It was already four months since Bryan Ferdinand started working with them and already he was a voice to be reckoned with. She had watched grimly as he became the director. At board meetings, he dominated, pushing David further and further away. This was what she had been afraid of but even now, David would not listen to a word against him.
At the office it was as though everyone and everything revolved round him especially the female folk. Half the women were in love with him and the other half was fascinated with him except for her of course. Sharon still despised and distrusted him just as much as she did the first time they had met only now it was much more.Amanda one of the share analyst would not allow her rest with talks of Bryan.'I do not know why you detest him this way', she said. He is the hottest thing that has happened to this office. Look at the hot deals he has won for the bank since he started with us'.Sharon did not know how else to do away with this girl. She seem not to take hints at all.'Amanda, haven't you got any work to do?' Sharon said looking at her computer.'Because if you haven't, I have. With David ringing in to say he's working at home today and our trip to Rome starting tomorrow, I've got so much to do. I'll be working until very late tonight, so get off my desk and go away'.'In a minute', Amanda said wriggling like a child on the edge of the desk, her small feet swinging back and forth. 'I wanted to ask you something....''Well what?' Sharon was impatient to be done with her.'Has he got a woman tucked somewhere? I mean he hasn't dated anyone since he joined us. He says he isn't married and I do not believe that he is gay, so is there anyone in the background?''I do not know and frankly, I do not care. And since you are that interested in his private life and have nothing else to talk about but Bryan Ferdinand, why don't you ask him yourself? Now will you get off my desk, I have work to do'.She frankly wished that she had never heard of the man. He was growing more and more irritated with him and the mention of his name.The last time she had spoken about this to David, she had told him how Bryan was taking over from him and pushing him further and further to the background and had even taken over his clients and the most lucrative of them all at that.'At my suggestion dear girl!' David has insisted. 'I am trying to shed some of my workload. You told me that I was working too hard, remember?'I didn't ask you to hand over some of your best clients over to Ferdinand and neither did you tell me that you intended doing that's.He had given her an apologetic look.'I knew you would get agitated and let ture me on your favourite subject'.Startled, she asked, 'What do you mean?''Bryan. Now don't deny it. You only trust him as far as you can throw him'.'Yes, I do not trust him but I do hope you are not making a terrible mistake letting him get into such a position of power in the bank.Her uneasiness had not lifted when a few weeks later, Amanda would not get off her desk for talking about Bryan Ferdinand.She pushed Amanda off her desk and Amanda turned a laughing face to her.'Oh come on, I bet you are secretly crazy about Bryan too -you just won't admit it!''I'd rather date Dracula! Sharon snapped just as her office door opened.She and Amanda both looked round, both frozen in confusion. Bryan was at the doorway, his dark eyes hooded and unreadable. His powerful body briefly at test which she knew was already was rate for him since he was constantly in motion, a man with burning energy always racing against the clock or himself or the world, she did not know which.'What's Dracula got that I haven't?' he drawled and Amanda began to giggle, half in relief because he didn't seem angry, half in embarrassment because she didn't know how much of the earlier conversation he had overheard.'Don't tempt me', she said and Bryan looked into her eyes, his mouth twisting.'Could I?'Amanda's eyes went round as she gazed from one to the other in fascination, waiting to hear more.'No', Sharon said through her teeth.'Weren't you just going, Amanda?'Amanda hesitated, wanting to stay and eavesdrop but Bryan's eyes were hypnotic and she swung her waist as she walked towards the door and Bryan watched her with a glint in his dark eyes.Amanda was like a little Venus, high chested with a tiny waist and rounded hips and she knew how to move to attract the attention of the men and she did the same now.When she got to the door, she looked at him, smiling and said, 'Dracula doesn't have anything that you haven't got'.'Then why aren't you afraid?' he asked drawing his face close to her baring his teeth as though about to sink his fangs into her.She shrieked in delight and fled.Bryan straightened and looked across the room at Sharon, his laughing gaze met Sharon's cold ones and the laughter stopped and his face tightened and turned cold.He walked towards her and let the door slam behind him.She quivered at something she saw in his stare.He stopped beside her desk and for one awful moment, she turned red and then white sure that he was going to touch and kiss her.He watched her inexorably.'One of these days, I shall tell you the reason you can't stand the sight of me', he said softly, 'and then you will really hate me'.'I already do!'It came out before she could do anything about it and she bit her tongue. She had not wanted to be so upfront about her real feelings towards him. She could not believe that she had allowed herself to lose control that way. In her line of work, she often came across men that she loathed but she never let it show, always in control of her feelings.'I'm sorry', she said not quite meeting his gaze. 'I lost my temper, please forget that I said that'.If he were to tell his cousin, then David would not be happy with her. In fact she was not happy with herself for losing control that way.'I never forget anything', he murmured and she believed him. She had noticed that he had the most fantastic memory, remembering even the tiniest detail about public companies and private hands and calling up the most minute detail from memory when least expected.'That's up to you', she said trying to hide her dismay. No doubt one day he would make her pay for losing her temper and that was why it bothered her that David seem to trust him so implicitly.She was afraid that one day, Bryan Ferdinand would make David pay for the way his family had treated had treated Bryan's mother.Sharon swallowed her uneasiness and looked at the screen in front of her.'Have you seen the lastest Japanese figures?''More or less as I predicted', he shrugged.'Yes, right again, as usual', Sharon said with saccharine sweetness.He laughed. She couldn't even make him angry. It was infuriating. She wished he would go away. He was ruining her morning.'I am rather busy', She said, 'So unless you want to tell me something important....''David just rang me from home', he said, 'About the Rome Conference ....''Yes?' She was supposed to fly a road with David to Rome for an international banking conference and she was looking forward to it. It had been so long that she had been anywhere interesting and she wanted to get away from the office now dominated by Ryan Ferdinand for a little while.'His doctor has advised him to stay in bed for a week, so he won't be able to go', Bryan said coolly.'What's wrong? Is he I'll?' Sharon asked but Bryan shook his head.'Just tired, I gather. A tou
Aren't you dressed yet? We agreed we'd meet at Eight o' clock'. Bryan reminded her, his gleaming eyes roaming slowly over her dishevelled, damp could of auburn hair, her flushed face, the short black robe that she wore which left her long legs bare and revealed the deep cleft between her breasts.They had indeed agreed to meet to discuss and pull ideas concerning the conference that was going to take place the next day at nine o'clock am.The way Bryan was undressing her with his eyes made her self conscious and she instinctively put a hand to pull her robe lapels together to hide her breasts and saw Bryan's mouth twist in wry comprehension.'I must have fallen asleep', she said feeling disoriented. 'Why don't you go ahead into the bar and keep yourself busy with a drink, I shall be ready in a jiffy, I promise'.She shut the door quickly, afraid that he would notice that she was trembling, switching on the light, she leaned on the bed for a moment, to steady her nerves. What on earth
'This is probably good at this time if the year", he suggested pointing. Autumn is the best time for wild mushrooms and I love them served with seafood'.'Mushrooms and seafood?' Sharon asked.'Exactly'. Bryan's deep voice had a husky tone. She felt his warm breathing on her bate shoulder.'Okay, I'll have that', she said hurriedly, nervously aware of him and his body even closer to hers.'And I suppose that I'll just have pasta for the main course'.She would have moved away then but Bryan shook his head, pointing to the menu again.'Don't be so predictable!', he said softly, very close to her ear. 'Try the saltimbocca....''What's that?''It means...hmmmm...'Jump in the mouth'... it's veal escalope, rolled in harm, flavoured with sage, fried and then simmered in Marsala wine. Very rich but it's a Roman specialty. You must try it once at least. While you are in Italy and especially in Rome,you must be more adventurous, take a few risks for once in your life!'She tensed. Picking up t
They talked about the conference over the table at first then as the evening wore on, Sharon spoke less and less. She was feeling light headed, dreamy, a heat and excitement running through her veins.Across the table, Bryan watched her with those hypnotic eyes while they drank their coffee.'Liqueur?' he suggested as the wine waiter arrived with his rattling trolley of bottles.She hastily shook her head. 'I have already drunk too much wine. I don't want a headache in the morning', she looked at her watch. 'In fact, I think that I should be on my way to bed now, we have to get up very early and there's a very crowded day ahead of us'.On their way to the lift, she paused to look out through the main doors at the Rome night.'It's stopped raining.What I wanted to do this afternoon was take a walk round the city, but I couldn't go out in all that rain'.'Why not take a short stroll now?' Bryan suggested.'It's much too late and I haven't got my jacket with me', she said. But she was dra
Sharon felt cold indeed. What had she been thinking? How could she have allowed this arrogant man touch her the way he had? What a mess. He must think that he had her where he wanted her.She had always known that he was dangerous to her but she had not really known the extent of the danger.What weakness could have made her lose herself, her self control and all this way?She could not look at him, she did not know what she would find in his eyes, mockery? scorn? triumph? condescension? She did not want to know. She just did not want anything to make her feel lower than she was already feeling just then.'Come to my room, Sharon's, Bryan said with an urgency that made her stiffen.She turned on him, her face white now. 'I feel sick, do you know that?' she broke out. 'You got me drunk and you knew that I was not used to drinking and you kept pouring wine into me, right the way, through dinner. You had this in mind all the time, didn't you? You set me up and it nearly worked. I almost
Sharon had her breakfast in her room: black coffee,orange juice, a couple of rolls with black cherry jam.She may have slept badly but like she had already decided, it was nothing a careful make up job would be unable to hide.She made up and her make up hid most of the evidence of her bad night. She put on the clothes she had delibrately picked which was smoothly tailored dark grey suit, short jacket, straight skirt with a crisp white shirt under it, to make herself fade into the crowd, mostly men, in city suits who would be attending the conference.Even her auburn hair was pulled back austerely from her face but she could do little about her long legs in their sheer black stockings. Men always starred at them. a car was coming at eight-twenty to take Bryan and herself to the hotel where the conference would be held, so she left her room at eight- fifteen.Bryan appeared a moment later, elegant and formal in a dark city suit, red and white striped shirt with a stiff white collar an
'So is there any man in your life', Gerhard asked again as Sharon looked at him saying nothing but smiling.She shook her head.'Not at the moment. Have you met the girl of your dreams yet?'He laughed. 'I keep hoping, but so far not luck'.'Maybe you are too difficult to please!''I have been brought up to expect the best', he agreed with wry amusement. 'No doubt you are right but never mind, I enjoy my life. I'm free, single and love to mingle as they say'.'You still watch that program on TV?''All the time. When I work at home, I have the TV on the music program blaring, it helps me think and keeps with awake during long nights'.'I wonder how people managed before recorded music!'Sharon said thoughtfully.Gerhard told her how his parents had their own personal chamber orchestra.Sharon ate her salad slowly as she listened to him. She had just finished her salad when the delegates started moving away towards the conference hall. The conference was starting again in fifteen minutes'
Gerhard stood up as she got to him, kissed her on both cheeks gravely.'Thank you for joining me. All the men are going to envy me tonight, having you for a partner. That dress is very sexy and you look breathtaking in it'.'Thank you, Gerhard', she said sitting down, brushing down her filmy skirts as they hissed silkily around her legs.'Ehat would you have to drink?' he asked summoning the waiter.Remembering what happened with Bryan the previous evening, Sharon ordered a mixture of orange juice and mineral water and stayed off wine all evening.The meal was superb and Gerhard kept her continuously amused and it would have been a wonderful evening had she been unable to see Bryan's face from where she was sitting.By some stroke of bad luck, however, he was seated facing her, on the next table. She had to avoid letting her eyes wander that way or she found herself all too often looking straight at him.Everytime it happened, she felt a strange dizzying lurch, as though her sense of
Sharon called Gabriel to know where he was and he told her that he was in her house getting the food.'Get enough brooth as well. Bryan has woken from the coma and would soon ask for food and the best thing for him at the moment is brooth or something liquid'.'What did you say? Did you say that Bryan is alive, as in woken from his coma?' he asked incredulously.'That is what I said and I am very happy. Hurry up and get here and I shall tell you all the juicy details'.Next, she called David.'Devon was here and boasted if how she had succeeded in killing Deborah. Was she really able to take her from under your care?''Of course not. She was here but though she threatened me and some others with both a knife and gun, before she could even see my goddaughter, she was surrounded and ran off. That must be when she came to the hospital to threaten you too. But how did it go over there? She definitely did not succeed for you to sound so confident'.'Bryan is awake. You can bring Deborah and
Devon got a hold of some good clothes and dressed herself respectably with sun shades and went into the hospital and asked the receptionist where Bryan's wards was. She did well to shed a few years and with her handkerchief,dappled her face as though cleaning the tears from her eyes.The receptionist had heard of the man and the misfortune that had befallen him, so she felt pity for the beautiful lady and gave her directions and Devon was very profuse in her thanks.Sharon had received a call earlier by her servants of Devon's visit and she thanked her stars that she had taken the right measures to protect her child especially when she heard the threats the servants suffered and how they had to lie to mislead Devon.'Let her go in search of us in Serville, the stupid girl', Sharon said and thanked them for their loyalty.She was shocked to see a lady come into the ward just as the doctors stepped out.She looked so different that Sharon did not recognize her at first. But that was unt
Devon went to Bryan's house and after careful survey, found out that both wife and children were not in the house. She came out fully to confront the servants whose loyalty was admirable. 'They travelled to Serville', they told her when they could no longer keep from speaking to her about their mistress and her daughter.'How can they go to Serville when Bryan is dying in the hospital?' she asked not believing a word they said. 'That was what we were told and who are we to doubt our mistress?'. She had threatened them with a knife and with the way her eyes were glinting, they were sure they were facing their eminent death but she changed her mind and left and when they spied from the window and saw that she had really gone, they heaved a sign of relief.The next thing they did was to call their mistress to intimate her that her premonition that Miss Devon was going to come to the house had been right and all that had transpired.Devon thought hard and decided to look in on David bef
When they got to the hospital, Sharon could not wait anymore. She was overtaken by an impatience brought on by desperation.She asked for directions to Bryan's ward and was shown the way to the place.As soon as she saw Bryan and with the cast on his neck, extending to his shoulders, she broke down in tears. Bryan was very pale and looked like he was not breathing and then there was this quinzy breath as though something was stuck in his respiratory system. He looked far worse than she had expected.She fell on her knees beside his bed weeping. Gabriel cautioned her to take it easy before she injured herself and the baby. She was inconsolable.'What will I do Gabriel? What if he does not survive this? Can you see the magnitude of the wound?'Gabriel nodded and though he was sceptical, he still offered words of consolation. 'You do not know that, do you? Someone the doctors have written off had eventually come to life or had you not heard of such scenarios?'Sharon had. David was a cas
Sharon could not believe what she had just heard.'What are you talking about doctor? That Devon escaped and she is on her way to this place as we speak and that she did what toy husband?''Ma'am, I'm sorry but you see we are really occupied and very busy at the moment. I just took the time to get in contact with you because I felt that you should know'.'What happened to my husband dammit!' she yelled panicking. If Bryan was fighting for his life, then who was going to love and protect them from the devilish Devon?'The doctor kept silent. He understood that she was speaking out of fright but he still did not take kindly to swearing especially by women.Sharon realised that whatever be the problem, it couldn't have been the doctor's fault and she should not let loose her frustrations on him. If she wanted to get more details, then she had to be more civil irrespective of her feelings and disposition.'I am sorry, I didn't mean to speak to you that way but you see, I am pregnant and a
Bryan got to the office and quickly got started with the work that had piled up for him. He normally didn't allow work to pile this way because he was really very diligent with his work but the past few days had been hectic, with him looking for his daughter and almost going insane with worry and fear.Afterwards, he went into David's office and was glad he met him because he was on his way out.'How are they now? How is Deborah coping with the situation? Hope she isn't having nightmares?' he asked anxiously. Deborah was his god daughter after all.'How did you know about the nightmares?' Bryan asked surprised at how knowledgeable he was though he did not have his own children yet.'It is just common sense. A child who goes through what she had been through will definitely have nightmares for a while till she totally forgets about the experience'.'She actually had nightmares last night and had to sleep with us because she refused to go back to her room out of fear'.' You will have
Deborah refused to go back to her room that night. She was too scared and had to sleep in the large bed with her parents.In the early hours of the morning, she started thrashing the bed. 'No, no I can't come with you. You are a wicked woman. You are not my aunt. My aunt can't be as scary as you. Go. No, don't touch me....'Sharon and Bryan woke immediately and were shaking her awake.'Dint touch me. You hands are filthy'.'Deborah! Hon! Wake, you are dreaming'.She opened her eyes and saw her parents. She was confused for a moment and then the words of her parents seemed to penetrate. 'Dream... nightmare'.She hugged her mother. Then she went over to rest on her father's body.'Dad, it was horrible. I thought it was actually happening'.'It's okay, forget about it, it was just a foolish nightmare'.'It might be a nightmare, dad but it was not foolish. Not at all'.'Do you still remember the dream?' Sharon asked.'I do and it scares me'.'Well maybe if you spoke about it, it will not
Deborah got better and every one was happy. She told of her experiences. How the aunt had playfully carried her. She had seen her at her mother's wedding and had felt that she was friend or family. She had offered to call someone to attend her but she had refused and carried her, playing with her and somehow had got her to consume some form of medicine that made her feel weak and unable to play or speak and then the aunt had carried her away to somewhere and that was all she recalled because anytime she woke she gave her something to make her fall asleep again.Sharon could just imagine. That was why there was never a sound to signify that they had been in the attic for a while.Knowing that for those five horrible days, Deborah had been starved of love and affection. Sharon and her husband showered her with so much love that she felt very happy again. Bryan did not spare his love at all. He was always with her reading to her and making her feel loved at at home again. Sharon had to
After eating the little she could, Deborah slept again. Sharon did not want to force her to eat more than she could at that stage so that she would not be sick.She ate a little herself because while watching her daughter, she realised that she was famished. She had barely eaten all through that day due to her anxiety over Deborah.She went to have her bath as Bryan came out from the study red eyed and looking very tired.She had never seen anything affect him this way and for him to show this little sign showed that he was not as composed and as confident as he wanted all to think.He really loved his daughter and it had given him quite a scare to find that it was possible for his decision to make him lose her. And he was still faced with making the right decision for all and it was eating him up.Sharon felt pity for him. It could not be that easy. It must be very burdensome on his shoulders having to choose between his own family and his half sister he had hoped to help and cure.