“Revenge?” Arlene asked baffled.
“Yes Mom,” Rylan replied, rising from his chair.Arlene looked at her son completely shocked. There was something different about him that was for sure. He was nothing like the Rylan she raised. What had happened to him? After being away for almost three years, he was back ready to take the wealth he had once rejected.“What happened to you, Rylan?” She asked. “Where were you all this time?”Rylan chuckled as he heard her words. He was pacing around the huge table with his hands behind him. A lot was going on in his mind. He was ready to get to work immediately. But he still felt it was too soon. He needed time to let everything settle. He had lost everything and also gained a lot from it.“I was learning,” he replied.Arlene looked at her son completely confused. He wasn’t making sense.“Learning?” She asked.“Yes,” Rylan replied stopping.He turned to her and leaned on one of the chairs. Arlene took a sit on one of the chairs. Rylan looked at the wedding ring that was still on his finger. It meant nothing to him now. It was only a reminder of his past life. A life he failed in. He smiled as he stared at it now.“Now tell me, Rylan. Tell me everything,” Arlene demanded.Rylan sighed and clenched his hand into a fist before taking his eyes off the ring.“The reason I left was because I was scared, Mom,” he said. “I didn’t want this life. All I wanted was a simple life like everyone else.”Arlene was stunned by this.“Why?” She asked. “I gave you a good life. A life anyone could wish for. I sent you to the best schools across Europe, Rylan. What did I do wrong?”“This is not your fault, Mom,” Rylan assured her.Arlene shook her head.“It seems to be,” she pointed out. “You don’t sound satisfied.”Rylan leaned off the chair and sighed as he began pacing around the room again. Arlene watched him tentatively waiting for a response.“That’s not it, Mom,” Rylan said. “I was envious of what a regular life would be like, and so I ran away to be with this girl I met in Los Angeles.”Arlene couldn’t believe her ears. Rylan paused and raised his right hand showing her the wedding ring on his middle finger. Arlene’s jaw dropped in disbelief.“We even got married,” he said with a smile. “See?”“Then what happened?” She asked.Rylan scoffed.“Turns out, her family didn’t like me and they usually humiliated me,” he replied.“Humiliated?” She asked.Rylan paused. He was almost beside her now. Arlene watched her son hold the chair that he sat on to sign the documents a few minutes ago. Everything seemed to make sense now. Her gut feeling had been correct. Rylan was up to something. And it wasn’t good. She looked into his amber eyes and they were filled with pain. Rylan has been thorough a lot.“Yes. Eventually, they got me fired and also found a way to convince my wife that she should divorce me,” Rylan said.Arlene placed her hand on her mouth in shock.“R—Rylan. I didn’t know,” she said.Rylan smiled.“It’s best you didn’t know, Mom,” he said. “I did this for myself, and it was selfish. But I have learned a lot.”Arlene nodded unsure of what to say to her son. Rylan sat down on the chair now and reached for her hands, holding them. Arlene stared at him. Rylan didn’t know how to put out his next words to his mother. It was tougher than he expected.“I’m going to be away for a little longer,” he finally said.Arlene furrowed her brows as she heard that.“But you just got back,” She pointed out.Rylan sighed and held her hands tighter.“I know, mom. But this time it’s important,” he said. “There’s a lot I have to do and learn.”Arlene was appalled by his tone.“What do you mean, Rylan?” She asked.“That I will be back,” he replied. “And when I’m back, I won’t be going anywhere.”Arlene sighed. Rylan looked like a man on a mission. There was no way she was going to be able to stop him. It was best she let him go.“Fine,” she said.Rylan smiled and pulled his mother into a hug. Arlene hugged him tightly and sighed.“I love you, mom,” he said.“I love you too, Rylan,” she replied.Rylan looked at the ring on his finger one more time. It was time to set things right. There was no time left to lose. The ring was once an object of love and trust. It was meant to signify the trust of his other half. But that trust was betrayed, and could never return.What once held a significant importance to him, moulded into the avatar of his retribution.Rylan Daystar stepped out of the SUV and shut the door. He took off his shades and gazed at the mansion before him. The big doors spread open and Williams walked out of it making his way towards him. Rylan flashed a smile at him. “Young Master,” Williams said. “I’m glad you have returned.”Rylan nodded at him. “Thank you, Williams,” he appreciated. Williams headed to the trunk and lifted it, taking out his luggage. He walked back into the house leaving Rylan in the driveway. Rylan turned around and faced his surroundings. Being back in Los Angeles gave him a nostalgic feeling. As time flew without hesitation, it was already five years gone. Those years he had spent away were productive. It was time he got back what he had lost—his dignity. Rylan sighed and stepped into the house. He nodded his head as he looked around the large living room. He had bought the house a few days before he left. It looked spotless as he walked through it. Williams had managed to keep it clean while h
There was a huge crowd outside the event. It seemed to be packed with people and paparazzi. It was the biggest party in town that night and was being attended by big names. Amid the ruckus, a black Porsche approached the scene. The crowd gave it room and it halted in front of the red carpet. The door was lifted and a tall figure stepped out of the car. It was Rylan Daystar. He was dressed in a black suit which brought oh the amber glow in his eyes. His dark brown hair was combed back perfectly and it glittered courtesy of the flashes of the paparazzi’s cameras. Nobody seemed to recognize him but that didn’t matter. They couldn’t stop taking photos of the gorgeous man standing before them. A valet came towards Rylan and dropped his key into his hand. Rylan watched his car get driven away before stepping onto the red carpet. He was feeling confident. Tonight was the night he was going to make his first appearance as the billionaire entrepreneur, Rylan Daystar. He walked through the red
Frederick McCullough threw the lamp off his desk in rage. He watched the lamp roll across the floor gently heading towards the door. There were so many questions running through his mind. How was this possible? How did Rylan accumulate such an amount of wealth in a short span? It was almost impossible. Five years! It took him only five years to become richer than him. It was unbelievable. Frederick ran his fingers through his black hair in frustration. He was in a dilemma. What was he going to do about Rylan? He owned a major share in one of his most prized possessions. There was no way he could convince the other shareholders to make Rylan sell his share. Ever since Rylan had become the anonymous shareholder, the business had boomed. Ratings were off the charts and sales were increasing expeditiously. It was insane to think that Rylan could do something like that. He had always thought of Rylan as useless. Never for once did he know he could be that smart. There was a possibility he
“Stay away from me!” Dayton screamed as he ran away from a man pursuing him. The man who was dressed in black held a silver .45 Winchester magnum as he chased his victim. Dayton could feel his heart racing as he ran for his life. He realized quickly that there was no one coming to save him. This could be the last moments of his life. The man in black squeezed the trigger of the .45 magnum and the bullet whizzed past Dayton’s ear. Dayton turned back to the man and realized that he was closing in on him. He had to make as much distance as he could away from the man. Another shot was fired and this time, the bullet flew over his head. Dayton rushed towards the corner and disappeared into the darkness. The man in black saw this and headed after him. A few meters away, a black sedan was parked and a figure with a black mask inhabited the vehicle. He held the steering wheel with a pair of black gloves concealing his hands. He tapped the steering wheel impatiently and it seemed he was wait
“Partner?” Detective Rogers questioned. “Yes, Rogers?” Lieutenant Wesley said. “I’m sure you’ll do well to make her feel welcome.”“I didn’t ask for a partner, Lieutenant,” he pointed out. “I can take care of myself perfectly.”Lieutenant Wesley turned to Jain who seemed lost in the middle of everything. “Can you give us a minute, Reynolds?” He asked. Jain nodded and walked out of the door. Lieutenant Wesley rose from his desk and slammed both hands on his desk. “What the hell do you think you’re doing, Rogers?” He barked through his gritted teeth. “Lieutenant. I don’t need a partner,” Stanley pointed out. “I’ve been riding solo for two years now.”“Well, that’s over now. It’s either you get used to having someone watching your back or you get lost.”Stanley Rogers sighed. He needed a cigarette badly, but he couldn’t smoke in here. That would get on Lieutenant Wesley’s nerves. “Fine.”“What? I didn’t get that.”Stanley knew that Lieutenant Wesley had heard him perfectly. He was
Dayton Veeschoris was happy when he arrived at the lobby of his apartment floor in one piece. Every day seemed to be his last lately. Ever since that night he almost got killed, he had always watched his back and made sure he didn’t do anything stupid. He was hiding from them, and he knew they would come after him soon. Nobody could escape them. They had hired a hitman and Dayton had thought that night would be his last. It was supposed to be his last. He felt queasy about the fact that he had cheated death. A cat meowed from the window and it startled him. Dayton turned around and the cat jumped out of the window. He shook his head and moved towards his door. It was just a few doors away. As he made his way towards it, the door beside him swung open, and an elderly woman stepped out of it. He knew her too well. She was his neighbor, Deborah Mannon. A cat came out of the door and sat at her foot. It had gray fur with black stripes decorating it. “Good evening, Mrs. Mannon,” Dayton g
Eve McCullough stepped out of the Cadillac and the door was shut behind her by the driver. She stared at the mansion before her and smiled. She was finally back to him after all those years of traveling around. After going through a lot from her divorce from Rylan, she decided to travel around the world and gain knowledge but also help people. It has helped a lot from moving on. “Home sweet home,” she said with sarcasm. The trunk of the Cadillac was swung open by the driver and her luggage was brought out. Eve turned to him and nodded in appreciation. “Thank you, Bennett. You can drop it on the porch.”“Yes, Miss McCullough,” Bennett said, carrying her suitcases to the porch. He dropped them and took off immediately. Eve watched the car leave the estate before climbing the porch stairs. As she swung the door open, she found Karen rushing towards her. “Eve!” She shrieked. Eve’s lips spread out into a warm smile as her baby sister hugged her roughly. Eve was almost knocked out fr
Detective Reynolds stepped out of her black Acura. She was late for her first case. She walked towards the ruckus that unfolded before her. There was an ambulance with a couple of police cars outside the house. A yellow police tape surrounded the house and it stopped a little crowd that had gathered from infiltrating the scene. Jain walked up to the policewoman who seemed to be in charge and flashed her badge at her. “Detective Reynolds, LAPD,” she announced. The policewoman who was blonde in her uniform gazed at her as she held her belt. “Detective Reynolds?” She questioned. “I’ve never heard of you.”Jain clenched her jaws. She couldn’t believe that this was happening. “Well, you see. I’m new here,” Jain explained. “I just got transferred from San Diego.”The policeman raised an eyebrow at her indicating she wasn’t buying the story she was selling. At that moment, Stanley stepped out of the house and spotted Jain conversing with a policewoman. He had his phone in his hand which