After a while they stopped in front of what seemed like a nightclub, Ben parked his car and got out. Aliyah who had no idea where they were supposed to be going also followed suit. Ring! A call came in on his phone And he answered. Ben stood for a minute at the entrance still on a call. He rested upon his car as passersby gazed upon his refined and elegant looks.Aliyah could see the looks that people gave him. It was now that she finally got to observe him closely. Without him staring daggers at her with his brown eyes.He looked too good for a man who'd resort to choking a lady out of breath, just in the name of getting his point across. She had always turned heads anywhere she went, given her superior looks, but this was the first time that a guy next to her was stealing the spotlight. She stared at the handsome devil almost forgetting what he had done to her this morning. She snapped back into reality. “You could at least tell me where we are headed to you know" Aliyah sugges
Aliyah danced and danced throughout the night till they left the nightclub, her face was awash with exhaustion, and the thought of the embarrassment she had just gone through, was like like bulb in her throat she couldn't swallow, After the nightclub they had wasted no time In leaving, which she was actually thankful for, any other minute in that outfit and she just might have died of intense shame. As they went on, she randomly peered at Ben who was driving and paid no attention to her. the humiliation she faced, making her dance in front of all those horny perverts, It was something she could never forget for the rest of her life, and it was all because of this uncouth man, her eyes were rife with hatred and disgust, she felt a slight urge to stab him right then and there with whatever she laid eyes on in the car. Even if they ended up in an accident she wouldn't mind if that was how it ended. The humiliation she had to face today was more than anyone should get in a lifetime or t
Aliyah was forced to wake up by the large and noisy entrance Ben made into her room. She turned around on the bed and her groggy gaze fell on the man standing at the edge of the bed, looking all graceful and ready to start a new day with an evil intent of troubling her. Her body still ached from the physical exertion she went through, dancing all night and still having to clean up an entire house, that was too much physical exercise for a normal person to do in a day, talk less of someone as frail as her. Any normal person would be aware of that, any considerate person would, but the man was neither of those things, far from it even, he was as vile and malicious as they came. “Get up. We have something to do," he said, his eyes were pierced straight to her and Aliyah felt like he intended to dig a hole in her forehead. He was heavily pissing her off with his haughty attitude. With a frustrated sigh, Aliyah brushed her hair to the back and asked “What's that?" She attempted to mak
By the time Aliyah and Drago reached the Hospital her right foot had swollen up quite a bit, she cursed Ben under her breath. The pain In her sprained leg had intensified rapidly during her forced workout routine. Aliyah got so loud that Ben had to give the order that she be taken to a clinic, She had never seen such an inconsiderate douchebag of a man. Despite seeing that she was unable to move properly he still made her strain her feet more. She thought for a quick second about what he was probably up to right at the moment, not that she cared. Ben warned her about trying anything funny, yapping about how expensive of an item she was to let roam about unchecked, immediately before assigning Drago to take her there, with him around the thought of escaping wouldn't even fly past her mind. She had taken a quick look at him and his stare meeting hers sent shivers down her spine. The man was as menacing as he was big and tall. “Ouch! It hurts really bad"Aliyah cried in pain as the
The look on her face made it obvious that she'd rather not be here right now, she wishfully prayed that the ground would open and swallow her up right this instant, And spit her up anywhere far away from where she was. “Hey," she greeted with a not-so-sincere smile on her face. "Good to see you...... Karl?"“Yeah, that's me"She hoped the look on her face wasn't betraying her words, there was nothing good about this development for her. Not at all. Jennie pointed a finger at Aliyah. "You know her?" Jennie asked surprised at the development, apparently, she was the only one here who didn't know Aliyah. It felt to her like she was getting left out."Yeah, she's...We went to the same college" Karl responded emphatically. Jennie's eyes traveled from Karl back to Aliyah. "How've you been Aliyah, It's been what? 5years? I never knew that you were staying here, Ben didn't mention anything about that to me” Karl paused, his eyes traveling to her feet, and he noticed her banded leg which
Soon after Jennie and Karl left, Ben went upstairs, while Aliyah cramped herself inside the room. Her situation dawned deeper on her and she could feel a heavy and uncomfortable lump in her throat. She grew weary of assuming Ben's consideration, well aware of his indifference. His actions seemed determined to bring her down, mentally, and physically, regardless of who witnessed it. Fatigue overwhelmed her, and she yearned for a decent amount of sleep. Unconsciously, she traced her fingers along her feet.Arggh!She moaned as a tremor of pain surged from her leg, coursing through her body. She was able to move around freely because the painkiller had taken effect and she was now feeling the repercussions of it. The doctor's advice to not walk needlessly until she was healed was heavily flouted from the moment she returned to this hell hole, She had moved around too many times to count, not that it was her fault, It was all because of Ben's paltry antics. Her weakened foot mad
The sudden creaking of the front door pierced the heavy silence in the living room. A young man, donned in a sharp black suit, confidently strode in. His features, a mix of determination and calmness, were accentuated by dark, neatly combed hair and piercing blue eyes. A subtle cologne lingered in his wake as he surveyed the room with a keen gaze. Aliyah who was in the living room was too lost in thought to notice the appearance of someone. The young man's eyes fell on the lady who stood in the middle of the room, he cleared his throat to get her attention, but she didn't spare him a glance. "Hello there," Chris finally spoke out, his voice thick and smooth as he stepped into the living room with a smile. Aliyah was caught off guard when she heard a voice behind her, she turned around and her gaze fell on the young neatly dressed man who had a calm smile on his face. "Hello," Chris greeted again after he didn't receive a response the first time. Aliyah cam
Ben was visibly frustrated and didn't want to hear any more from Chris. Of course, he hadn't forgotten about the project held years back that claimed a lot of lives, it wasn't something he had done of intention, it happened—things happen. He did try to go back and examine what had gone wrong, and he realized every spot was filled with potholes and he could barely assume the cause. So how was he meant to atone for a mistake of which he has no idea about the root? But above all, he was sure of one thing he had said to the man, he felt no guilt regarding those deaths, that was an unforeseen circumstance and those people who paid with their lives all died because they were unlucky, it was nothing more than that. Chris might have come here hoping to coerce him into something big scheme of his, but since he had turned him down, he'd surely try to meet some other mafia groups and offer them the deal, but then that would be again his interest. He had no regrets about it because sooner or l
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