Hudson sat on a barstool in a mini-bar in his father’s house, with a bottle of hard liquor in his hand and a cigarette in his other hand, his head bent low. He took a deep sigh and raised his head up, facing the ceiling. His eyes showed signs of someone who had been lacking sleep for a couple of days. He took a couple of gulps directly from the bottle, pushing off the barstool he was seated on, he walked down the passage and opened the back door, climbing down the stairs that leads to a basement. It was a basement that was actually made up of prisons, it was more like a torture chamber that Mr. Alexandros once used a lot when he was still active as the mafia boss. The chamber became dark immediately Hudson shut the door. In the midst of the darkness, he dragged his hand against the wall, searching for something, he finally stopped immediately he had seen it. One thing that the room heavily reeks of is blood and fear. The low groans of someone filled the room, the sound of chain dan
Hudson pressed his foot on the pedal, his hand gripping the wheels tightly, impatience crawling on his skin. He finally stopped in front of a hotel, he flew out of his car, slamming the door shut. He walked straight towards the lobby and went straight to the elevator, pressing the button that leads to the penthouse. The elevator made a ‘ding’ sound, opening up slowly, Hudson jumped out of the elevator before it could even open, pressing the doorbell of the penthouse continuously. “I am coming, who is that retarded, uncivilized asshole?” Andy's voice came from the other end of the door. He unlocked the door, the moment his eyes laid on the person standing in front of his door, he quickly slammed the door as fast as he could but Hudson prevented that from happening by blocking it with his hand. “Oh shit, what is it this time?” Andy lamented, throwing his head back in frustration. “Walk in,” Hudson ordered with a gesture of his head. Andy had noticed that Hudson was oddly angry tod
"You know that you have to eat so you can stay healthy and be strong for the baby, right?" Ethan said, walking up to Alexis, he pushed a tray of food closer to her again. "The food has gone cold," Ethan added, taking a closer look at the food. He raised his head to look at Alexis, the way she stared at him was with disgust, she clearly showed how irritated she was by his presence. "Fuck off!" she yelled, her tone carrying the same emotion as she showed in her eyes. Ethan let out a soft chuckle and walked closer to her. She was seated on the bed located in one of the many rooms in his mansion, she sat in the lotus position, resting her back on the headboard of the bed, her hands folded on her chest. There were dark circles around her eyes, it showed signs of tears like she had been crying for days, her eyes were red and swollen also. She had cried till her eyes could barely produce any gland again. "What the fuck is wrong with you, Ethan? Just let me go and I won't press charges a
“Wait, can you come again with what you just said, I didn’t hear you properly” Hudson said, while walking to Mr. Richard who was down on his knees, he placed the phone on speaker. “Well, I mean what I said, Hudson, kill him for all I care, I don’t give a fuck” Ethan repeated, this time saying each and every word slowly. Mr. Richard didn’t look too surprised like he should, when he heard what his son just said, he had half expected that from him. He smacked his lips, “you fucking bastard!” he yelled loud enough for him to hear. “Ethan, I am giving you this last chance to choose again, return my girlfriend to me and I will let him live,” Hudson said through gritted teeth, a frown making its way to his face, making sure the tone of his voice was filled with the emotion that he was feeling; immense anger. Knowing where Alexis is now, but unable to get to her is more frustrating than not knowing who took her and where she is. “Like I said, she doesn’t belong to you, she is already tak
"So as we were discussing, it's all part of the plan and we would get a better result if we approach it this way," one of the board members said. They kept on talking and talking but their voices seemed to be coming from a very far distant place, despite how close they are to Hudson. He held his head in his hand, looking at his eyes, one would be able to tell that he was far gone, deep into his thoughts. That is how he had been for the past few weeks. He was barely showing his face in the company and once he does, it is only to wrap up something or whatever purpose that brought him to the company is and he never exceeds a certain time before he dashes off. "Mr. Stewart… Mr. Stewart" the chief operating officer who sat at the farther opposite side of Hudson called out to him. He sighed and pulled out of his thoughts, raising his head to look at them. His eyes, which were mostly cold in a way they have grown accustomed to, have suddenly taken on a different emotion over the past fe
Hudson held his phone to his ear, obviously on a phone call with someone, his free hand gripping the balcony walls tightly. His face squeezed, forming a facial expression that showed he was clearly not pleased with what he was hearing from the other end of the phone. His grip on the balcony walls tightened the more, he locked his jaw. "Ok, just keep at it, Issac" he muttered and hung up the call, slipping the phone into his pocket. He could feel it in the tone of Isaac's voice that he was clearly beginning to lose hope in finding Alexis. The tone of his voice showed more than he intended to. Maybe it was time to face reality that it was not really going well but that doesn't mean he would give up on her. He thought of different ways to make them work harder than they are currently and different methods of achieving that came to his head.Kidnapping all the families of the people he employed and sponsored to find Alexis and threatening to wipe them off the face of the earth comple
Alexis sat holed up to the wall, sitting on the bed with her feet flat on the bed and her knees drawn closer to her chest, she wrapped her hands around her knees, her head buried down. There was a tray of empty plates in front of her, she had only chosen to eat because of the child she was carrying. The door made a creaking noise, the same noise it usually makes whenever it is being opened. She heard the sound of footsteps approaching her but she didn't move a single inch, maintaining the same position. She didn't need a soothsayer to tell her who it is, a part of her always wish that she is wrong for the first time, that the scent that will fill the room once the door creaks open is not the one in the room now but the one that she have grown accustomed to, the beautiful scent that always make her heart racing, the voice that will call out to her, is the one that always soothes her and make her lips curve into a smile off their accord. "I can tell that you are buried in your though
"Same answer," Hudson muttered, tapping his hand on his desk. He was in his office, he placed his hands on his desk, resting on it, Bethel was standing opposite him with a tired look on his face, he looked exhausted. He walked towards the chair in front of him and sat on it, a tired sigh escaping his lips. He had called Bethel to meet him at the office, since he was also headed there to sign up for work and give his final decision to the previous meeting that was held. "Yeah, same answer," he replied. "I think if we keep searching at this pace that we are going, if we find Ethan eventually, he will definitely beat us hands down and that will spell the end for us. I think that he is making us do this purposely, wearing us out slowly, making us tired,"he added. "Ah, fuck. When you think about that also, it sounds so… true" Hudson muttered, falling on his chair with a loud groan. "What do you want me to do now, Bethel? I am fucking lost on this" he asked, throwing his head back in