A glimmer of hopeCramping through the rough floor with my shoes, I took the direction she pointed to, and soon I was standing at the door of the office as described. I took a deep breath and opened the door.A young lady, probably in her late twenties, greeted me, and for once, my doubts were debunked. I had expected to see an older woman seated in the office, not a young lady."How may I be of help to you, sir?" she inquired, gesturing for me to take a seat, which I did, my eyes still fixed on her. "I want a report, or rather, a case file from seven years ago," I piped up. For the next few seconds, she stared at me intensely. I knew that look, but I wasn't giving up. "I would do anything and probably pay for it. It's as urgent as an emergency, please," I spouted."Well, sir, what you seek is not in my hands to deliver.""What do you mean?" I asked, a bit perplexed."You see, accessing old files is not my duty, and what you're asking for is impossible.""How so?""Because the owner o
Unexpected turnI wiped my eyes with the back of my hand in a split second to identify who was calling. It was clear that I wasn’t mistaken.Why would he be calling me? The last time we had an encounter, he swore never to have anything to do with my company or me again. So why was he calling this early in the morning? A mix of uncertainty and nervousness settled in my heart as I watched the call ring to an end. But he called back relentlessly, and I was left with no option but to answer, albeit hesitantly.“I know you didn’t want to pick up, based on our past rift. But I’ve got good news this time,” his voice popped up. If I hadn’t mastered his voice during the time we were business partners, I would have thought I was mistaken about who was calling. It was the CEO of CC Corporation.“All right, speak up,” I demanded hastily.“After lots of consideration and proper evaluation, I’ve decided to give your company a second chance, for old times’ sake,” he hissed. “But your presence is nee
TwistedCeline's POVIt’s been the busiest night ever. Staying up all night to work on this particular file was nothing short of a tough job. It still hurt deep down that I had to do this all alone when there were capable hands in the company that could have handled it. I chose to give myself the extra work because I was intent on not leaving any room for mistakes.No one was to be trusted at this point until all the evidence was out and the culprits identified. I tilted my head towards the table situated just to my left. The pile of files was still sitting there, glaring at me. None of them required immediate attention compared to this one. The graphic seemed a little too simple for my liking and needed improvement to add a more sophisticated touch. Glancing at my wristwatch, it was already past one, and my eyelids were growing heavy.A knock on the door made me wince. No one would be knocking at this hour unless it was Henry. And what would be keeping him awake at this time?“Come i
Not againHarry's POVSeated patiently in the car as he drove up, my heart wandered with joy. For a moment, I felt like giving up on this mission and focusing on celebrating this moment of rising hope and a great future. The grin on my face was evident and in full display.If I needed the clarity I longed for, then I should pursue it relentlessly. I figured that was the only way to keep me increasingly in anticipation of what was to be unveiled. How would it feel if I came close to the truth and cleared my doubts? That part of me longed for clarity once again as I watched the buzzing city from the car window. It felt so strong that I couldn't resist, which only left me in misery. Despite the hum from the busy city, my eyes rolled in anticipation while my heart wallowed in uncertainty. I had never been this drawn toward clarity as I was now, and the urge usually struck when I flashed back to his face repeatedly. Hope loomed in a distant hum.Soon the car halted at the mansion. I checke
What!My heart suddenly drifted to the earlier conversation with Mum that took place before my arrest. I couldn't believe I hadn't seen or heard from her after the incident that happened to me. That was unlike Mum; she never behaved in such a manner in the past, aside from the rift we had previously, which was obviously settled the last time we met.I pulled out my phone from my breast pocket to make a call, but her line wasn't connecting. Even the house line wasn't connecting either. My heart suddenly skipped. What could be the issue? I asked myself but couldn't come close to any clue that could have led to her disconnected lines. The beating of my heart intensified, as loud as a drumbeat, and I gasped."Take me to Mum's mansion, and please increase your speed," I instructed. It was a weekend, so I believed she would be home at that time if all was alright. However, I doubted that possibility. Along the drive, I clutched my hands to my chest to remain calm and remind myself that noth
HauntedJack's POV"Don't tell me to calm down! How could you think so lowly of me? Argh, Becky. I’ve loved you all along. I can admit I had a thing with her, but that was in the past," I tried to assure her, my jaw tightening. I think outside the plan, I felt something for her. That same feeling I once had for Emma before her demise."Don’t assure me of that if you can’t keep your word or prove it." A slight frown appeared on her face, which caught my attention. I reached for her cheek, my thumb gently rubbing the spot. "She’s suspecting my every move, even if she hasn’t said it outright, but I think she’s close to the truth. You know what that means for me.""Babe, don’t worry. That shouldn’t be a challenge or an issue that makes you frown," I said, smoothing her cheek with care, my gaze fixed on hers. "I can take good care of you, even without that job, so I don’t see any reason for you to worry." I assured her, lifting my other hand to hold her by the waist. The frown still linger
Becky, wake up“If you think for one second that you can use and dump me like trash, and I would sit back and watch, then man, you are joking,” she snapped, tightening her grip on the trigger.My brows furrowed as I tried to imagine what she meant by being five steps ahead of me. Its warmth lingered in my heart.“If you leave now, consider yourself lucky. I will not do any harm to you. But one more minute here, and you can consider yourself dead.”“Don’t be so quick, man. How heartless can you be to dump the mother of your son?”“H...mm, Jack, you have a son together?” Becky snapped from behind, her voice wavering. Her hands, which had been clutching my back in fear, loosened.“Babe, I can explain.”“What do you have to explain? Answer me. I thought you just had a fling with her in the past? You never told me a child was involved!” she snapped angrily. “Ahh!” Her eyes widened in disbelief. “Is he the one?”“Who?” I asked, perplexed.“The little boy, about eight or nine, I saw you with
New determinationCeline's POVI couldn't believe I was standing right there with Alloy and the group of cops that had surrounded the entire building.Was Jack really capable of doing everything he had confessed to? I still couldn’t believe it, even as I stood there, clenching my fists. I felt like punching that smug face of his right now. The dread hovering in my heart intensified with every new revelation that struck me deep down. A shiver ran down my spine. I felt like I was losing control every time I remembered the bang and the cold words from Jack. I imagined she had been shot, but deep down, I prayed she was still alive.Turning to Alloy, I asked, “What’s keeping them from coming out?” They were taking too long already; every second felt like an eternity.“It’s in process. They can’t possibly escape— the place is surrounded. Just calm down,” he said.“What if someone else is hurt?” I thought to myself. I couldn’t shake off the urgency. I needed to be certain Becky was okay. I c
Moment of AgonyOnce freed, I ran as fast as I could while they pursued me. I knew the risk was higher now, but it was the least of my concerns at that moment. My heartbeat raced as I stumbled upon a door. Hurriedly, I opened it, only to find myself at the back of the suite where the cops were stationed. Just as one of the men chasing me fired a shot, the bullet struck the doorframe, creating a sharp cracking sound as I scrambled to the other side.“Drop your weapons!” the police announced. Oblivious to the ambush, the men chasing me ran straight into police custody. I heaved a sigh of relief, clutching my chest in an attempt to ease the tension building within me.“Damn, that was a freaky risk,” I muttered under my breath. I had no idea I could run as fast or as boldly as I just had. Once settled, I glanced around, only to realize something was amiss. I distinctly remembered hearing the leader give orders as I fled. He had been following me, but now he was nowhere to be seen. Somethi
A Turn for The WorstMy heart raced drastically as I lifted my head to meet his gaze. Did he already sense that I had my eyes fixed on the dark-haired guy, apparently the leader who had just walked in? I thought to myself, but then the realization hit me hard: What if he’s part of the gang? I mean, judging from his appearance.I felt my stomach churn as I finally mustered the courage to reply.“What are you doing here?” I inquired, trying to mask my unease, which was clearly written on my features.He smirked. “Looking out for you,” he replied. I felt a little relieved and then a surge of anger.“Why can't you mind your business?” I asserted.“I can't mind my business while you’re still sitting here. Besides, I kept wondering why your supposed partner is taking so long to appear. Or were you just playing a fast one on me?” he questioned, smiling sheepishly.I tried so hard to hold back my anger, which was seething beneath the surface. It was glaringly obvious that he wasn’t part of th
Dungeon Celine's POVWalking past the hallway, I gasped, holding my breath as I took in the surroundings. A tiny pang pulled at me, but then a surge of determination suddenly took hold of my being. I wasn't used to places like this, yet I snapped back to focus as I stepped into the lounge.“Ma'am, what do you need?” a waitress asked, walking toward me. I glanced around, taking in the sight of the place. It revealed a more intense environment, a mix of individuals. Some had a dreaded appearance, wearing rugged, torn jeans or disheveled suits. A few others, more decently dressed, were all engrossed in their activities and fun.I found an empty table at the other end of the hall, away from the cramped seats and the litter of bottles beneath many of the tables. “Just give me water,” I said curtly, and the waitress hurried off to fulfill my request. My heart raced wildly, but I knew I had to end all of this once and for all. The leader of this particular group controlled the other organiz
ForbiddenQuickly brushing my hands off, a cool shiver ran down my spine. In a moment of clarity, I realized what had just happened, which jolted me. I reached for her hands, tapping gently, but there was no response.“Gosh, what have I done?”I hastily pulled away from her and stroked her hair, letting my fingers trail down the side of her neck. It was instantly cold, and I jerked backward in shock. My body broke into a cold sweat despite the chills running through me. This can’t be happening. No!“Mum!” I called to her, but there was no response. My body trembled slightly. I raised her hands gently, but they dropped slowly, and that was when the true reality struck me. No! No! What have I done? I slammed my hands hard on the couch, making a reverberating noise that echoed through the entire room. Amidst my worries and misery, I still realized that I had just done something I shouldn't have.“Mum!” I called again, my eyes fixed on her face, which was still innocent, her eyes slightly
Her deathHarry's POV A surge of relief washed through me as I anticipated her call. I had sent her another gift just yesterday and hoped she had received it.Morning had already come, yet I hadn’t heard from her; not even a text. The earlier relief was gradually fading away. She was right to treat me the way she did; I had tried so hard to absorb that truth. Still, I couldn’t shake off the urge to go see Mum. She had given me false information about Dad’s death, but Louis had advised me to calm down before confronting her. That advice, however, had lingered long enough.It had been two days of intense worry and sorrow. Each time there was a glimmer of hope, it drowned in an ocean of grief and bitterness. I doubted if I could hold on any longer; I couldn’t heal unless I sorted things out quickly. I pulled my phone out of my breast pocket and hesitated for a moment before typing a text to Celine.Countless texts had been sent over the past few days, yet none received a reply. Still, I
Another Battle?My heart wandered to what Sharon had said earlier, and I couldn't shake off the urgency I felt to meet her. She sounded too serious, and whatever important information she had to disclose, I knew it was related to the past. As much as I never wanted to revisit my past, I still needed to know what it was all about.I had the urge to call Evelyn, but I restrained myself. There was no need to burden her with my issues anymore. I tried to grasp sleep throughout the night as I awaited the morning, but all my efforts proved futile, and I was already giving up in frustration.I reached my hand to the head of the bed where my podcast device was. I tapped to play the popular music streaming on it, tuning it to a lower key and pitch before slumping back onto the bed. I carefully freed my mind from all worries, and soon, the music synced with my heart. Slowly, I closed my eyes, and soon, I drifted off to sleep.*****Sitting in this popular resort at the far-right end of the larg
Intriguing SuspenseCeline’s POVMy heart shattered even more as I watched his reactions and flimsy flirting excuses, which he thought would win me over. I felt like I was losing it. He had taken something precious from me in the past, and as if that wasn’t enough, he still had to hide it from me; an act I despised so much.“I never want to see you near us again,” I cursed, looking intensely at his derailed expression, masked with even greater pain and hurt.“Please, for the…”“Just go,” Henry cut in, and he swallowed hard. I hated seeing my son angry, just as much as I felt the pain of a reopened wound. If my mum were alive, I wouldn’t have gone through the torment I endured. I doubted I would have faced the ridicule and humiliation his singular action caused me. Glaring at him, still crouched on the floor, I felt like strangling the life out of him for taking what was so precious and priceless to me, yet I tried so hard to restrain the urge.“Why are you still pleading? Take your di
BrokenHarry's POVI felt a shiver run down my spine the moment she pointed to the diary on the floor. My heart skipped a beat; or thousands. I distinctly remembered tucking the diary into the shelves, so how did it end up here, on the floor in this room?"How did you get that?" I asked, the perplexed look on my face betraying my confusion.She scoffed, shooting me a deadly stare that set my entire body aflame. "You still have the nerve to ask that? Isn't it your handwriting on it? You're just so pathetic," Evelyn spat, and I winced."Just get out of here this minute!" Celine barked, and my heart sank even more. Her pained expression and the tears on her cheeks tugged at something inside me. I tried to reach for her, but Evelyn slapped my hand away, rolling her eyes derisively."Never try that again," she snapped. Celine said nothing, her head buried in her hands, her face a picture of intense disdain.I crouched low, dropping to my knees. "Please, I'm so sorry for whatever you saw in
ExposedCeline's POV“Get the things ready and well arranged in the car while I quickly change into something perfect,” I instructed the new driver who had just started working.“Alright, ma,” he responded, turning to leave as I headed towards the staircase.“Ahh, girl, I’m so happy for you!” Evelyn chimed in from the door, hobbling towards me with a smile plastered all over her face.“Please calm down. You know you don’t need to walk fast in your condition. Slow and steady,” I teased, and she scoffed.“So, I shouldn’t walk fast anymore? Where is it written?” she snapped.“In your antenatal instructions, of course.”“No, you could have just called me a little child that should crawl instead.” She finally reached me.“You aren’t dressed yet.”“Yeah, but I’m going upstairs to get dressed now. Aren’t you coming over to help me with buttoning up?” I asked.“You should have just taken me along with you. It’s obvious you were actually waiting for me, pretending not to care,” she teased, com