THIRTY-TWO YEARS AGO…“Any questions?” Paul Richmond asked, facing the class. Nobody raised their hands. Everybody seemed disinterested in the class. They were all chatting and looking through their pagers. It was a typical college student attitude. Paul Richmond shook his head and reached for his bag. “Very well, we shall continue from where we stopped in our next class,” he said. The whole class rose from the seats immediately to leave the theater. “And read pages 56 to 77, for the term paper,” he added but he knew nobody had heard him. His voice had been buried in the ruckus caused by the students leaving the classroom. Paul grabbed his luggage and cursed under his breath. He hated his job but he needed it. He thought that teaching young college students would be a good thing, but it turned out to be one of the worst decisions he had made. He would have been better off with High school teenagers. Maybe they would have been worse than them. Who knew”“Umm…Professor Richmond?”
“Come in, Professor,” the man behind the desk said. Paul Richmond stepped into the office and closed the door behind him. As he took a seat before the desk, he knew why he was there. It meant that he was in big trouble. To be invited to the vice chancellor’s office could mean only one thing. Which was that he was getting fired. “You’re a smart man, Professor Richmond,” the vice chancellor said, arranging the files on his desk. “So I already know you guessed why you’re here.”Paul nodded in response. He had broken one of the academic laws in the school which was not to have any illegal affair with any of the students. Paul had broken that law when he got Lauren pregnant. It had all happened in a flash. Paul hadn’t seen it coming. Things had spiraled out of control ever since he had asked Lauren out for dinner. She had accepted and they had grown from there. They had gone out on dates pretty much after, and the class had spread rumors about them sleeping with each other. While those
Paul Richmond stormed into the hospital and rushed towards the hallway. He had heard that Lauren was on the verge of giving birth. He was both mad and hurt. Why would she rather go into the emergency room alone than call him? It didn’t make any sense. Arlene wasn’t around anymore which meant that she was all alone. She was an orphan with no parents and had been taking care of herself ever since she got into college. Paul hadn’t learned that until a few months ago. That had made him feel worse. He had indeed ruined her life and there was no way he could come back from this. All he had to do was hope that Lauren would end up forgiving him if he was doomed to feel this guilt forever. It had been nine months since the time he had spoken to her and Arlene just outside the vice Chancellor’s office. Lauren had told him she never wanted to see him again a couple of times after that day, but he had stuck around making sure that she barely had any complications. Paul hadn’t told her that her
“Come in, Mr. Richmond,” Doctor Meyers said. Paul nodded and stepped into the room. He was puzzled that the doctor would call him instead of letting him share a few more days with his son. Paul was the happiest man on earth right now. He finally had a family now. With Lauren accepting him back after everything, he hoped that this would be the start of something new. He was expecting a reply from the college he had applied for in Texas this week. Hopefully, he would get hired and they could all move there. Maybe Lauren could restart school there, and they could share responsibilities on who would hold the baby. Everything seemed to be working out better than he had expected. This was because Arlene wasn’t here. She would have whispered into Lauren’s ear telling her how bad a decision this was. But Lauren knew that the baby and she needed him. There was no way she would be able to provide for herself without him. She was still in the sick bed trying to recover from the delivery, and
Paul Richmond barged into the hospital making his way through the hallway in a hurry. He was just told that Lauren had finally returned after going missing for over two days. Paul was infuriated, but all he hoped was that she was still with the baby. He could remember being dumbfounded after finding out that she had fled the hospital with their son, Rylan. He couldn’t understand what would prompt that move. They had agreed to take care of the child together when they moved to Texas together, but it seemed like she had other plans in her mind. What had she done, and where had she gone?Paul was going to find out soon. He arrived at the door of Dr. Meyers’ office and knocked on it impatiently. “Come in,” a muffled voice ordered. Paul gripped the doorknob and swung open the door stepping into the office. In the office sat Lauren. She was sitting before the desk with Dr. Meyers looked directly at her. They seemed to be having a conversation before his interruption.Lauren turned slo
Dr. Meyers shut the door of his office heading towards Lauren’s room. It had been two weeks after the incident at his office. He had broken the news to Lauren about her hemorrhage, and she had taken it better than he had expected. After her meeting with Paul, he had prescribed a few pills for her to take which would help with the hemorrhage, but she had refused to do so. Dr. Meyers had been shocked by this. Her condition had become critical, and now he was heading to her room to prepare her die surgery. The hemorrhage would have to be removed for her to live. If it didn’t work out, she was going to leave behind an innocent kid to an arrogant man like Paul Richmond. This isn't something Dr. Meyers would wish on anybody. He arrived at the room all dressed in his lab coat and knocked on the door. There was no response. He felt that she was dressing up in preparation for the surgery and that there were a couple of nurses in there with her, so he waited. Dr. Meyers hadn’t talked to Pau
LOS ANGELES, PRESENT DAY. Rylan was shaken as he stared at the floor. Hearing his father’s side of the story had truly opened his eyes. It seemed everybody had a different perspective on the story, but he would have loved to hear it from his mother’s mouth. He wasn’t going to be that gullible to his father. There is every possibility that his father could be trying to manipulate him. Rylan didn’t care if it was paranoia knocking on his door. He wasn’t going to let somebody who had been absent throughout his life change the way he thought about his mother. He refused to believe that his mother would give him away like that after Paul had promised them a happy home in Texas. Why would she choose to hand him knelt to Arlene rather than move to a new city with him? Maybe she didn’t love him anymore? Maybe she hated him so much. It could be understandable. Paul had told him that she hated him because he had ruined her life with the pregnancy. Rylan couldn’t help but feel like a problem
Paul Richmond couldn’t describe the mix of emotions he felt. He was happy that his son was alive but was also sad that he had given up on searching for him. He had feared that Rylan had been dead all alone, and that was why he had never bothered to go and search for him. But now, he was at his mother’s grave trying to pay his last respects. It was raining heavily now, and Rylan hadn’t come in yet. Paul feared that something was wrong. And so he decided to go out and look for him. He picked up a raincoat and pulled out an umbrella before stepping into the rain. He walked through the backyard heading towards the little garden where the three tombstones were. The garden had been made by Lauren’s mother, Agatha. Lauren had decided to look after the garden after her demise. And Paul had promised on her grave that he would look after the garden for her. That was why he was staying here. He had run away at first to Texas after burying her. He had thought he could escape his past, but it
VENICE, ITALY6 MONTHS LATER. “Stay away from me!” The man yelled as he ran through the dim streets for shelter. Behind him, a man dressed in a black suit with a black mask was running after him. In his hand was an FN 5’7. The man in black pursued him endlessly. When the Italian man stopped for shelter, he pulled out his gun from the pockets of his leather jacket and aimed at the man in black. “Rylan. Watch out,” Williams called in his ear. “Holy shit!” Rylan yelled on his breath as the man pointed the gun in his direction. Two shots were fired and Rylan managed to dodge the bullets before they could hit him. “Are you sure this is our guy?” Rylan asked. “Affirmative. Dominic De Rossi,” Williams replied through the comms. “I just hope you’re right.”“When have I ever been wrong?”Rylan rolled his eyes and fired back at Dominic. The shot whizzed past Dominic’s head and he scrambled to his feet immediately. Rylan saw this and decided to go after him. They were on the main stre
“They let you in?” Jain asked. “Of course they would.”Jain sighed and drank her cappuccino. They were both seated at a table in the cafe. It was at their favorite spot—the table by the window. It had been two days since Rylan had spoken to Frederick. He could still remember the shock on his face when he told him he had forgiven him. It wasn’t something that Frederick had expected. Frederick was aware that he despised him, but there was no need to keep that grudge anymore. The battle had been won. The best thing he could do now was move on and that was ok his agenda. Jain shook her head in disbelief. She was baffled that they would let Rylan into the prison to speak to Frederick McCullough. Well, he was Rylan Daystar. “So what did you tell him?”Rylan lifted his cup of cappuccino and took a sip from it. His eyes went to the parking lot outside the window. The morning sun washed all the cars there with its glorious light including his black Audi. “I told him that I forgave him.”Ja
The door opened and a figure dressed in suit stepped into the facility. The sounds of footsteps echoed through the hallway as the figure made its way toward the door. When it arrived, a guard was waiting by the door who was heavily armed. He opened the door and stepped forward. He had a grim look on his face. “Welcome, Mr. Daystar.”Rylan smiled at him and shoved his hands into his pockets. “Where is he?” He asked. “Waiting for you, sir.”Rylan nodded and stepped forward. He was in a prison facility, one of the most dreaded in the country. Rylan was here to see someone special to him. He would call it a mockery, but there was something he would love to say. This was the last thing on his bucket list before he could tag this mission as a success. They arrived at a room and the guard opened the door for Rylan. Inside the dimly lit room, a figure was sitting at a table dressed in orange. Rylan clenched his jaws and stepped into the room. He turned back to the guard who was still sta
“I thought we were going to head back home?” Jain asked as they headed into their Airbnb. “Well, Los Angeles is a two-hour flight back, and my pilots are off duty for the night,” Rylan said, closing the door behind them. Jain sighed and rubbed her neck nervously. She couldn’t remember the last time she had been in a room alone with a man. That had been with Jacob; five years ago. Rylan took off his suit jacket and hung it on the cloth rag before folding his undershirt. “If this makes you uncomfortable I could get a different room for myself.”Jain turned to him. “You could do that?” She asked. “I mean, there’s no need for that.”Rylan arched an eyebrow at her as he folded his sleeve once more. “Okay. If you say so.”Jain nodded and proceeded to the fireplace. She was gazing at the crackling fire as she held her shoulders. It brought her soothing warmth. There was a center table in the small living room and on it was a bucket of ice with a bottle of champagne sitting in it. “Wou
WASHINGTON D.CRylan dropped his fork and reached for his napkin dapping his lips softly. Jain who was watching him had a glass of red wine in her hand. They were surrounded by people who also stayed in an expensive diner. One only Jain could dream of having. Rylan had changed her perspective on things over the last few days. She had managed to see the world through another pair of lenses; the expensive kind. Jain never knew that Rylan could be such a sweet person. She could vividly remember the first day she had met him. She and Stanley had been trying to solve the shootout that seemed to have happened to his club. When she had first laid eyes on him, she knew he was trouble. From the way he talked and moved, she assumed that he was as narcissistic and arrogant as the rest of all the billionaires in Los Angeles. But now as she sat across from him in an expensive diner, she couldn’t believe that she had been wrong the whole time. She had missed judging him, and that was fine by him
The party was lavish. There were lots of special dignitaries who filled the scene. The paparazzi wouldn’t stop flashing their cameras at them. This was the biggest party in the city. It was an awards party which would explain why there were so many famous people. A black Lamborghini arrived at the scene and halted on the red carpet. The door lifted and a figure stepped out of the car. It was Rylan Daystar who was dressed in a charcoal black suit with floral patterns and a shawl which was tied at his waist. He looked like a Frenchman. He moved to the other side of the car and opened the door. A woman stepped out of the car all dressed in a white gown. It was Jain, and she had a new look. Her platinum blonde hair which was always long was cut short now making her look dangerously beautiful. Rylan smiled as he watched her close the door of the Lamborghini. A valet came forward and Rylan threw the key to him. “Make sure you take good care of her.”“Yes sir,” the valet said, getting in
Rylan opened the door and stepped into the house. He had a grim look on his face. Arlene, who was seated on the couch engrossed with the television, looked up and saw him walk in. She immediately turned off the television and smiled at him. “Rylan. You’re back.”Rylan nodded. “Mom I’d like for you to meet someone,” he said standing aside from the door. Arlene raised an eyebrow at this. “Come in,” Rylan appeared to be speaking to the door until a figure stepped into the room.As Arlene saw the figure, she immediately flashed back. There was no way this was happening. He was real, and he was still alive. He was Paul Richmond. Arlene tried to speak but no words could converge. Paul looked at her and smiled. “Hey, Arlene,” he greeted. Arlene tried to look away but she couldn’t. His voice brought back so many memories. Like when Lauren had first told her that she was pregnant die him. Or when he had tried to combine her right outside the Vice chancellor’s office to come with him. Th
“I’m telling you son, the Los Angeles Angels might win this,” Paul said as he stepped out of Rylan’s Lamborghini. “Well, I hope you’re right, Dad. Because I have put a lot into this,” Rylan said, shutting the door of the car. Paul came to his son and wrapped his hand around his shoulder. “Trust me, son. You’ll see.”Rylan scoffed and they walked towards the entrance of the stadium. They had their seats reserved in the executive box. Rylan was here to watch his football team win the title. He was supposed to be here with Leah, but she told him she had some other pressing business to attend to. And so he decided to go with his father instead. There were now a few things left for Rylan before he could cross off his bucket list. Everything was going according to plan. “I saw you receiving the key to the city,” Paul said. “I couldn’t be more proud of you, Rylan.”Rylan turned to him. “You saw that? How?”Paul chuckled and patted his shoulders. “I was there.”Rylan’s eyes almost bul
“Do you have jitters?” Detective Jain Reynolds asked. Rylan turned to surprise. “Of course not.”“Well, you’ve been talking about your thigh for the last two minutes.”“I’m just anxious.”Jain turned to him. “About what?”Rylan kept silent for a few minutes to think about it. “About this, I guess?”Jain scoffed at his words. “You’ve been in front of a crowd a million times. This is the same thing.”“Well not exactly. I’ve never been in front of a crowd filled with police officers.”Jain laughed at his words. “Rylan Daystar is being intimidated by a crowd of police officers. Who would have thought?”Rylan rolled his eyes and placed his hands before him. They were both standing in a room alone. In a few minutes, they would be taken outside to be handed the key to the city. Rylan wasn’t exactly sure why he was there. When Jain had first told him about this at the cafe? He quickly declined the offer. The city saw him as a hero. But he wasn’t. He had so many flaws that would prevent