Davide's heart was beating against his chest violently like drums at a carnival as he waited impatiently for Avery to say what she wanted to say. He was anxious, he wondered if Avery was confident in her own answer, if she really believed that she knew the person.
He figured that if she really does know who it was that had come for the gold, then he would know that person as well. Sure, Avery did know a lot of people that he didn't know but the list of suspects was reduced to the people that Avery knew who also knew Davide. This attack, this hate was only against him. It was too strong to be said that It was targeted at the people that were around Avery. This person was coming for Davide directly and so he must know them.
A fear gripped his heart, he had known for a while now that the person who was plotting against him in such a way was an acquaintance or even a friend, but being met with facts that proved his deductions had been corr
Mr Lee sounded so broken as he talked about his father. When he had told Davide about his family, he never really went into details about anything, only sliding over the surface as he spoke about the things his parents had put him through. He didn't talk about the punches, about how he had to defend himself against them, about how he had felt to see the man he called his father, the man he was supposed to love, the man that was supposed to be his hero turn into his greatest adversary. He never spoke about how those punches destroyed him, he only talked about how his mother's words broke him acting like the effect of his father's actions had not in any way affected him when in actuality it had made him less of a person. He had lived with the trauma, he had received abuses, punches from people just because it felt natural. But he was an adult now and he knew nothing about fighting back. He could not fight back because he was broken, he had been made less by the most important person to
Cassie and Avery were no doubt excited about this. Seeing that Avery knew a lot about fashion and knew a lot of designers, Cassie decided that in this secret mission of theirs, Avery was going to be her assistant."I think it'll help tremendously if we were to leave the country". Avery said.Cassie, Davide and Mr Lee looked at her in confusion. They couldn't understand how this would help, they couldn't see it from her point of view.Avery recognized the confusion in them and only smiled before further explaining: "I know Cassie would be the last person they would think to search, but she will still be on the list, they know you guys are together and that Cassie is obviously on your side. So the best way to ensure that they don't find out about this, is to do this in another country".Davide nodded his head, "you're right," he said. "Leaving the country is a good pla
Davide and Mr Lee decided to check on the designers. The car ride had been silent, upon the discovery they just made considering Avery and even Mr Lee himself, one would believe they would be talking non stop about it but surprisingly, they weren't.They were both silent. Keeping their thoughts in, wondering if the other would like to talk. "How do you feel?" Mr Lee broke the silence, "you've been quiet, it makes me anxious".Davide chuckled, "I'm just thinking about what happened"."You have a suspect in mind" it wasn't a question, it was more of a declaration because it was the truth. These past few days, Mr Lee could say that he knew Davide to a extent and he knew that Davide had been thinking about this since Avery had said itFor Davide to have been told that he knew who the person was, his thoughts had not been able to settle, the erraticness of his heart was what shut his mouth up. He could not voice how he was feeling, where was hurting or would he come up with what to do abo
The rumbling sound of the thunder finally stopped, but it was still raining heavily. The shivers from the frigid wind had Davide dragging the bedsheets as he struggled to cover his bare body, but just then, the high jingling sound of his phone made him grumble as his hand moved on the bed in search of the phone. When he finally grabbed it, a blissful moan escaped his thin lips, and quickly, he answered."Hello..." His deep husky voice broke the silence of the night, and he further squeezed himself inside the sheets. Davide was struggling to stay awake."Davide..." A woman's voice called out on the other end, and instantly Davide was wide awake. He froze for a minute, resting on his elbows, and quickly glanced at his phone's screen.It was Avery, his wife.His lips slowly curved into a smile as he realized it was his beautiful wife. The satisfactory warmth from her voice gripped his nerves making his lips keep parting wide apart. There was a sudden increase in his heartbeat, and it
Davide stares at Avery with reddened eyes. He was waiting for an explanation, but she only looked at him and ignored him. Davide's heart sank as he saw Avery's demeanor change once again. Her warm smile faded, and her expression became cold and distant. "What's going on?" He asked again; his voice tinged with concern.Avery looked at him, her eyes narrowed. "Noah is a friend of mine from college," she said, her voice icy. "We met by coincidence here at the hospital."Davide glared at Avery, seeing how she latched onto the man's arm. Her smile widens even more, making Davide furious. He quickly retracted his gaze and said, "A friend?" Avery shrugged with a smile and glanced at Davide, "Yes, a friend. Is there a problem?" There was a coldness in her voice, and her expression showed no emotions. Avery felt inexplicably irritated seeing Davide like this. Davide's gaze drifted to Noah. Noah's hands were wrapped around Avery's waistline. Davide's fist tightened, the veins of his bot
It's morning; the weather was cold due to the rain from last night. Davide was sitting on the floor. His back leaned on the bedframe. He has been in that position since he came home last night. His eyes swollen from all the tears. The gusty wind was whistling through him, and despite his shirt being unbuttoned, Davide couldn't feel the cold. He spent the night thinking about how frustrated he had been for the past three years. He needed a break!When the 7 am alarm beeped, Davide's gaze flickered, and only then did he realize it was dawn. Davide put away his phone. He suppressed the pain in his heart and the burning sensation in his body. He stood on his feet and looked at his reflection in the mirror.It's been three years, and he, indeed, has grown older. Before he married Avery, he barely had a beard, but now, they were perfect around his lips and connected to his hair. He was initially sturdy, but over the three years of donating blood nonstop, he lost weight, so even the s
Davide scoffed at her words as the atmosphere became tense for a moment. His lips are pursed tight as he stares at the woman indifferently.He didn't know if she was serious or if he looked like a random stranger she thought to pull off a joke with. With this thought, Davide swallowed and squinted his eyes at the lady, waiting for her to bluff out that she was mainly joking.As he contemplated within himself, the woman slowly got out of the car. "I'm sorry for coming at you like this, but you see, I'm sought of in a hurry." The lady walked closer to Davide, but he took a few steps backward."I'm sorry for not properly introducing myself." She cleared her throat and then stretched her hand towards him, "I'm Zeta, secretary of the West's accounting firm." Davide pouted. His eyes trailed her outfit and her shoes, and it instantly narrowed as he said,"You are not joking, are you?"The woman looked at Davide, and a proud smirk played on her lips, "You seem to know about the firm." Wes
Davide's mind spun as he processed Zeta's words. The traffic lights turned green, but Davide didn't seem to notice. "Davide, the lights." Zeta whispered to him. Davide drove to the corner of the road, as he stepped on the brakes, and he gave Zeta a death stare. "Wait, what did you just say?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.Zeta looked at Davide with a mixture of sympathy and amusement. "I said that you're the young master of the West's family," she repeated patiently. "You're the heir to your family's fortune."Davide felt a jolt of shock shoot through him. He had grown up in the orphanage, and he had no idea of who his family is or if his parents were alive. "You must be mistaken," he said, shaking his head. "That can't be true, I'm an orphan."Zeta smiled gently, "Oh, it's no mistake, Davide," she said softly. "Your family's wealth has been kept a secret from you for your protection. But now that you've come of age, it's time for you to claim what is rightfully your