The click of the door, despite being a small sound, seemed to resound in Stephanie's head. She had agreed to divorce Christian but she felt she'd hurt him too much, seeing as he was still mourning grandma's loss. She also felt guilty for not being there with her, for her when she was in her last minutes. She felt drained and guilty and she wanted to be alone.
Stephanie fell on the couch with an exhausted sigh as her parents laughed and mocked at Christian, confirming his signature and being thankful that he'd left without any fight.
"You know, I thought he'd want to be smart, good thing I was here to handle him." Her father said with a proud smile and then looked at Demon who was still hovering around Stephanie, hoping to talk to her.
"And look, I invited Demon over, I thought he could cheer you up and you know...get to know you, I know Christian was never capable of being the right one for you, you deserve better. " Mr Rolando said and smiled at Demon who gave her a wink and moved to sit beside her on the double seater sofa.
"Mum, father, I literally just got my divorce signed, I did not think I'm willing to be in any relationship, not now. " She said and looked unhappily at her parents who were eager to wave her off and tell her it was for the best.
"Listen, Stephanie," her father said in his usual authoritative tone, "That chapter of your life is over now, it's best you forget all about it and begin to look into brighter things." He added and gestured with his chin to Demon.
"Listen to your father, Stephanie, that man was never good for you, it's time you make a better choice." Mrs Rolando added, convincingly.
Stephanie exhaled, her face crumpled in a frustrated frown, "I've told you mum, I'm not ready for that, Demon can leave, I have something else to attend to." She said and rose from the couch, walking out on both of them.
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Christian strode down the block, his steps agile and precise, his face a blank mask, he was hurt, he was disappointed in what had happened. He loved Stephanie but she had deeply hurt him, tried to cut him open right in front of her family and the new man she'd let into her life, he knew he had to be out.
Moments after he crossed to the other side of the pavement, a Rolls Royce parked right in front of him, missing him by merely a few inches, he looked at the black luxury car, tyres spinning and engine rumbling lowly. Christian was still wondering what was happening when a girl stepped out of the car.
She was beautiful, her long auburn hair glistening beautifully in the sunlight as she looked at him, a face so familiar it took him only a few seconds to recognize her. She was Alice Wills,the only daughter of Carter Wills, a mafia boss. What did she want? Christian wondered as she flashed him a smile and said, "Get in." Christian looked at her for a few more seconds and she simply smiled, "I won't bite." She added.
Christian got into the vehicle, the cold interior a stark difference from the blistering July sun. She wore a silk green dress, her hair pinned at the sides and her smile rather enticing.
"How have you been? It was a bit of hassle to find you." She confessed as he took on the interior of the car and of course, her. "It's been a while, how's grandmother too?" She asked.
Christian nodded, he could quite recall the circumstances which they had met. It was when she had saved his grandmother's life, he had offered her his address and number, telling her he was indebted to her, she refused and left that day, now, she was back suddenly and Christian had a feeling that it was to claim that 'debt'.
"I'm fine, Alice,it has indeed been a while since I last saw you." He replied, his stare a little questioning, he did not enjoy not knowing what her intents was.
"And grandmother? I'd love to meet her again, she was quite the character and I had such fun memories of her." Alice said with a fond laugh. She noticed that Christian was not finding the humor in that and she quickly sobered up.
"Grandmother is no more, I buried her a few days ago." He stated, his voice blank, almost unfeeling. Alice gasped and clutched his hand firmly in hers, "I'm so sorry, I didn't have any idea," She said and exhaled deeply.
"I swear I didn't know this, if I did, I wouldn't have come." She said and then sighed, "You know what? I think this can wait, I'll find my way around this one, you no longer owe me." She stated as ordered the driver to stop the car.
"I knew from the moment I saw you that I had to redeem my vow, you should know I'm a man of my words, Alice,I will do as I promised." He said and she frowned, her pretty eyes sad and unsure. Christian nodded and she sighed again, this time clearly stalling.
"Are you sure? I know you just lost her...and...maybe it's best to..." Christian cut her in with a firm nod. "I'm sure, I made a promise and I won't go back on it," he said, a note of finality in his tone.
"You have no idea what I want from you and I think this isn't the best time to ask, I...it is odd and unconventional and...well, I just can't..." She began and stammered as she tried hard to say it out. It was clear that she was nervous and Christian did not know her as a shy person.
Christian merely stared at her as she inhaled and exhaled and finally blurted out the most shocking question he'd heard for a very long time.
"Will you be my boyfriend?" She asked with an anxious expression on her face.
Christian hoped it was a bad joke, but she didn't seem eager to laugh it out anytime soon, she even looked a little nervous, biting her bottom lip and her gaze a little uncertain. Bafflement was clearly on Christian's face as Alice struggled to explain what she meant. "It's...not a real boyfriend Christian, I mean, I need your help." She said quickly, hoping to calm Christian who looked too shocked to function. "Look, I don't mean a real boyfriend, it's gonna be a faux, I just couldn't think of someone else that would be better for this than you, and I thought I could finally take that debt you said you owed me," she stated with a shrug and Christian nodded. "My father thinks I just attend his fundraiser night, I don't know why he lets them drag him to these fancy fake things but...he insisted I must come too. There's a man I'm trying to avoid and...I want you to come with me, just to make me have a plus one, maybe he'll back off once he sees I'm not alone." She explained calml
Harry Banter was not just another number at the party, he was popular, he was feared and he was a fierce fighter. Alice could feel her bones chill as she heard his voice from behind her. She braced herself for his assault, he was not the kind to back down without a fight. Harry Banter, the son of a mafia boss, he was the infamous Hunter, the martial art fighter and a notorious show off. It was not in his nature to take no for an answer, one of the reasons Alice was trying damn hard to avoid him, even going as far as taking Christian along with her, hoping to use him as a shield so Hunger would back down, but she should have known better. The Banter and wills were one of the richest and ruthless mafia in the city and. Harry's father had always wanted him to marry Alice and finally unite the two families, making them an even greater name. But Alice was not into Harry, she had no intentions of being with him and talking more of marrying him. "Don't be rude, Alice, introduce us
Christian stood still, his eyes unblinking as Harry jeered at him, his wry smile mocking, goading Christian into action but Christian wasn't that easily baited, he remained unmoved, his back straight, his stance firm. "You have no idea how many men have fallen by my hands, boy." He smirked mockingly, circling Christian like a culture would the carcass of its prey. Many in the crowd cheered and taunted Christian because they believed and had a first hand experience of Harry's skills in the ring, he'd won many cage fights underground and he was famous for his ruthlessness and lack of mercy for his opponent. He always fought to the last drop of blood - of his rival. "Don't you think for a second that you will walk free, no, you've met your end, Mr stranger." Harry said with a mocking laugh as he strolled to the open field where the crowd was pulling together, same taking out their cell phones for pictures. "I've killed seven men, all with my bare hands." He said, his voice a low a
The crowd stood in absolute awe, many astonished faces gazing at Christian and down at Harry who was sprawled on the field, clearly unconscious. The disbelief was murmured around as many could not tell how he did it but evidently he'd taken Harry out with one strike and he was not only down but he remained there until his goons went to check if he was okay. Christian looked across the field and caught Alice's eyes. She was staring at him with an odd expression, a mixture of surprise and fright. But as he smiled, she burst out laughing, her eyes wide with pleasant surprise. She'd found the perfect man who could stand his own even in the presence of men like Harry, she knew she had found herself a treasure. In all her years of acquaintance with the Hunter family, she'd never seen a single man who could take out Harry, not with his MMA record or his brutality in the ring. She was blissfully surprised that Christian was able to take Harry out with no stain on his immaculate white
Fury coursed through his veins, Christian could feel the blood pumping at the sheer disregard and insulting manner which the receptionist treated him, shoving his card on the floor and calling him names. "If I were you, I'd pick up that card, instantly." He growled, his voice low and menacing, his jaw twitching and his fist clenched. "And why would I do that? That's a fake card and you are here looking for a top-floor room, who do you think you are? Huh? You can't fool me!" She sneered and turned her attention back to the fancy woman who was there to book a suite for the next weekend. "Why don't you leave, young man, I don't think this place permits..." "Shut up." Christian snapped, his tone was icy, his stance even more scary. He was about to make the receptionist pick up his card, his card was much more than a piece of black chip, it was his identity, it represented him and he considered her foolish for daring him. Just as things were about to get out of hand, a m
Christian walked towards the penthouse with a calm look on his face, all the events that had happened today replay in his head and somehow he felt dizzy to the extent he almost collapsed on the floor but he held the wall and supported himself with it.He open the door and walked inside the dimly-lit from then he made the source of the floor-to-ceiling French window and open the curtains staring at the bustling City of the United States of America."Today has been hectic, divorce, parties and fights. I know that Alice's friend won't take this night easily but then what does that have to do with me? All I have in mind right now is how to manage the company and at the same time watch my ex-wife's company," He muttered, then opened the door and walked out feeling the fresh breeze brush against his cheeks.Just as he was admiring the city before him he felt a buzz in his pocket and he took out his phone only to see that it was his assistant that was calling. Without hesitation he picked t
"How dare you talk to me like that?!" The woman's high-pitched voice sounded in the reception as she glared at the frail figure on the floor."I am so sorry ma. I never saw you coming," The woman on the floor apologized but the rich lady wasn't buying it.She swept her gaze through the crowd and then back at the frightened receptionist."Where is the manager of this hotel? Where is he?!" She yelled angrily, not minding the crowd that was already gathering."I am right here ma'am," The polite man from yesterday said as he made his way through the crowd and settled before the woman."My name is Liam, the manager of this hotel. Please, what is the problem?" He asked gently as he had already analyzed the whole situation but he still wanted to hear what happened from the woman's mouth.And if he saw that she was making a ruckus over something insignificant he would have no other choice than to send her out of this place."So you are the manager of this hotel? I expected someone more matur
"That's what the company is willing to offer Mr Mills," The chubby manager of Tips & Jinx Ltd said with his eyes slightly narrowed. Christian stared at him with a calm look on his face then turned towards the lean man before him, who had never uttered a word since he arrived here.The atmosphere was a little awkward and it looked like the chubby man didn't know how to distinguish when to keep quiet and when to talk because he had been ratting out words with meaningless meanings all this time and all Christian could do was wait patiently for the skinny man in the meeting to say a word but unfortunately, no words left the man's mouth leaving Christian to be highly disappointed."I've heard what you said Mr Robert and according to what you said. Your company is about to launch another product and you would love to collaborate with my company. Am I correct?" Christian asked, his back slightly leaning against the officer's chair.His cold eyes silently observe the man to see any flaws in h