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The hidden heir of Wayne One hundred and fifteen: His lover's comfort
Drowsiness was a feeling Ivan hated when he didn't feel the need to be asleep at the moment. His eyes would become too heavy to keep open and he would have no choice than to fall asleep and he despised it. Especially when he felt the need to be thinking rather than sleeping. But as Misha made the suggestion of putting him to sleep, he took the drugs wholeheartedly with a grateful smile on his face. Thank you for wanting me out of my misery just as much as I do. He blesses her in his mind. "The effects will kick in in less than one eighty seconds. Until then, I will be right here by your side if you need anything." Misha commented, looking grateful that he didn't object to the sleeping pills.It had crossed her mind earlier to lie to him about the pills and what they did. 'A white lie could never hurt anyone,' she thought, 'what if I just tell him it's a pill for a headache or something?' But the feeling that aroused inside her the moment the lie sat on the tip of her tongue made he
The hidden heir of Wayne One hundred and sixteen: Regret
Time slowed as they stood in the middle of the garden. With only them and the flowers to tell their tale of sadness. China did know her fate, she had known that not even in her dreams could she own this man that she really wanted. But she couldn't quite move on with that fact.Let's wait a little longer, she would tell herself, maybe if we let patience lead the way then it will all turn out just the way we want. She was patient alright. She stood by him in his times of tribulation and still planned to remain by his side for his greatest tribulation was yet to come. She would give up the world for him just to have him, she didn't even mind if she had to give up her last breath. Why was love always so harsh on her? Why couldn't she ever get the love she felt she deserves for once? Even her own parents were taught not to love her and she ended up growing up all alone. With no one but her reflection to tell jokes to at night and her shadow to keep her company I'm the day.Was it wrong
The hidden heir of Wayne One hundred and seventeen: Sister in-law?
The smell of roasted meat and something else caressed their nose as they made their way into the dining room. Like something fresh from a farm, like fresh crops and vegetables. But pleasing to the nostrils. "What are we having for dinner?" Ivan asked with a smile on his face. Alfred turned around to the sound of his voice. A smile grew on his face as he greeted Ivan with a slight bow. "It's good to see you, young master Wayne."Trevor ran to him and threw his arms around him. "What the hell?! Why would you act out like that? You made me so freaking worried!" He exclaimed as he wrapped Ivan into a hug.Ivan only chuckled and tapped his back gently. Nothing felt better than having people worry about you. No feeling felt greater than that. Well at least to Ivan.Vienna also beamed at him from the other side of the table. He remembered that he had a question for her and wanted to go to her but Trevor wouldn't let him go. "Okay, buddy, it's time for you to let go and give someone else t
The hidden heir of Wayne One hundred and eighteen: They are all crazy!
A big vase with green and red flowers sticking out of it stood at a corner of the flamboyant living room. Wagging its tail, a pup Siberian husky with shades of white and black mixed together to form its rich fur ran across the living room, chasing a small pink ball that rolled past the center glass table. With a small bark, it instructed Tara to lift her leg from the way so it could continue to chase its ball which she did immediately with a big smile on her face. As soon as it had its way and left, Tara let a frown return to her face. The soft white sofa she was sitting on wasn't comforting enough for her to wear a smile.Her eyes were fixed on the fine young man that kept parading about in the living room, muttering things to himself and not even sharing her as much as a glance. Instead, he'd look at the cheerful pup playing about with its ball, not minding him or Tara.She began to grow impatient. Why did he call her over if he was just going to keep parading like a soldier on du
The hidden heir of Wayne One hundred and nineteen: Jasmine brings people together
The floral scent of jasmine filled the air and relaxed the tensity that flowed through them. It smelt rich, sweet, fruity, and sensual. Unlike other flowers, Jasmine was one of a kind to have a slight animalistic edge that smelt somewhat tenacious and musky. The combination of feminine sweetness and masculine wildness made the smell of jasmine universally attractive.No one had ever visited that part of the house except for the owners, Mr and Mrs Wayne, who were long gone, their trusted butler, Alfred, and a few other trusted employees.Shut down years ago, over two decades now since the death of the owners, no one felt the need to step foot in there. Though Alfred made sure it was cleaned and properly maintained. "What is this place? What are we doing here?" China asked as she allowed her eyes to look around, scanning the environment. It was way at the back of the manor, another giant building itself! It was impossible to say Ivan had never seen it but rather, decided to pay no att
The hidden heir of Wayne One twenty: You're all fired!
One could tell immediately from his body figure that he was a man. He sneaked in and shut the door behind him. Taking off his nose mask, he let out a sigh of relief knowing that nobody saw him walking into the old factory. There was a slightly big sack in his hand that appeared to be even bigger as he stretched it out. The girls squinted to get a better look at his face and successfully managed to remain quiet and unseen. He then started towards the boxes and sealed packages placed at one corner of the room. Opening the first box that contained bars of soap, he took out one, no two, five! Then ten! He didn't stop at that. He counted up to twenty, if not more, bars of soap and stacked them in his surprisingly huge bag. Then he went to the perfumes, then creams, all of the deodorants. Neither China nor Vienna needed anyone to tell them what business he had in the old factory. Obviously, he wasn't a sales person, telling from his choice of clothes and beads of sweat that formed on h
The hidden heir of Wayne One twenty one: Criminals in disguise
About seven minutes before the assembling of the staff. Ivan relaxed on the sofa after breakfast and after seeing Trevor off. Hours had passed since he did that though. He heaved a sigh as his brows furrowed. 'How long do I plan on remaining silent about this?' He asked himself. He placed a thinking hand on his lips as he sat up and bent forward towards the laptop that sat on the table. For the second time, he pressed replay and watched it again. He heard footsteps, not one but two, and he looked up to find China and Vienna walking towards him. The looks on their faces didn't look like people who had good news to say to him and it immediately got him worked up. "Is... everything alright?" He hesitantly asked as he closed the laptop, hoping everything was alright and he had just read their faces wrong. Vienna sat next to him and locked her arms with his while China sat on the sofa opposite him. Placing a hand on Vienna's that was around his, he looked at her then at China. "We hav
The hidden heir of Wayne One twenty two: secrets of the staff
They all fell silent again with a few heads bowed down. Ivan let out a sigh, he felt like he was losing his sanity. His nightmares still stalked his dreams and he couldn't lie, he was afraid of the evil that lurked around in the darkness, waiting for him to lose his guard so they would strike him at once.Would he ever find the confidence to tell the truth to the world about who he was truly and when he did, would it all be worth it? Was the money, power and fame all worth the price for his sanity and safety? Was he any different from Charlie and Mr Andrews now?He turned around before he would break down in front of them and started towards the main entrance door but a voice stopped him in his steps. "I steal food from storage room sometimes, I feed them to people in my streets that are too poor to fend for themselves and I know I should have just asked you for me knowing how kind and free giving you are but I was afraid I would be overstepping." A young girl narrated as she walked
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