Henry was restless as he sat on his swivel chair in his office. That had been the case ever since Emelda was kidnapped a week ago.Yes, it was already a week since she got kidnapped.Just then his phone rang,'Ringg.... ringggg'He glanced at the caller ID, and hissed.It was an anonymous number.Who was it?He picked the call, and put it on handsfree.However, he tapped the 'start recording' button.He didn't want to take chances."Hello?" A deep baritone boomed from the other line.Henry remained silent."Hahaha... I know you can hear me. Well, how are you coping?" The voice mocked.Henry clenched his fists, as he became alert,"Who are you?" Who was this person?How did he know that something happened to him?"Well... You don't deserve to know who I am.... But I want this to serve as a warning to you." The man at the other end, snarled."A warning?!" Henry sprang up."Stay away from Quinn, and you can have your daughter. Else.." He let his words hang."Don't try anything stupid." H
At nightfall, Henry drove into his mansion's parking lot. Taking a deep breath, he got out of his car, and approached the doorstep.He rang the doorbell, and waited for Quinn to open the door for him.After a few minutes, he heard footsteps, from within.The door clicked open, and Henry walked inside.Quinn didn't even say a word of welcome to him. She walked back to the sofa where she had been lying on, and lowered herself on it.Henry looked at her, as she sulked.He decided to have the conversation with her later.He headed upstairs to freshen up. He already had his dinner at the office.On second thoughts, he came back again,"Have you eaten?" He asked. He was sure she hadn't.Confirming his suspicion, she shook her head."Why? Do you want to starve yourself to death?" He asked exasperatedly.Quinn raised her head to look at him. Henry could see large drops of tears in her eyes. She was hurt..."How can I have the appetite to eat? Tell me.... My daughter is somewhere, in an unkno
"So you didn't think it would be nice to check up on me?" Quinn tried to stabilize her emotions, as she spoke to Henry.Seated on the couch in the front of her were her friends; Khloe and Arianna.They looked at her intently as she continued speaking with Stephen.Khloe gestured at her to place the call on handsfree.Quinn obliged, and placed the phone on the table."Well, you forgot about me first." Stephen said at the end of the line."Did I? I'm I obliged to call you? Let's set that aside for now. Didn't you hear about my daughter's disappearance?" Quinn probed."I didn't... What happened?" Stephen asked in pretence."You know what, Stephen? Before I continue, I would like to tell you something." Quinn smirked even though he couldn't see her." "And what is it?" Stephen asked casually."You are still an amateur in this game of wits." Quinn said sneeringly.At the other end, Stephen was silent."You aren't saying anything?" Quinn chuckled."You haven't said much yourself." Stephen s
Washington DC.The Stones family residence.All the members of the Stones family were all present at the living room."How dare he?! Is he tired of living?" Raphael growled in anger.Just then the door opened, and Emelda was led inside. Behind her were ten bodyguards.Nicole and Lily ran over to her,"Emelda!!! Are you hurt?" Nicole enveloped her in a hug, as she sobbed."Grandma, I'm fine. I'm not hurt." Although Emelda was weak, she smiled."Thank God... thank God..." Nicole continued sobbing.Lily directed scooped her in her arms, and led her back to where the others were."Grandpa, great grandpa.." Emelda smiled at them.Raphael was too furious to even manage a smile for his great granddaughter.He was thinking of the various methods to deal with that bastard...'Stephen!!'How dare he kidnap his granddaughter right under his nose?However, when he thought about it carefully, he decided it was partly his fault.He had acted lackadaisically concerning Emelda's safety.Kidnapping a
Henry crept into Quinn's room once he was sure everyone had gone to bed.He opened the door slowly, and made his way towards her bed. He stumbled over something and fell down.The noise startled Quinn, and she woke up with a start,"Who's that?" Her voice was drowsy."Hush... You don't want your parents to come here, do you?" Henry whispered.Hearing his voice, she relaxed."What are you doing here? Let me guess, you can't sleep?" Quinn chuckled."Yes... I can't sleep. I tried doing so, but..." He trailed off."But what?" Quinn asked inquisitively."But I can't stop thinking about you." He said. He hadn't gotten up from his position on the ground where he had tripped.Quinn sighed, as her hand fumbled for the switch to the bedside lamp. She found it, and turned it on."What are you trying to say?" Quinn massaged her forehead."I want you." He slowly got up from the floor and approached her stealthily."You want me?" Quinn was flabbergasted.'This man...'So, he had waited until Emelda
California.Henry's family residence.Parker and his wife sat in the room, as they patiently waited for Kathleen's arrival. Displayed in front of them, were the photos Henry gave them.They had to put an end to everything today!They were the ones who initiated the marriage between the two families. So, they had to put an end to it as well....After all, they had found someone more powerful than them. They would be a fool if they let go of the opportunity.The door opened, and Kathleen came in.She smiled, as she waded over to them,"Good afternoon mum, dad." She settled herself on the sofa opposite theirs.Henry's parents didn't respond, they only looked at her in contempt.Kathleen could sense the hostility emanating from them, however she said nothing."Are you qualified to call us that?" Parker asked coldly.Kathleen raised her head,"Pardon?" Her voice sounded confused."That aside, we want you to get a divorce, with our son." Matilda clasped her hands, and placed them over her k
Henry's mansion.It was a weekend and both Henry and Quinn were at home. They had just finished having breakfast, and they were in the living room, going through their laptops."Aren't you sleepy?" Henry asked.Ever since he confessed to Quinn at her parents house, he had felt at peace with himself. In fact, after they had sex that night, he felt that they had become closer than before..."Sleepy? I'm not." Quinn responded without raising her head from the email she was going through."Are you sure? Weren't you exhausted yesterday night? In fact, I can still remember how you were begging me to be gentle. Are you sure-""Shut up! Aren't you embarrassed saying those words at all?" Quinn threw a pen at him."Hey... What was that for? And, why would I feel embarrassed? We are grown up adults, and it isn't the first time we made love." Henry shrugged nonchalantly.Quinn raised her head at his words. Did he just say 'made love'?"Are we making love, or having sex?" Quinn closed her laptop,
Two months later.As both of them walked out of the registry, Henry smiled contentedly. He was finally married!And it was to the woman he loved with all his heart; Quinn.Quinn was also happy.... She finally felt that all the troubles she went through in the past, was worth it.After all, today, she had finally become a married woman. "When are we going to announce it to Father, and the others?" Henry had assumed calling Quinn's parents: father, mother, and the rest..."Soon... We have to fly over to Washington... We can't possibly announce it over the phone, can we?" Quinn smiled.They got to their car, and Henry hurriedly pulled the car open for her.Quinn smiled at his kind gesture..."What kind of marriage do you want?" Henry suddenly asked. Quinn who was seated close to him on the front passenger seat, raised her head and smiled at him."Just a normal one. I don't want an extravagant wedding." She chuckled.She knew that with her identity, there was no way she could have an ave
Days later… Quinn and Henry finally took Emelda from the boarding school, but she insisted on staying with her grandparents, so her parents could go on their honeymoon. "I love you so much, mum and dad!" She said, and hugged her parents with tears in her eyes. Henry and Quinn hugged her back, also tearing up. "I missed you so much, baby. We'll be back soon, then we can live together as one big, happy family with your baby brother or sister." Quinn added, and Emelda chuckled. "It's definitely a baby sister!" She squealed and rubbed at her mother's belly with a smile. "We'll find out in a few months time, baby. We have to go now. Do not disturb your grandparents!" Emelda nodded and hugged her parents, as she watched them enter their limo, leaving while waving at her. * * * “Please be quick about it..” Quinn said to the hotel receptionist and quickly dropped the phone as soon as Henry waltzed out of the bathroom, looking as though he was running an ad for a
“Stay back!” Kathleen growled fiercely but Quinn couldn’t exactly say if she was yelling at her or at Henry. Her body shook with fear as she stared at the black, metallic object clasped in Kathleen’s hands but she didn’t show her fear; She couldn’t bring herself to because she knew that that was exactly what people like Kathleen thrived on. She couldn’t give her that satisfaction. Before she came here, she had braced herself for the absolute worst; had expected Kathleen to pull a stunt like this from the very beginning. Now, it no longer surprised her. All she wanted right now was to get out of this situation unscathed. She didn’t care how she intended to do that but knew that that was her only aim. Ashley had told her that a thing like this would happen; had warned her and thankfully, she had listened. At first, she didn’t want to be scared but when she looked into Kathleen’s eyes, and saw the crazed maniacal look in them, her fear only intensified. This witch
Days later. Henry was so angry. He wanted to snap. He was pissed at everyone’s overly bubbly attitude today and was beginning to wonder if the day was his or theirs. He couldn’t really say that the day was his though because he was practically being forced…more like threatened to do this. He still couldn’t comprehend why her father would present him with a decision as difficult as this for his own personal interest, and it made him mad. The brightly lit air conditioned room still felt unbearably hot for Henry as he yanked uncomfortably at his necktie and glared against the high fluorescent lights that seemed to want to blind him. He didn’t care that his discomfort was being let out in the open and that the press could make a fuss out of it later. All he cared about was getting done with this accursed wedding ceremony and being back to the confines of his room. He drowned out the loud cheerful noises around him, wondering to himself why these people seemed a lot mo
The world felt like it was spinning in circles, and to Henry everything was in a flux. He couldn’t say exactly what stand his life held right now or what its meaning was but knew he was simply going with the flow that came. Pressing the bottle of liquor to his lips, Henry took a big gulp and winced when the fiery liquid burned its way from the back of his throat down to his chest. He loved the feeling though, but the aftermath was what he disliked. He hated how it usually made him feel crappy and how his fingers shook whenever he took it excessively. He hated it now that his hands were already shaking even though he hadn't had too much. “Isn’t that a little too much for today, Sir?” Adam asked from a corner of the room and Henry could only gasp in shock because he never knew that he was even in his office with him in the first place. At Adam’s utterance, he looked down at his table to discover that he had successfully finished about three bottles of liquor and that he
The next day. Right in front of him, sat Kathleen and her father and Henry could do nothing but glare at the both of them as they went about chattering between each other like he wasn’t in the room. Kathleen's loud giggles infuriated him, even the way she had suddenly changed her sitting position into some sort of lazy style while she rubbed continuously on her flattened stomach. On a normal day, he would’ve sent her out of the house but her father was here, and he wanted to hear them out first. “What the fuck are you both doing here?” He snarled at her father, who seemed too enthralled with talking to Kathleen that nothing else mattered. To his utmost surprise, both Kathleen and her father ignored him like he hadn’t even spoken. They ignored him like his words held no weight and that action even enraged him a lot more than he already was but he didn’t give up. He wasn’t really bothered about their attitude though, or the fact that there was something fishy becaus
Henry Zhang felt like the saddest man on earth. Well, maybe he was. He staggered up the airy flight of stairs with only a bottle of chilled liquor clasped in his cold stiff hands. “One green bottle standing on the wall… one green bottle standing on the wall…” he sang drunkenly as he trudged upwards, absolutely oblivious to the shocked stares his workers threw at him as he walked past. Truth is, he didn’t even notice they were staring nor did he care if they actually did. His body suddenly shook with a kind of cold that he hadn’t experienced before. He couldn’t bring himself to talk to anyone about how he truly felt…about how his dreams were constantly plagued with memories of Quinn and how he felt he would go crazy soon if nothing was done about it until he had finally resolved to drinking to stupor. His new way of escape… He belched, smiled at the half empty bottle and stormed into his room only to stop in his tracks when he suddenly found himself staring at the
After munching on her food, Quinn suddenly stopped and started thinking. “Are you okay?” Ashley suddenly asked, making Quinn snap her head up to look at her in puzzlement. “Huh… yes!” Quinn croaked out, nearly choking on her food. “You do not seem like you are Quinn, you haven’t eaten in days and you still aren’t eating now.” She asked worriedly. Quinn smiled at the deep worry lines etched on Ashley’s face and wondered if the lady knew she had this side to herself. “I am… trust me I am.” Quinn reassured her with a smile. To make Ashley feel better, she slowly munched on the food one after the other until she finally finished it. When she was done, she got up with the plates only to be stopped by Ashley who immediately pried the plates out of her grasp. “I’ll do it.” She simply said, balanced them on her hips and walked off, leaving Quinn wondering why Ashley was suddenly so protective of her. After a few minutes of waiting, Quinn decided to busy herself with th
Quinn's eyes slowly opened...finally. Her eyelids were heavy, almost like they had been previously sealed shut. Quinn winced under the pain. It was a little too much and her body throbbed from it. She could feel her stomach twist painfully from it too but she didn’t care. All she wanted was to understand what she was doing here when only moments ago, she was at the back of Henry’s car…on her way to her wedding reception. She wanted to understand why anyone would decide to kidnap and beat her up. She believed she hadn't done anything to deserve that. Even if she did, at least her wedding day should have just been left alone for her and her family members to enjoy. Why did they have to make it a sad day for her? She didn't deserve that. Henry didn't deserve that. Quinn was confused and at the same time, shocked and scared because she was quite unsure about who was behind all these, even though her mind was drifting towards Kathleen. But there was nothing to back
As Henry threatened, he heard the policeman gulp in fear. He could clearly see how he visibly shook right in front of him and he smirked, knowing fully well that he had inculcated fear into his spine. “Henry!” Henry heard someone desperately call out his name and from the tone of voice, he didn’t need to turn around to know that it was grandfather Richard. He begrudgingly turned around, with the gun still pointed at the police officers and rolled his eyes when he saw the deep scowl etched on the old man’s face. Grandfather was pissed, but so was he! Grabbing at Henry's upper arm, Richard yelled like he would to a toddler throwing tantrums; “Why would you come all the way here just to assault an officer, Henry?! You even went as far as pointing a gun at them! Don’t you know what could happen to you for doing something like tha—?” “I do not care about what happens to me!” Henry growled in anger, “…all I wanted was to find out if they had any idea of where Quinn could b