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
The kiss was long and passionate, and when they broke apart, their gazes locked.Ivory saw the look in his eyes, and for some reason, it made her feel a little self conscious, especially when her hands automatically moved to cover her exposed skin.Gadreel saw the action, and his expression softened. Reaching down, he gently held her wrist and pulled her hands away, revealing her naked torso, the only thing hiding her were the straps of her bra."Don't hide," He said, his eyes never leaving her body as he leaned down and planted a soft kiss on her collar bone."You're beautiful,"Ivory didn't say anything. Her lips were pressed together and she remained silent, watching him as he showered her chest with gentle kisses.His hands roamed her sides, before resting on her hips. Slowly, he pulled the jean skirt down, along with her underwear.Now, the only thing she was wearing was her bra.Gadreel pulled his lips away and looked down at her. Their eyes locked, and for a brief second, he wo
The air suddenly became thick and the bile rising in Ivory’s throat, seemed to intensify as she waited for Lucien to answer.However, no answer came.After what felt like an eternity, Ivory pressed. “Did you? Did you kill Peter and everyone on this list? And what for?”She glanced back at the paper, her frown intensifying as she said. “Experiment? With the devil’s breath?”Her voice was sharp, holding a reprimanding edge to it that Lucien normally would have felt bad when he heard it. But not today.In fact, Ivory had only just now noticed, it wasn’t just his smile and warmth, but everything about him seemed different.Even the air surrounding him had changed, a silent warning that if she kept pressing down this path, she’d discover things that are meant to stay hidden, for her sake.But Ivory ignored all that. To help with hidden secret! The potential maker of her one of her problems, w
Ivory drove up the driveway leading to the Varga estate and got out. From the moment she had gotten in, a very uneasy feeling had settled in her gut.The house was quiet, and eerily so.With a frown on her face, Ivory walked towards the main entrance. It was a big, double door that was always opened, but today, it was closed.Her frown deepened.Reaching out, she rang the bell. A few seconds later, the sound of footsteps approached the door, and the next thing Ivory knew, the door swung open and standing in front of her, was none other than, Lucien.“We need to-“ She began, but stopped when she noticed how he was looking.Black visibly circles were under his eyes, and his face, looked tired, as if he hadn’t gotten a single bit of sleep in a long time.“What happened?” Ivory asked, forgetting her original intentions of confronting him.“Nothing,” Came Lucien’s answer. Then he looke
Standing in front of Remington Crop, Ivory took a deep breath, readying herself for what was too happen.It was day 14, two weeks since the death of her father. She was sure the news of her inheriting the CEO position of Remington Crop, through his will, would have spread like wildfire. So, around 2 AM last night, she had decided, it was time to come into Remington Crop, make her presence known and start the merger as soon as possible.That was the only way she could focus on other things; Ivory deemed.However, now, as she stood in front of the company, she couldn’t help but think that things weren’t going to go as easy as she wanted them to. But, nonetheless, she drew in a deep breath, soothing the anxiety that had began to bubble in the pit of her stomach, before stepping in.The first thing that greeted her was the stares. All heads turned in her direction, looking at her with a gaze of scrutiny and those who knew who she was, whispered wo
The ride back was comfortably quiet. Ivory sat in the passenger seat, looking out the window as she thought back to what Gabriella had said.At some point, she thought about when Gabriella had mentioned having Grandchildren and her cheek heated up ever so slightly.Ah, that sly old woman, she knew exactly what she was doing.“Did my grandmother say something?”Ivory flinched at the sound of his voice, it was calm, startling her from her train of thought.“Huh?” She asked.“You’ve been awfully quiet, the whole time.” Gadreel pointed out, keeping his eyes on the road, but for some reason, Ivory felt like he was looking at her. “Is there something wrong? Did grandmother say something to you?”“No, nothing like that.” She quickly assured. “Your grandmother,” She paused for a few seconds, then chuckled, more at the fact that she allowed herself to be bothered by
With Samantha, the house’s last residence, now gone, the big huge house, immediately felt lifeless. Standing in the living room, Ivory took a look around and sighed.It wasn't the first time she had been here, alone. In fact, there were many times when she had returned to the manor after school, and found it empty.But, this was different. This time, the house was really empty. And for the first time in her life, Ivory realized how much she truly loathed it.In the past, when her family was still together, she had absolutely loved this place, treating it like a castle. Now, after everything had happened, and the people were now gone, she couldn’t help but realize how empty the house was.A thought to sell the property crossed her mind, but the very next second, she dismissed it. After all, she could never do that. Not only was the manor built with so many memories, but the house, was also her mother’s pride.To sell it, was like denying her mother’s legacy.Sighing, she took another l
After the strange meeting with Aurora and having nothing else to do in the company for the time being, Ivory had decided to clock out. But she wasn’t heading home, rather, she went straight to the family house.Initially, she had decided to give Samantha a little time before kicking her out, forcefully, as she knew things would come to that level, but after that encounter with Aurora and the recording she had heard, Ivory didn’t just want to kick her out, she wanted to put an end to the woman’s schemes.Once and for all.So, about thirty minutes drive and one brief, yet important pit stop later, Ivory was walking through the gates of the Remington Manor and into the main house.She didn’t need to announce her presence or call out to her so called stepmother, because the very moment she walked into the living area, she was met with the very sight of Samantha.“What’s the meaning of this?”It was the first words that escaped Samantha’s lips the moment she saw her. Her eyes narrowed dang
Ivory wasn’t sure which to be more surprised by; the dramatic bow Aurora has just made, or the fact that her last name was Varga, the very same one as Lucien’s.No, It definitely had to be the latter.“Varga?” She asked, giving off the very emotion that Aurora knew she would.Confusion.“Are you by any chance related-““Yes,” She cut her off with a smile, know exactly where Ivory was going. “Lucien, he’s my son.”Immediately those words left her mouth, Aurora had expected Ivory to jump at the opportunity and apologize profusely for her rude behavior so far, but much to her disappointment, it seemed to have the opposite effect on Ivory.Ah, what had that wonderful child of hers said about her to make Ivory react this way? She could only but wonder as she watched the girl in front of her, look her over from head to toe, before giving a bow that was anything but polite.“I apologize if I had behaved rudely towards you, Mrs. Varga. Please accept my apology, I was unaware of the fact that
The shareholders were, needless to say, surprised, when they suddenly heard that Ivory had called for a meeting. But, with what she had done to the previous shareholders looming within the walls of the company like a death threat, no one dared to question her.So, when the time of the meeting had finally arrived, Ivory found herself surrounded by the remaining top shareholders.“Now,” she began, taking her seat at the head of the table. “I know, everyone’s confused and wondering why I’ve called you here, but, please, bear with me.” Taking a look around the table, she gauged every of their reaction, before continuing.“I’m sure many of you are aware of the passing of Lionel Remington, my father,”A chorus of muttered condolences and sympathies filled the room and Ivory nodded.“Thank you. However, with his passing, and the reading of his will, a more expectation, has been placed on my shoulder, unlike never before. With his passing, I was left with the responsibility of taking over Rem
Ivory had expected nothing less from the woman, so, she was not surprised. In fact, it was amusing, and if not for the fact that this woman, was her father’s widow, she would have burst into laughter.“That’s interesting.” She began, a small smirk on her lips. “You want to take over Remington Crop, when it was clearly stated in my father’s will that it had been left to me.”Leaning forward, she stared the woman in the eye and asked. “Are you trying to get on my nerves, Samantha?”The woman, although she seemed a little shaken by Ivory’s gaze, she did not deter from her original goal. “I’m only doing what’s best for the company, for my husband’s legacy.” She stated.“Remington Crop would crumble the moment it enters your hands. I won’t stand by and watch-“Ivory had laughed, interrupting her before she could even finish her statement.“Did you think, you could do something about it in the first place?” She questioned. “You may be his step wife, but I’m his blood, his biological daughte