Ronnie was super excited that he would get time to go out, Lucian had just informed him that he would be going abroad for two weeks, and with the devil gone, it meant that he had all the freedom to do everything that he wished to.A/N: That is how he had thought.Without wasting time, Ronnie immediately called Cinty, the girl he had met at the bar two weeks ago. He had promised to call her so that they could hang out and have fun but all the while he had been busy that he hadn't gotten time to. Ronnie was so sure that Krystie would not be back for the day because, for the full week, she had not been home, so taking that as a go on, he immediately requested her to come over.After a few drinks, the two had started making out on the sofa, and it was just at the time when Krystie had opened the door finding them in action.At first, Krystie was shocked, but she had quickly composed herself, and because none of them had seen her, an evil smirk formed at the corners of her mouth, she took
On the outskirts of the town, a secluded abandoned warehouse stood. The insects created a symphony of sounds, filling the darkness with their unique calls and chirps. The chirping of crickets adds to the strangeness of the area.The weathered exterior of the warehouse marked by the ravages of time, conceals a clandestine underworld thriving within its walls. Behind the facade of neglect and abandonment, secretive meetings unfold within dimly lit chambers, where whispered conversations echo off the cold, concrete walls. The scent of cigar smoke hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the tension that permeates the space.Despite its outward appearance of abandonment, the warehouse pulses with life after nightfall, as the underworld conducts its shadowy affairs under the cloak of darkness. To those who know its true purpose, it is a symbol of power and control, a stronghold of the criminal underworld that lurks just beyond the city's edge, hidden from the public. In the dark shadows of
Ronnie hurried down the corridor, the weight of the report in his hands matching the gravity of its contents. As he reached Lucian's office, he took a moment to compose himself, ensuring every detail in the report was in order.With a deep breath, Ronnie knocked on the door, the sound echoing in the quiet hallway. "Come in," Lucian's voice called from inside.Entering the office, Ronnie found Lucian seated behind his desk, his expression a mixture of anticipation and apprehension. Without a word, Ronnie handed over the report, watching as Lucian's eyes scanned the pages, absorbing the information within.Krystie is the same girl that I have been searching for?" Lucian asked no one in particular, the question was more addressed to himself than Ronnie.Ronnie nodded, feeling a swell of satisfaction at having played his part before exiting the room, the report came as a shock to him too when he found out. "What a small world this is, I am very happy that I have finally found you! You wer
Gala night preparation,Lucian glanced at Krystie with a smile as he held the car door for her. They had just reached the Hilton hotel, the very same hotel that hold memories of their first night together."Krystie, can you do me a favor, there is a gala night event and I would like you to accompany me?" Lucian had requested his eyes sparkling with anticipation. Krystie had nodded, her cheeks flushed, no matter how much she could have wished to reject him, she could not bring herself to do so, he had been so good to her, and the main reason was she was legally his wife. Lucian smiled as he led her into the restaurant, he was feeling a surge of affection for the woman by his side. He had orchestrated this lunch date to perfection, knowing Krystie deserved nothing but the best. One thing that always brings joy to Lucian's life is watching Krystie's eyes sparkle when she sees food.For the previous full week, Krystie had been so busy with her work that she had barely gone home. Seeing h
The gala night.Curiosity flickered across Krystie's face as Ronnie drove along the city to a beauty parlor. "We are here," Ronnie spoke as he parked the car."Come, let us do a little makeover," Lucian spoke holding out his hand for Krystie. Krystie hesitated, unsure of what to expect, but Lucian's reassuring smile eased her nerves. She nodded, allowing herself to be guided towards a plush leather chair.The manager welcomed them in and led her to the VIP section. As the stylist began to work their magic on her, Krystie relaxed into the chair, letting the stress of the day melt away. She closed her eyes as skilled hands massaged her scalp, washing away the worries that had been plaguing her mind.Lucian would at times steal glances at her as he watched in admiration as Krystie underwent her transformation.Krystie had her eyes closed all the while, and finally, when the stylist stepped back from her once they were done, Krystie blinked in the mirror, hardly recognizing the glamoro
As Krystie made her way towards the washrooms, a young attendant followed her. She had been transferred a large amount of money to do such a simple task, and as she was short of cash, she was never going to let such a chance slip away. "Target on the move!"The attendant had just received the notification, which was a clue for her to take action, and without wasting time, she immediately stopped serving the drinks and followed Krystie down the hallway. Immediately Krystie entered the washroom, with a glance around to ensure no one was watching, the attendant deftly switched off the lights from the main switch, and locked the door behind her, plunging the washrooms into darkness.To ensure the effectiveness of her work, she placed a board written, 'under maintenance,' and hurriedly left, her work was done. Inside the washroom, Krystie stood frozen in the darkness, her heart pounding in her chest like a drum. Every breath felt like a struggle as the darkness pressed in around her, suf
"Here we are! She is the girl that locked you up in the washroom at the gala, and I just had my men interrogate her, she confessed that she was sent by Cassandra." Lucian spoke as he stood a disheveled-looking girl. Looking at the girl before her, Krystie could not help but sympathize with her she must have been beaten up or something before they came over, evident from the several wounds and blood strips on her clothes."Why did you do that?" Krystie asked eyeing the girl with a straight expression, her expression unreadable, she could clearly remember the trauma that she had just passed through because of this girl, making her insides burn with anger. The girl didn't even lift her head to look at them, she played dumb, and just as Lucian moved forward to force her to speak up, Krystie held up her hand, stopping him in his tracks."Don't!" she said, her voice firm with determination. "I appreciate your concern, but I need to handle this on my own. You can trust me on this. I can do
"Chloe, are you sure about this? It is already very late, and am afraid if Krystie were to find this out she would kill me," Raymond, Chloe's colleague and also one of Krystie's friends whispered."Krystie is at home for a one-week leave, she will never find out!You will not tell her, and I will never tell her too, so no way she will know any of this unless you are planning to...""No! No way!" Raymond spoke hurriedly, he was never going to risk his life that way but seeing the smirk on her lips he knew immediately that he had been played.Raymond, Chloe, and Krystie had attended the same school from kindergarten, and Raymond had always noticed how protective of her younger sister Krystie had been that he had always been afraid to mess up with Chloe, it was something else to deal with Krystie Jackson! Chloe’s heart raced as she adjusted the wig on her head, ensuring it covered every strand of her blonde hair. Even though she was pretending to not show on the surface how scared she w
Krystie's heart raced as she listened to the chilling message left on her voicemail. It was a voice she knew too well yet had hoped never to hear in such dire circumstances, the gruff, menacing tone of someone from her dark past. "They've got him. You know what to do if you ever want to see him alive." "Who?" Krystie asked confusion evident on her face. "Who else? Lucian, your husband!" The voice gruffed again. The words echoed in her mind as panic surged through her. Lucian, her dear husband, had been kidnapped. Fear gripped her, but beneath the fear burned a fierce determination. She knew exactly who had taken him, remnants of the mafia that Krystie had tried so hard to leave behind. Krystie's relationship with Lucian was built on trust, but there was one secret she had kept from him, her true identity as the heir to one of the most notorious mafia families in the country. Lucian had no idea of her background, believing her to be an ordinary orphaned woman with a straigh
Krystie had always thought of her godfather, Xavier, as a pillar of trust and support ever since the tragic loss of her parents in a mysterious accident. He had been her confidant, her rock in a sea of uncertainty, and not only that but also a role model to her in the field of medicine ever since she was young. Krystie has always shared with her godfather everything she was working on concerning the investigations as he had promised her that he would be more than willing to offer her any kind of support she might require from him. But lately, something had shifted in their relationship. At first, it was subtle. A fleeting glance here, a hesitant response there. But as time passed, Krystie couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. It was as if Xavier was wearing a mask, hiding behind a facade of concern while concealing something darker beneath the surface. It was during one of their regular meet-ups at a cozy cafe that Krystie began to notice the discrepancies. As she po
"Krystie... Krystie, please don't leave me, I am very sorry," Lucian only called to the disappearing silhouette, but that was until he heard the shutting of the door did it finally occurred to him that she had left, yes, his wife had left him all alone, just because of what happened in the past many years. Frustrated, Lucian swiped the bowls of food across the room, sending the meals crashing all over the room, with soup covering the whole floor; he was so angry, angry with himself, angry with everything that happened seven years ago, and finally, he stumbled and sat on the floor. ~~~~~~~~~~~ "Lucian, it has already been a month yet you have never been to the company, don't you think that it is high time that you move on, she's gone, and will never come back again," Ronnie tried to convince a drunk Lucian, he had been drinking for two weeks now. Ever since Krystie left him that day, he had never been to his house, always sleeping in the bar; he was so shabby that one might easily
"Your husband Lucian was the lawyer who defended your father's killer seven years ago, and even your sister Chloe is aware of it." The notification read. Krystie drove all the way home, her heart racing, sweat dripping down her face. Krystie had only one hope as she drove to her house; she was hoping against hope that all this was not the truth; she could already feel her heart shattering into a million pieces, imagining how betrayed she would feel as a result. Krystie's heart pounded as she sifted through the old newspaper clippings she had found on her house's notice board. With trembling hands, she unfolded an article dated seven years ago, the headline blaring the name of the man who had shattered her world: "Local Lawyer Secures Acquittal for Murderer." Her eyes widened in disbelief as she read the name beneath the headline, Lucian Wilson, her husband. A wave of nausea washed over her, and she stumbled backward, collapsing onto a nearby chair. "How could this be? Luc
"Krystie, do you by any chance have any idea who is the person who rescued you? I have been trying to find him, but I can't place exactly who the person is?" Lucian asked when he couldn't contain his curiosity any longer. Even though Krystie was unconscious by then, Lucian could not help but ask, it was already a week ever since the incident yet there was not a single person who had gone forward to claim they did it, after all in his world no one does a thing for free, they would either demand fit one or two things at the end. "No, no one that I know as of the moment," Krystie replied hurriedly and walked away; she was not so good at lying, and she was afraid she would be found out if she were to stay a single second. Krystie could remember very well the face of the guy who had rescued her from the kidnappers, she had just regained her consciousness as soon as the van had halted in the middle of the road, and she had thought they were involved in an accident, but that was until she
"Who are you, and what do you mean by my wife has been captured?" Lucian roared angrily as he stood up in a go. "About who I am, I don't think that is important at the moment, but you should action immediately before they can go far. If anything happened to Krystie, trust me Lucian, I would never forgive you," an angry voice thundered at the other end of the call before it was immediately hung up. "Ronnie, prepare the car immediately, and get some of our men," Lucian roared over the phone, as he immediately checked a notification on his phone. "Regal Avenue. In ten minutes." The notification that had popped on Lucian's phone read. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Who are you, and what exactly do you want," the car tires screeched to a halt in the middle of a deserted road, just off the main city. "Who I am is not very important right now. I want the girl," the shabbily dressed middle-aged man spoke as he stood before the van. "Who do you think you are old man, if I may advise you, you sh
"Mark, do you think everything is okay with the hospital, I find some things to be suspicious?" Krystie asked; she wanted to find out whether Mark, too, had taken notice of such a thing. In the past week, ever since Krystie and Chloe had visited their godfather, there had been quite a lot going on in the hospital, including a thorough check on the patients and the staff in general and an inquiry they would only be informed that that was the order from above, for security purposes. It just didn't make any sense to have a hospital thoroughly checked, more so the patients, unless there was something planned behind the scenes or they were using the check as a blindfold to assure the public that everything was alright when it was not. "Yeah, you are right," Mark spoke as he scratched his head as he recollected the past week's events; that has always been his habit ever since they were young; anytime he would try to recollect something, he would always scratch his head in the process. "
"Sir, I think there is a problem," Ben, the Big boss's assistant walked into the room without a knock, the smoke in the room made him choke on his breath, he had just received an important message from one of his groundsmen, and he could not just act on his own without the boss order as this was such a crucial matter. "What is it? The big boss asked uninterestedly; under normal circumstances, it was always Ben who was always dealing with issues, and he would only forward hard matters to him. "Sir, I just received news that your daughter is now married," Ben said in one go. "Yeah, I know. Wait, what?" The big boss asked as he stood up in a go. "Yes sir, it's the truth, and it's already six months since they got married, but they have been keeping it a secret since then, we have just found it now," Ben spoke as he took his distance from the boss because only he knew better than anyone what the big boss could do if he were to waste a single moment. "What are you talking about
Chloe sat at the table, she had a lot running through her mind, and she was not sure how she was supposed to react to this new revelation.Chloe could take it in, but she was not sure how Krystie would react if she were to hear any of this.Secrets lingered like ghosts in the mist, haunting her, but what confused her more was how she was supposed to reveal all these secrets to Krystie, and the most suffocating of all was that she could not keep the secret forever to herself because even if she were to hide it from her, sooner or later Krystie would find out the truth, and thinking of it, it would be far worse than she could think of.It was only last night that Krystie had informed her that she and Lucian had decided to take their relationship to the next level, to make their marriage more real, not just a contract as it was before.Chloe and Krystie, sisters bound together since conception in their mother's womb had an unspoken rule between them, no secrets between each other.But ben