Marina went to each section looking for what dishes she could make for her new husband, Finally found something. She made a Coffee with pork. After cooking she placed the food on the tray Exiting the kitchen, Marina went over to Adrien's entrance room. “I hope he appreciates my effort” she giggled and took a deep breath, Opening the door, With her eyes closed she opened and was shocked not to find anybody there. “Maybe he is inside the bathroom” She placed the food on the table inside the room And gently went towards the door knocking. “Are you there?” she questioned but no response. She scanned the room and saw a book and a note. Writing down her appreciation letter she dropped it on the tray and left. “Can't wait to see his reaction” she muttered to herself smiling. She just wants to thank him badly for saving her from humiliation ***************** Marina went to rest on the couch and watched the news hoping her hubby would come, Then suddenly a negative thought struck her
I don't think the bride is bothered at all by my presence and only her say would count boy." Aiden's father stated and Marina forced a smile. She hadn't gotten over the basement incident yet. According to the contract, she's supposed to act like she was really Aiden's wife and they were in love. "Even if she's bothered, surely she won't show it to you." "You don't need to worry at all. I’m getting along with the new bride," Aiden's grandfather stated, extending a wide smile. “Sit down; I will prepare your meal too.” Marina stood up and went to the kitchen. “Son, I need you to start talking.” “Where did you know her from?? “Why all of a sudden?? “I'm so surprised,” he asked furiously, dropping the fork and waiting for his response. “Why are all these questions necessary? You wanted me to get married, I am married??" Aiden uttered as well, hitting the table slightly in anger. “You married her out of pity." His face was full of surprise. “Not even that, You didn't inform us. I
Amira's lips curled into a sexy smile, her cheeks turning red as she blushed at Jayden" 's words. "You're so nice, you're so kind and you're so protective. I can't believe that the girl you wanted to get married to would cheat on you before your wedding no less.." Amira scoffed playing with her hair. Jayden felt as though his chest would burst with happiness, he had met Amira a few months ago on a trip, it was not their first time meeting but it was the first time they had a serious conversation and since then he had taken a liking to her. "I saw how Marina was humiliated in front of everyone, don't you wanna take revenge? You can not let her go scot-free without doing anything to her, she deserves to suffer and be punished for hitting you." Amira said after thinking for a while. "That b*tch fucking had the nerves to ridicule me in front of so many people, I will make her regret doing that in due time, but that would be in due time. For now, let's focus on ourselves." Jayden said
"The guy really messed you up." Summer sympathies as she touched the bandage on Amira's face and Amira winced. "What's going to happen? Taking him away doesn't do the job, you have to get rid of him." Summer suggested. Amira has paid Daniel to photoshop those photos but when Aiden found out, Daniels's business had begun to drop like an anthill. Anira sighed sipping on her juice. “I'll take care of him, So tell me who the girl is. I'm curious to know who she is and can't wait to get revenge for you. She insulted you right?"Amira asked curiously. "How are we to revenge anything? She is the girl your man rejected and now She has my brother’s back." Summer uttered. “Funny enough, she is in our court. We just need to dribble the ball into our court well,” Amira said again. “What do you mean by that?" She questioned. “We need to set up a plan, and I get my revenge for taking Jayden away from me in the first place.” She grabbed the cigar and popped it inside her mouth, inhaling it.
“I’m sorry about that. I should get back to my room now.” Marina quickly apologized for her weird behavior. The man agreed to help her and now, was she trying to force herself on him? ‘Behave hormones,’ she cautioned herself. “Don't apologize," Aiden blurted out while keeping a straight face as he walked to the sofa. He immediately phoned the butler. "No one should come to the living room." He stated and ended the call. "Come and seat on my legs, little slut." Marina had always felt that nickname's degradation for some reason, but she didn't think much about it. “Umm, I'm sorry?” Marina asked, surprised by his response to the kiss they almost had. Aiden chuckled dryly and wiped his palms which she assumed were getting sweaty on his trousers. “Abstinence isn't part of the contract, is it? I said come." He ordered and Marina could definitely swear that her legs were moving on their own accord. “Good girl." Aiden pulled her closer and dragged her onto his lap. Placing his hands on
“Babe, I’ve done it, my father agreed to get you a job and also, I'm going to my brother’s place!” Summer announced squealing happily over the phone. “That’s so damn good! So, when are you going there?” Amira asked across the phone. “You mean my brother’s?” “Yes!” “Unfailingly, tomorrow!” Summer replied. They both chatted for a few more minutes before ending the call. Summer packed a few other clothes before sleeping. *** “Sorry, who is that?” Marina was unwillingly forced out of her beautiful slumber by the abrupt knock on the door. She rose from the bed and walked to the door. Placing her hand on the doorknob, she opened the door to meet Summer, her husband's sister. “Oh hi, Summer right?" After letting Marina stare at her for a while, she finally uttered. “Sister-in-law, you surely won’t just open your mouth and keep watching me? At least, I assume you were taught this much at home to know how to accommodate guests and the fun fact is that I’m not even a guest but rath
"Honeymoon? And I don't see your groom anywhere?" Summer sighed looking back and forth. Marina sighed and came out, shutting the door behind her. “But, what took you so long? Were you sleeping in the toilet?” Summer asked with a chuckle as she chewed on the food that was served the instant Marina came into the dining. Marina looked at her and replied, “I took a bath, and dear, bathrooms aren't meant for sleeping, but I assume you were taught that much in school.” Summer chucked as she looked at her, “Wow…so that bathroom was a makeover for you. Now, you're talking bad about me.” Marina just shook her head before sitting on the dining table and she dished herself a meal to eat. “Table manners please,” she cautioned Summer who was about to talk to her. "So speaking of Honeymoon, why did your so-called husband abandon you? I bet my brother wouldn't want to be anywhere near a cheap slut like you." Marina clenched her fist under the table. *** “Where is my wife?” Aiden's voice came
“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
"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