Monday morning dawned bright and cheerful, to Alison, it was quite a cheerful weekend, one she didn't intend to come to an end anytime soon.She'd spent so much time with Travis I er the weekend and had the most fun despite the drama that played out over the dinner.Alison walked into the office with a spring in her step, and a bold smile on her lips. She returned every greeting she got until she stepped into the elevator. “Good morning ma'am.” the receptionist greeted as she shifted deeper into the elevator.“Morning Joyce” she smiled back. “I hope you enjoyed your weekend.”Joyce nodded with a big smile. “You look good ma'am.”Alison's cheeks reddened in embarrassment. “Thanks. You don't look bad either.”“Have a great day ma'am.” The receptionist said as soon as the elevator stopped, before she stepped out.“You too, Joyce,” Alison said, before the door went shut again.As she stepped out on her own floor, Alison didn't fail to notice Oscar seated in his own office, typing away t
Alison was still trying to understand the note when a figure emerged from the shadows with a knife.“We meet again, isnt it?” The person asked and she froze.“Who are you? S..stay away from me,” she managed to utter, although trying to feign brave, but her voice kept failing her as it cracked, I dicating how scared she was. “What is it you want?”“Too bad, I'm not even alone,” the figure replied with a smirk and another man joined him. “So it's just you, against the both of us.”“What do you want from me?” She asked.She no longer wanted to look or sound brave, all her resolve had broken down and what she wanted was to be free or just find out that all of these is a nightmare. “Did you drop the dead flowers and the note?”“Does that matter?” The second man smirked. “Just in case the note made you scared…you should calm down , I mean you really need too, since we're not here to kill you.”“At least, not yet,” the second man said, and lunched an attack on her.Alison screamed, the noise
The soft air getting into the room was a total contrast to the energy lingering in the room.Bruno and Rachel were both seated on their bed, with each of them having their gaze fixed on their phone.The tension in the air was palpable as Bruno's gaze darted to Rachel from time to time, trying to see if she would start the conversation they both knew they needed to have.For the last two days, she had been withdrawn, not saying a word to anyone, not even to him. They had been sleeping beside each other, but the distance between them felt like an insurmountable chasm.After forever, when it seemed as though she wasn't going to make the first move, Bruno finally asked. “What's going on? I mean, what's the attitude you've been putting up lately?" He asked, his voice barely above a whisper."You know exactly what's wrong, Bruno," Rachel replied, her voice firm but slightly cracking at the end. “There's nothing I detest more than you knowing exactly what the matter is, yet feigning ignoran
It had been a week already since Alison moved in with Travis, and this past week has been peaceful for Alison.It was Saturday evening and Alison and Travis were lounged on the couch in Travis's bedroom.Travis rested his head on Alison's bare thighs, his eyes close in contentment as Alison's fingers massaged his hair.Meanwhile, his hands were busy caressing her nipples through the soft fabric of her top.Alison's eyes were shut in pleasure, her moans filling the air as Travis's hands caressed her breasts. She was lost in the sensation, her body arching into his touch."So, really Alison, what's next?" Travis asked, his voice low and husky. “After taking revenge on Bruno and his family, and taking Theo, what next?”Alison's moans grew louder, her words barely intelligible. "After...I take...revenge...on Bruno..." she gasped, her eyes still shut.Travis's fingers teased her nipples, sending shivers down her spine. "And then?" he prompted, his voice dripping with desire.Alison's body
Alison remained seated at the driver's seat despite having pulled up close to fifteen minutes ago.“You no longer want to go in?” Travis asked, observing her reluctance. “Is something else the matter? Or you would rather not talk about.”“It's not like I don't want to go in,” she replied, slightly fidgeting. “I don't have any idea about what Bruno wants, and the thought of that alone is freaking me out…what if he wants to attack me or something?”It took everything in Travis to stop him from bursting into loud laughter. “Come on, Princess…if Bruno wanted to attack you, he would have done that in a rather secluded area, and not call you out to the open.” “I want to believe that…but it's difficult to,” She mumbled, her lips obviously quivering.“You can do this, my darling. He's just Bruno, your ex-husband, and not some Demigod.” Travis whispered, his voice soothing, and his hands patting her hair softly. “Besides I doubt he ever hit you throughout when you were married to him.”Alison
“So what now? All the beauty and bliss I spent the last three years building has finally crashed and come to an end, huh?” Rachel mumbled as she gathered her stuff, folding them in boxes, and maids coming to get the boxes afterwards. “I gave all of me, and now what is left?”The divorce between Rachel and Bruno was finally concluded, and the tension in the air was palpable. Rachel packed her belongings, tears streaming down her face as she carefully placed each item into boxes. Bruno stood by the window, his eyes fixed on her, but his expression was blank.Rachel suddenly turned to him, her eyes red-rimmed from crying. "Are you really happy I'm leaving?" she asked, her voice trembling. “Like it's what you've always wanted, to see me out and far away from your life and family.”Bruno shrugged, his shoulders barely moving. "It's important that you leave. For the safety of your own mental health.” He muttered. “You're still quite young….instead of wasting your time with me and this uni
Time flies, the clock ticks too, and if you happen to be so busy, you might not realize how much time have passed…It had been a week since Alison's meeting with Bruno, but his outrageous request still replayed her head whenever she's all by herself.“How could he make such request, after everything he has done to me…that's unbelievable,” she scoffed, her gaze fixed outside the car.“What did you say?” Travis asked, taking his eyes off his phone's screen.“Oh no.. did I say that out loud?” Alison whispered, covering her face in embarrassment. “I wasn't referring to you…monologue gone bad.”Travis chuckled, and placed his hand over her shoulder, just then the car they were in, made an unexpected contact with a speed bump. The driver probably failed to notice it.“I'm sorry Sir, that wasn't intentional. I totally forgot that there's a speed bump somewhere around.”“Just be careful.” Travis mumbled, and diverted his gaze back to Alison.“You know you should not spend all the time thinkin
“I’ll not take this shit, never!” Layla spat, she was seated in her room, puffing on a cigarette as she stared out the window. “I'll deal with Alison to the point that the mere mention of my name would traumatize her…that's if she stays alive, the stories will be way too heavy for her mouth to utter.”She was lost in thought, her mind consumed by her hatred for Alison, and not just her mind, she kept utteung bitter words too.The smoke from the cigarette she was smoking swirled around her, casting a misty veil over the room. “How dare you, Alison!”Suddenly, Spider appeared in the doorway, a hesitant look on his face. "Layla, we need to talk."“That's quite bold, Spider.” Layla turned to him, her eyes narrowing. "What is it, anyway? Did you finally succeed in scaring Alison?" She took another drag on the cigarette, the ember glowing bright red.“Yes we were able to…I doubt she would ever be able to stand in the dark alone.” Spider smirked. “I made sure to leave some scars and bruises
“Travis, talk to me, is everything okay?” Alison asked, panic obvious in her expression. “The news isn't telling the truth, right? It was just some rumors right?”Travis sighed and walked fully into the living room. “Alison It's.. it's just a whole lot.” Alison’s hand went up to Travis's face and she ran her fingers through it, locking her eyes with his.“Trav, I'm here for you, I always will be here.” She whispered. She could see the exhaustion and worry etched on his face, and deep down she hoped the news were just not true.His eyes, normally bright and confident, were sunken and red-rimmed. His shoulders slumped, and his usual sharp jawline was now gaunt and pale. Seeing that he really needed all the emotioal comfort he could get, she embracing him tightly. “You can count on me my darling. Just trust me, okay?”He sighed and hugged her back. “Thank you so much, babe.”“It is nothing, I mean it's why you have me, right?” She grinned and planted a soft lingering kiss on his lips.
“Wait up, Bruno you really did a good job.” Enzo grinned staring at the television with a smirk. “It has been ages since I have been thinking about bringing that rude brat to his knees, and that is exactly what is going on.” The Elite men were seated in their usual spot. The luxurious lounge was dimly lit, with soft jazz music playing in the background, creating a sophisticated ambiance. The walls were adorned with expensive artwork, and the floor was covered with plush carpeting, giving the space a sense of opulence. Marco, Enzo, and Bruno sat comfortably on a sleek, black leather couch, sipping their drinks and watching the news on the large screen TV.“Honestly, Enzo I can't be more glad that this is happening.” Marco replied and took a sip out of his drink. “And… the beautiful thing about everything that transpired is the fact that I tried to warn him, yet he would not listen.”“I have had all of these evidence for a long time now, I was simply waiting for the right time.” Brun
Alison's eyes slowly opened, and she found herself lying on the couch.The living room was bright, as Alison always remembered and the television was still on, the news precisely, and Travis's face still covered the screen.Guards stood at strategic positions, their faces stern and alert."Where...where am I?" Alison stammered, her mind foggy. “I remember standing here just now, so why?”The remaining words got stuck in her throat when she sighted Karen sitting beside her with a concerned expression. "You passed out, and the maids wanted to call an ambulance, but I stopped them," Karen explained gently. “When did you get in here?” Alison asked, feeling a slight headache. “The last time we spoke you were on your way here.”“And that was more than an hour ago. I met you unconscious when I walked in here.” She tried softly.Alison's memories came flooding back, and she sat up with a start. "The news...Travis...the scandal?" she asked, her voice trembling. “They were all a dream, right?
Alison woke up to an empty bedroom, the television still on, and Travis's stuff scattered around the room. “Travis,” she called and sat up in the bed. “Where did he go to this early?” She yawned and got out of bed, wondering why Travis had left for work without her. Her eyes darted to the clock and she was shocked at what time was. “It's 9 am already?” She gasped and rushed to the bathroom to freshen up.She got back to the room and there was still no sign of Travis, it seemed as though he had not even bee around.She finally decided to reached for her phone to call him. Since they began living together weeks ago, he has never gone to work without her, so why all of a sudden?“Is it probably because of what transpired last night?” She asked herself ad the moment she turned her screen on, but it was flooded with a lot of notifications.70 missed calls from Megan, Carlos, Karen, Drake, and other numbers. Alison's heart skipped a beat as she scrolled through the calls, but Travis's n
The night had descended, casting a dark and foreboding shadow over Alison's apartment. She lay in bed, her body shivering under the duvet, despite the warmth of the room. Travis, sensing her distress, reached out and gently petted her hair, trying to calm her down."Hey, it's okay, Alison. Try to relax. You need to get some rest," Travis whispered softly. “And get a grip of yourself.”“Travis, I can't,” She whispered. “It's just that everything is happening so fast? Like it has already been planned from the onset and is simply playing out.”“How do you mean?” Travis asked, adjusting beside her. “Is there something else you know, that I am not aware of?”“Not exactly. But can't you read between the lines and see what I'm trying to say?” She asked, getting slightly frustrated as her gaze grew distant. “Travis, those men that have been trailing me definitely want something and it is obvious they'd stop at nothing to get it.”“Okay?” Travis raised an eyebrow getting even more confused. “B
“Bruno darling, have you finally decided what you intend to do about Alison?” Mrs. Francisco asked, as she watched a television show with him. “I mean, if you wanted to do anything, then you should start doing it already.”“Mum, I'm planning something already,” he muttered, although he had his gaze fixed on the television, his mind was far away. “Just try as much as you can to stay away from it.”“Bruno, what about Theo? Are you still not going to let him feel your affection? The kid needs you.” She said, her eyes holding a glint of guilt.“Mum…” Bruno groaned. “Please allow me time to think, I already told you that I am not ready to unleash the version of me that the kid brings out.”“Clearly Bruno, you are neglecting the kid. Does that not bother you?” She asked again. “Look Bruno, I'm still a mother and I have the motherly affection in me. Letting Theo stay without your affection will definitely give Alison more grounds.”“Mum, I'm not in the right frame of mind for this conversati
“Calm down, Ally Wally, get a grip of yourself” Karen whispered, her gaze drifting to the road and back to Alison whose hands were trembling against her thighs where they rested. “I know that was quite traumatizing, but come on.” “Karen, I swear you can't understand,” Alison managed to utter. “To me, this goes way beyond being trailed, Karen, the last time I got trailed I was attacked! I was trailed down to my apartment and attacked without remorse.”With her gaze fixated out through the window, Alison's mind wandered back to the attack. “You know… I could have been killed if I hadn't learned Taekwondo back then,” she whispered, pressing her face against the tinted car glass. “Clearly, the men were caught off guard, I could see it written in their faces, Karen, it was all clear! What if I was not strong enough and I got raped? Or killed?”“Alison, calm down, stop overthinking this… yes, we got trailed and almost attacked, but we escaped, right? Is that not all that should matter?” K
Layla kept pacing around her room anxiously, her gaze darting between her wall clock and outside the window.“Where the hell is Spider?” She spat and pushed everything off her vanity table. “Show up!!”After waiting for hours with no sign of Spider, she opened her bedside drawer and took out a pack of Cigarette and a lighter.Then a sharp knock sounded on the door. “I don't want to see anyone, just get out!” She snapped and lit the cigarette, staring out through the window. “Get out!”“You wouldn't even ask who it is,” she heard a familiar voice from outside. “Anyway, it is Spider.”“Damn!! Come on in. Why did you not speak earlier.” She snapped. “So any progress?” She asked, her gaze still fixed out the window.“If I had spoken earlier, it would have been for you to be a bit nice knowing it was me.” Spider replied, walking fully into the room. “Why does everywhere look so messy and scattered, I don't want to believe you lost your mind again.”“Of course, you were not showing up, and
“So, what now?” Travis asked staring at Oscar as they walked towards the elevator which read, ‘out of bound’Only the managing board members were permitted to use it.“Boss, it was in the news last night.” Oscar replied, his voice measured. “I thought we'd talk about it first before I think about how to handle it.”“Of course, it was, and that's why I'm bothered. I hope you didn't make the payments? I mean I hope you did not buy any shares,” Travis asked.“Not yet sir, look the files are here already. I just needed you to append your signatures on them before going to pay for the shares.” He replied, pointing towards one of the files in his hand.“Why do I feel like this was all a plan, supposed to be a set up or something?” Travis asked, his gaze growing distant. “Just a few days ago, Gold&Sparkle Group was doing just fine, and today they've gone bankrupt and are about to shut down.”“In my opinion sir, I think this is exactly why they began selling out shares. Think about it… when l