"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
*Two weeks later*It was snowing heavily in Vancouzer when Pamela drove into the parking lot of the COBMENIR. She had a dinner date with Frank, their relationship had grown, despite Kelvin's effort to stop them. Frank was sitting comfortably inside the COBMENIR HOTEL, when Pamela entered the magnificent hotel. Her beautiful eyes fell on his handsome nature, and a beautiful smile spread across her face, revealing her timeless love and affection for him. She cat-walked towards his direction, while he waited with a grin on his face.Pamela was indeed a beauty goddess and could easily have a man wrapped around her fingers. Her hair cascaded behind her back, while her sexy red lips shined brightly, corresponding to her red tight gown that exposed her figure 8."Here comes the angel I fell in love with," Frank said, and a cute smile enveloped her.He left his seat and spread his arms. She ran into his arms and he hugged her tightly. He kissed her forehead and gestured for her to sit. "S
In Vancouzer, Kelvin was lying on his sofa half asleep, with the thoughts of Cara on his mind. Falling in love with a potential enemy was something he didn't see coming. He lay still, his gaze fixated on the table set."Fucking assholes," he lamented. His face was dull and tiring, he had been returning Cara's call, but she wasn't answering. He couldn't help but wonder what could be her problem. A loud ringing from his cell phone drew his attention, and he glanced at the phone vibrating on the edge of the table. He was too tired and wanted to ignore it, but on the second thought that it might be Cara's call, he got up and picked up the phone. Staring at the screen, the caller's identity was boldly written as Pamela. He inhaled deeply and rolled his eyes in disappointment. Pamela's call was the last thing he wanted. He picked it up and placed the phone in his ears, without uttering a word. "Hey big boy," her melodious voice rang out. Her voice was so soothing and could ease one's pa
"Yeah, check your email address, I sent the location to you. I'll be right there when you come. And please, no one must know of our meeting here today." Gregory said to Mariana on the phone, his eyes filled with so much concern, knowing that the consequences wouldn't be good, especially for Mariana. It was past 7 in the evening, and Gregory had told Becca that he would be going on a business trip to Pukky that day. But here he was, in a hotel in Boston, waiting to meet his beloved Mariana. "Ok, I understand, I'll come immediately," she said, and he ended the call abruptly. After he had ended the call, he inhaled deeply, thinking about Mariana's presence. Everything he felt for her years ago was still there. Seeing Mariana again had just reawakened that feeling he thought he had buried for years. He sighed, and wiped his face, before heading to the bathroom for a quick shower. He stepped into the jacuzzi and turned on the shower, letting the warm water pour down on him. He gaspe