*** *** ***Alex enters his villa tentatively, half expecting his father to be seated on one of the chairs in the living room.Ever since his father stalked out of the villa few days ago, he hadn't visited nor has Alex heard anything from him. He is eerily quiet and that scared Alex. "I don't think he'll be coming back." Devin mutters assuredly behind Alex."Let's hope so." The home phone suddenly rang breaking the stillness that descended in the room.Devin and Alex exchanged glances, then seeing Alex wasn't going to answer the call, Devin shrugs and goes to the hall way."Hello?" He answers the call, placing it on speaker as he walked back to the living room."Hello.. this is Booker, Mr Morbian's assistant?""I know you Booker, how may I help you?" Devin asks in a bored tone."I would like to speak with Mr Alex if you don't mind.""I'm afraid Mr Alex is currently indisposed to talk to you now, so if you wish, you can pass on whatever message you have, I'll make sure to deliver it
*** *** ***Booker hung up without waiting for Devin's response. "Getting a joint contract with the Nolvani company?" Alex echoed.Devin nods grimly, "I think we both heard that together."Alex shrugs, "not bad.... I was thinking of a collaboration with them before, anyway, so this would just make me act on my plans quicker.""But don't you find it weird?" Devin asks, a frown on his face."Huh?""You know, coming from your dad, someone who loves competition and coming first, also considering how he has been bad mouthing the company, don't you feel this is weird? You don't think he is up to something, do you?""As much as I would love to ponder on your theory, I would rather not. Just leave the man alone. Maybe he had a change of heart.""Quick reminder Alex, we are talking about your father here.""Let's not talk about it. I don't want to read meaning into everything he does. Everyone deserves a second chance."Devin shakes his head in annoyance, "this is hopeless." He mutters in an
*** ***As Jonas entered the apartment, he noticed the room is dark, giving a sense of deja vu of when he and other family members went to the lawyer's house.Jonas shook his head and walked fully into the apartment.A cold chilly voice welcomed him, confidently, "Hello Jonas Logan."Jonas wore a frown instantly, his hands going to his hand pocket where his gun is."I've been waiting quite a while and I hate waiting. That's why I made it clear to you to be punctual.""I don't take orders from children." Jonas bites back.The voice laughed, "what's makes you think you are older?" Jonas squinted his eyes in the dark, trying to make sense of his environs. He walked by the wall in hopes of getting a switch but it was like the apartment was built without electricity and not to allow natural light in.He was getting pissed by the second, he hated that he couldn't see the face of the person he is talking to."Are you insinuating you are older than me?" Jonas asks in a mocking voice."Am I?"
*** *** ***"Do you realize I had to stoop so low as to asking for a somewhat truce with the Nolvani company so they won't have me on the list of someone that needed him dead?!" "Calm down Morbian, don't yell at me. We were both deceived.""Are you sure this was not your plan all along?""I know you are angry Morbian but if you so much as insult me directly or indirectly, trust me, you'll live to regret it for the rest of your life." Mr G said deadpannedly.Mr Morbian swallowed, "Am I hitting so close to home? Is that why you are threatening me now?""Just warning to mind what you say to me and what you don't.""Asher didn't die." Mr Morbian stated again."I think that's a glaring truth to all of us and we are well aware. That would mean I lost my hitman for nothing.""What if it was your hitman?" Mr Morbian challenged."Lucas never make mistakes." Mr G replied through gritted teeth."Are you then saying...""We were told he died. So something must have happened.""Apparently, we we
*** *** The members of the Futuere Unanimous Club called for an emergency meeting. They were all gathered in the dimly lit room, the only source of light being the candles that flickered on the table in the center of the room. Everyone was there, except for their recently dead member, the CEO of Glen's accessories.Mr. G sat quietly, observing the conversation. He was the only one who wasn't afraid, while Mr. Morbian was visibly shaking with fear, although trying to keep up a bold front."Do you know why we are gathered here?" Mr Morbian addresses everyone."We saw the news, Asher Fotin is still alive. He survived the bullet." Someone replied."Which is an unbelievable miracle." Mr Morbian agreed."I am surprised you didn't call for a meeting instantly.""We have to be discreet about everything we do to avoid suspicion." Mr Morbian retorts back, "Now before we proceed, you all know the rules, to avoid disturbances or distractions, hope your phones are not on you?"A series of no erup
*** *** "When the fvck will you give me my sister!!" Jonas growled into the phone."Maybe never?" Adams replies."I can report you for kidnapping,""But you won't.""What the heck!!""I don't work for your family anymore more."Jonas chuckled, "so you don't know I have been talking to my sister? Very soon, with the right words I'll get her home, here with him before she travels six feet under the ground."Adams clenched his fist in anger, "What do you mean you have been talking to Trish?""Why don't you go ask get yourself?!""Is this your sick game so you can follow me around?""Like I said, I don't care about your hideout anymore because I know I'll get my sister soon, besides I have better and more interesting things to do."Adams hangs up instantly and heads out, he had kept his phone on speaker to keep track of Mr Morbian, but after the first time, he hasn't heard him say anything again. He deviates from the road home and head for the woods to his parents cabin where Trish is c
*** ***Asher sat in his car, watching from a far, giving orders to the gang leader. He didn't want to come out to see Alina so she wouldn't be suspicious with seeing him and Ryan together every time. Ryan's eyes caught the unmistakable car of Asher's metres away from them as they were ushered into a van to their house while the other members went another way.Ryan felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He doesn't remember collecting his phone back or anything. Alina was looking at both of them, ignoring him.Ryan took out his phone to read the message."Well played, my men are dead! I'll get back to you."Ryan turns his phone off and returns it back to his pocket.Resting his head on the head rest, giving into sleep.*** ***Adams laid the bed for Trish, after he dressed her wounds for her, then helps her to bed to sleep while he went to his study room to go through the logo and the information he has gathered. Nothing sensible has come from Mr Morbian's phone yet, so it is all beco
*** *** It's been a week since their awful incident, Olivia and Ethan weren't talking to each other which could also be said for Ryan and Alina but Ryan couldn't be bothered, not with the revenge list still in head topping by names."There's no need to follow me today," Ryan tell Ethan as soon as Alina and Olivia leaves the house."Why?" Ethan asks."I'm going to train station.""To?""Do nothing, just sit there.""Aren't you going to work out your relationship with Alina?" "No, not now at least.""Why?""She just needs time to herself.""What will I do then if I don't follow you?""Anything? Go out, have fun.."Ethan furrowed his brows at Ryan, "Or are you suspecting for drugging you?"Ryan pursed his lips, "I must admit, I did. You served me that cake.""I didn't serve Alina. I only helped the family and I wanted to be the one to serve you, look after what they serve you and all. I was just putting myself out there to be useful!!""I said I did. The past tense.""It's nothing, it'