*** ***"Can I talk to you?" Ethan asks, entering the room he shred with Ryan."Sure, what's it?"Ethan sat at the scoots a chair closer to him, to seat. "Don't you think it is time for you to stop the facade, let everyone know who you are, let the fear you.""I don't think I am ready for that just yet, not when I have a family that still wants me dead to get my inheritance.""If you stop with the disguise, you'll get more and even tighter protection."Ryan furrowed his eyebrows, "are you saying you don't want to be my bodyguard anymore?""What?! No! I would never do that. But, as you already know I am not always there to protect you.""I am well capable of protecting myself.""No doubt about that. But still, you've been in hiding for a long time..""That's right!" Ryan agrees."And you are barely getting anything done with your disguise, instead, you are getting more added to your plate.""So coming out is the best answer?""I think so." Ethan nods. "You've changed, a lot from when y
*** ***Devin sat by a bridge, legs dangling above the water as he thought about Ryan's condition to help Alex.With a devil of a father and self centered boss like Mr Morbian. How is he going to get his hands on the deed to the company.It is a mission impossible!Devin groans into his hands, angry with himself. If only he had not listened to Mr Morbian. If only!!Mr Morbian doesn't trust anyone, not even the bank to keep his deed. The closest person to have his trust would be his wife, Melinda..But if by some crazy chance Melinda knows where the deed is, there's no way she would willingly disclose. She loves her husband so much she would take a bullet for him and although she cares about Alex in her own way, she never interfered whenever Mr Morbian was hurting Alex. Right now his only option is to surrender to Mr Morbian, even at the cost of his life.If he can some how get closer to Mr Morbian, closer enough to be able to tell where a man like him would keep the deed to his compa
*** *** ***Even though a part of her knew he couldn't be the one, she couldn't help herself as she walked down the path that leads to his apartment."Yeah? How may I help you? Olivia answered the door."Oh hey, it's you. Forgotten soul. Call your brother for me.""How can you remember a forgotten soul?" Olivia taunted "And whatever do you need Ryan for?""It's none of your business. Kids shouldn't interfere in adults matters.""When you learn to talk with manners come back."Olivia stepped backwards and slammed the door on her face."Wait!" Zara yelped, eyeing the door, "You are not going to slam that on me, right?"Olivia fixed her a look slams the door in her face.."How dare you Olivia?" Zara screeched, hitting her hand on the door furiously."Like you said it's my brother's house and I can do whatever the heck I want!" Olivia yells back.Zara stomps her foot on the floor angrily, how was Olivia still living with Alina."Do you need help?" Zara heard a voice sound behind her."Spe
*** *** After her confrontation with Ryan, Zara walked back to her apartment dejected. Age needs a plan, know who is after her. Even as she walked back to her apartment, she constantly threw furtive glances over her shoulder, see if she is being followed. Zara enters her apartment tentatively, a bottle of champagne in her hand. Her eyes quickly signed the environment for any forced entry or anything out of place, but everything seemed to be in place. She collapses on her sofa, popping the champagne open and taking a huge swing from it. If Ryan didn't know anything about it as he claimed, who then is after her and threatening her. She ran away from Australia to avoid all that and how it seemed like her past is catching up to her. Suddenly a noise came from her kitchen. She became alert instantly, her senses wide and calculating. She contemplated going to check for the source or running away. Finally, she took the baseball bat in the living room, heading to the kitchen, her mind r
*** *** She let out a shaky breath and went to pick it up. Her fingers trembling as she opened it. "Don't you think this is the state of your dead boyfriend now?" The note said. It fell from her hands, anger slowly replacing the fear. Whoever was doing this to her and sending her this messages is clearly mocking her. She couldn't report her predicament to the police, else, they'll look into her boyfriend's death and find her guilty as threatened, then at the end, she would be regretting her decision behind bars. She shook her head vehemently, shaking away the image that appeared in her head and bringing herself back to reality. Something about the cat and the box felt familiar to her. She frowned at it, racking her head. Then she remembered. She had seen something like this before the death of her parents. She had arrived from school earlier before her parents got back from work and had seen a black cat close to a box. The only difference then is it was a freshly dead fish, un
*** *** ***"Since I brought him to you, you haven't said anything about him." Asher tells Ryan."I still don't know how to fit in in the picture yet.""You haven't even met him!!""I will, once I know what to do. Where did you put him?""In the basement.""Of the company?""No, my house.""At the risk of your brother meeting him?""Adams have been really busy these days, he wouldn't notice.""You think? What if he escapes?""The basement is the safest place ever, he can't escape and surprisingly, he's been a very good boy.""Is that so?""Hmm." Asher nods, "But we need to think about what we'll do about him fast.""We will... however is another pressing matter?""What's that Boss?""It's about Alex Morbian, his assistant came to me for help.""What if it's a trap?""I think it's pretty serious, Alex is in trouble, curtsy of his father.""I'm not surprised, especially after that rumors. In fact I have been waiting for a news like that. It serves him right.""It's pretty serious.""So
~ Flash back ~"Senorita, pass me the soup" Mr Sami, her father said, slicing the fish in his plate open. "C'mon father, the soup is nearer to you than me." Young Zara whined, looking to her mother for help. "No no, don't look at me." Her mother cautioned, a soft smile playings on her lips. "Ugh...." She groaned "You're never a help." Her mother chuckled, chewing a piece of meat gently and slowly. You can say she's a woman of grace and elegance. Her husband pays her monthly just to look after their home. She earns more than a high class salary earner. Love as they say conquers all, almost everyone was against their marriage but together they scaled through, making a lot of people unhappy. Zara's father, Mr Sami is a millionaire and self employed. The best construction engineer in California. Their family is the envy of most people, the way they have family dinners everyday, day out every Sunday, the laughter and joy that's always on their faces is the envy of many people
*** ***Thomas jnr walked down the long corridor alone in slow strides The house is my mother's treasure, he could almost say she loves it more than him. Movie directors and rich men have offered to buy the house but she wouldn't hear of it nor sell it out. Apparently the house was given to her down by her father and then him, the one before him.Who would have thought now that the house would be desolate and void of life?! He has been in charge of the family business, born into it. No one ever asked him if he wanted to become a doctor or not, instead they just saddled him with the responsibility. Ever since his father died and his mother disappeared, couldn't bear the shame that her husband is a molester, he had more responsibility on him as he is the only head of the family now. Being a Doctor at age fifteen wasn't part of his dream but it's part of him now. Barely even having time for himself. He sighs, running his hands through the wall as he walked past. Wanting a normal