The next day, Leon strolled out of the penthouse suite that Steve had given him for the night. He awoke to a complimentary breakfast that was the best thing he'd tasted in a long time. The night had been a peaceful one and he was glad to catch up on all the lost sleep from the trashy apartment. Morning came and his first thought was his car and how to get a decent job in the neighborhood, something he could earn a good living from and save up for his clinic. But each time the thought of the clinic crossed his mind, he sighed. It seemed like a far-off dream with his limited resources. "Good morning, handsome," a voice sounded behind him and Leon whipped around, startled. Tracy stood by the doorway, one hand dropped on the frame and another akimbo. "Did I startle you?" She asked with a bright smile. "A little," Leon replied honestly and pulled on a T-shirt. Tracy was blushing and looking everywhere but at his face. "I'm ready to go now, send my regards to your friend, Steve." H
Chief Sylvester Caden, Tracy's father, was seated on a low armchair, his eyes bright with untamed excitement. His wife, Susan was beside him and she smiled warmly at their guest. The man across from them was a middle-aged man, he wore a light brown jacket over a black shirt and a tie. He was one of the most famous bankers in the city with several investments scattered across Europe. Susan and Sylvester were very pleased to have him in their home. "You're sure there is nothing else you want?" Susan asked and the man shook his head, "This wine is excellent," he commented. Sylvester smiled proudly, he did take pride in his wine collection and there was hardly any guest that didn't compliment his lovely bottles, "I had that one from France, it was the last of its bottle, I paid good money for it," he said and then added, "It's twenty years old." The guest nodded and replied, "I always knew you were a man of class and style." Then he dropped his glass and looked at Susan. "Your daughter
Leon spent the rest of the day getting his new apartment ready, right before his eyes his ex-wife, Annabella, and her new lover, Tom had packed out of the house. He badly wanted to turn down Tracy's gift but he knew pride would be a dangerous poison seeing as he did not even have a place to sleep. "Thank you," was all he said, and then he moved into the apartment. It still felt like he could feel some part of Bella and her lover in the house but he ignored it knowing it was his mind messing with him. Later that evening, Leon had cleared out the living room and the bedroom, vacuuming the dust the way and changing the sheets. Tracy was beside him all along, rolling up her sleeves and helping with whatever he asked and even the ones he did not ask.From the looks that she kept giving him when she thought he wasn't looking, Leon realized that Tracy liked him. It was sad that they would never be together, not with her parents' judgemental behavior, there was no way he could deal with tha
Tracy recognized one of the men even before she saw her father. "My parents have found out I'm not home," she whispered in fear as they watched the men walk down to the living room and grab her. Leon didn't know what was going on and he attempted to defend her immediately, he kicked one of the uniformed men away but at once over a dozen circled him, he was outnumbered. Wondering why Tracy was such a trouble magnet, Leon thought of how he was going to take out over two dozen uniformed men or by himself, shortly after consuming a large plate of omelette and barely having any sleep the previous night. "If you want me, then let her go," he said loudly but none of the men responded. "Did my father put you up to this?" Tracy barked at one of the security men she could recognize. The man was a bearded black man, sturdy with the height of a giant. "Are you in danger, mistress?" He asked her. Tracy snorted, "You broke in here and met me having a peaceful breakfast and now you're asking i
A job in a clinic or a hospital was not forthcoming and learned why. With the little medical experience he had working as a part-time nurse for a clinic many years ago while trying to offset his student loan, he needed a little polishing up to do before thinking of being fully employed. But bills were piling up, although Tracy had just bought him a whole house, the tenants living there still had a probationary period of six months to get out of the property when their lease expired, Which meant that Leon would not be making any money off the building for a very long time unless he was considering giving out the house close to the trash can to someone - which he wasn't. Leon promised himself that he would surely pay Tracy back once he could afford to. With Sylvester's words still echoing through his mind, he wondered if there would ever be a time he showed up at the Caden family and was treated with respect. Right there on the porch step of his house that morning, he made hims
Everyone gasped at his strength As he quickly flung off the heavy door they had all been struggling with for minutes. He stepped into the cold refrigerator and pulled out the young boy. He was still wheezing helplessly and the waitress quickly brought him an inhaler. "Let him have this and he will be fine," She said, handing it to him quickly. But learn to the inhaler and place it on the floor, grabbing the boy's hand. "What are you doing?! He is running out of time, he has been in there for a very long time, and he needs to take his inhaler immediately," She cried out but Leon paid her no attention. He held onto Joseph's hands and channeled the power of the ring through him, he could feel his lungs regenerating again and all the fluid dried up. It took a few more minutes before he was able to get him back to normal and that is when he pulled away. "Oh my God, what have you done?" One of the men asked if he was the same cook who threatened to report Emelda to the cops. "He is no
Leon heaved a sigh of relief as he saw the familiar face. It was Bully, his friend from a long time ago when he was still working with his boss. "What are you doing here, don't tell me you chose the easier life," Leon said. Although he was visibly relaxed, the power of the ring was still pulsing within him, just in case Billy was not as harmless as he thought. "No, I don't quite think I'm cut out for such life," Billy replied and pulled off the mask. He grabbed Leon's hand and lifted himself off the floor. "So, what are you doing here? Why did you break into my apartment?" Leon asked and then on a second thought, he added, "Wait, I just got to this place yesterday, did you even know it was my apartment or you were randomly breaking into people's place?" He asked, his tone accusatory. Billy laughed, but the sound was thin, almost like he was struggling too. "I knew it was your apartment, dumbass, I have been following you for weeks now, maybe not you but the healer," he rep
The next day finally came, his first day at work after losing his first job. He could feel the melancholic memories attempt to overwhelm him as he recalled the craziest day of his life. He had lost his job, his wife, and almost his life on the same day. Pulling on his t-shirt s and a clean pair of denim blue jeans, he got into his Mitsubishi, and in a few minutes he was at work. He noticed that someone was already at the porch of the cafe to receive him. It was the boy he had healed from the other night, he looked better now, his face a lot healthier. "Welcome, great one, Madam Emelda instructed me to give you this, you will be on manager henceforth," the boy said and handed him a small tag. Leon was surprised, the old lady had told him that he would be the handyman around the cafe just in case they ever needed him around. "I don't understand, she said I was just a handyman," he replied, a confused look in his eyes. The boy smiled at him saying, "She just called all of us to