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As soon as Charles wakes up enough to hear some sounds around the house, he springs up from the bed, making his way into the shower.He looks into the mirror and winces. "I'll never drink again." He mutters as a result of the painful ache that's pounding his head. He remembers vividly the last time he had stood in front of the mirror like that, hungover.That had been the morning where he discovered that Bethany had left him.The events of the midnight comes rushing back as well and he remembers what Alexa had done the night before. Momentarily forgetting the ache in his head, he heads out of the bathroom, out of the room and downstairs to the living room area where he finds her straightening up the couch.First time he's ever seen her do something around the house if you ask Charles.She looks up as she sees him approach but she looks away as soon as their eyes meet, letting him know that she sees him there but she will not acknowledge it altogether.Charles scoffs. "So we're just go
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I promised you all a full chapter on my Birthday... So here it is ❤️ Happy Birthday and Happy Graduation to Samantha Whyte... And Happy Birthday, (fiduciarily) to all of you guys... (Black Rose, I see you right there...❤️ Please find me on F*, please.) And others, your following is noticed. I love you all, I really do. So... Here's the Chapter. * * * That day, Bethany arranges the paper in front of her, laying them out piece by piece, a calculator on her left hand and a pen on her right as she marks some points over and over again. She finally leans up, sighing and drops her pen. "It's all too damn neat, I need the documents from Jade first before I can determine whatever the problem is here." There is a slight knock on the door and Jade opens the door and walks in. "Ma'am, you have a visitor." Something about Jade's demeanor screams it's not someone that she'd want to see with the whole documents and paper around. "Tell them to wait two minutes, exactly two minutes from
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In his office, Kevin heaves a sigh of relief as he sips on tea. "I can't believe she is that gullible. One would have been worried she might have found a problem where there is none but she did not even sense anything. How much observance does she lack?"His secretary knocks on his door and he turns to her. "Yes?""The miss is here to see you."Kevin smiles and nods, dropping the tea just as the tall black woman saunters into the office, dripping with elegance and such business acumen."Miss Yang, please, have a seat. You're welcome to my office once again." He greets, holding out his hand for an handshake.Ana Yang ignores his outstretched hand and makes right for the chair where she sits in.Kevin laughs awkwardly and walks back to his seat as well."So, to what do I owe this visit?"Ana looks right at Kevin. "To what do you owe this visit? Did you forget our agreement already? You were supposed to pay up for the modification of those documents the day I brought them and now you sti
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The plane touched down in the airport and the large television-like thing showed that the plane from Washington DC to New York just landed.One by one, the passengers of the plane begin to show up and they walk to the baggage claim to pick up their bags.Amongst one of the notable women that descend from the airplane is one with long chestnut blonde hair that is as long as her shoulder with a slight curve upward at the tip of it. She has light makeup on but just as small as it is, it accentuates her natural beauty.As she picks up the large suitcase, she looks around, and then takes a deep breath, knowing fully well that she's back to New York, back home.Just then, she sights a man in a one piece suit, holding up a yellow placard that read Chara Worth and then she smiled as she walked towards him. As soon as he sees her, he drops the placard to his side and bows deeply. "Welcome to New York ma'am. Mr Botter is ready to see you."Chara slides over her suitcase to him and he catches i
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Echoes of laughter and footsteps and other people’s conversation fill the air in the luxurious mall, lined with gold and white wallpapers and different shops with different designs, making the place almost unbearably colorful, and amongst all these throng of people checking out the place, Is no other person than Alexa and her friends as they go shopping as if there is no tomorrow.Technically, Alexa would like to call it retail therapy because it really takes her mind off all of the wrong things happening in her marriage, that is if she can even call it that, its all in shambles at her feet and she’s just watching it, watching as it keeps crumbling, she does not even know if she wants to pick it up and try to make it right…"Oh my goodness! I saw this bag online, and I never imagined that it could be this beautiful," One of Alexa's friends, Zoe, comments as she admires the brand name bag, bringing Alexa out of her deep thoughts.Alexa smiles and responds. "The place is just like peopl
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Bethany keeps hitting the steering wheel as she returns home at full speed since her driving skills have improved ever since she stopped being married t that douchebag and is now more confident. She had promised Arthur a lovely dinner, but the day had slipped through her fingers like water, coupled with all the happenings and then Daisy’s visit. She had busy taking care of what needed attention in the company and her heart lurched with guilt.As soon as her car drove into the compound, she bolted out swiftly and heads into the living room, removing her long coat as she walks in, draping it over the chair in the process. Bethany pushed open the door to their bedroom upstairs but there is no sign of Arthur. She had not even stayed outside long enough to check if his car had been parked or not. She feels even more guilty now, knowing that by now, the duo should be sitting for dinner by now.“Arthur?” She calls out, hoping to hear him call her back but she is met by the ticking of the la
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The bottle is empty. Charles drops it onto the passenger seat, the final drop of tequila long gone down his throat. His vision swims a little, but his mind is sharp, sharper than it’s been in days.Rage does that.It slices through fog, even the kind caused by alcohol.Simpler to call it a drunken sober state.He adjusts the black cap over his head and slides the dark cloth mask up over his face. It’s not paranoia. It’s protection. He isn’t supposed to be seen. Not today.Not when he’s decided how this ends.The Falcon Rental lot is dim, even in daylight. He parks his actual car on the next street over, then walks across the sidewalk like any other customer. The ID he hands over is fake, the accent he puts on convincing enough. “Reeds Whitby,” he says with a light chuckle. “Just in town for a few days. Business and... pleasure.”The clerk barely looks at him. All that matters is the money.And he gives the guy a lot of it.Keys change hands.Minutes later, Charles is behind the wheel
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Many weeks before...Charles stands on the front steps of the hospital, the early afternoon sun beaming down on him like a spotlight exposing every ugly thought in his mind, shining brightly on every single evil thing he has ever done and said... The conversation with Arthur that he had just some minutes earlier before Arthur had gone up to possibly smack John had ensued, plays on loop in his headaccusations, disgust, disappointment. And the worst part? Arthur did have a point no matter how much he has tried to deny it and say it's a lie.No matter how much he had tried to say he isn't like his father... Deep down, he knew he was like him.And control of himself was slipping right through his fingers.He drags a hand through his hair, chest heaving as he pulls out his phone. His fingers hover for a second before he finally dials the number.The same number he had dialed just before and Arthur had overheard the whole conversation.Sienna picks up on the second ring, her voice light a
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Contented sigh.The morning sun peeks softly through the curtains, its light spilling gently over the cream sheets of the master bedroom where our couple have been staying and where the stay would soon come to an end since it's all over anyway. Arthur stirs first, slipping out of bed quietly so as not to wake Bethany. A few minutes later, he returns with two steaming mugs in hand. He knows what his wife needs anyway, and he'll give it to her, knowing what time she wakes up on her and even if it's not near, the coffee will damn near wake her up with it's 'rejuvenating' scent as she calls it.Bethany blinks awake just in time to see him walk in, dressed in his robe and soft slippers on his leg. He hands her one of the mugs and sits on the edge of the bed, watching her with amusement.She accepts it gratefully, taking a sip. “Mmm. You make a mean cup of coffee,” she says sleepily, sitting up straighter as the warmth spreads through her hands, waking her fully.Arthur raises a brow. “Goo
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POVGood riddance to bad trash.The glass in front of me is already half empty, but I hold it like it’s the only thing anchoring me to the planet. My fingers tremble around the rim, knuckles pale and tight. Whiskey burns my throat as I knock the rest of it back in one go, but I barely flinch.Who flinches at a burn of alcohol after seeing a dead body’s flinching in death? Its nothing compared to one another, simply fleeting and yet stays with you… When you see the eyes of a dead person closing for the last time.Or the last blink? The last sigh? The last finger twitch? Exhilarating to see and alcohol seems to be the closes thing to feeling that lovely twinge in your back again.The bartender’s eyes flick toward me from the end of the counter.He's used to me now. I’ve been coming here every other night, ordering the same thing, pretty expensive whiskey, no ice, no chaser, the perfect feeling it gives me gives me no other choice but to drink it raw.I don’t need comfort.I need focus an
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After they drive away from the police station, the long ride to Daisy’s house is a bit quiet, unlike the previous night. Not heavy at all like the last time, but quiet enough to let the silence settle between them without awkwardness.Its just sad in there.A woman lost her husband to justice, rightfully, a daughter said bye to her father and family has to watch it all happen while he pays his respects, sort of.And now the date of the hearing is just a few days away… Must be hard.Daisy steps out of the vehicle with Quinn by her side just as Arthur pulls into the driveway. They both help one another when they get off from the car, and Bethany is the first to step out from the front. Quinn breaks into a small whimper and manages a small, hurtful smile towards Bethany.Not because Bethany is the one who hurt her but because Beth has been there all along and now there is no reason to hide emotions from her anymore.“I’m really glad you came with us,” Daisy says softly, walking up beside
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Mason shrugs off his lab coat with a sigh, the fatigue of the last surgery still clinging to his shoulders. He tosses the coat over the back of a chair and loosens the top button of his scrub shirt before sinking into his desk chair. An open file rests on the desk, the patient's file for the next surgery in two hours. He flips it open and scans the notes, but his mind isn't fully in it yet. He is really exhausted, he has had three consecutive surgeries today and this file belongs to the last before he calls it a day.Sighing, he opens the file and begins to read and take note of surgical procedures.The door opens without a knock.Chara steps in like she owns the place, dressed in her black-on-black security uniform that hugs her frame a little too well for Mason to ignore. Boots, cargo pants, tight-fit tee, the faintest glint of her belt buckle catching the light. She raises an eyebrow, arms folded, lips pursed like she knows exactly the kind of distraction she is.Like the kind of
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The bus goes on its way along the cracked asphalt, its huge tires just as wide as the same look on John’s face when he comes to the realization.John sits hunched in his seat, his handcuffed wrists resting on his lap. He stares out the window, but the view feels more like a movie he’s watching from behind the barricaded glass of the bus, people walking, shops opening, the world moving on without him. He won’t be a part of it for a very long time, and maybe even never again.Then it hits him.A sleek, black Audi R8 glides past the bus, shiny, unsuspecting and beautiful. For a moment, it’s like the world slows down. The car catches the light just right, a sharp glint bouncing off its chrome details.His stomach twists.That car. The exact same model he had seen drive into the parking lot outside Sienna’s building the day she died, just as he drove off, a bit wary of the black-black dressed driver.He lurches forward, startling the officer seated a few feet away. “Officer! Please, I need
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The sun was barely up in the sky when Arthur pulled into the lot outside the station. The sky was overcast, painted with streaks of gray, as if the clouds themselves knew what kind of day it was going to be...Other than that, it looked like a really gloomy day.No one said a word as the car slowed to a stop outside the police station.Quinn was the first to move, opening the door and stepping out, her face pale but unreadable. Daisy followed, then Bethany, and finally Arthur, locking the car behind them. They walked together, a tight line of four, but it didn’t feel united, not with everything that hung in the air.Daisy had woken up to the phone call from Marsh saying that John would be transported from the holding cell at the police station to the penitentiary where he would stay until his trial ends, that will decide whether he’ll continue to stay there or otherwise.Detective Marsh was already waiting at the entrance, his hands shoved into the pockets of his coat. He gave a small
