They spend the rest of the evening coming up with a plan to gather evidence against Gertrude. They decide that Douglas will sneak into her office during business hours and retrieve any incriminating documents or emails from her computer. The following day, Rohan watches from a safe distance as Douglas makes his move. He sees him looking around before slipping inside Gertrude’s office. Rohan can feel his heart racing with anticipation, knowing that this could make or break their case against Gertrude. Inside the office, Douglas quickly moves towards Gertrude’s computer and begins typing furiously. Rohan can see that he is nervous, but determined, as he sifts through files and folders on the computer. Then, there is a loud noise outside the office and Douglas freezes, looking around frantically for a place to hide. The door swings open, revealing Gertrude herself. Douglas hides behind the desk before Gertrude can see him. But as she heads straight for the desk, Rohan holds his breath
After a while, Tyrianne comes out of her room wearing a skimpy outfit. “Oh, I didn’t know you were awake,” she comments, lowering down the volume of the television. “Who could sleep with that kind of noise?!” he snaps, straightening from the sofa. She chuckles, unaffected by his irritation. “We might have a little too much fun.” “A little?” Rohan’s voice rises in disbelief. “That was not a little. You two were practically screaming your lungs out!” Tyrianne just shrugs nonchalantly. “Well, we can’t help it if we enjoy each other’s company,” she smirks. Rohan rolls his eyes and huffs in annoyance. “I swear, you two have no sense of decency.” “Decency?” Tyrianne repeats, raising an eyebrow at him. “You’re one to talk about decency when you are watching TV at such a loud volume.” He gives her a pointed look before turning back to the TV. He doesn’t want to admit that he was trying to drown out the scandalous sounds coming from her room. She walks over and sits beside him on the co
As Pablo finishes his testimony, the courtroom is in shock. Gertrude’s face is twisted in anger and disbelief, while her lawyer looks defeated.“Your honor, I object to these baseless accusations against my client!” Gertrude’s lawyer exclaims.The judge raises an eyebrow. “I have heard enough evidence from Mr. Pablo and the other witnesses to proceed with this trial. Do you have any more witnesses or evidence to present on behalf of your client?”Gertrude’s lawyer shakes his head, knowing that there is no way to defend against the overwhelming evidence presented by Rohan and his team.The prosecutor steps forward confidently. “Your honor, we have shown with irrefutable evidence that Ms. Gertrude is involved in various illegal activities. We request that she be taken into custody immediately.”The judge bangs his gavel. “Ms. Gertrude, you are under arrest for drug trafficking, money laundering, and human trafficking.”The court erupts into cheers as Gertrude is led away by police offic
Rohan wipes the sink while listening to the Walton family in the living room. He grabs the laundry basket and heads to the washing machine. Tomorrow is a weekend, and the Waltons will be home. He must stay out of their way and focus on his tasks tonight to avoid them.Rohan’s heart races as he hears someone turn the doorknob. When he sees a servant coming to check on his laundry, relief washes over him. He relaxes and the man looks at him strangely before leaving.Done with his tasks, he pushes the door to his small room in the servants’ quarters. In the center, a dark blue rug covers the floor, but the smell of mold and decay lingers like an old house that’s been closed for years.Rohan closes his eyes, exhausted–the flat pillow and hard bed become a distant thought. After his wife dies, the silence surrounds him like a loving companion. The beautiful and kind Kyndra Walton—loved by the gods, but taken too soon.Suddenly, Kaden bursts into the room and glares at Rohan on the bed. “Is
Rohan wakes up, exhaustion filling him up. Sunlight streams in the window, yet he feels overwhelmed. He stares at the familiar ceiling of his bedroom but finds no comfort. Dread builds–it’s Saturday morning.Ignoring the trembling of his legs, he goes to the washroom. Splashing water on his face, he notices the swelling and pain in his stomach. After a bath and fresh clothes, he returns to his room and sits on the bed, feeling heavy and numb.A knock comes at the door. Rohan opens it and finds a female servant holding a breakfast tray. He frowns at the coffee and the food.“Sir Kaden sent me. He mentioned you got into an accident last night.”Rohan nods, and Sara, Kaden’s personal maid, enters. Sara is tall and slender with a plain face. Her hair is pulled back in a bun. She is dressed in a gray uniform and black apron and carries an air of confidence.She sets the tray down and pats the bed. “If you would sit here, I can look at the wound on your face,” she says. “And anywhere you ar
After his bath, Rohan enters a sun-filled greenhouse of vines and flowers. Inhaling the sweet scent, he relaxes in the comforting oasis.Rohan knows he’s dreaming when he sees Kyndra smiling down at him. Her dark hair falls around her shoulders, and her eyes sparkle in the light. She moves closer and presses against him, whispering, “Come to me.”He bolts awake, groaning. It had been a while since he last dreamed of his beloved wife.“Fuck me harder! Ah! Come for me!” It is a shrill cry of a woman amidst ecstasy.Rohan crawls towards the sound and sees Kendrick Walton and Chelsea, the famous actress, in a passionate embrace. She is writhing beneath him as pleasure wracks their bodies.Kendrick yells, “You whore! Stop faking your orgasm!”“I am not,” she purrs. “You are so good.”Kendrick whirls around and bellows, “Who’s there?!”Rohan panics as Kendrick’s eyes flash with murder. There’s no way to escape.Kendrick takes his pants and a gun. He fires. Rohan feels a sharp pain, and bloo
The grand party is filled with vibrant colors, music, and lights. Guests are dressed in their finest and are dancing. Buffet tables are set with crystal glasses, dishes, and food. The aromas of sweet desserts, savory meats, bread, coffee, and flowers fill the room.Rohan stands stiffly as Kaydance Walton smiles at their greeters. Kyndra should have been the one attending, but now Kaydance and Rohan have to substitute.“Why are there too many people?!” she complains, her arms interlaced on his. “I thought this is a gathering of the elite? It’s not elite if there’s a lot!”Rohan still thinks the number is small. Less than a hundred for the entire country.“Do something, dog!” Kaydance orders.Rohan ignores her command. His shoulders ache from Kendrick’s hit yesterday, and he is uncomfortable wearing a black tuxedo while others wear colorful gowns and suits. Thankfully, he only had to stay until Kendrick’s announcement.“There are a lot of handsome actors here. Dog, make yourself handsom
Kaden pulls Rohan’s head up. “Since you will die soon, I will tell you something really good,” he says. He leans closer to his ears and whispers, “I killed my sister Kyndra. I had no choice. She is about to squander our fortune. Too much for being one of the Twelve Elites. She is a massive fool, destroyed when she met you.”Rohan’s eyes flew open and sees the ceiling of a house. He is only dreaming. No, that was real. As he was dying, Kaden whispered it to him. That monster killed his wife! And then, he killed him too!His eyes begin to well up with tears. If he could go back in time, he would do everything differently. He and Kyndra would stay together forever. Instead, they wasted years, and their marriage only ended in misery and sorrow.“Why is the young man crying?”Rohan’s eyes go to an old man by the door. He is holding a pitcher with a small cup on top. And on his other hand is a water basin with a towel hanging on its side.“So, angels look like that?”The old man chuckles. “