CHAPTER FIFTEENThe entire institute was as silent as the graveyard, due to Vince yelling, they stared at him. Camilla's trembling lips could be heard as she cowered in total fear. Everything going on in that place was still recorded, capturing every single thing going on and not leaving any other thing behind. The people were all eager and enthusiastic to see her glorified skin, what she had been covering with the clothing. Some eyes were brimming with lust, while some were licking up their lips. All in their thought was, the lady wouldn't be able to escape from Vince's grip. They all love it that way, even though, anticipating eagerly when the action will take place. They couldn't wait to see her exposed body underneath the clothes. Meanwhile, Barry and Manager were staring at Camilla, who had been overpowered by fear, with a pitiful look but rather, Vince's demeanor is stoic and hard as a rock. He didn't bulge to her wails, it seems it served as joy to see her cry. All he nee
CHAPTER SIXTEENHe queried, "Is that the reason you broke up with me?" He asked as he removed his eyes from his palms and sobbed openly.. Without being able to look at his face, Camilla discreetly sobbed. She deeply regrets everything she did. She ought to have waited a little longer with patience. Camilla remained silent as Vince looked at her and asked, "Is it?" He begged once more, his eyes already turning bloody red.She sobbed quietly, "I'm sorry!" "I really do that, please accept my apology," she pleaded. He shook his head disapprovingly and said, "So you cheated on me because you knew I was poor and couldn't afford to cater for your needs, right?"You believe I was only dating you because of your money?" He was unable to believe what his ex-girlfriend had said. "Yes, Vince, I apologize; I deeply regret what I did. I still care about you." She said as she approached him. His flaming eyes looked at her as he was disgusted by her final statement. They are rife with hatred, p
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN Vince shook his head with a sigh, as he stared at the old and outdated design of the bank that leads to Manager Gilbert's office. it's hard to believe that his step mother, Lady Julie could not do anything about the bank welfare. He chuckled, as he thought. His inheritance isn't what she had always wanted? Why is she desperate to inherit this, when she knows she can't take proper care of it. She can't afford to change the decor. He shoved his hands inside his pant pockets as he walked through the stairs to Gilbert's office . The old scent oozing out from the wall made him cringe.He could remember all that had happened five years ago when he came for a student loan. Unlucky for him, Lady Julie had visited the bank. He was highly humiliated in the presence of all the workers and people present in the bank. But Gilbert had offered him some money to take care of himself. He would never forget the day and as they all tagged him 'THE BILLIONAIRE REJECTED SON'. They
CHAPTER EIGHTEENVince Hutchinson walked out of the institute around 6:13 p.m. The air was cool, and he closed his eyes as the breeze caressed his ear. He moaned as he love the feeling. He had difficulties hailing a taxi because the route was not congested. They were all scarce, with no movement, and he was perplexed as to why.He had some cordial and involved conversations with Barry and the two guards. They all appreciate his thoughtful efforts toward them. While they were having these brief conversations, the system beeped and gave him a new task to complete: employ the guards to serve as his personal bodyguards. He didn't think twice about hiring the guards and promised an heartfelt payment because he would truly need their security. Before his eyes, the machine beeped and popped up. [Another Successful Mission2 points and new skills are awarded. Ego 20% activated.]As it beeped and disappeared from his sight, a contented smile crept up onto his lips. He had been granted a
CHAPTER NINETEENIn a bar, the music was blaring loudly from the speaker as customers danced to the beat. The room was filled with a strong cigarette smell, along with a strong alcohol smell and a seductive aroma. Swiftly approaching the counter at the bar, a dashing young man with silky black hair peered around the corners until his eyes located what they were looking for, and then he moved smoothly toward it. He wore the priciest, most up-to-date Louis Vuitton clothing, along with white leather shoes. He exuded a fairly haughty attitude, and there was a clear sense of superiority on his face.He gazed angrily and egotistically at the shaking but still stunning woman in another man's arms. He was now sporting a furious expression. He regarded her as his target, and he was willing to employ any methods required to get her.Vince let go of the woman's growing grip on his body and turned to face her. "What are you doing, Miss?" He said. He wanted to know since he was rather angry with
CHAPTER TWENTY.All of the activities in the pub came to a stop, including the thumping sound coming from the speakers and the strippers' dancing, and everyone turned their attention to the two men who were about to start a fight. "Chance, you don't have to tell me that. So maintain the cockness in you!" He gave a forceful reply. With one of his hands holding the woman firmly onto his chest, and the other on the counter, he said, "You can do anything here, but having this woman—" pointing to the woman in his arms. "It is not possible! Never will I let such take place." While spitting, he fixed his eyes on Chance's.This is so darn bold.Chance's expression altered to that of a perilous and evil one. He's so furious with him because of the way he talks to him. From where did he get his boldness? "Really!?"Chance adjusted the outfit on his body while grinning. "I thought you would have learned some lessons from my beatings but it seems—" He paused, gazing at him with malice. "Yo
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONEVince, Chance and the onlookers turned glanced at the crowd, searching for the man with the authorized tone. "Who dared stop my order?" Chance spoke furiously, amidst the pain in his head. Blood dripping down from his head but he didn't care about it. "Chance, what are you doing? The man here didn't do anything but to protect the lady you're trying to abuse." The voice came again and Chance identified the voice immediately. The face came to view as he walked towards Chance. He stared mercifully at his head, and grabbed him up from the ground. That's his best friend, Alex Grande. They had been friend from their Childhood days. He snickered. "When are you going to stop being a bully, Chance?" He implored.He restrained some steps back from him. "What are you talking about? This poor guy here," he pointed at Vince and glanced at him scornfully, "—deny me from having my way with this woman!" He spat, his voice dripping with rage. With an authorized tone, he sp
CHAPTER TWENTY - TWO It seemed the two people haven't get along yet as they stood in front of the front. Vince trying to look for a cab, while Mary Miller trying to converse with him. "CAN I have your number and we gonna talk later since you don't want to talk right now." She asked but didn't get a response from him. "To! Finally!" He breathed out in relief, as a taxi parked beside him. He had flagged it down. "Ms., You need to go right now!" He dragged her towards the car. "I have not even know your name yet, and you are doing this!" Mary Miller muttered angrily, as Vince forcely pushed her into the car. "I don't have time to unnecessary talks, I need to save you completely from that animal," He sighed, then he looked to her, "If we are destined to meet, then Surely, we will definitely meet!" "But right now," He paused, and gave out a sigh once more, "You need go away from here! Your safety is more of important to anybody!" He concluded. "But…" She tried to protest. GBAM!!"