“I admit to the fact that I make decisions that are weird for anyone to handle but it was a mistake, thinking that I'd be home with Amira and Summer already makes me feel like my head would explode anytime soon." Marina couldn't believe that she was begging the same man who had told her a few days ago that he married her out of pity, but at this point, she couldn't care less. He took her hands in his and as his gaze pierced her like there was something he was looking for in it, something he was searching for, she exhaled sharply hoping that for now; he would forget she talked about divorcing and staying at home with her. "Too bad, I'm not in the mood for any of that. Enjoy the rest of your day." He untangled their hands and made for the door, without sparing her a last glance, he walked out of the room. She could easily go to her store if she wasn't comfortable here but then she thought to herself, how long would she have to run away from her own house? His house, precisely!
With her food in hand, Marina exhaled sharply taking hold of her self-confidence wherever it was she had dropped it and walked out of the kitchen. "Amira told me you could get bitchy but I didn't know that it would get to this point of you being a total scoundrel." These ladies—she was certain, almost too certain—would be the death of her. Adding some ketchup to the pasta on her plate, Marina rolled it up with the cutleries and began devouring her food silently as she sipped on a glass of juice in between. "Are you going to pretend that you didn't hear?" Summer's voice was playing its drum beat in Marina's ear and she was swooning all over the table trying to get Marina to say something. "Doing that had better make her feel better because if it didn't, then her attitude would be a total waste of time," Marina muttered but it was loud enough for them to head. "When did I say I'm pretending to not hear you? I heard you perfectly well but there is a list of things that stopped me fro
"It hasn't gotten to this extent, trust me.""What extent is it at now?Amira, are you really that naive? Can't you see what's going on?" Summer yelled, as frustration laced in her voice.At this point, she didn't care if she was acting like a total psycho or if anyone could hear her in the whole area, all she wanted to do was get Amira back to her senses."What do you mean by that?" Amira kept on placing the clothes that she had unpacked from her box earlier into her suitcase as her heart wasn't in conformity with whatever Summer had to say."Can't you see what Marina is doing? She's been trying to create a drift between us and no matter how hard it is for me to admit it, she's doing a very great job." Summer glared at Amira who let the piece of jewelry that she was holding fall slowly to the bed."And how dare you stare at me with all those eyes like I'm a betrayer when you're aware that everything I'm doing is for you as my friend." Amira blinked back the tears that she didn't know
Chapter 43 "Oh, the over-exaggeration. I'm sure it isn't as heavy as he made it sound." Mr Hawthorne commented before emailing his way to leave the dining when they heard heavy footsteps thudding in their direction. "My Lord, it is as heavy as I made it sound I think I said it a little more too light to stress the statement." Mr Hawthorne turned to stare at the servant like he was looking for opinions or more clues. "A reunion is it? Or a dinner date?" His cold and hoarse voice spelled out as his face came into view and Mr Hawthorne despite being a hard man who wasn't easily frightened shuddered on the spot. "What brings you here, Clergyman?" Mr Salvatore questioned looking as frightened as Mr Hawthorne as he stood to his feet impromptu. The air grew stale and the atmosphere felt choking as both men began to perspire. The ladies just sat there looking confused and so was Jayden. "Did I interrupt your meal? Cause I'll be deeply sorry if I did." The man completely ignored their ques
Unknown Man's Pov ~~28 years ago~~ "I'll be leaving for school now mum," I said while waving to my aunt as I was dressed in my new uniform and had my bag strapped on my back. "Where do you think you're going, Young man?" She asked putting on an irritated expression. "To school," I answered straightforwardly though I knew somewhere beyond my heart that problem would break out with my aunty glaring at me like that. "Young man, you had better go and pull off all that trash you're putting on and get back to house chores because I hope you're aware of the fact that no one is paying your fees." My uncle burst and I know this is the kind of situation that would make a teen break down in tears, well cheers to us that always have a plan B. "I don't need anyone to pay my fees." I declared dreamily with excitement written all over me. "Yeah, see...I was right when I said he wants to be a thief." Ophelia scoffed and I wished I could roll my eyes to her as. much as I wanted to but I c
Mr. Hawthorne and Mr. Salvatore approached Claw, their faces etched with worry as he kept explaining things that belonged to the past. "Claw, please, you have to leave," Mr. Hawthorne urged, his voice low and serious as he glared at Claw who just sat relaxed on the chair in the dining. "This is an engagement dinner for my son, Jayden, and Diamond, Salvatore's daughter. Your...reputation could ruin the evening and this isn't the best time for you to come here. Whatever you want to share with me, you can do that later." Mr Hawthorne urged as his eyes accessed Claw's cold and domineering ones. Claw, a rough-looking individual with a mischievous glint in his eye, smirked. "Oh, come on, Hawthorne. I'm not that bad. I promise I won't cause any trouble. I just want to talk and maybe eat." He stated as he smirked and locked the gaze between him and Hawthorne. Mr. Salvatore, his eyes pleading, added, "Please, Claw, listen to us. This is a night for celebration, not...not whatever it is
“Good morning Marina." Marina heard both women greet them immediately she descended the stairs and she couldn't help but roll her eyes in disgust. She was already fully dressed and ready for work because Aiden had left for work even before she woke up. With the days passing by, Marina got more and more frustrated as she began to see less of her husband each day and the act made her as furious as she could be. She tries calling him but if he ever picked her call up then she'd have to spend at least 30 minutes dancing to a victory song. "How convenient. My day is ruined just by seeing both of the scowled faces on top of the morning." Marina commented and she walked over to the water dispenser and drew a cup of water that she had to swallow down in one go so she at least hang on to the humanity that she thought she still possessed at least. "Oh, you're not happy to see us. I suppose not." Amira chuckled as she put on her second strap of earrings while Summer helped arrange her dress
"John, can I come in?" Samantha beckoned from outside of his office closed walls and doors. That was a plus for Marina as she believed that every worker was entitled to their personal space unless the ones who loved to be a pest naturally so she made each of them have their own offices."Miss Samantha," he called as he unlocked the door from the inside and she flashed him a very bright smile, "Is there anything I can help you with?" He questioned and she cleared her throat before smiling again and answering the question. She was more than prepared for this."Yes, there's a way that you can help me but I'll also be helping you out too so it's a fair business proposal to me. May I come in and state it?" She asked and he nodded before pushing the door wide open so she could come in while he shut the door."John, what I'm about to tell you is top secret and I can't risk anyone hearing of it by mistakenly coming at the wrong time and opening the door abruptly. Please, can you lock it?" She
"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