It was now night-time and all Raymond wanted was to finish up the whole bottle of whiskey and then slip into dreamland but his father would not have any of it. Dragging himself out of his room heeding his father's call he walked into his study, knowing fully well what they wanted to discuss
"You look like a mess." he said but got no response. Brushing it off, he sipped the last bit of the blood red liquid then placed the glass away, ready to talk business"I hear Joshua got married. How come i know nothing about it?" Raymond took a moment to craft his response, trying hard not to show his frustration"It was a private wedding. You know Joshua does his own things.""I see. I never thought he would settle for a blind girl but i'm just glad it is not you. You have Grace to please so no funny business." he said voice firm and commanding making Raymond nod with hesitance. All his life he had always done what his father had asked and there wSlowly opening the door and closing it after herself, Helen was oblivious of her old man sitting on the couch as she treaded past him on her way to her room. Richard knowing her fully well chose to give her some space to cool down before talking to her, not knowing the dilemma she had placed herself into. He then turned his attention back to the soccer match while Helen dragged herself into her room which she locked before treading into the bathroom for a quick shower all sorts of thoughts running in and out of her head. Never in her life did she ever think she will find herself in such an unforgiving situation."How could i have been so stupid!" she cursed as the cold water flowed from head to toe. It was a soothing feeling considering the blazing sun outside but not soothing enough to save her from herself. She was not willing to risk losing her womb and neither was she willing to have Timothy father the child. It was Joshua she wanted and if she was ever going to hav
Dylan walked into the prison gates his thoughts wrapped around the two mystery cases he was taking too long to solve. For the longest of times a part of him had told him he had convicted the wrong man, but the evidence was too strong to conflict that idea. Greeting the officer in charge, he was led straight to the man he had requested to see, finding him already awaiting him"Dominic...You don't look too good." he said taking the opposite seat"What do you want?" asked the poor fellow looking quite unpleasant, a bushy unkempt beard covering the most part of his face"I know non of us believed you when you said you did not murder that man, but I have been looking into you Dominic and a whole lot of things do not make sense to me at all.""I did not kill anyone. Darian approached me and offered me money in exchange for my boss' daughter Helen. The money was a lot i could not refuse so i agreed and that was the last time i saw the man
Richard was amongst the last people to enter the meeting room before being graced by the president's presence. The men, eight of them excluding the president sat staring back at the man in whose hands was the position every single one of them desired. Richard was quite confident it was him, and there was no way he was going to have spilled blood just so another man could harvest the fruits of his labor"Gentlemen...thank you for availing yourselves this afternoon. Well it is in my hands to appoint a new Vice president and i found one from amongst you." there was a little chattering and clearing of throats before the attention was thrown back to the president"I know all of you deserve this post, you all work hard but somebody has to be chosen right?""That's correct Mr President." the murmured in response"Now allow me to cut straight to the chase. I thought long and hard about this decision and i still feel its the best. Gentlemen
"You do drink don't you?" asked Helen as they entered club Midnight that late afternoon finding quite a number of people already chilled inside. It was fast approaching 6pm and that was the time when the club would begin to start getting packed."Yes i do but i won't drink much today. I don't wanna go home drunk.""Come let me help you." said Helen helping her sit by the usual spot near the bartender, "What will you have?""Let me have a mulled cider. It will do." she said"Well i hoped we would drink to get drunk today.""And who will drive us home?""I will call my driver. So can we do it?" asked Helen persuasively"That sounds tempting but nop." Julia responded with a laugh, "But you drink i will look out for you.""Haha i should be the one looking out for you here so promise we will come again and have fun.""I promise." she said as the bartender handed then two g
"Ra..Raymond? Is that you?" she stuttered her eyes blinking wildly and filling up the whole place."Yeah...are you okay?" asked Joshua still standing by the kitchen counter his stare never leaving her. He could not shake off the feeling he felt when she walked into the house. They had locked eyes, and for a moment he was sure she was staring at him"I'm fine...I will come to bed later i want to meditate for a bit.""That's okay...are you sure you are okay?" he asked Julia who was already walking away"I am fine. Go get some sleep okay?""Okay." he answered as his stare accompanied her till she disappeared into her study room. There was more than what met the eye for Joshua when it came to Julia and he had always brushed it off. He was a freelance assassin and it had made him highly observant of his surroundings and the people he associated with and that applied to Julia as well. She had never been to his house, yet she
"What was that about?" asked Tim just as Helen tried walking away"Nothing. Just mind your own business!""I am sure your father would love to hear that the police are suddenly after his daughter." he said earning all her attention. She had promised never to tell anyone and that included her father"Timothy. What exactly is your problem why is it so difficult for you to understand that i don't want to be with you what?!""So you do know what happened to Darian don't you? So Dominic is innocent...where were you that day Helen? Even i found it odd that you came home quite late.""If you still love your job, and still want to work for my father stay out of my business. I am very sure my father would love hearing about what you have been doing with his
The long, boring and uncomfortable dinner eventually came to an end with Julia noticing stares being thrown her way by both men. She hardly had her dinner and faked smiles till the end as she tried to come up with an ultimate explanation. She knew Raymond would ask why she lied, and yet she still had not come up with a tangible lie."I guess i will see you around then." said Grace grinning widely at her."How innocent. " she thought to herself, "Poor girl doesn't know what she is getting herself into." she thought as her stare located another poor soul whose advances towards Joshua kept hitting rock bottom, Helen."Did you hear me? You look lost are you okay?""Yeah...yeah totally! Did you say something?"asked Julia, her fake grin looking as real as ever"I said i will see you around. Now that we will be wives to best friends i thought we would make great friends on our own. What do you think?""I would lo
Awkward. That was the exact word to describe the happenings in Joshua's house. After hearing from Raymond about what Julia had said to him, he had tried his best never to cross paths with her within the house. They were hardly in each other's company and Joshua had relocated into the spare room. Now that was the sudden definition of awkward"Avoiding me won't solve anything you know." her voice startled him just as he was about to walk out of the house. That was the first time they had spoken in almost a week thus ever since he found out"Why did you do it?""What?""Why did you lie about being blind since birth? You may have swayed Raymond off that topic but i am not Raymond so why did you lie?""Like you said you are not Raymond, so i am not answering any question coming from you.""Why do i get the vibe that you are hiding more than you have let out Julia? My gut feeling is never wrong." he asked making