admiration, but Kelvin hadn't noticed her presence.She was tall and curvy, her dark sexy eyes were enough to captivate a man. She stole a glance at Kelvin and smiled. Frank, who had noticed her, realized that she knew who Kelvin was. "Kelvin! Kelvin…" he whispered aggressively, pushing Kelvin by the side."What's your problem bro? Please, let me think." Kelvin retorted, his eyes filled with confusion. He had been goin
In the cold evening weather, Kelvin got home feeling distressed. His eyes showed how stressful he was and needed to catch a break to keep himself in check. However, following the recent development, he knew there was no time to rest.He needed to find out what was going on, and what Frank knew. Sitting on the balcony, he stared at the sky, wondering what he was thinking when he fell for Cara. He wasn't sure, and couldn't take Frank's words for a fact. He left his seat and paced around a little. Over the past few days, he had been trying to call Cara Orlando via the contact she provided, but he couldn't reach her. He glanced at his wristwatch and sighed.He picked up his cell phone and sent her a message asking for a date at the COBMENIR Hotel, the biggest hotel in Boston. After a few minutes, he got no reply. He dialed her contact, and as usual, there was no response. He smashed his phone on the table in annoyance, not knowing that Cara was doing it deliberately. She had noticed he
Early on Monday morning, Mark Muller had been arrested at the airport while trying to flee the country. It was just a day before the final court hearing, and the handwriting on the wall was becoming clearer. That Tuesday morning, Kelvin and Pamela left the house for the court judgment. Kelvin pulled up at the court with his Lamborghini Aventador, while Pamela followed shortly with a fleet of luxury cars as her convoy. All press and media personnel chased after her as she alighted from the car.“Good morning miss, what do you have to say to the public about your recent disappearance? Were you kidnapped and held captive against your will?" Their desperate voices rang out in unison. Different questions kept popping up, but with the presence of the security men, she was able to find her way into the courthouse peacefully. The hearing began shortly, and after the hearing, the judge called for silence across the room. It was time for judgment to be served.Sitting at the front row, Kel
As expected, Kelvin had filed a case against Mark Muller and General Orlando, accusing them of plotting every single attack on his family, including the disappearance of Katherine and Pamela.The city was boiling with the big news, every lip had the story on them, whispering to whoever cared to listen. General Orlando being a prolific person in the country, his involvement in the case took the government by surprise. Many rubbished the news until today, the day of the hearing. After the court case, every piece of evidence presented by Kelvin seemed to tally with his claim, but due to the caliber of people involved, the judge had postponed the judgment by two weeks. Kelvin got home that sunny afternoon, his face was beaming with a smile. He felt victorious at the end, even if the damage done couldn't be undone. As he entered the house, he went straight to his room and collapsed on the bed, his face fixated on the ceiling. He gasped softly, and a thought crossed his mind. He stood
Two weeks had passed since the rescue of Pamela and Katherine, and their whereabouts remained a secret between Kelvin and his hired gun. Pamela and Katherine had settled in Bucham, a distant city from Cintria. Kelvin kept them under the guidance of Tyler, his long-time friend. For old-time's sake, Tyler had taken Pamela and Katherine in just as Kelvin instructed, and he kept their location a secret to himself. One morning, Pamela woke up with a moody face. She couldn't sleep all through the night, the urge to return to Cintria was growing on her, but she knew she had to obey Kelvin's instructions. She couldn't make things complicated for him. She sauntered towards the door, and just as she tried to pull the door open, someone pushed open from the outside, and the door struck her on the forehead. She grunted angrily in pain, as she raised her face with a furious glare, she saw Tyler staring down at her confusedly.She furrowed her brow, staring back at him. “Am I disturbing?" He a
“Assholes!" Kelvin cursed as he sauntered into the house. He went directly to the bar and poured himself a glass of whiskey.“Fucking assholes," he cursed again. He was panting heavily, after a long day at the police department, he had failed to convince the police that Mark Muller was behind the sudden death of Frank. Given the situation, it became obvious that Mark must be monitoring his movement, somehow, he managed to find out whatever he did or discussed with anyone. “Maybe he knows about Juliana already, or maybe he doesn't." Kelvin thought. He paced around the sitting room, thinking of the next move now that Frank was dead. His phone rang, and he glanced at the screen. It was a call from Dead Target. He sighed and dropped the glass of whiskey on the table gently. “What?" He said abruptly as he picked up the call. “I believe you have a mission for me. Let me hear it."Kelvin exhaled and left his seat with a little worry all over his face. “I was going to call you, but some
Flying back and forth from Vancouzer to Boston was a hectic journey, but was it worth it? Kelvin sat comfortably in his jet, it was past 11 pm, as he flew back to Vancouzer. He had returned to Boston just as Juliana instructed in her texts, and the outcome wasn't all that he had expected. “Boss we're going down, please fasten your seatbelt,” the pilot announced, and Kelvin sighed. He did as instructed, and in less than a minute, they were on the runway. Kelvin gasped, peeping through the window. His mind drifted back to the moment in Boston, Juliana's palms caressing his chest, and building his urge till he couldn't hold back anymore.Flashes from the mind-blowing sex with Juliana came crawling back into his memory, and he let out a low smile. He took off his seatbelt and sauntered down the jet. His security team was already waiting at the airport with a fleet of cars to take him home. As they drove into his compound, he alighted from the car and darted his eyes around. “Where is
It was a new day as the struggle in the Woodluck household continued. Kelvin had been to several meetings, but all proved abortive in helping his Mom. The situation behind Uncle Theo's arrest turned out to be a big disadvantage for his course, and there was no one to turn to for help. He left the bed and started making his Early morning push-ups when he heard his phone ring. He abruptly walked over to the bed and noticed it was a call from Fubris Company in Vancouzer. “What the hell?" He said and picked up the phone. It was just 7:30 am, while would he be getting such a call he thought, so he picked up the call.“This is Kelvin, what's the matter?" He asked curiously, and a dull female voice greeted from the phone, “Good morning, boss."“We have a problem," the lady said and Kelvin furrowed his brow. “Mind going straight to the point? I have too many scheduled for today."“Sir a government agency just came into the company and ordered a total lockdown of the company, and every staf
On a Monday morning, Kelvin woke up late, it was a new day to face the troubles in the family. He grunted, struggling to leave the bed, but he clearly was too tired and needed more sleep. He glanced at his side clock, past 8 already. He jumped off the bed, today was the day when he got to represent his Uncle at the Silverwood Associates. He knew he couldn't mess things up by showing up late, so he rushed into the bathroom. In the blink of an eye, he was done and was dressing himself as fast as he could. A knock came on the door, and he paused. “Come on in," he screamed, and the door opened gently. An old woman walked into the room, wearing white and a kitchen apron on her.“Good morning sir, your coffee is ready as usual. Would you like me to make something else for you before you leave the house?” She asked, and Kelvin sighed. "Naah! Don't worry, Carolina, I don't have any time to eat. The coffee will do just fine,” he said to her and she took a bow before walking out. After dre
“What does the cunny lady have for me this time? I trust that you bring good news? Spit it, I've got no time to waste.” Mark's husky voice said over the phone. Mariana swallowed nervously, her eyes darted around the room as she thought of the best way to say what she had in mind. Mark was someone she knew to be impatient and arrogant, his temper issues were something to be concerned about. She exhaled, darting her eyes around the room.“What is it? I don't have all day." He roared, and she flinched. She swallowed hard and pouted slowly."Uhm… there is a problem," she said. Sitting on his sofa inside his sitting room, he raised his brow, showing his concern for what she had to say. " Spit it out,” he commanded, and she swallowed.Fear engulfed her, thinking about what he would do when she told him the situation."It's Gregory. It happened just like you said. He is deviating from the plan, I think he is going to the police or press, I can't tell which exactly.” "Hmm!” He mumbled in s
Katherine had her gaze steadied on the road as she drove downtown. A few minutes ago, she had a serious argument with her Mom, and it didn't end well. Her eyes were filled with sadness, as she stared at the road ahead of her. She had confronted her Mom about her involvement with Mark, but it didn't go so well. Due to her state of confusion, she packed her clothes and drove out of the house unsure of where she was going. It was past 10 pm when she drove into a hotel downtown. She decided to spend the night there, and then by morning, she would worry about getting herself another house. “Good evening, Ma'am," the hotel attendant greeted with a smile on her face, and Katherine blinked twice. She was not in a happy mood, hence her awkward expression. “How many I help ma'am??" The young lady on glasses said, and Katherine sighed. “I need a room for the night," Katherine announced, and she smiled. “Ok ma'am, hold on. Would you prefer a regular room or a VIP room?” After a short consid