Sebastian stirred as the first rays of dawn crept through the curtains, casting a soft golden glow across the room. He stretched as he stifled a yawn.He glanced at the clock on the bedside table.6:00AMHe had to leave. His flight back to New York couldn’t wait, and neither could the business meeting that awaited him. Yet, for a moment, none of it mattered. His gaze fell upon Luna, curled up beside him, her chest rising and falling rhythmically. A loose strand of hair lay across her cheek. He reached out and brushed it away gently. He considered waking her, but then thought better of it. He couldn't bear to tear her out of her dreamworld. She looked so peaceful.Instead, he slipped out of bed silently, moving with practiced ease into the bathroom. Few minutes later, he stepped out, his body dripping with water as he walked towards his suitcase. Within minutes, he was dressed, his suitcase packed. He sat at the kitchen counter and wrote a note for Luna. He took a final glance at her
The next morning, Luna was energized by her brief video call with Sebastian. He was doing okay and the meetings were heading towards a slow but positive finish. That bit of good news was enough to mobilize her strength. Luna set off for the North Shore, eager to experience the wilder and untamed side of Hawaii. She chartered a driver who drove her across the rocky expanse of land in his Humvee. She relished the sights as the Humvee juggled along the rough terrain. The hills, jagged cliffs and the endless expanse of the Pacific were all mesmerizing to her. The driver hinted that she should visit the Waimea Valley. He proudly narrated the ancestral tale behind the significance of the valley. When they arrived, he parked the Humvee and helped Luna down. Luna gasped at the sheer beauty of the valley.The valley was a sanctuary brimming with tropical flowers and tall trees. The driver excused himself and gave her the privacy to explore on her own. As she wandered through the path, she
Sebastian leaned back in his chair, fingers folded beneath his chin as he reminisced the chain of events that happened after his return from Hawaii. Flashback: Two days agoSebastian’s phone buzzed as he climbed into the backseat of his SUV, with Luke in the driver's seat. He looked at the screen. Thomas, his assistant.He sighed deeply before accepting the call. Thomas' voice crackled over the receiver. “Good morning sir. I hope your flight was comfortable. I'm calling to inform you that the audit team is enroute and will be here in the next fifteen minutes.” Thomas’voice was professional. Sebastian hummed in acknowledgement. “That's okay. I'll be there in the next ten minutes. Prepare the boardroom and inform the other members of the staff that there should be no distractions during the meeting.” Sebastian instructed firmly. After that, he hung up and leaned back into his seat. He tried to calm down his nerves. He needed his A-game if the meeting was going to be successful. C
Luna smiled shyly. She had missed him terribly. “Sebastian. How are you? How's the business faring?” She asked, concern lacing her voice. Sebastian nodded his head. “ I'm fine. Just fatigued. Today's meeting started off on a wrong note, but fortunately, with the help of my team, we were able to turn things around. Things are looking favorable now. I'm optimistic that we'll cross the finish line.” He stated. Luna nodded her head in acknowledgement. She breathed a sigh of relief. She was relieved that things were working out for Sebastian. “Sebastian, that's good news. I'm really happy that things are really picking up. You deserve every win.” Luna congratulated him.Sebastian nodded his head in acknowledgement. “So how's Hawaii? Do anything fun?” He asked, a mischievous smirk on his face. Luna chuckled at his antics. She gave him a verbose narration of her day's tour. She spared no details. Sebastian didn't mind the verbosity of her narrations. Her voice calmed him. He sat, recline
Lukewarm rays of sunlight bathed the hotel room where Luna stayed. She stirred as the rays of the sun caressed her face. With a loud groan, she stretched out on the bed, her joints making popping sounds. She glanced at the clock which was situated on the nightstand. 8:27AMWith a huff, she sat up and stared into nothingness. She couldn't sleep throughout the previous night. Thoughts of Jasper invaded her dreams. Weirdly enough, her thoughts were centered around her feelings for Jasper; for she has none. Rather, her feelings were rooted in the fact that she never wanted to have any encounter with Jasper again, she never wanted him in this new bubble that she had managed to craft for herself. At this stage, Jasper would just be a pesky fly which was a menace to her and those that she called her newfound friends. She needed to check out of the hotel, leave Hawaii and fly back to New York. Her vacation days were over. Her attention was needed in the real world. She set about packing he
Luna gasped as she stood before Sebastian's huge frame. She had never felt smaller. “What are you doing here?” She squeaked.Sebastian chuckled lightly. He was amused by her shocked reaction. She had obviously not expected him to visit her. “Well, I live on this property too, Luna.” Sebastian offered, a playful grin on his face. Luna rolled her eyes. She had not informed him about her decision to return. So, his presence was shocking to her. “I know you live here too, Sebastian. How did you know that I had arrived? I don't remember leaving any message informing you about my journey.” She murmured.Sebastian chuckled dryly. “ Well, I appreciate your attempt at surprising me. But, I was informed about your arrival when the taxi drove you through my estate's gate. The security guards are on standing order to inform me about any arrival on my estate. Also, Samantha called me to inform me about your arrival too. She called me immediately she saw you walking into your quarters.” Sebasti
Days turned into weeks.Luna buried herself in her work. The painting required every ounce of her concentration, and she welcomed the distraction. And yet, no matter how much she tried to lose herself in her craft, Sebastian remained in the back of her mind. He, on the other hand, was consumed by his business. The final phase of the bid competition was brutal. The small scaled firms have all been funneled out. It only remained the three top tier firms in the country. GTechOrion DigispaceMaksoft Technology Company Thomas had given Sebastian the detailed dossier on Maksoft Technology Company. On paper, the company was very competent and rival-worthy. Like every other adversary, Sebastian intended to crush them. He felt overly motivated to crush Maksoft Technology Company. This decision, however sentimental it was, was one that he intended to carry out to the letter. Unfortunately, Thomas’ dossier didn't give enough information about Jasper Mason, the CEO of Maksoft Technolog
Flashback: Five Months EarlierJasper's mental recovery has been a long and arduous process. However, due to the resounding success of his physical rehabilitation, he was approved for discharge. Victoria and Sophia have been by his side nursing him back to health. They were always around him, doting on him and making him feel special. An overdose of love. Victoria was especially affectionate. She bombarded Jasper with words and acts of love. She imprinted her presence into the blank section of his mind. Jasper had no choice but to accept that Victoria had indeed been an integral part of his life before his accident. Jasper also noticed that Luna didn't visit him again. She was relentless at first, but it seemed that the steam had died down. It was strange to him that a woman who had strongly alleged to be his wife, would just become mute and non-existent. He wondered what became of her. However, he didn't have to wonder for too long. Two days before his discharge from the hospit
Two Months After The Shootout The courtroom had been silent when the judge read the sentence. Life Imprisonment Alexander Mason, once a feared man, had sat expressionless as the verdict was delivered. His fate had been sealed—the culmination of years of crime, deceit, and brutality. The United States government had wasted no time in securing his extradition. The evidence against him was overwhelming: the murder of Jake Morgan and Jung Yen, the torture and grievous bodily harm inflicted on Sebastian’s mother, Luna, Lin and his funding of a terrorist cell (Black Sentinel).There had been no grand farewell or dramatic objection from him; just a simple nod as the gavel came down, condemning him to a lifetime behind bars. His reign of terror had ended. In the weeks that followed, Thomas and Sebastian worked closely with the local authorities in Vietnam. With Alexander gone, the Black Sentinel crumbled, their remaining members either arrested or fleeing into the unknown. The contraban
Five Hours EarlierThe convoy moved steadily along the winding dirt road, a line of black Humvees and trucks kicking up clouds of dust under the gaze of the moon. Inside one of them, Sebastian sat with his hands bound, his jaw clenched. Lin and Luna sat beside him, equally restrained. Across from them, Alexander Mason sat, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. Sebastian had expected many things when Alexander’s men had dragged Luna, Lin and him, bagged their heads and tossed them into the van, but the sight that greeted him when he had reoriented himself was not one of them. The moment his eyes landed on her, his breath caught in his throat.“Mum?” His voice cracked, disbelief rendering him momentarily frozen. Her eyes widened, and before anyone could react, Sebastian lunged forward, pulling her into his arms. Her thin frame trembled as she clung to him fiercely, her silent sobs shaking her body. “You’re alive.” Sebastian whispered, as he deepened the hug.Alexander chuckl
Thomas adjusted his night-vision binoculars and focused on the camp below. Locating the camp after Jasper's direction wasn't hard, coupled with the fact that they had high-tech surveillance devices. The camp was a hive of activity, armed personnels moving swiftly in all directions. From their vantage point, he and his team had a clear view of the entire setup. The black tent in the center caught his attention again. Jasper had been clear. That was where Sebastian's mother was being held.However, getting into the camp wasn't going to be easy. It was heavily guarded and its location in the centre of the camp was a tactical nightmare. Thomas arched his brow as he noticed a pattern. There was a tall, bearded man, immaculately dressed, who strolled leisurely around the camp. As he walked, soldiers paused and slightly bowed to him in respect. This led Thomas to believe that the man held some sort of high authority. He was definitely the top dog in the camp, the shot caller. Thomas zoo
Sebastian’s head hung low, blood dripping from his temple. His wrists were raw from the metal shackles that bound him to the wooden post. His body screamed with pain from the beatings, but he had endured worse. He would not break. He just hoped that Jasper had been able to escape and call for help.Lin was slumped beside him, barely conscious. Her face was swollen, her lip split open. They had fought. They had endured.With a venomous stare, he spat out a lump of blood on the boot of his torturer. The torturer was a bulky, dark man who had been tuning them up for days in search of information. He had proven to be an unyielding captor, and the fact that Sebastian and Lin refused to talk infuriated him. A knock vibrated the door. The torturer's attention snapped to the door. He had instructed his minions not to interrupt him whenever he was at work. With an irritated voice, he snapped.“Who's there?” He bellowed.No response.Sebastian and Lin exchanged weak glances. They were glad fo
Jasper’s breath came in ragged gasps as he sprinted through the dense undergrowth. Twigs snapped underfoot, branches tore at his arms, and the darkness seemed to press against him from all sides. After running and simultaneously scanning his environment for hours, he had done it.He had escaped the camp.But now what? Realization dawned on him. Adrenaline had driven him out of the camp, but now that the rush was fading, reality set in.Where the hell was he?The jungle was vast and like a green void. He had no compass, no map, and no idea how far he had run. He sighed as he mentally facepalmed himself.He had been so reckless.How was he going to locate the shore where the boat had been hidden?He forced himself to keep moving. There was no turning back. As the hours stretched into days, Jasper’s pace slowed. His legs burned, his lips cracked from dehydration, and his stomach twisted painfully from hunger. No food. No water. The sun was relentless, beating down on him thro
Jasper had begun to believe his father had abandoned him again. Days had passed without any word from him. It was therefore surprising when his father strode into his tent on a cold evening. His father stood at the entrance of the tent, a smug look on his face. Jasper hated how unaffected Alexander looked. He clenched his fists. “Where are my friends?” “They’re fine.” His father replied him, his voice devoid of emotion.Jasper studied him. He didn't believe anything he said.“I want to see them.” His father exhaled through his nose. “That won’t be happening.” Before Jasper could retort, Alexander held up a hand to cut him short. “I didn't come here to banter words with you. I came here to give you a choice.” Jasper’s jaw tightened. “What choice?” “You leave this island. Tomorrow morning, a helicopter will arrive. You’ll board it, and you’ll forget you ever saw me.” Jasper stared at him in disbelief and confusion.“Excuse me?” He inquired.“You heard me.” Jasper let out
Two days passed by in quick succession. Ever since Alexander stormed out of the tent, he hadn't returned. The only people who had entered and left the tent were the nurse who came to change his bandage and the maids who came to drop off food and water for Jasper and the strange woman I'm the corner. Two days confined in a space with a mute woman who was like a lifeless husk—unwilling to socialize. The morning of the third day, Alexander decided to bless Jasper with his presence. Jasper sat on the edge of his chair, his father’s piercing gaze locking onto him like a predator studying its prey. Without any form of pleasantries, Alexander decided to swoop in for the kill. “Let’s try this again.” He said, his voice calm but firm. “My apologies. I wasn't entirely honest with you. Your friend Jung is in custody, that you already know. However, we also managed to capture two other people plus the commando-lady we picked up two weeks ago. They've already been questioned and I have to give i
Jasper groaned as he stirred, pain radiating from his injured leg. His mind was foggy, the lingering effects of morphine dulling his senses. As his mind cleared, the first thing he registered was the smell of roasted coffee beans. Last time he checked, they weren't on a vacation island which provides luxuries like hot frothy coffee. With a huff, he sat up and properly assessed his surroundings. He was in a tent, that much he could deduce. The tent was well furnished, two plush couches arranged perpendicular to each other, a large shiny oak table in the centre, maps and documents spread across it, expensive-looking artworks propped up against the foot of the tent and another king-sized bed situated in the opposite corner of the tent. Glancing at his foot, he noticed that it had been neatly wrapped up with clean bandages. He sighed.His nostrils traced the source of the coffee smell. It came from a coffee pot which was placed on a tray with cups on a table in the corner of the tent. T
From the shadows, figures emerged. At least five of them, dressed in a mixture of camouflage and dark clothing, their faces partially covered with cloth. Each one wielded a weapon—rifles, machetes, even crossbows.The leader, a tall man with a bald head, stepped closer. Unlike the other men, he didn't cover his face with a cloth. From the slant of his eyes, he seemed to be of oriental origin. However, his English was surprisingly clear and well-pronounced. “Who are you? And what are you doing on this island?” His voice boomed and reverberated around the forest floor. Sebastian's mind whirled as he tried to figure out the best way out of their current predicament. Looking at the men, it was evident that they weren't government military personnels; instead, they looked like the pirates that Lin had warned them about. Sebastian exchanged a tense glance with Luna. He knew one thing for certain. They were in serious trouble.“We are researchers, on a research mission to uncover the w