James Molten, the owner of one of the world's leading diamond companies, could be considered a trailblazer in the diamond business. His success was a testament to his hard work, strategic vision, and determination to see his dreams come to fruition.James Molten was born into a middle-class family in the United Kingdom. As a child, he was fascinated by the natural beauty of diamonds, and he often dreamed of owning his own diamond company someday. However, his parents were skeptical about his aspirations, and they encouraged him to pursue a more practical career.Despite this, James Molten refused to give up on his dream. In his early 20s, he took a job at a small diamond company in London, where he learned the ropes of the diamond trade. James worked hard, spending endless hours carrying out orders from his superiors and learning the ins and outs of the industry. He believed that it was important to learn everything he could about the business before branching out on his own.After wo
"Let's call it a night, shall we? Besides I will like to know your more about your home," Priscilla said as she broke contact with Matteo."Out of curiosity or necessity?" Matteo asked suspiciously. He may have relinquished himself to her lead but he was still cautious of what she was capable of."Both, and we need to start packing for the family get together, it's sooner than you think," Priscilla responded. She gave him a knowing smile. With Priscilla, Matteo could never be sure if he could fully trust her or not. She was a living mystery. One move in the wrong direction and everything could get ruined. At the same time, the right move could get him everything he wanted. She had that much influence as well as power in her hands. She was a strong woman."I am not looking forward to this," Matteo grumbled as he grudgingly got up from his office couch.He picked up his coat and car keys then linked arms with Priscilla as they exited the office. With the exception of a few cleaning st
Diana was silently fuming as the two women walked away from her and Nicholas. She was so mad at their audacity and how ridiculously unfair the whole thing was. She did not dispute the business acumen the slutty sisters possessed, she questioned their diligence and why their father helplessly indulged them."That was an experience I never thought I would ever have had," Nick quipped as he watched the women go in disbelief."Trust me. That makes two of us," Diana responded in turn.Nick turned to fully face her as he looked at her with a mixture of suspicion and curiosity. Diana hoped she hadn't indirectly revealed her secrets during her banter with the ladies."Are you okay? You seemed quite angry throughout the conversation. Well if you can call whatever that was a conversation," Nick politely asked."They just got in the way of the contract! So yes I am upset," Diana exclaimed. She was tired all of a sudden and couldn't wait to go home."Oh. Don't let that get to you, it happens in o
Diana woke up feeling like a princess. She stretched her limbs and yawned happily. It was like for the first time in three years she actually had a good night sleep. She didn't have the cliché dreams of Nicholas as prince charming. That will be ridiculous but she would not mind that happening to her.She did not want to rush into anything with Nicholas lest her future coworkers start to talk and then words may get to Matteo. She had to play this game wisely. Diana's time and living with Maria had helped improve her wardrobe lifestyle and cosmetics.She started her morning routine by breathing slowly in and out three times because it helped take away her anxiety and nervousness. The time was six fifteen am, so she had some time to spare. She slowly surveyed the Maria's apartment to give herself a sense of direction in her life.Upon walking into the condo, one is immediately struck by the clean, minimalist aesthetic of the space. The walls are painted a soft, pale gray color, which cre
Priscilla had never felt so humiliated in her life. Sure, she had done her fair share of humiliating her enemies and sometimes friends but never had she been at the receiving end of it. She could not believe that Matteo would ever ask her to leave.It had been quite late when they had the spat and she had watched him drive away leaving her alone in the dark and empty street. She had to admit that she did not see this coming, but deep down she knew it was for the best. She grudgingly waited for her Uber, tapping her foot impatiently and contemplating what the future would hold. She was quiet through out the ride and would occasionally ignore the driver, lost in her thoughts. As they approached the mansion, she took a deep breath and prepared to face her uncertain future with Matteo. The grand entrance door opened and Priscilla stood at the threshold, waiting for her. Priscilla Randall's Victorian Era mansion is a striking sight. The grand stone structure rises majestically from the
Matteo already had a premonition that his home was going to be a lot more silent until he figured out what to do about his failing marriage. He tried so much to keep Priscilla out of his mind as he tried to sleep.He readily admitted that he that had foolishly believed that his wife would be at home waiting for her but he had been met with the same old dreaded emptiness and coldness that greeted him in her absence.Matteo's once fulfilled and happy life had turned into an empty, cold and lonely existence. He was completely consumed by the sense of isolation and heartache that had come with the end of his marriage. Once upon a time, he had shared his life with Diana, building a home, and a legacy. But now, all that he had with her seemed like a distant memory, and he is left feeling hollow and exposed.For the past few mornings, he would awake feeling the same sense of emptiness, and the hard reality of his current situation would hit him like a ton of bricks. He missed the sound of Di
Diana and Nicholas had been sitting next to each other on the private jet for the last few hours but hadn't spoken much. They had both been busy working on their laptops and had hardly taken their eyes off the screen.But as the plane began its descent and the seatbelt signs came on, Nicholas turned to Diana."So, how are you finding the job so far?" he asked.Diana looked up from her laptop and smiled at him. "It's been great," she replied. "The team has been really welcoming, and I'm enjoying the work. How about you?"Nicholas grinned. "Same here," he said. "It's good to be working on something new and exciting."They chatted for a few more minutes about their work and their backgrounds, and Diana couldn't help but notice how easy it was to talk to Nicholas. He was friendly and engaging, and there was a warmth about him that made her feel at ease.As they landed and made their way to the headquarters, they continued to chat and joke, and Diana began to feel like she had made a new f
Maria was beginning to suspect Chad because he had been exceptionally distracted anytime they got together. He was either looking around and fidgeting nervously, or peering at his phone like he was expecting a call any moment from now."Is every thing okay?You look troubled," She noticed as they hung out at a Cafe last night. She had dressed a bit casual because she was comfortable around him."It's this business deal I am hoping to close, y'know, yacht stuff," Chad had answered trying to sound relaxed."And this deal is why you're having a nervous breakdown?" Maria asked, all confused."Well, it kind of involves a lot money, so yeah I am having a mental break down," Chad responded, trying to hold back his anger.It was the first time Maria had seen him upset. Chad always seemed to be in tune with his emotions. She decided to drop the issue.Maria wanted to give him some space and time to process his thoughts. She knew that pushing him further could only make things worse."It will be
147. IS THIS THE END?Suicide and Chrome were both exhausted from their ongoing combat with this huge guy. They had wanted to go after Matteo as he was carrying his wife's unconscious form away.It was the sound of the gunshot that made them realize just how deeply they were fucked. They saw Nicholas, his face already white from blood loss holding his severely bleeding crotch, twitching and jerking involuntarily in pain.Suicide and Chrome realized to their horror that Nicholas was never going to have sex again. They both turned and ran after Matteo only to be blocked by a giant they had not even heard coming.Suicide brought out a wicked-looking jack knife, military-grade, while Chrome had on a pure gold knuckle duster on his right fist and a shining silver one on his left fist.Black Hound knew that both men were a package deal. He had done a quick reading of their bio-data to have a feel for how they both operated.Suicide would attack first with a knife from a flank and Chrome wou
THE RESCUEMasters Randall was neither a superstitious man by nature nor a religious one per se. But today of all days did not feel right. He could not tell what was making him uneasy but he was sure something was amiss.He had not spoken to his daughter in days now and he was worried about what shit show she may have started behind his back. He had failed that daughter of his and there was nothing he could do to change that.This morning when he had called Martha on his phone, there was no answer. That gave him his first reason to be concerned. Martha always answered his call no matter where she was or what she was doing.The second person she answered like that was her grandson. So what was the reason why La Matrona of the Consortium refused to pick up the phone?Had Priscilla run her mouth again? There were so many questions going through his old mind he did not know which one to answer.Masters had spent the night in his study with a cup of scotch and a Cuban cigar, his head tingl
145. END GAME"I hope that I can trust you, Mr. Armani," James Molten said as he was about to get down from the vehicle.Matteo assured him confidently. "Your shares are safe in my hands James and I plan to stay here for a while. I am not going anywhere."James Molten nodded and opened the door to get out without saying another word.Matteo was left alone with his driver as the car sped on."There is something you need to know," Black Hound said as he looked straight ahead. There was a graveness in the way he spoke.Matteo listened with rapt attention."I got some recordings that you will want to hear," Black Hound said. "I want you to listen to it in this vehicle because as of now, it is the only secure place," He finished.Matteo was becoming uneasy. "That bad?" He asked, looking at the rearview mirror to see the eyes of his bodyguard."I think bad is an understatement, it is going to be a shocking revelation," Black Hound said in a solemn tone."Alright, let's hear it," Matteo said
144. THE LAST MOVE~SOME HOURS EARLIERNicholas, tired of standing went back inside after watching the box burn. He still had felt no closure. He wanted nothing but revenge. The phone in his pocket buzzed and he fished it out of his pocket.It was an email from the company. He pushed the notification and read the contents of the message.The iPhone struck the wall with tremendous force and shattered into small pieces, the parts clattering everywhere.Nicholas was fuming and growling, his hands tightened into fists. How dare they fire him? Who the fuck did they think he was? He was not going down without a fight.The pain he was going through fueled his rage. He would make them pay one way or another. He stomped down the stairs blind with fury. He pictured his hands wrapped tightly around Matteo's neck.Then the neck slowly transformed in his head, morphine into a small slender supple neck that belonged to Diana. A sick smile played on his lips.He went into the kitchen and opened the
143. GRANNY TIMESDiana was glad to get out of her lodge. She was happy it was a work day. She was excited to get back to work despite everything that had happened around her.She had also become fast friends with the clerk that was rude to her on the first day she had tried to get a room. There was no point in dragging things out with another woman who was just trying to survive.Her husband had surprised her last night. It threw her off for a minute when she realized just how thoughtful he had become.She was just preparing herself for the next day which was today. The time was seven thirty in the evening when a knock interrupted her preparation. She left what she was doing and walked to the door.As she opened it, she was met with the sight of a familiar face.Nana gazed down warmly at her. She had behind her luggage that was pink in color."Nana? Come in," Diana said waving her hand towards the inviting living room.Nana shuffled into the living room, dragging her luggage with he
142. SHOW DOWNThe silence was deafening, except for the rustling of leaves that got blown around by the wind. It was obvious that all five wealthy people who were sitting together around the dinner table that late Monday morning were enemies.Each figure had his or her agenda at the pit of their dark twisted minds.Priscilla wanted Matteo and everything that came with him.Ashley wanted her father's company and Katie— well, it was not clear what she wanted.Matteo knew that there was no logical way out of this. However, he did have an advantage and he could not wait to use it. He suspected that Priscilla may have figured out his secret plan, but he wasn't too concerned.There was no stopping what was about to happen. Once and for all, he was going to stop all her incessant dealings and manipulation.He could tell that she was worried and she was right to be. This game had gone on long enough. He could also tell that James Molten wanted out.Matteo vividly saw the look of desperation
141. DARK NICKYThe past two days had been rather strange and unpredictable for Nicholas Wilson. First, he woke up with pain on a soft sofa which had dried drool all over his face. Everything hit him all at once. The pain, the hangover, and the nausea.He had no idea where he was or how he had gotten there. It was until a woman with a stark resemblance to Diana approached him with concern, breaking the disorienting haze of his mind. Her gentle yet determined voice pulled him back to reality and into her warm embrace.Then everything had come back to him and he was filled with embarrassment. He quickly shook off the lingering humiliation and focused on the present moment.He was supposed to meet with her for his mental health. His head was pounding. He turned toward her still disoriented only for a glass of water and some oblong white pills were shoved in his hands."It will help with the hangover," Lexi's voice echoed and rang into his ears as he stared at the assortment of pills un
140. THE KING OT CHESSMatteo understood the concern coming from his bodyguard but this was something he had to do alone. He needed the closure."Sir you realize that you are going behind enemy lines," Black Hound voiced out with slight annoyance."I understand but this is something that I have to do alone, it is a personal matter," Matteo casually replied to his bodyguard.Black Hound said nothing else. There was no changing his boss's mind."Besides, I do not want them to know about our business just yet," Matteo further added."That is if Priscilla is going to be present," Black Hound said."She is the mastermind behind this, of course, she will be there," Matteo said with certainty."Is that not more of a reason for me to come along? The stakes are higher than before sir," Black Hound insisted."The more reason for you to stay back. After all, you are my Trump card," Matteo replied as he adjusted his tie."How do I look?" Matteo turned and asked his bodyguard."You look like you a
139. CHAT WITH THE SHRINKNicholas said nothing as he stared ahead with a straight expression on his face. The car was filled with an uneasy silence, creating an oppressive atmosphere. This was mostly because Nicholas was at the center of the matter.He had been bailed by Dr. Amorr and was sitting in her car. He had pretended to be so ashamed of himself when she had come for him but dropped the charade in the car."You can drop me off at home, thank you," Nicholas arrogantly said as he relaxed to rest his eyes.It had been a long day. He opened his eyes and stretched his tired muscles, feeling the tension slowly dissipate. He looked outside the window ignoring the driver who had earlier helped him."Welcome," Dr. Amorr abruptly interrupted his short sightseeing.Nicholas made to get down and hissed in pain. He had felt so relaxed that he had forgotten about his sprained ribs. He slowly got down from the car, wincing from the pain it caused him with every step that he took forward.B