“No, you think my brother would throw me out for some cheap slut?” Summer questioned. “Well …that's good. So, what is wrong then? You still got the upper hand here,” Amira said with a shout-out. “What upper hand, dude?” Summer asked, confused and curious as she didn't understand a bit what her friend was saying. She just told her that her brother said his wife is the one in charge. How does the upper hand work in her friend's brain?! “Wait before you tag me a fool,” Amira smiled as she quickly stopped her friend's thoughts as she already assumed what she would be thinking now, “What I meant was that she is afraid of you or respects you. You just need to reel that into her skull. That you are the master.” “Oh Lord! You think I can do that, babe?” Summer asked, placably. “I think you can do more than that. You can put that bitch in her place.” “Oh…I'll hold on to that then. I'll surely show her who she's dealing with starting from tomorrow!” Summer affirmed with a strong mind. “Go
“No brother,” Summer replied with a smile as she moved closer to him, “Even if I come to the office, it won't be about sleeping but about working. Talking about working, didn't you see the person beside me?” She added as she swiped the files in front of him anyway. “Oh…I get it now,” Aiden said with a sigh as he looked at the files that he was supposed to be working on but were now in his sister's hand, “You are here on a mission to disturb my work.” “No,” Summer said as she hissed, frustrated that he couldn't even acknowledge her friend and Amira wasn't any better. She was already getting ashamed about how he was behaving to her, he didn't even act as if she existed at all. How then would they even talk to him about her?! “I came here with my friend, would you look at her, or does your wife have to give you permission before you do?” She said with a smirk as she swirled the file in her hand. Aiden stared keenly at his sister as he spat, “Have you brought one of your friends agai
In Aiden's office, Aiden requested Amira's documents and he glanced through them. After checking it through, he said as he faced her, “I hope you know that you got this job through nepotism but I don't really care, what I care about is that you do your job well and with your CV, I'm certain you can.” “Thank you, I surely won't disappoint you,” Amira said, smiling brightly as she bowed. “You can resume tomorrow then, my sister should tell you more about the office,” he added then turned to Summer, “So now, get your ass out of my office.” With a beaming smile on her face, Summer announced, “I'll be bringing my friend home for dinner today.” “Uh…” Aiden muttered looking up, he was confused and he asked, “So why are you telling me? Finally getting my permission?” “No, not really. I'm just telling you so that it won't come as a shock when she visits.” “Cool then, leave now, you getting in my air.” He said again, finally frustrated about them still lingering around. “Goodbye,” Summer
“I will,” Marina managed to say after dispelling the shock from her face. Amira had already stood up from her seat and walked to where her friend was, they settled in their seats and the only person they were waiting for was Aiden. “He will be home soon, very soon.” Marina relayed the information she got from calling Aiden to Summer. She also sat down on her chair, staring deeply at Amira. Then she started a conversation, “So, how is your boyfriend doing?” “Huh?” Amira looked up at her, surprised as she didn't expect Marina to start confronting her on that issue. “He's fine,” she replied after calming herself down. “How are you able to sleep through the night knowing that you crashed someone else's wedding?” Marina couldn't help herself but ask again, this was something that she had been so eager to learn about. The reason Amira did what she did. She had been dying to confront Amira, not because she still loved Jayden but because she was surprised that her friend hated her to t
“Huh?” Aiden said, tilting his head to face her properly, “I'm afraid I didn't catch that.” A blush instantly appeared on Marina's cheeks as she realized what she had just done. How could she have done that, thoughts as such swirled in her mind as she stared at his face. “I have something to discuss with you, hope you are not busy?” She finally composed herself and said, trying to know whether he was in a position to listen to her or not. “Sure, I am. Just say what you want and don’t bother about my work. I already decided to put everything aside for now,” he responded, giving her the go-ahead to say what was on her mind. “Alright…” Marina said though that wasn’t what she intended to say, but decided against it. At first, she had thought of pestering him about why he was not busy tonight as he had always been but then again, it was easier this way for both of them if he was not busy. “I want to open a store,” She blurted out after steading her heart. Even though they were already
“I…just want to get your permission and also I want to borrow money from you,” Marina forced the words out of her mouth. She didn’t want to sound like a gold digger but she didn’t know if she wasn’t sounding like one now as she was asking a man whom she just got married about money. “Oh…”Aiden nodded his head as he linked it all together, “That's still what you do to annoy me. You need to note that you are my wife and not my slave. You are free to open a store and if you need cash, you can tell Edward about it, he’ll sort that out, or wait...”He said, standing up from his seat. He walked to his wardrobe and opened it. He rummaged through it before closing it and walking to the draw where the mirror was placed. He opened all draws in it and his brows were furrowed and then a thin was already beginning to form between his forehead as he continued his search. Marina was curious as she waited for him to be done with whatever he was looking for and she even offered to help but he declin
The next morning, very early in the morning, Amira was already up on her feet ready for her new day at work. But still, she was distressed and was just coming out and going out of her room in search of nothing; a very good explanation for her nervous self. She doesn’t know how Aiden would see her advances, especially with how he had been described and painted by the public. But the main character syndrome in her mind still managed to tell her that she would be treated well. “So, do you want me to drive you to your new workplace?” Jayden asked as he saw that she was almost ready and he was, too also, he had little time to spare to be a good and favorable boyfriend to her. But then her next course of action surprised him. “No, no. I don’t need you, I will drive by myself,” she responded curtly as she applied her blush to her cheeks. “You don’t need me?” Jayden managed to translate her words the wrong way as he looked at her and stared at her back, waiting for her to turn her back.
If Marina finding fault in her wasn't enough to make him angry with her, her coming late to work and looking as if she was about to go catch a man was more than enough. If anything Aiden didn't like it, he didn't like it if someone didn't take work important and that was what Amira was displaying to him. Amira was at a loss for words and she just blabbered on, not making sense with her sentence, “I…it. w..a..actually…” Aiden had to cut her off with a wave of his hand, putting an abrupt stop to her ballers and thereby making her breath a little. He said to her, “Come and sit and let me personally review my rules with you so that we won't have any future cause to quarrel again.” Amira was joyed as he said those words to her. She believed that he was preferably favoring her. She had heard words from people about how strict Aiden was with staff coming late to work so his wanting to settle it amicably with her gave her hope. A smile crept up her face and butterflies started to linger
"You know, I am completely fed up with your newfound attitude of coming home late without even giving me as much as a call," Marina whined as Aiden had his dinner. It Was late, about 10 pm in the night and Marina had to stay up, waiting for him to get back home. "I'm having my dinner, baby," he said, his voice low and husky, his eyes fixed on hers with an unnerving intensity. "Let me finish it up before you talk about all the ways you would kill me." He smiled, his lips curling up in a sly, seductive grin that made her heart skip a beat. "Although, I do have a favorite way I'd like to die - in your arms, with your hands wrapped around my throat." She felt a shiver run down her spine as he spoke, his dilated pupils making her heart flutter in her chest. But she refused to back down, keeping up her angry act even as her body betrayed her. "No, I am definitely serious, and I'm not waiting," she said, her voice firm, but her eyes betraying a hint of vulnerability. "Why were you late hom
"What are you talking about?" Francesca decided to use the denial route as she didn't know exactly what Aiden had said. Though with the accusing look that she was getting from her dad, she knew that whatever Aiden had told him wasn't good at all. "Don't! Don't do that Francesca." Her dad yelled banging his hands on the table as he folded his fist while gritting his teeth in anger. "Daddy! What's going on? You're just going to believe anything he said because he told you that? Is that what you're doing to do?" Francesca fired back as she walked closer to the table matching her father's glare. "That's brutal," Aiden muttered. "That's your guilty mind talking right there, Francesca. How would you even know he told me anything bad if you hadn't started incoming yourself with bad activities?" Aiden shook his head and chuckled a bit, totally amused by the show that the father and daughter duo were putting on. "That's a little twisted," Aiden muttered again. "Out of everyone Francesca,
"It's been a while boy, I'm kind of concerned that you came to see me. I'm actually on my way out so maybe, you would like to reschedule?" Francesca's dad adjusted his tie as he carried his briefcase in one hand ready to leave his office for an important meeting. "No." Aiden simply stated as he relaxed onto the rolling chair and wheeled it to a position where he was blocking the entrance. "What?" "I said no! You're not leaving here until we have a little nice chat, I have other places to be too so I won't waste much of your time as that would technically mean that I'm wasting my time as well." Aiden smirked and Francesca's dad went back to his chair, dropping his briefcase on the top of the table while Aiden wheeled the rolling chair back to the center of the office, I'm front of the table. "Are we going to have a problem?" Aiden queried as he tapped his chin and Francesca's father stared at him for a few seconds before chuckling lightly. "I don't think there is any reason for us
"What's going on?" Aiden questioned as he got into his office a day after firing Francesca. The whole company was in a ruckus when he got there and the workers told him that all the Hods had called an impromptu meeting in the board room. A meeting that he wasn't aware of, it only meant that things were going haywire and he raced there. Aiden walked into the conference room, a sense of unease settling in the pit of his stomach. The heads of the different departments were already seated, their faces grim as they murmured to each other. One of them had to clear his throat in a suspicious way to alert the others that their boss was present in the room. "Good morning, everyone," Aiden said, trying to sound calm as he sat down with a lot of poise and confidence going on inside of him. He didn't look slightly disturbed by anything that was going on. "Good morning, Sir." They replied in unison, their voices laced with tension as Aiden perused their faces and expressions. "Is there a reas
Francesca and Claw worked in silence, their movements swift and efficient as they disposed of Grim Jack's body. "Well, that's taken care of," Claw said, his voice low. Francesca nodded, her mind already racing with the implications. "Yeah, but we're not out of the woods yet. Aiden is still out there, and he's not going to stop until he gets what he wants and you know that means exposing you."Claw's expression turned grim. "We'll deal with him when the time comes. For now, let's just focus on covering our tracks." They dismissed everyone after Claw forced Amira on a date for some unknown reasons. After 2 days, Francesca walked into the lobby of Aiden's company, her heart pounding in her chest. "Can I help you?" the receptionist asked, her eyes narrowing. "I'm Francesca, the receptionist," Francesca replied, her smile confident. "I've been...out sick. But I'm feeling much better now."The receptionist's expression turned skeptical. "Uh, okay. Well, welcome back, I guess. B
Claw dragged Francesca to his main study room and shoved her to the floor while she kept a straight face though it was mixed with hurt. He turned to Francesca, his voice filled with a mix of confusion and urgency. "Francesca, how could you betray me like this? I trusted you with everything." "You betrayed me! You helped Aiden escape, you were with him all these while and I wonder how I failed to realize that." He snarled, glaring grimly at Francesca who had her hands bound. Francesca looked up from where she knelt and stared at him, a look of surprise on her face as she repeated what she had been saying all the way here. "I know you're fed up with hearing this but what the fuck are you talking about, Claw?" She quirked her brows up and he slapped her across "Don't play dumb with me!" Claw spat. "I know it was you who told Aiden about our plans. You're the only one who knew that as a new member of my team. He couldn't have possibly figured out, that he isn't a genie." Claw r
After a few minutes of sprinting, Aiden finally slowed down, ducking into a small alleyway to catch his breath. He leaned against the wall, his eyes scanning the rooftops for any sign of pursuit. "Hey Sir, you there?" The P.A.'s voice came through the earpiece, breaking the silence. "Yeah, I'm here. I made it out." Aiden replied, his chest heaving with exhaustion. " I've got a car waiting for you a few blocks from your location. It'll take you to your house." The P.A. stated and Aiden just let out the breath he didn't know he had been holding in. "And my phone?" Aiden questioned, pushing off from the wall and starting to move again. "Your phone is with the Chauffeur that would pick you up, they really fell for the trick." "Okay." As he turned a corner, Aiden spotted the car, a sleek black sedan, waiting for him by the curb. *CLAW'S MANOR: OAKVILLE* "What do you mean he's gone?" he snarled, his voice echoing off the walls as he banged his hands into the table whil
OAKVILLE *Claw's Hideout* Aiden sat calmly in the room after being brutally tortured by Claw, his eyes fixed on the door as Claw's men approached him. He knew this moment would come, and he was prepared. Too bad his brother was a naive soul who didn't think before he acted. If he took even a fragment of his time, he would realize that Aiden already knew all this was going to happen. As the guards grabbed him, Aiden didn't resist. He knew it would only make things worse. Instead, he waited until they were distracted, and then he made his move. With a swift motion, Aiden used his knowledge of martial arts to take down the guards, one by one. He moved swiftly and silently, his training allowing him to avoid making any noise. Once the guards were unconscious, Aiden quickly made his way to the door. He knew the route out of the compound, having studied it beforehand. Pressing the button of the speaker in his ear that was too little for anyone to see, he whispered. "I'
Marina paced to and fro the room as she felt an empty feeling inside her stomach. She didn't even know what to feel as she kept staring at the wall clock every second. The time read 10:38 pm and Aiden wasn't home yet, he didn't even try to reach her which was questionable. She tried to push away the growing sense of worry, telling herself he was probably just working late or had stopped to hang out with friends. But then on second thought, Aiden never went out with friends. She even began to wonder if he had any friends. She knew Aiden rarely came home late especially since she came back from the hospital so she couldn't sit still without her anxiety striking in. With every passing minute, Marina's heart sank more. She tried calling his number but the call wasn't going through. She sent a series of texts but it was left unreplied. She began to imagine all sorts of scenarios - car accidents, muggings, or worse. But why in the world was he not taking his calls? What was goi