We tend to keep secrets as humans. It is perfectly normal. Sometimes it is to protect others, but other-times it is to protect our very own selves. We fight so much to keep these secrets, but not all of them survives in the dark. Some of them begs to see the light of day. Meet Quincy Daniels, a college freshman whom life has been a secret from the moment he was conceived. When he finds out that his mother whom was presumed dead just happens to be living in the same building as him, he loses everything he thought was true about his life. Secrets that were long dead begin to rise again. Murders that were covered, children that were abandoned, lies that were hidden; inevitably ends in trust being shattered, mysteries revealed, and hearts broken. Quincy later becomes a CEO of one of the best companies in the Western World. But will his secrets let him enjoy what he has built? Ride along with Quincy as he unravels these deadly secrets that holds so much darkness that he thought it'd be best his mother died in the first place.
View More“No, I wear Gucci cologne.” I say and he looks at me with mild disgust.He must really not like Gucci.He takes a step closer to me and then he does something that takes me by complete surprise.............What is this man doing?He puts his nose to my arm and sniffs loudly. Then he says to himself, “You’re not wearing FANTASY’s deodorant either.” I take a few steps back, and I look at him, feeling the awkwardness.“I’m not.” I say slowly as I eye him.“Interesting...I will be downstairs, it was nice meeting you, Quincy.” He says with a small smil
“Whoa...you have got to be kidding me.” Iris says and I ask her, “What? What?”“Look over there.” She points to a white round middle aged man on the check-in line.“Yeah, who am I looking at?” I ask her and she says, “That’s Benjamin, Davina’s father.”...............What? “I thought he should be in France already.” I say and Iris replies, “Yeah, that’s what I thought too.”“I’m going to go talk to him.” She says as she stands, but I hold her hand.“Not now.” I say and she stares at me for a second, and s
“No.” I say, and he says, “Yeah, that’s what I thought.”“Don’t make me wipe that smirk from that face of yours.” I say, at the verge of snapping.“Please do.” He says, and I do something that I never thought I would do again in my entire life. ..............I simply do nothing, knowing that I don’t need to hit this guy. Hitting him won’t change a thing, so why do it?“I’m waiting, Quincy.” He says as he stares at my fist.“You’re not worth it.” I say and then I walk up to the little girl.“Hey, hey.” I say to her an
“What are you doing?” I ask her lowly. Davina’s father laughs deeply. “I’m sorry, but I won’t allow that.” He says confidently. “You see, Iris...I own you.” .......... Iris scoffs, and the call ends. “Iris...you don’t have to quit for my sake.” I say to her. “Oh, I’m not. I’m quitting because if they were comfortable with using you like a toy, then they obviously must have strings on me like a puppet already.” She responds to me. “I’m not going to live my life for these people.” “So are you still going to France, the city of love?” I ask
“No, sir.” I say respectfully.“But I’m confused here, what do you mean?” I ask.“Truly, I thought you weren’t this dumb...Quincy, you’re fired. You’re no longer the CEO for FANTASY.” ............“But..but..” I stutter and Davina’s father laughs.“But..but..what?” He asks rudely.“You actually thought I would have allowed my daughter to make someone as incompetent as you the CEO of FANTASY?”“Do you know how much money that company pulls in? You honestly thought I would let you mess it all up?” His voice is full of venom.
I pick up my speed as I drive on the small narrow road that is lighted by light poles and surrounded by thick trees.This road is a shortcut, and I took it because I want to get home as soon as possible.“Boo!” I suddenly hear the voice yell in my ear and I lose control of the steering wheel, causing the car to make a sharp turn that leads me straight into a tree...............The impact is loud and it causes the airbag to fly out. The car starts beeping loudly and I groan in pain.The front of the car is smashed into the tree. Scared, I frantically try to exit the vehicle.For a second, the door seems jammed, but I continue to struggle to open it. It finally gives way and the door opens.
When we are alone, Davina stands and walks close to me.“So what do you want to talk about?” I ask her and she replies in a low tone, “Who said anything about talking?”She closes the distance between us and she kisses me...............For a fraction of a second, I get lost in the kiss, and I return it. But then my senses return.I pull away and I watch her the lust stir in her eyes.“What are you doing?” I ask, my own tone a little bit huskier.She runs her hand through her hair and I watch her keenly as a tear escapes her eye.“Are you okay?” I ask her and she replies loudly
What or rather who I see causes my head to spin.I see Kate, she’s watching me keenly. Her eyes are cold and her skin looks wrinkled.She’s smiling widely, but her lips are without color. They’re purple and dead..............I can feel my blood rushing through my body. It’s like an out of body experience.I blink a few times to see whether she disappears, but it doesn’t work. She’s still in the backseat, staring at me via the rear view mirror.A loud truck horn snaps me out my trance and I press on the gas instinctively. The red light on the traffic light is already green, and all the cars that were in-front of me has driven away.
I pick it up and I see that I have a new text message. It’s from Jimmy, I remember saving his number when we were at The Lounge.I open the text and it only has three words.It reads:“Quincy, she’s gone.” ............My heart races as my mind conjures explanations for me. Who is he talking about?Is his wife dead?Oh gosh, no. I click on his number and it begins to ring. Expecting him to answer, I begin to find something to wear so I can go over to him; but he doesn’t.I try about three more times, but to no avail. The only person I could call right now and get information from would be Iris
Some say you don't know what you got until it's gone. I used to look at this saying as something cliche', until life threw me a punch that left me sore for eternity. Losing a loved one isn't easy, even if you think you're prepared.The pain just grows and grows until finally...it becomes you. Then you learn to dance to the rythmn of grief. You learn to sing the songs of distress. You learn to fight the battles of life even when your knuckles are bruised........My name is Quincy Daniels. A college freshman at NYC. This is actually my first year and everything seems so foreign. Living in New York was always my dream, the concrete jungle where dreams come through, right?My major is Sociology and I'm kinda
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