It was past 10 p.m. when Kelvin dropped at the airport in Boston. A Lamborghini AVENTADOR SVJ was lying in wait to drive him home. When he got to the driver, he instructed him to take him to the hospital first. He couldn't wait to see Cara. As they got to the hospital, he was welcomed by the familiar faces of the nurses on duty."Hi, Mr. Woodluck," a cacophony of voices rang out across the hall. Kelvin pointed towards the nurses and said "Call me Kelvin, and not by my last name," and continued walking. He wore a vibrant mood as he sauntered towards Cara's ward hastily. He wiped his face with his palms and began to wonder the right words to say to her.He got to the door and exhaled deeply before pushing it wide open. Unfortunately, the room was without a living soul. He darted his eyes around, but nothing. After checking the bathroom, he found out that she wasn't inside. He furrowed his brow in confusion, where could she be? Immediately, a nurse walked inside with a file in her h
It was a new day in Vancouzer, and the sun was shining brightly from the sky. Christmas music was playing in every home, with Christmas trees hung in every house and office.The anticipation of Christmas festivities hung in the air, creating a beautiful ambiance across the city. Kelvin had just ordered some Christmas trees to be delivered to his house in Vancouzer, he stood in the sitting room, looking across the house and finding the perfect decoration for it. His doorbell rang, and he knew it had to be a family member. That was the only way his security wouldn't disturb him with uninvited guests. He sighed and walked to the door.He pushed the door open, and Pamela's beautiful eyes were staring back at him. She was the last person he was expecting to see. Just a few days ago, she told him what he never expected to hear from anyone, not to talk of her. His face went cold, as he looked at her without uttering a word. She sighed, knowing she had to forget her pride and apologize."W
Kelvin fixated his gaze on her, as she stared at him anxiously. One part of him wanted to keep the secret of his parent's quarrel, but it was too late. He had already opened up to Pamela.He sighed and stared at her again, she hadn't shifted her attention for a bit."What are you not telling me? What's going on? Can I help?" She questioned theoretically, and Kelvin scoffed. A faint smile spread across his face, revealing a tender gaze.He ran his finger on her hair and pulled her closer to his chest. He kissed her hair, and patted her back carefully."You're already helping sis, you just don't know it," he whispered in her ears, and she felt relaxed. She smiled happily, it had been a while since she had such a moment with Kelvin. They remained still, and silence filled the air. ***Back in General Orlando's residence in Boston, Cara was lying in her bed, her face covered with sadness, seeing that Kelvin hadn't checked on her. She looked healthy, but she wasn't strong enough like norm
General Orlando was in his garden when the policemen drove in. Cara alighted from the car, her face buried on the floor. She couldn't look her father in the eyes, as he rushed down to them."What's the meaning of this? And when did you leave the house?" He said, staring angrily at Cara. His voice sounded thunderous, and fear engulfed her. General Orlando was strict when it came to disciplining his daughter. "Thank you very much officer, I've got this," he said and the officers entered their car and drove away. After they had gone, the general stared at her angrily and shook his head without saying a word. He left her standing, and she became confused. He didn't do anything about it this time. Immediately, Pamela drove in with a fleet of cars carrying her security.She alighted from the car with a beautiful smile on her face. She rushed to Cara who was standing there staring at her like she didn't know her. They fell into a warm embrace, and Pamela kissed her cheek."Why is Kelvin no
As early as 9 a.m. Kelvin jets back to Boston. He was filled with happiness and joy as he dropped by Boston's airport. He climbed down the jet and sniffed in with his eyes closed. It had been over 2 since he last visited. "Home sweet home," he muttered to himself and smiled happily. A Lamborghini Urus was parked in. The airport to take him home. As they drove along the road in silence, he texted Cara to meet at COBMENIR tonight.The weather was cool and boring as they drove into the family house. Beautiful scents of hibiscus flowers hung in the air, as the wind carried it into his nostrils. He plodded towards the entrance, and when he entered the house, he realized that Christmas was really upon them.Back in Vancouzer, he hardly had time to think about Christmas. One thing always bothered him, and he could hardly concentrate. The sitting room had changed completely, Becca had hired a professional designer to beautify the house in Christmas color, since Christmas was just 2 days a
At around 11 p.m. Kelvin and Cara left the club. Since Cara didn't come with a car, Kelvin drove her home to ensure she was safe and sound. After bidding her goodnight, he stopped by a grocery store to get something to eat for the night. As he dropped from his car, the yelling of a deep husky voice startled him. When he darted his eyes around, he found out that the voice was coming from the store. He darted his eyes around, but the road was silent, except for the scanty speedy vehicle running on the express. He plodded towards the entrance carefully, wondering what was going on. When he got closer, it became clear to him. It was an argument between two men about a little. Staring at the child before him, he wondered what was going on. Obviously, the child ain't theirs. He narrowed his gaze to the two men before him, and the one on the left stared at him in disdain. "Young man, what do you want? What's your business here? If you are here to buy anything you should wait out there.
He drove quietly into the compound. His mansion was well secured, several hefty men were hovering around the house to ensure everything was in order at all times. He alighted from the car and opened the back door.His brow furrowed, and he glanced at the sleeping beauty with a perplexed look, unsure of what to do next. He wiped his face and sighed. He carried her gently and sauntered into the house. As he got to the sitting room, he found out that she had woken up. He dropped her on the sofa and smiled at her. She darted her eyes around the amazing mansion, you could tell how amazed she was.Kelvin stared at her patiently, waiting for her to feed her eyes to her satisfaction. She raised her head, and their eyes met."Hi," he muttered in a very low tone, and a wide beaming smile spread across his face. He sighed and stared at her in admiration. Many thoughts ran through his mind. In a second, he began to wish that he had his child. "Is this your house?" She asked, her tender gaze fix
Kelvin returned to Vancouzer on an emergency call. He had completed his legal adoption of Arya after he found out from the orphanage that she had no living family member. Her parents died in a plane crash 2 years ago, and Arya had not been able to fit into the life in the orphanage. He was sitting in his office with a file in his hands when the door flung open. He didn't pay attention to whoever entered, believing it was Pamela. His gaze hung heavy on the file, till a familiar voice spoke up."How is your day going?" She said, and he paused. He recognized that voice, he raised his brow, and Katherine was standing before him with two cups of coffee in her hands. She smiled at him, intimately, exposing her beautiful face. The same face that enchanted him and held him on his knees for 3 years. He stared at her in surprise, she was the last person he expected in his office at that moment. Her eyes plundered into his, making him restless.His breathing quickened, and she sat on his lap
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