'Vile human' Aliya cursed.The man had been with her phone all this while but chose to keep it to himself, she was on the verge of madness sometimes not having anything to do or something to keep her mind busy, it was always just things about him, and even when He noticed it, he still did not think of giving her the phone. There was very little one could do these days without a mobile phone, and being able to last this long without one was a hard feat itself, especially for someone like her, who was always up to something on her phone, mindlessly scrolling social media, playing games, or getting in on the latest trends and gossips that abound the internet space, that was all she mostly indulged in. "I've not even practiced for years now. Am I supposed to just get into it without any gear on?" Aliyah stated, stretching her outfit to his attention, she was in a loose floral-patterned casual gown, about her knee-length, which wasn't close to a normal ballet attire. he seemed unfazed by
"We are gonna have to deal with that matter later, I Just got a call, my grandfather is in the hospital right now" Ben uttered in a worried tone. "Alright I'll take you there" Levi suggested. They both got into the car and drove off. After a while, they arrived at a private hospital, which was in the city center. Ben walked in with Levi following behind him, he inquired about the room his Grandfather had been put in and was directed there. It was an exquisite room for VVip patients, only those with a connection to the hospital owners were allowed in. He walked into the room, an old man was lying on the Bed while a nurse was administering intravenous drips to him. "Didn't think it would take me being one leg into the grave to see your face again, boy" His rusty, old voice echoed through the room, His eyes darted at Ben who just walked in, and then to Levi who greeted him with a nod. The elderly man possessed bright eyes, spotting a field of gray hair on his aged scalp, his forehe
Ben stayed in the room for quite some time before he stood up to leave. "Take care of yourself, Grandpa, I can't have you missing your check-ups for absolutely no reason""No need to worry, I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself, I've been doing that for years before you even took your first breath. For a young man, you shouldn't be such a nag, your complaints are more likely to drive me to an early grave " He responded, trying to put to rest any anxiety that Ben had about his health."Alright then, I'll tell Steve to keep an eye on you at all times" Ben Suggested.His old eyes darted at Ben, who acted as if he did not hear a word he just said."Suit yourself then" he said before re-adjusting himself on the bed to lie down. "You can go now, I need to rest" he brushed him off and then continued. "Any more word from you and I might just kick the bucket" The shrewd old man joked, he seemed to find some sort of relief in making light of death, perhaps that came with old age. "I'
Aliyah could only imagine how the other person would look at this moment—if only she knew, or maybe it was better if she didn't know. She shivered with each step he took in her direction. "W...why are you stained with so much blood?" She stammered, her eyes darting from his face to his shirt continuously, internally wondering why he kept on coming close to her when he was this stained. Feeling more courage to speak out, she asked again "How did you get so much blood on you? d...did you get into a fight—" Her question seemed ridiculous but she couldn't help but ask considering Ben could be violent at times, but even if he was—she was almost certain that the second party would have gotten more injury. She pursed her lips, taking a step back before asking, "Why are you coming closer?—" Before she could complete her sentence she was interjected.He gained in on her, with his mouth next to her ear causing her to close her eyes for a second not sure what he was trying to do, all sh
Aliyah strolled hesitantly across the corridor and headed back to the living room, as soon as she turned the corner, she met his piercing gaze, fixated on her as she moved closer. Ben was seated on the couch with his legs crossed, she wondered why he was still shirtless, perhaps he had the sudden urge to remain topless this evening. She was gone for quite a while and Ben had more than enough time to go back to his room, get something to wear, and return to the living room, but he did not. He just sat there waiting, unclad, for reasons only he knew the answers to. She could feel the heat from the lasers he was shooting from his eyes. "How long are you gonna leave my limited editions togs lying on the floor?" his words jolted her out of her thoughts, "W—W—What?" She asked in a low and submissive tone, still in a daze. "Get my Shirt off the fucking floor!" he snapped at her, Aliyah did not know when her legs moved on their own toward where she had thrown his shirt, on the ground, It
********"Sir, we have searched everywhere and there is no sign of it, all his houses and hidden properties, even the ones acquired under false names""Damn you Peter. Even in your grave, you are being a thorn in my side, huh?" The grumpy middle-aged man muttered to himself, as he peered out of his window. "You are probably somewhere up in hell making fun of me now, aren't ya?" he gave a thousand-yard stare. "Sir, there is one more thing I have to tell you." he turned in curiosity about his assistant's words."What is it about?" his brows furrowed in anticipation. "The only possibility left is his dau—"Ring! His mobile buzzed, it wasn't a text but a call. He raised a hand to cut him off. And picked up the phone to his ear. "Hello, who am I speaking with?" he asked in curiosity, he was not expecting any calls this earlyAliyah's eyes widened at the familiar voice"Hello, Uncle Dave is that you? it's me, Aliyah" a low tired voice spoke from the phone, the middle-aged man's brow
She turned to him briefly, it felt like they could both see through their eyes, what was lying deep in their souls, away from the world. Ben stared at her, his gaze being nothing like it was yesterday, not tender, but more subtle, she thought about asking him again, she had no one to turn to, no one but him, and it was all clear to her now.Even if he was a raving lunatic whom she suspects to be a murderer, she was still willing to toss those thoughts aside and plead with him again. Her Uncle did not give a rat's ass about her or about making things right, that was the weighty fact she had to come to terms with, it was the truth laid bare. And she was going to have to deal with it somehow. She felt betrayed. Being next to him, was unsettling but, the words sat right on tip of her tongue and all she had to do was just say it, her eyes were already saying it on her behalf, but he wouldn't acknowledge such a thing, he had a heart of steel. "I-" Ben interjected before she could say a
It was now clear to her that his order was just an attempt to make her suffer because she could not stand the sight of blood. It felt like she was out of the lion's den as soon as she stepped out of the room, she stood there for a while and her eyes traveled to the clothes in her hands, since he wanted too much to throw them away now she would do just that. She retraced her steps back to where she had picked them from and tossed them back there. Then went back to the kitchen to brew his cup of coffee for him, when she was done she carried the cup, gently on the tray to go and give him in the study— as soon as she opened the door— that was when she noticed the scene, books were scattered across the floor, as if a tussle had ensued in here, but it was just Ben at his desk doing what he was doing like he did not notice this, although he seemed troubled on something as his gaze remained fixated on his laptop.What the hell happened here? She wondered. Aliyah's eyes shot from left to
Chloe stepped into her room and went on a frantic search for her phone. Her father barely threatened her but she was sure that whenever he did, it wasn't a joke—this annoyed her to the core. She picked up her phone, intending to make a call, and scrolling through the call log, she dialed a number."Hello, Clarice," she spoke abruptly. "Hey, Chloe it's been a while. How are you? you don't sound so good." Clarice detected immediately that the unease in Chloe's voice was clear."Is everything okay with you?" She asked with great concern.She drew in her breath to recall herself before she spoke. "I'm fine, umm...remember the last time we had a reunion and you invited Aliyah?" Chloe went straight to the point.Clarice was puzzled by the direction their discussion was going since Chloe never tried to hide her contempt for Aliyah. Hearing her start with something that concerned her was off-putting."Y-Yeah I do" she stammered, her lips curling to one side as she waited for her friend's
Dave Thompson sat down in the living room of his opulent house, looking disturbed and worried as he angrily slammed his phone on the table—he was heavily disoelws3d from the news he just heard. Mark was just not anyone to their organization, he had a lot of resources and was like a brother to him, so the news reaching him about the death of his friend shook him to the core, but what disturbed him more was how Mark was killed and tossed in the street close to one of their underground business headquarter—he was certain that whoever killed Michael was not just powerful but daring and he was after something that without a doubt had something to do with him as well. He cursed under his breath before standing up, pacing around, and thinking deeply about something—he would have to get Akiyah out of Ben's territory sooner and not later, cause there was so much time. If he wasn't careful, the next death would be his and maybe it would be more cruel compared to what his friend suffe
Ben held a blank look at her before he shut the door, and the last thing she saw was his lips slowly pulling into a smirk. She zapped out of the room like a scaredy cat, his eyes trailed to the item that was placed stop his table, a small parcel that was no bigger than a brick.His eyes flicked as a thought seemed to extinguish in his mind. he turned his back to carry on with what he was doing.What was that about? She wondered if she could still feel his breath on her skin even though she was away from him already.Aliyah cursed him in a low voice before heading down the stairs. Cecile was nowhere to be found and Aliyah assumed she was already getting ready in her room, so she went straight to the kitchen.She still couldn't find Viola, so she decided to just start preparing the dish, she wanted to do it alone without assistance, so this was fine. Just as Aliyah brought out the ingredients she needed, she stepped over to the refrigerator and opened it, bringing out some vegetable
Cecile might have tried to hide it but getting a compliment from Ben pleased her.She was a little girl at the end of the day and even though she was so against her brother she still sought validation from him, to be seen and to be heard.Viola and Aliyah observed as she came by to drop the plates that had been lined in the room for a while."You are lucky Master Ben didn't get angrier than that, that was a crazy stunt you tried to pull. how could you do that?" Viola stated Aliyah rolled her eyes at the endless nagging she was receiving from her makeshift older sister."Don't worry about it, I was just about tired of his attitude that was why I did that, okay?" Viola only pursed her lips.She took a long probing gaze at Aliyah's and then suddenly relented since she seemed to be getting nowhere with the scolding.With all that had happened and how Ben had reacted to the whole thing it all made Aliyah wonder if he was trying to seem softer to his sister, if that wasn't the case there wa
A black Mercedes drove into a dark alleyway across the street, a narrow way in between long buildings, and after a while, it came to a slow stop. Chris stepped out of the car, and brushed his hair to the back, with closed eyes, he took in a deep breath and ruffled his hair, a smirk seized at his lips. Rolling the car keys in his hand, he approached a door, opened it, and stepped into a dark room. As soon as he walked in, the lights flickered on, his skeptical eyes scanned the surroundings, and he muttered, "Let's get down to business, Ernesto. Unlike you, I have other things to do rather than stay hidden in a dark alleyway while planning an attack on my rival." Chris pulled out a chair, wiped it off with a napkin on the table, and sat down, crossing his legs to sit in a relaxed state. Nearly two minutes after he welcomed himself in, shoe clicks echoed through the small room and a man came into view. Standing tall, emanating a thoughtful presence, his angular jawline was mark
The heat that exploded in his body due to the spice in the food was unimaginably painful, he felt it in every inch of his body as he experienced severe heart burn, he knew for a fact, that beyond any reasonable doubt, this was a malicious orchestration. Heavy beads of sweat formed and trickled down his forehead as he held himself in place with shere will, if he wasn't used to the sensation of pain he'd have been rolling on the floor like a goddamn child.Cecile had a knack for getting back at him but he knew for a fact that she'd never pull such a trick. Already knowingly, there was only one other person who would have done it and he knew.Ben leaned his back against the wall for support, still reeling from the near-death experience he just had before he'd go back into the dining room, if she was trying to play a fast one for him for petty revenge, even if she won he wouldn't let her see that or get the pleasure of her success.Aliyah's eyes scanned around and there was still no sign
Ben left Aliyah seeking clues about what the hell he meant about all that.She was beyond confused wondering what she could possibly do to get through to him, to appeal to that rock-hard heart of his.She suddenly heard the door swing open, and Ben strutted slowly into the room looking ready to go to bed."You have told me to try to earn the privilege but you have given me no clue on how to do that whatever I do, you are just going to have to bear with it then. Until I figure it out.""Whatever I don't care," he replied casually before nestling on the bed.His answer was expected, she grinned as she watched him turn his back to her."Fine then I'll just do whatever I can since he asked for this she thought to herself."With the answer he gave, she was going to find a way to get on his good side one way or another, but before all that, there was something she needed to do first.Something that had been burning within her since the incident, her urge for vengeance, Whatever his reason
Ben pulled his car to stop, right by the corner of the road as a call came in. It was from Levi, and he had been expecting him to call sooner rather than later. He had handed Mark over to him and there were answers that he required."Hello Levi, what has he told you?" he went straight to the point."I got him to tell me all he knew, and as you suspected the Costello family seems to be involved, but I think it's more than just that, there was some sort of connivance, we've also been able to locate Riccardo's sister."He gave a deep sigh and brushed his hand through the loose strands of his hair."Find her and make sure she regains her freedom, do whatever you need to do, and bring her back.""Alright, Sir," Levi replied affirmatively"One more thing, boss, It has to do with your lady," he knew exactly who Levi was talking about."What is it?" Ben asked as his face contorted into a frown."All I could surmise is that a big player in politics seems to have been involved in a series of ki
A tall dark brooding man dropped out of his car, the entirety of his attire was black, as if he had just come from a funeral. His darkened gaze was that of a cold murderer, it was Levi, Ben's right-hand man. He tapped gracefully on the side of the cigar pack and swiped up the first one that popped up, sliding it between his fingers he lit it up and took a long, and deep breath, feeling up his insides with the thick smoke oozing from the burning cigar, he swiped it between his fingers and released a puff.Levi stared around briefly before he ambled into a seemingly abandoned building, his shoe clicked gracefully in the alleyway.tossing aside his half-finished stick of cigarette.Levi took a quick look at the battered man who was sitting on the floor with his hands tied behind his back, clear bruises lining every corner of his swollen face, hardly being able to move around because of the cruel torture he had been through. Sitting and looking pathetic on the floor, with blood oozing ou