Can't seem to forget about him.Stephen was excited; he was going on a dinner date with Quinn later that evening. This time, they were going without Emelda.He had already booked a table at a five star hotel. He wanted to make the experience a happy one for her."Is everything set?" He questioned his assistant who was respectfully standing in front of him."Yes President. Everything is set." He responded without raising his head."Good,you may leave." Stephen dismissed him.After his assistant left, Stephen leaned back on his chair. He was going to take things slow with Quinn...It wasn't as if she had been in a relationship with Henry before. They only had a boss-maid relationship.Where that despicable man violated her of course. He vowed to deal with him when the time was right.But for now, he was going to focus on winning Quinn's heart. He was going to make her forget about Henry. He wasn't worth it anyways...Quinn was going to be his.. He was going to make sure of it.But... He
The Stones Residence.In a mansion beautifully decorated and filled with powerful auras,three individual sat discussing."She's stubborn, stubborn than you, I think." A middle aged woman laughed. Age hadn't taken a toll on her, as she still maintained her youthfulness."Nope, I think she's stubborn like grandfather. Or is it grandmother?" Her husband smiled as he retorted. They were Quinn's parents and grandfather; Sylvester, Nicole and Patriarch Raphael.Raphael chuckled at their banter. He felt at ease with his family.To the outside world,the Stones' family were all ruthless and powerful people. But he knew more than anyone how warm everyone were when they were together as family.Years ago, his son had given him a grandchild. However, something happened...Something that nearly gave the whole family a heart attack.She was kidnapped... Right under their nose.... The Stones family?!He made sure everywhere was searched; but she wasn't found.His daughter-in-law,her mother was dev
Supporting her daughter's decision.The Stone's Residence.Nicole was seated comfortably in the living room. A maid was trimming her nails.She was in a fairly good mood. It's been a week since her daughter visited them. However,she was already missing her.Was it her fault?Was it easy to be separated from one's daughter for nineteen years?It wasn't at all...As she immersed herself in her thoughts,a guard came in to report."Madam, Mr Stephen is here." He bowed.Stephen?What was he doing here?"Let him in. You may leave." She waved the maid away.The maid bowed respectfully and left.Stephen came into the living room. He was feeling oppressed. The whole mansion was and looked expensive. Splendor, elegance,beauty,were all present in the mansion.The Stone family were fucking rich...."Young man, didn't you call Michelle before coming here?" Whenever Quinn wasn't around,they referred to her as Michelle."Good day, Madam Nicole. It's a pleasure meeting you." Stephen bowed respectfull
California.Kathleen's villa."What do you mean 'you can't find anything about her?" Kathleen questioned incredulously."I've searched, President..." Her assistant replied with a bow."So, did she disappear into thin air?" Kathleen was in a state of disbelief.Just to find a measly slut and for days now they have been searching.Did she disappear?"Keep an eye on my father. I'm sure she will visit him again. If she does, I want you to tail her." Kathleen waved her hand dismissed 'him'.She sighed when her assistant left.Such incompetence...Or maybe the lady was hiding from her?Either ways, she believed in her assistant...The lady would be found soon...===============Rita sighed when she left the villa. She got into her car and drove towards her house.That was close...How could she be told to find 'herself'?What a ridiculous situation...She would continue beating around the bush... She couldn't allow Kathleen find about the truth...Alexander....Kathleen...Soon enough, she
Her phone suddenly started ringing.'Ring... Ringgggg...'Who was calling her by that time of the night?She glanced at the caller ID and smiled."Hey Laurel. What's up?" Laurel was her best friend and the CEO of a perfume company.Laurel's voice boomed over the loud speakers blaring at the background.Kathleen arched her brows. Where the hell was her friend by this time of the night?"Hey Kath! Come over to Sharaton bar. Hurry,we are having fun!!" Laurel screamed over the fun.Obviously, they were having fun just like she said. Laurel had always been a party type. She always loved to have fun.Kathleen glanced at the grandfather clock in her living room; 11:00pm.So late...However,she couldn't deny she was bored."Are you coming over now??!!!!" Laurel's loud voice startled her. She had forgotten she was on a call."Yeah, be there in five!!!" Kathleen equally shouted."See ya!!" Kathleen hung up.Well well, it wouldn't hurt to have a bit of fun.After these past few days stress,she w
Jayden and Ariana.Quinn woke up with a smile on her face. She was in a very good mood. Her hand subconsciously moved towards her side. She sighed in relief when she felt Emelda's body.After the day she was discharged from the hospital, Quinn started making her daughter sleep with her on the same bed. She didn't want her body to act up and she wasn't beside her."Good morning mum," Emelda woke up at her mother's touch."Good morning pumpkin, how was your sleep?" Quinn drew close to her and kissed her forehead.Emelda giggled."It was fine. I dreamt about you mum." Emelda leaned into her mum's embrace."Really? Tell me about it." Quinn was amused."No mum, I will tell you later." Emelda hugged her mom tighter.'Ring... ringgggg.' The sound of her ringtone distracted their quiet moment.When Quinn saw the caller ID, she chuckled."Hey Khloe. What's up girl?" Quinn questioned gaily."Nothing much. The others wanted us to meet. The usual spot." Khloe said in her usual calm voice."Alright
Being the Oriole.CALIFORNIAHenry was unsettled all through the morning. Kathleen had been giving him the cold shoulders for weeks now. She had been acting indifferent.However...He knew it was his fault. But did he care? It wasn't as if he was in love with her after all.Since Quinn was claiming she was married, he had to pay her back.The best way to do that?Get married to Kathleen.Yes, that was what he was going to do...But if he did, wasn't he subjecting himself to a lifetime of unhappiness.Well, it doesn't matter, he was going to go ahead with his plans first..."Raven, what time is the meeting?" He asked his assistant.He had a conference meeting with the shareholders of the company.In fact, the recent happenings was what was going to fuel his decision to get married to Kathleen.Getting married to her would make the Corporation stronger..."In ten, President..." Raven stood respectfully beside him.He had been standing beside Henry for ten minutes now but he seemed to be
Siding with their daughter, weren't they?Washington DC.Stephen was quietly brooding in his office. He was hurt from his conversation with Quinn's mother. Who did she think she was?Even though she was a Stone, did that give her right to trample on others? Did that give her the right to act arrogant towards him?He made a mistake... Women were arrogant...But deep down, he knew she had every right to act that way towards him; she was after all a Stone.And who were the Stones?The most powerful family in the country.He tapped his fingers impatiently on the table... What if he met with her dad instead?He had pure intentions... He only wanted to court their daughter.Then ?He was also from the Arnold's family.. He was also wealthy in his own right. Although he couldn't compare to the Stone's family at all.Compared to them, his own family was just a speck of dust.But he wasn't deterred at all... In fact, his determination increased...It was either Quinn or no one else. He had to
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