“Let him pass," Duncan yelled at the security men, and they stepped aside, giving Johnny the chance to walk through. Johnny narrowed his gaze and glared at them. He walked hastily towards the entrance where Duncan was standing. “What was the meaning of that? I'm sure as hell that you were the one who instructed these men to embarrass me. I thought we were friends? So much for our friendship after all.” Johnny yelled, his eyes filled with rage and agony, but Duncan didn't seem to be moved."Anyway, let's move on. So what's popping? Has your father been able to get back everything that he lost?” Johnny asked, staring blankly at him, and Duncan scoffed. He ran his eyes thoroughly around Johnny, so much contempt in them.“How dare you speak about that? Everything happening today is because of Katherine. She was the devil sent to destroy my family, but I didn't see it that way. If I had controlled my feelings for her, all these wouldn't have happened. You're her brother, and you have the
Katherine and Mariana were pacing around the room in utter silence. The fear in their minds is conveyed in their eyes, as they worry about Johnny. It was past 11 pm, and Johnny had not returned. Something wasn't right, they knew it, but who could've told what had happened? Katherine buried her gaze on the floor, thinking of every possible place Johnny could have gone. She had searched all his favorite bars and hotels, but he wasn't there.“I still don't get it. If Johnny didn't go to any of his favorite spots, then where could he have gone? Something is not right. I'm tired of believing this bullshit you've been saying since morning. Johnny is in trouble, now I'm sure of that!" Katherine yelled, and Mariana stared at her shockingly. “Are you shouting at me? Watch your tone young woman," retorted, and a deep sigh escaped Katherine's lips. She got off her seat and walked to a different seat in confusion. “I know now that he is in trouble. Earlier today, how could I have known that
Kelvin continued pacing around, he scratched his head, a classic sign of confusion, while his gaze drifted aimlessly. His mind went blank, as he struggled to think of a solution.He quickly ended the call on Pamela and dialed Katherine's phone. After 3 trials, he couldn't get her, so he assumed that Pamela was right. Shockingly, he found himself thinking too much about her safety, and he couldn't understand why. He quickly called the police. Luckily for him, he knew her address, so he instructed the police to get there as soon as possible. Mariana had changed her outfit to something new. Her face was filled with rage as she paced around the seating room angrily.“What are you saying, Johnny? Duncan has no right to lay his hands on you. Maybe he thinks he is still as rich as he used to be. I'll deal with him myself!"? Mariana said and turned to walk out of the house, but Katherine held her back. “No, Mom. Let him be. I think we should forget about what has happened. After all, the i
Kelvin walked around the kitchen, wearing his kitchen apron and cap. It was a Saturday morning l, and he had woken up and decided to eat something he prepared by himself. He had resolved to bake some bread for breakfast.A loud ringtone from his phone caught his attention, and he shifted his gaze in the direction of the phone. It was lying on the desk beside him. He stretched out his hands and grabbed it. Staring at the screen, he widened his eyes in shock. It was Cara Orlando. Immediately, he realized that he had been distant from her lately. But who can blame him? General Orlando had shown constantly that he didn't like him, and nobody wants to be where they're not wanted. A deep sigh escaped his mouth, and he exhaled. His eyes darted around nervously, as guilt weighed heavily on him. He thought about the best words to say in his defense because he knew why she was calling. “Shit! Fuck me! What am I gonna say? Damn it!" He lamented as he was unable to think of the best words to
Kelvin and Pamela were seated around the dining table with a plate of freshly baked bread before them. Pamela sniffed in, and let a smile travel around her face. Meanwhile, Kelvin had been looking at her with a side-eye. “I thought you said there was nothing special about my bread?" He asked, staring at her with a side eye, and she let out a low laugh. Her face was a canvas of joy within her. “Don't get too excited, boy. I've not gotten a taste of it yet. You don't judge by the aroma.” She said and picked up her cutlery. She dipped it into the bread, while Kelvin watched with a smile on his face. Immediately, his phone rang. He paused and picked it up.There were 5 messages and 3 missed calls from his Mom. He froze and widened his eyes wondering what could have happened.“What is it?" Pamela asked, seeing the look in his eyes, he raised his face and realized that he had caught her attention.“Oh no! Nothing yet. Just an unusual calling spree from Mom. Let's hear what she has to say
“Oh, you ignorant bitch!! Don't tell me that you failed to read the room. Why must you make everything about you?” Pamela growled, staring at Cara as she stood in the middle of the entire family.Her eyes darkened with rage, as she stole glances on each face in the room. “I never liked this bitch, but at least, I thought she was smarter than this. Well, fuck me!” She continued, and Cara growled. “Don't you dare speak of me in such a manner again, bitch! Especially not in my presence. Or maybe I should've known, all your family does is use people and throw them away when they're no longer important.” She said, her gaze fixated on Kelvin, and he buried his face on the ground to avoid her. Pamela scoffed, staring at her with a mocking smirk. “Look, I don't care about your emotions, bitch! One thing you should know is that you'll never marry my brother. I won't even let that happen.”“What you just did shows that you have a poor sense of reasoning, let's not even talk about humor ye
The next morning, Pamela had taken a quick flight back to Vancouzer, leaving Kelvin behind. It was Sunday, but she had a lot of files to check at the office, so she went directly to the company. It had rained the previous night, causing a cold breeze that early morning. She alighted from her car and sauntered into the talk building. Silence engulfed the air, as there were barely any living souls in the company, except the security men hired to safeguard the area. A deep sigh flew from her mouth as she entered the office. She took off her coat and hung on the chair. Immediately, her phone rang, catching her attention. She glanced at the screen, it was Katherine. A cute smile spread across her face, etching lines of satisfaction beside her lips. “Hey, babes! I was about to call you now. I just came into town, so I thought maybe you should know. Are you busy right now? Gosh, I've got a gist about what happened back home yesterday.” She said, and Katherine cleared her throat.“You li
“I need to go, Kelvin. Don't call me again till I get back. I feel like your calls since today have provoked my anger."“You can say that again. You didn't think for one moment that I'd let myself get bored when I had you huh?" Kelvin's gentle voice said over the phone, and she chuckled. A beaming smile spread across her face, and she picked up her handbag. It was workday day, and she had a business deal she was after for the Fubris Company. It was a mega deal, and she knew that the company needed it. “I'll talk to you later, boy," she said to him, and he mumbled inaudible words. She ended the call and set out of the house. Her security team had prepared a convoy for her outside, after what happened to Katherine the previous day, she couldn't risk leaving the house all by herself. They drove down to the big hotel sitting beside a lake, it was the meeting point for the deal. As she entered the hotel, she went directly to the hall where
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