...Lorenzo was sleeping on his bed, having a nice time when his subconscious heard a knock. He relaxed, rolling over with the pillow held to his chest. The knock came again, this time a little louder. Lorenzo hauled himself up in anger. "Who the hell is that? Who dares interrupt my sleep?" He yelled."It's Ellabelle sir," she said softly.Lorenzo stood on his feet as he went to his closet to withdraw a top. He likes sleeping topless most at time. "Come on in."The door slid open and she entered. She stopped halfway and lowered her head in respect."Good morning sir. I'm sorry for disturbing you. I just wanted to inform you that breakfast is ready. Ma'am is already waiting in the dining for your presence."Lorenzo smiled at the thought that Sophie waiting for him. He turned and gave her a single nod. "You can go. Tell her I'll be there in no time.""Yes, sir." She bowed, turned and walked away.Lorenzo removed his shorts and wrapped the towel around his waist. He walked to the bath
...Lorenzo smirked, crossing his arms, egotistically. "Rise." He said crudely. Deriving great joy in ordering him to his feet. "You're one lucky dude. If it were my old self... I would've fired you right where you stand. But as a changed man. I'll cut you some slack. I just hope you recognize me starting from this point."The security man thanked his stars and stood up, immediately. "Forgive me for my tardiness sir. Your father ordered me to escort you. Please if you'd allow me to lead the way," Ellison said in such a low, sweet tone.Lorenzo forced out a smile from his parted lips, holding up his shoulders as he followed her. They walked past many doors before she finally stopped in front of one unlocked chamber."We're here, young master. They're already waiting inside... If you'd please," she said, holding out the door for him with her head slightly facing the floor.Lorenzo followed her hand, slowly unbuttoning his dinner jacket before yanking off his sunglasses along the way
..."No offence," Webster said and continued his introductions. "Do not get me wrong. Thurlow made more progress in this organization with his connections and popularity. They've contributed to raising this organization to the level it is today. So over to them. I'd love to hear your various opinions. What do you think of my second son?" He asked.Assemblyman Flaghanan laughed at the question as he began clapping to draw everyone's attention. "Mr. Cordero. We do understand some aspects of you wanting to hand over this organization to him and I personally respect that but the real question still remains. Will he be able to do a good job? Is he even competent enough to be given such a respected, heavy title? That's what we should take into consideration before concluding. This isn't something you can just wake up and decide on your own." Flaghanan said his mind, looking away."And that's why you're all here. I didn't want to do this on my own. I want to hear your respective opinions n
. . . "I'm afraid this meeting will be adjourned. But keep in mind you all that this spectacle or whatever you'd call this that just unravelled before us didn't change my decision or the way I see my son. I still choose and will make Lorenzo the chairman of this organization and you should all find a way to live with that. As the majority shareholder that owns more than 50% of this company's outstanding shares... My mind is already made up and I hope you'd all respect that. That would be all for today." He had to find a way to convince his son all over again, he thought, running after him. "That was such a sight." The Assemblyman ridiculed, drawing back his seat as his archenemy Thurlow did the same. They were preparing to leave when the senator called them back, gesturing them to sit back down since he wasn't done. Knowing what they shared they respected him by doing so without much of a delay. Deu cleared his throat. "I'm aware I outdid you guys on your cunning scenes to bring
..."Young man. You simply can't walk out on me when I'm not done talking. Seat your ass back down." He ordered in his power-crazed tone.Lorenzo turned and shot him a cold stare. "You seem to have forgotten. I am a full-grown man and not a small boy whom you can order around and bid to obey all your commands. I can make my own decisions and that's exactly what I'm doing. I refuse to be the head of this organization. My brother will be so glad to have that position... All you have to do is say the word." Webster cut him off with a slam of his fists on the table. "You will listen to me. As your father, I know what's best for all of you. No one else is fit for that title except you. I won't give up on that. I won't give in to you or your power-hungry brother who is highly mischievous and extremely dangerous when he's provoked. How could someone like that possibly lead this firm? Atkins had done a lot of bad...," Knowing he'd spilt enough secrets out in the open, he slammed his lips s
...Deucalion was in his secret room, playing golf to burn some steam. He'd been exasperated ever since the news of the goods worth millions of his sweat and blood had sunk on its way, his thoughts had been all over the place. He'd lost both interest and capital with nothing at all to show for it. To say he was boiling inside would be an understatement since it was way more than furious.The game he thought would help wasn't helping as he yanked out his handkerchief, wiping beads of perspiration off his wrinkled face. He sighed and flung the club. Here has been his secret hangout whenever his head is crowded or if he has a private business to run without his family being aware of it. Except for his three childhood friends; Flaghanan, Thurlow and Webster whom he had worked with for the past fifteen years, no one else was authorized to come into this room.A knock came in shortly."Come on in." Deu offered the person inside in an offhanded manner. He knew who it was without even steal
...Lorenzo woke up early the next day. He was extremely excited, without knowing the reason behind it. He'd slept over it and had concluded that the only person that could possibly snap those pictures without getting caught inside this premises was the slut from last time. No other person could break into his house with this amount of security.His instincts were never wrong even when he was wasted. If he remembered it precisely he'd felt this strange aura around her. Not that it mattered anymore. He should be exasperated for being used in her game of pity but he wasn't. Why would he, when it was apparent the woman was also a victim in the deceptive scheme to ruin him, psychologically and otherwise? His image meant everything to his egotistical self.Scoffing, he shook his head, increasing the song's volume as he wrapped the towel around his waist. He hummed the music, flicking his fingers and moving his head to the rhythm of the hip-hop music.He switched on the shoulder and had
... A few days later Lorenzo was in his room. He was done bathing and was standing in the mirror trying to put on some clothes. His thoughts went off to the heart-to-heart call he had with his father a few days before. He remembered his Dad notifying him of how the thick-skinned senator put in a good word to the other executives on his behalf. Deucalion had convinced them to give him at least a chance to show his worth and zeal. The news had been baffling enough when he heard it since the man he knew would never do so. Not after taking pictures of his personal life behind his back.How despicable.Deplorable.To give him the benefit of the doubt, he might have done that to keep him in check. Who knows how his twisted mind worked?However, he came to the realisation that he'd cared less about his reasons and neither was he planning on reading his mind. But he had to say he'd been making appropriate plans since then regarding this very day. The day of his inauguration.
A FEW MONTHS LATER.Mum had been so excited with both finding out about the marriage and my pregnancy that she'd actually boarded a flight to Holland. She'd been with me ever since, helping out in every possible way she could, for this day.My girlfriend called earlier and informed me she was already on her way. I can only say she booked a morning flight. I just hope she gets here before the wedding starts.I sat down on the chair while Ellabelle did the dressing. "Now, the finishing touches. A little makeup since you're already gorgeous, ma'am." She said.I smiled as she opened the kit and brought out the cosmetics. She applied it to my face before pinning the birdcage veil on my hair. "We're done." She said and pulled me up. "Thanks." I gazed at myself through the large mirror and I loved how I looked. My hair was in multiple bubble braids. The silver earrings, heart pendant and bracelet were sparkling and the makeup added to the beauty. I stared down my bridal silk gown, designed
Second to last Episode....After everything Rohan left with Daphne. Lorenzo took me to his parked car and we hopped in. The driver honked the horn and sped off instantly. We reached home after an hour as I climbed out of the car, we linked arms and side to side we walked in.As soon as Miguel saw us, he left Ellabelle and ran to me, embracing me. "Mama.""My baby boy. I'm back now, Okay," I said, lifting him up and into my arms."Welcome ma'am, Sophie. The food is ready. Should I bring it over to your room or you'd like to have it here?" She asked.I smiled, still feeling euphoric from officially being proposed to. "You don't have to. We've already eaten at the restaurant. Thanks for looking after Miguel." I rather said."It's nothing, ma'am. It's part of my job." She said.Lorenzo kissed my cheeks. "I'll be in our room. I need to have a shower." He said and left.I gently sat down on the chair, dropped Miguel on my lap and grabbed the remote control, turning on the television. I f
...Thankfully he arrived at the restaurant before her, taking a seat at the reserved joint. After a few minutes, a sophisticated, elegant, classic-looking lady approached him. Although her eyes were covered with sunglasses he needed no one to tell him who it was. He offered her a seat and sat down next to her. Mally thanked him, crossing her legs as she yanked off the glasses, shoving them into her purse."So, What's this about?" She asked."Thanks for coming. How have you been, Mally?" He knew he had to ask. He'd felt bad after watching the news about her father's death.Mally huffed, shaking her head at the irony of the question. "You mean after you dumped me? Why? Would you have been happy if I turned out dead?!" She snapped, rolling her eyes as he said nothing. "Well, it's too bad since I'm still breathing. Is that the kind of response you expected? Of course, I'm not alright. It feels like my world has been turned upside down. But you don't have to worry. It absolutely has no
...Lorenzo had been quiet all the way back home. He horned the car and the gatekeeper opened the gate for him. He drove in and parked, climbing down, he walked inside as I raced after him, trying to keep up with his pace. I grabbed his arm in the hallway, turning him to look at my face."Are you mad at me, Enzo?" I asked.He removed my hand and wanted to leave but I held on, encircling my arms around his stomach waist and placing my head against his back. The abrupt act got him to stop."I'm sorry. Please don't get mad at me." I said softly.He slowly removed my hand and turned me to face him. "You disobeyed me, Sophie. Infront of everyone. We should have deliberated on this as a couple before you go spilling everything all on your own. You broke the contract rules and deserve discipline for doing so."I opened my mouth to talk but couldn't form any coherent words. He was right. I took the decision upon myself however, I was only trying to set things straight. "I-l apologize, Enzo
..."I shouldn't have concealed the truth from the world. I can't excuse myself for being an accomplice. We were in on it, together. I'm sorry." He repeated as if saying the mantra would bring back my deceased brother."It's hard and a lot for me to take in sir but I... l understand. You loved your son enough to forsake my father. I will try to forgive and forget that fact." I said, my voice hoarse from crying."Thank you. I truly appreciate it. I never knew you were Malton's daughter. He was a good man and my friend at heart. Do not despise him. Whatever wrong he does is not his fault. It's ours since we made him that way." Webster said, continuing."We killed your brother, scarred your father but here you are, married to my son and taking care of him. I deserve to die." He said lastly in pain. Where was I going to start? They've trusted and believed I was married to their son for a year now. I think it's time to reveal the truth. "Mum, Dad, Daphne. I have something to say. You ca
The secret behind the killing....Malton was agitated to see him give in so easily and angrily cocked the gun barrel to finish him off. He stopped abruptly as he heard a scream."Noo, Father. Please don't!!" I shouted.Malton's attention was thwarted as he turned to know who had that voice. Although the face wasn't familiar, he was strangely drawn to the woman. Lorenzo ran inside and stopped at the horrible sight. His father was just a step away from being sent to the afterlife. "It's me, father. I'm Sophie... Your daughter."Malton's eyes widened as he abruptly stepped back. He was suddenly having mixed emotions. His feelings were all over the place as he couldn't believe nor comprehend what was happening. "It can't be. The last time I spoke with Laura she informed me our daughter was sixteen, not this grown adult. And she stays with her mother in New York City." He said, disapprovingly."Father. Please listen to me. I'm Sophie Winterfield, your only daughter. I know you went th
..NEW YORK.Morning.I yawned and opened my eyes. I climbed out of bed and removed my nightie as I went to the bathroom. I turned on the shower as the water cascaded down my body. I turned it off when I was done and reentered the room. I heard my boy's voice calling to me. "Mama!""Miguel, Mummy's coming. Let me put on my clothes... Okay?" I said and went to my closet.I yanked out the blue gown and wore it instantly. I packed my hair into a tight bun and went to his cot. I lowered down and carried him in my arms. He was already a year old to be lying around in a crib although in my eyes he'd always remain a baby. One I watched grow. Just then, a knock came in. My mother walked in."Good morning, Mum." She smiled. "Come down, breakfast is served.""Okay. I'll be right there." She nodded before leaving.I dropped my son on his feet and held his tiny hands as we walked out the door. I climbed down the stairs and stopped at the dining table.I saw the food and drinks had already been
9:35 Pm.Night.So, that was how it happened. It was probably the reason why he couldn't find Malton. So those three had been friends with Sophie's father all along, then how could they betray him? He thought. Sighing, he raked his fingers through his hair. He wouldn't allow anything to befall his Dad. He will protect him. It was never Webster's fault. He battled with his mind, thinking hard about whether to tell his wife what he'd just found out. In the end, he decided it was best not to.His driver parked the car and opened the door for him. He came down and walked inside his house. He went to his room and dropped the briefcase before removing his clothes. He entered the bathroom and had a warm bath, to clear his lousy thoughts. When he went to select his robe, a knock came in. He waited till he was done. "Come in."The door opened and she stepped in. "Sir, your dinner's served." Lorenzo gazed at her and pointed at the table. "Drop it there." She did as she was told with her head
"You don't have to apologize. It's my fault. I should have told you sooner." She said in tears, wiping her eyes as she pulled me into a hug. "Don't cry anymore, my child. I can't afford to see you in tears." She eased back, wiping my teary face."Thanks, Mum. Thanks for telling me the truth.""Are you hungry? I made lunch." She said softly.I shook my head. "I'm good. I only need some rest." I said as my eyes went round my room. I saw Miguel's cot at the extreme and knew he had already gone off to sleep. My gaze fell on the present underneath the table."What's that, Mum?" I asked, curiously."This? Your stepdad was so happy when he got promoted and decided to buy you a present. Damon believed you'd surely come back for it. And you did. I've been praying for your arrival ever since." She went and brought it out, handing it over to me. "I hope you will like it."I grabbed the package, ripping it entirely off. I gasped excitedly as I saw the purple designer handbag and a sparkling brace