The light in the room was turned on when she left, there was nothing but a big bed at the side of the room. A glass table, the wardrobe, and that was all. The room felt empty the entire house and his heart was empty as well. He was the man he was, Wesley Enzo. He was standing by the mirror with his phone in his hand. He didn’t want her to see his sacred body covered in scars, he looks disgusted in it. He won’t know what to say when she asked him about the scars. They were both after one thing. Revenge. He took the robe from the bed and covered himself. There was someone he’s to call, she must’ve been there already. “It’s time.”He took the cigarette and lit them. Taking the bottle of vodka, pouring them into the glass. He walked to the bed with the phone in his ears. “...what, I wasn’t expecting a call from you. Besides, you didn’t come to the party. I didn’t even want to see your face.”“You’re a psycho.” He sips from the glass and leaned on the bed, with his back on the headr
“Wesley. I’m here!” His voice echoes over the house, his house was always so quiet that you might thought not even a soul lived there. “If it’s not Moscow I wonder who the mogul would be...brother!” Moscow chuckled and watched him coming down from the stairs with his robes on. He dropped the brief case he held on the bed. “Seems you’d a rough night. C’mon.” He spread out his hands for a warm hug, Wesley came down and gave him a side hug. “You came so early.” He sat down, taking a glass of juice that was on the table. “I was anxious to see you. You wanted me to leave tenderloin right way. Here I’m anyway.” He took the glass Wesley stretched out to him and sat down beside him. “When did you get back?”“Yesterday. It’s so quiet in here.” He exhaled, his back resting on the chair. “It’s has always been.” He poured out some juice for himself.“Your heart too, still empty?”“You wanna filled them?” Wesley spread out his hands, so he could hug him but Moscow pushed the hands away with
“Look at the mirror Eve, you’re pretty like your momma.” The older woman fixed the mirror properly so she could see her small little self. She was eight years old then and was pulled up and made her sit on the chair. And this same particular time, getting to the time of her birthday. “You would look so beautiful in the dress I picked out for your birthday. It’s a blue dress and it’s gonna match your eyes.” She brushed her long golden brown hair with a pink brush. With a broad smile across her face. “Mother knows best they say...” She giggles, staring at herself in the mirror. “I can’t wait for my present mother,” “You would be surprised, your father is planning on showing you the blue diamond. Our heirloom.” “Seriously Mother! Isn’t it supposed to be a surprise?” She turned and her blue eyes sparked with excitement. Mrs. Montana cupped her small face in her hands. “You always wanted to know why you and your brother have blue eyes. It’s what makes us Montana, a sacred thing that
Dust turned and grabbed the plank, he had a plain face and faced the man who spoke. Wesley stared back at him with a darker gaze. “How did you get in here?” He looked around, his guards had stepped backward and formed a circle with him and Wesley. “How? With this.” He waved the gun in front of Dust. He laughed taking his gaze to Eve. “You sent her to me! Fuck. She was your wife all along. I should’ve had fun with her. I was such a fool.” “A big fool.” He blew the tip of the gun and smirked. “I fell into your trap didn’t I?” He took a step backward and tightened his grip on the plank. It would be useless to fight it with a gun. He searched the back of his pants, damn! He didn’t take it out with him. But he always had them in his pocket. “Looking for this?”“How the fuck did you get my gun?” “Who is smarter now Dust? Who the fuck is the king!” He growled, with veins prodding out of his neck. Dust looked around his men, they looked too frightened to fight with Wesley. He’d to mak
Wesley stared at her, why does his heartache for her? Why couldn’t he stop thinking of her seeing her hurt breaks him.“Revenge. That’s what I’m after too.” He wasn’t going to say it to her. There was no lie when he said he felt something for her the first time he saw her, he didn’t know what was it. If it was her pain that attracted him or lust or he fell. He couldn’t describe what pulled her to him but whatever that was, he was gonna keep her to himself. He was ready to give his all to her if it means she would get a happy ending but not him. “C’mon Let’s go home.” He took her back into his arm, taking her to the car. The night was darker and the voice of the cricket was a bit louder than it had been. There was no star that night. The sky was dark as if it was gonna pour soon. She found out that this night Wesley was more powerful than any one of those men she met at the party. How the guards all obeyed what he said and he left without a scratch, how his aura spoke before he sa
Wesley stepped aside with his hands folded, he watched her creep out of the shadow which he knew she had been hiding. “Where have you been?” “I had to use the restroom urgently.” She smiled nervously and took the stand beside him. “You made such a nice meal, I’d to call you so you could have a taste of what you made. I would feel bad if I ate everything and my dear wife hasn’t eaten.” He touched the side of her cheek for a few seconds which lifted in a broad smile. He took the fork from the table and gave it to her. Eve smiled at him, was he treating her this way, like she was truly his wife? She couldn’t help but blush at his gesture and how he stared at her so sweetly. Damn, she was getting butterflies. “Take a bite.” He urged her. Eve nodded and took a bite from it and spat it out immediately after it touched her tongue. “Eat it, you’re gonna eat all of that.” “How I’m gonna eat that.” She pouted, the smiles he was giving her were all an act. He wanted her to eat the food s
Wesley looked up at the computer screen, The Montana’s which had the headings of what he was staring at. “...they encounter an awful night before the day of the exhibition. On Christmas Eve, Mr, Montana Edward committed suicide on the day of his daughter’s birthday.” He read again, it didn’t say he was killed but suicide. Why was the truth hidden? He scrolls downwards, what happened to the family then?“Mrs. Linda Montana went into hiding after the younger child went missing and the rest of the family was never seen after they lost all their artifacts and heirloom.” He shut the computer, it all said they went bankrupt after Mr. Edward committed suicide. There was nothing about what Eve talked about, someone must have played a game. He raked his fingers into his hair. This was messing with him. Her mother was the one missing, her brother Simon was dead, and same was her father killed by the same people. There was one person he had to find. Dino. Who was he working for since he wa
“Go get dressed, there is a cloth on your bed. We’ll be leaving once I’m done eating.” He stood up from the dining and wiped his mouth. Walked away from her. “Why did I have to ask that, I shouldn’t have.” Her eyes were on his receding figures taking the stairs. She slide into the black gown, which fitted her perfectly hugging her figure, her hair was brushed and her looks were plain. She took the lip gloss and applied a little of it on her lips. She was ready to leave. “Let’s go...”Jacky knocked at her door. She was expecting Wesley to come but it wasn’t him. She walked out of the house with Jacky, he was already in the car but his gaze wasn’t on her but on his phone she wonders what was so important that he couldn’t glance at her and was giving her cold shoulders. “Drive.” “Yes sir.” She was beside him but he didn’t budge, say a word or compliment her dress. He acted like there was no one right beside him. “Wesley,” She tried to say a word with her pleading eyes. “I’m sor
“Her water broke, so we were at the hospital.” Wesley panicked over the phone. He had been pacing in front of the room she was taken in. He didn’t know how long it was gonna be. “Calm down, I’m gonna be there soon,” Vero replied over the phone. “I’m trying to, I just can’t. It’s been hours in there.” His hands went over to the wall and placed them on it. He didn’t know how long but he knew he had been outside the door long enough.“You just have to calm down and everything would be fine.” How could he calm down when he could hear her painful grunts from the room? “I’ll be there soon. Don’t worry it takes a lot of time since it’s her first. I had a similar experience when I had you.” She was trying to soothe him but none of that was working. He couldn’t get away from the anxiety he was feeling. “I’ll be waiting.” He wished he won’t have to do with the sound. He ruffled his hair and kept his phone back in his pocket. He faced the wall again and then moved over to have his seat. H
He smiled at her and placed the ring tenderly on her finger. She stared at it, with a smile on her face. He got up on his knees, the light went out again, and the candlelight was lit and that surrounding her was the symbol of love which she didn’t know was in there at first. She couldn’t hold back the tears, she let them slide down her face. He held her face close and kissed her on the lips. His hands were over her waist as he held her close to him. Her hand was wrapped around his neck. He spun her around with a smile spread across his face. He couldn’t ask for more than this. “I love you, honey, I love you so much.”He placed her down on her feet, and smiled broadly, he couldn’t express how much happiness he felt, this was the life he never thought he was gonna have. But there he was, with the woman he loved, which had got him to believe in so much that he can. “We should have some champagne, come on have a seat and let’s eat.” She wasn’t sure she would be able to place a spoo
“It’s the day we’ve been waiting for!” Parker clapped his hands as he giddy followed Wesley to the office. “Today we are launching the Gemma car yep!” Wesley chuckled at his excitement, he seems more excited than he did. “Come on everyone, we’re having a party after this!” He yelled at the workers. And they cheered him. “...and Sir is gonna pay for our dinner.” He bowed with hands stretched out to him. Wesley laughed and got into the office. Parker hurried in before he shut the door. He walked up to him and stood by his side.“I haven’t seen you this happy over the month Sir. Well, I guess...” he winked. “Did you get what I ask you to?” Wesley ignored him. “Absolutely!” He dip his hands into his pocket and brought out the small box and dropped them at the table. “It’s the perfect one for you, you trust me she’s gonna love it.” He said with a lot of confidence in his voice assured that she was gonna like it. Wesley grabbed the box and opened it and then he stared at the glitte
Wesley left with a smile on his face. It was only three days away and he was waiting for how successful it was gonna be. He twirled the car keys in his hands and walked to the car. He was getting a car, he got into the car before he took out his phone from his pocket and dropped them at the empty side after picking up the call. “Boss,” he called. “Have you got it done, what is the report?” He ignited the car and drove out of Herbert valley. “Crystal clear.” He replied almost immediately.“You did well.” He commended with a straight face. “Thank you, Boss” he could tell he was smiling with the sound of his voice. “I’ll get you out of there and make sure you don’t get caught.” He told him strictly. “Thank you, boss.” He bowed as if Wesley could see him bowed at him. “I’ll come over or if I can’t send someone to have you bailed out. And you’ll get out immediately” “Thank you, boss.” He bowed over again. Wesley ended the call, he knew he was grateful because of how his voice soun
“....you probably didn’t know because he won’t get to tell you anything about it. Every minute of his life should be taken as precious as a year. what I treated him for wasn’t just any sickness, he saw him collapse a lot of times and the blood that was out of his nostrils at most times. It’s because of the brain tumor. If you ever leave his side one day and I might not be there. Don’t forget you might not get to see him again if it deteriorated. He didn’t want to know about it and he kept it a secret from you. Because you would only get worried about. I know if you find out the truth it’s gonna hurt you but what about the times you spent with him? I loved you but then I found out your happiness wasn’t with me, I couldn’t make you as happy as he does. He has fewer years to live if the brain tumor remained as it is for now. You shouldn’t make the decision you’re gonna regret all your life because of the one mistake he made. Everyone deserved a second chance. It’s either now or ne
“...she lied to my face, she told me she wasn’t pregnant and that she got rid of it. I just heard her say she’s fucking pregnant to Moscow!” He was yelling, he was so pissed about what he had found out. He stretched out the paper to her, and she took them where she sat on the couch.“Tell me what that is?” She narrowed her gaze at the paper.“This is a twin baby.” She muttered. “She’s having twin!” He palmed his forehead and faced the wall. “She wasn’t gonna tell me about you. She was ready to leave without me finding out about them, she was ready to leave and might not be back here!” He punched the wall with his fist. “I won’t have known about them, I would never have got to see them.” He cried with his fist still on the wall. She stood up and went to him, and she stood in front of him. “...I need to get them back, I would go down on my knees if I had to.” He had done that before to her, he went on his knees but she left him still. “I don’t know what I’m gonna do to have her b
“I know you’re mad at me that I haven’t been able to pay a visit to you. I’ve been so occupied. Don’t take that as an excuse, damn I’m sorry Moscow.” Over her hands was a rose. She dropped them at his tomb.“Never in my wildest dream did I think of meeting you here, I never had the thought of it. Not once.” Her hands went over his name on the tomb with a gloomy face. “You ended up this way because of me. I owed you a lot, I never got to say I was thankful for being part of my happy memories. I valued whatever friendship we had.” Tears slide from her eye. “Yes, friendship.” She laughed with the tears coming out. “You were like the brother I looked up to, that you’re gonna protect me, you’re always gonna be there. All my beck and call You never once failed. I wanted you to be an uncle to my kids. I wanted them to meet you.” Her hands went over her stomach. “We did it. I’m a successful heiress. And I’m planning on leaving the county soon, my documents are all ready.” She stood up fro
“Sir you’ve been working for days straight without having any chance to rest or have a break, you just go out of the hospital.” Parker was learning the door, his eyes seemed tired and dull. “We don’t have any more time, we have just a week to prepare for it. In a few days we would be launching the cars, I don’t want any errors, there shouldn’t be any mistakes.” He points his pen at him. “Go back to work.” He had the pen directed to the door. “Another all-nighter?” He palmed his forehead. “I’ve got a family Sir.”“Won’t they feed, you need to work? You can choose to quit.” He flipped the pages of the file and continued working on them. Parker sighed and withdrew from the door. There was nothing he was gonna say to him that would make him change his mind about them leaving the office. Wesley looked up when he was done. And dropped his pen, he was tired but he couldn’t admit it. He had to make it work. He went to the window and stared at the working. Was he stressing them too much?
“You’re Grey?” He whispered with his eyes widened. He touched the tip of his sleeve if he wasn’t seeing a ghost or something. “It’s you.” He blurts out and fell back from the chair. Wesley stopped whistling, he got up from his chair, and went over to him when he fell. He lift him by the collar and forced him back on the chair. His body shuddered vigorously at his touch. “How are you alive?” “Someone saved me.” The one friend he would never forget. He placed a hand over his chair. Staring into his eyes. “How did you become Wesley, how did you...?” His voice quaked. “I was surprised too how it happened but I was burning with hatred to have you down on your knees in front of me. Not as Wesley but as Grey. Don’t worry about the cops they won’t come to get you soon. You still have a lot of time with me.” He smirked and let go of his hands that were on his chair. Just today he was gonna live as Grey Hansford, the poor boy from San Francisco. Tonight he would be the pushover Grey tha