Ivory’s entire face crumbled with confusion as she looked at Lucien.“What?” She asked, trying to understand if she had just heard him clearly.She had and as a matter of fact, Lucien boldly repeated those words again.“Ødexa is finally facing its downfall. That’s good, isn’t it?” He said and flashed her that innocent looking smile of his.Ivory was speechless. But when she did manage to say something, it came out as a scrambled Sentence.“What…I don’t…I don’t get. What’s so good about,” she glanced back at the report. “This?”“Everything,” Came Lucien’s answer and when Ivory glanced at him, she was once again startled by how close he was.He had leaned forward, resting one hand on the table, while the other controlled the mouse, pulling up stock data.“Take a look at this,” He said, gesturing towards the monitor. But Ivory’s gaze remained on him. “Elixiron’s value has risen by 9% despite the damage incurred not too long ago. And I’m sure that’s because of what’s happening to Ødexa. S
Gadreel had gotten back home about an hour ago and began his search, yet, he hadn’t found the ledger.Sitting at the edge of his bed, hand perched on his knee and brows drawn together, Gadreel was deep in thought, trying his best to figure out where the ledger was.The last place he had left it, secure and safe, was here, in his bedroom. But just to be sure, he has also checked the safe in his house office.Nothing.He has searched underneath his bed and beneath and between the pile of files in his office.Nothing. The ledger was nowhere to be seen. If he didn’t know any better, he would have said that someone has come in and stolen in.But that was impossible, seeing as the only people who had access to the house were him, his grandmother who was obviously not a suspect to begin with, Jennifer, well, that old lady was just as she is, an old lady, too content with life to think of doing something so stupid and later come to work.Moving on, there was Ivory. Gadreel for some reason, ev
“I don’t get it.”It was the third person they have visited, and the third time they had been disappointed.Beside her, Gadreel looked her way, a silent indication that he was waiting for her to continue. And that Ivory did.“Why have petty bastards refused to talk? Is there a law against such, or so they just want to see your company in trouble?”As they walked towards Gadreel car, she glanced his way and scrunched up her face.“It seems you’ve made way too many enemies in this life, Gadreel.” She commented, pulling the door open and entering the car as Gadreel unlocked it and did so himself.“It comes with the business,” Was his simple reply as he turned on the car and began driving.If Ivory wasn’t too busy mulling over the fact that their last approach has gone to shit, perhaps she would have seen the glances he threw at his rare view mirror ever now and then.“Ah,” she sighed and leaned her head against the seat. “We’re back to square one, aren’t we?”“Not quite,” Gadreel handed
It was dark, but the first thing Ivory heard was the sound of ringing in her ear. Her entire body ached, her head felt like it was ready to split open, but the pain, compared to the ringing, was nothing."Fuck," she muttered and tried to move, but paused the moment she heard something watery...Liquid? Water?!She quickly became aware of her surroundings, of the feeling of water drenching her cloth and quickly filling up the car.They had fallen off the bridge. The car was sinking."Gadreel!" She called out, the first thought on her mind was that of his. "Gadreel!" She repeated his name, this time around, a bit louder.But the response wasn't immediate. There was no answer, nothing.Panic began rising inside Ivory and she snapped her head towards the driver's seat, only to find that Gadreel was unconscious."Gadreel!"This time, when she called out, the response was immediate. Gadreel flinched, then he groaned."Ivory?""Gadreel," She sounded a bit relieved, but now wasn't time for su
Four hours had passed and Lucien hadn't heard news from the two people he had expected to hear back from.Ivory was one of them, and considering how things had turned out before she left, he couldn't help but worry that she had decided not to return, made uncomfortable by his presence.At that moment, Elias's words replayed in his mind- Ivory was going to leave him the moment she found out how he truly was like- and abruptly, the tapping of his finger against the table, came to a stop."Shit," he muttered, lowering his head and sighing.Why the hell were things suddenly spiraling out of control? Why the hell was Ivory suddenly doing things she wasn't meant to?And why the fucking hell, has he not heard any news from Carlos concerning that bastard's death?!Ah fuck, Lucien had the urge to flip the table in front of him.He was a perfectionist, someone who didn't like mess ups, and he hated having his plans not fall according to his calculations.And that's why he hated that bastard. Ga
Ivory had taken a lot of things from granted, one of those things, being the heat she constantly had in her house and the other, was the house itself.But now, as she stood in front of a branch built hut with flimsy doors and nearly none existent windows, no power, no heat and most definitely no bathroom, did she realize how much she had taken those little things for granted.“Fuck,” Yet another curse word slipped past her lips as she shivered, wrapping her hand around her body to keep warm. “How is this supposed to keep us warm?”“It’s better than nothing,” Came Gadreel’s response as he looked around the hut.The inside was just as plain as the outside, consisting only of a single mattress, a broken cabinet and a wooden stool.The roof, well, the roof wasn’t even worth mentioning. It was the same as the rest of the hut, a bunch of leaves, branches and whatever other vegetation the previous owners, whoever they were, had found to put together this thing.It was a wonder, how the hell
The sun had began setting, bathing the sky with a beautiful glow of purple and orange. In front of her, the fire crackled, shooting vague sparks as it’s light had already began dying out.With her arms wrapped around her knees, Ivory tried ignoring the tiredness that was creeping in. From time to time, her eyes would flutter close, before snapping back open, determined to stay awake, hoping that any moment from now, someone would have noticed their absence and began searching for them, and find their location, rescuing them.But the longer she stared at the sky, the darker the purple shade became and the further away the hope of being rescued, was.“You’re tired,” It wasn’t a question, but a statement. “You should sleep, I’ll keep watch.” Gadreel offered.Ivory’s response was a simple shake of her head. “No, I want to stay awake. I need to…” She paused, covering her mouth as a yawn interrupted her. “To…make sure…”“You’ll be more alert in the morning, for now, you need to rest, save y
An hour had passed. Ivory had stopped trembling, and although she was still quiet, her expression had relaxed and the fear that had taken hold of her had disappeared.She was no longer scared, but Gadreel didn’t completely let go. They were lying by each other’s side, facing each other, with Ivory’s face nearly in his chest and his hand around her waist.This was his method of getting ready to prevent any other bad dream that occurs, in the event that she falls back at asleep.But even after an hour, that didn’t happen and just when he was contemplating what to say, Ivory spoke up.“Thank you,” Her words were soft, almost as if she wasn’t sure whether she should have said them or not.Gadreel looked down at her, his eyes scanned her face, before he asked. “Do you have frequent nightmares like this?”Ivory didn’t answer. Unconsciously, she shrank back, not wanting to answer that question. It was already pathetic enough that he saw her in this state and on top that, she had acted so pat
“…you don’t need to tell me what I already know,” Lucien didn’t mean to sound rude, but with his mother being on the other side of the line, hounding down on him about how he needed to get Ivory to see things from their perspective as soon as next week, was making it hard for him not to snap. “You’ve told me this plenty of times, now.”“Don’t speak like that,” His mother reprimanded. “This is important. I believe I’ve given you enough time to do the needful and I’m beginning to run out of patience, my time is almost up. So, this is your last warning, get the girl on our side, or I’ll do it by myself.”Without waiting for an answer, she hung up the phone, leaving Lucien to sigh out loudly.What a wonderful way to ruin the start of his day, he thought, turning and exiting the balcony, only to find that Ivory was no longer where he had left her.He looked in the direction of the living room, her second most seen place, then in the kitchen, finding no trace of her.His brows furrowed and
After spending two days in his house, Ivory had come to the realization that there was no way of getting that door open on her own.She had tried several things; banging, kicking, pushing, punching, setting a makeshift fire to trigger the fire setting and even trying to use items that Lucien had touched to recreate his finger print, but, nothing had worked.All of them were useless.Sighing, Ivory rested her forehead against the surface of the door, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath.“This is hopeless,” She muttered.She was trapped here, wasn’t she?There was no way out.Her phone, was with Lucien.She had nothing.What should she do?“Ivory.”The sudden voice, had caused her heart to stop momentarily. Turning around, she saw him, leaning against the doorway.“What are you doing?”Ivory had to keep herself from frowning. He had asked her the same thing the previous day, and she had responded with the exact same words.“Trying to open the door.”“I can see that,” Lucien said,
“The number you’re trying to call, is currently-“The automated voice hadn’t gotten the chance to finish it’s message, before Gadreel hung up the phone.Still switched off? He wondered, frowning down at his call history that showed the number of times he had called Ivory.25 calls and 13 messages.That was the amount, and none of them had been answered.Frown deepening, he ran his fingers through his hair, his brows furrowing further.Something didn’t feel right.He couldn’t pinpoint the reason, or explain it, but his intuition was telling him, that something was off.Ivory wouldn’t just stand him up, or ignore his calls and messages for two whole days. In the past, sure, he would have agreed that she was capable of doing it.But now, things had changed between them. He could tell she was no longer as cold as she previously was to him. And even though she hadn’t completely forgiven him for the things he did, she had at least, decided to try and put the past behind her.So, this, this
Ivory woke up the following morning…to an awfully familiar remake of her bedroom back from when she still stayed with Doctor Elias.Witnessing it was so startling, that she shot up from the bed, a frown of confusion marring the space between her brows.What the hell was happening?!Last night, she had fallen asleep on the couch, but now, she was back in a room, her room, that was almost identical to her previous one, except the windows were barred, and there were no mirrors.And the fact that the entire room was a bit smaller than her original one, only added to her confusion.So, how did she end up here?Wasn’t she supposed to be on the couch, in the living room, trapped in Lucien’s house?“Ah, you’re awake.”The sound of Lucien’s voice, had caused her head to snap in his direction and she immediately frowned.He was leaning against the doorway, dressed in a pair of jeans and a white, long sleeved dress shirt. His arms were crossed, and the sleeves of his shirt had been rolled up, le
At around 8PM, a text message had entered Ivory’s phone. The device, placed beside the papers on Lucien’s table, vibrated, drawing his attention from the pile of work he was attending to.At first, he ignored it, knowing it wasn’t anyone important, but then, the phone had buzzed yet again, indicating that the same person, had tried to call, but failed.The frown on his face had deepened, before, with a sigh, he pushed away from his desk, his chair rolling back a few inches, before he stood up and approached the desk.He grabbed the phone and unlocked it. Seeing as he considered himself so close to Ivory, that he could easily guess her password, he easily opened the text and read the message.[Is everything okay? I’ve been trying to reach you all afternoon. Getting awfully worried.]The simple text, was from none other than Gadreel.Lucien’s expression hardened, and the frown on his face intensified.He couldn’t believe this bastard.He was getting worried.Ha! Was this his way of tryi
The broken plate had been cleaned up, a new food served and Lucien, locked away in his office, doing only God knows what, while Ivory paced the living room, her fingers interlocked behind her head.How the fuck was she going to get out of this one?She couldn't just stay here, trapped, waiting for who knows how long, and she definitely couldn't let Lucien do whatever the hell he wanted.But, she was stuck and she didn't have her phone, and there was no way in hell she'd be calling his name, asking him to let her out.So, what was she meant to do?Perhaps, she'd have to wait until he unlocked the doors himself? One of these days, he'd surely want to go out and get something, right?But the problem was, when would that happen? She had no plan of staying here for more than a day, so she'd have to try her best and think of something.A sigh escaped her lips and she stopped pacing, before flopping down on the couch and burying her face in her hands.God, her heart wouldn't calm down.Was i
The moment those words had left Lucien’s mouth, and before he could react, Ivory had marched straight up to him, closing the distance that had previously existed between them, and in seconds, her palm connected with his cheek, a slap that echoed throughout the entire house.His head had snapped to the side, and his cheek had reddened almost immediately.Lucien was silent, and his gaze was cast to the floor.“If you fucking lay a finger on Gadreel again,” Ivory began, her voice laced with so much anger and frustration, that Lucien, who had been silent since her slap, raised his head and turned to look at her, a deep frown, marring his face.“I’ll make sure that I fucking kill you myself.” She threatened.However, she got the opposite result from what she had been hoping.“Now tell me, why I actually, shouldn’t kill him. You’ve given me another reason, V. You’ve only ever raised your hand at me, today and it’s all because of him.”His eyes remained on hers as he spoke, and Ivory, still
Gadreel would be lying if he said that, as he watched the video of a nearby CCTV camera that displayed the outside of his house, showing as Evangeline reached into her bag and pulled out what looked to be the ledger of his company and handed it to a man inside a black car, his heart didn’t break.He already knew she was behind what had happened to his company. He had zeroed his mind that it was her doing. But, to watch it with his own eyes, was something else entirely.This, was the woman he had spent so many years believing he loved, no, he had loved her at one point, the very same woman who was his fiancée.A sigh left his lips and he hung his head, the disappointment, directed more at himself, than anyone else, all evident in his eyes.How had he allowed things get to this stage? How didn’t he see Evangeline’s true colors when it was still early and he could have prevented the mess he was currently in?Perhaps, he was too blindly in love.A bitter laugh escaped his lips as his mind
“No matter what you do, that door won’t open without my say so. So, that means,” Lucien smiled subtly, but all the gesture did, was make cold shivers run down Ivory’s spine. “You’re here with me until I say otherwise.”“Lucien,” She started, keeping her voice as level and stable as possible. “Stop this madness. Open the door, I have to leave-““And go meet that bastard?” He shook his head and Ivory could only stare in disbelief. “As long as that bastard is around, I don’t think I can let you out of here.”Ivory parted her lips to speak, but no words came out. She found this whole situation, no, to be more precise, she found the reason, why Lucien was refusing to let her leave, absurd.He was holding her here, not because he feared she’d report him for his misdeeds as soon as she got out, but rather, because he didn’t want her to meet up with Gadreel.That…that was absurd.“Lucien, this is nonsense.” She spoke, trying her hardest not to raise her voice, to keep the tone calm and levele