The both of them were now settled on the chairs around the island, their faces displaying the painful thoughts flying in their minds.Anna stared hard at the night scenery outside the kitchen window and her father kept his gaze on the marbled top.A sigh escaped Anna whose brain could not help but recall the part where her father confirmed the situation around her sister's death."I don't get one thing," she broke the silence and her father raised his head. "Why did this cop decide to let us know the truth now? Why didn't he do that a year ago when we were all searching for the truth? "" H-he recently lost his child. Perhaps he understands how much it hurts to lose one's child, he couldn't hold himself back when he met your mother by chance."" So, what is going to happen now? Who do we meet with this new information which we cannot prove? " Anna's shoulders danced at intervals as she asked her question."What do you mean?" Her father reached for her hands which were idle at that mome
As her alarm blared, Anna woke up to a strange feeling against her cheeks. Rising from her strange position, it occurred to her that she had slept off while chewing on her loveable junk meal from the previous night. Her eyes heavy with sleep, Anna was about to contemplate resuming her slumber despite the mess on her bed, but she was reminded of the message she received from the man she was planning to drag down. The message had to mean two things. He either loves sending random messages instead of being direct with his attempt to check up on her or he has actually found out who she is. Darcy Hendrick's sister. The sister to the girl who was murdered in his company a year ago. The girl who everyone thinks committed suicide. Anna could not begin to imagine how things would be in the office that day if the message had the latter meaning. But that didn't mean she wasn't going to go to the office. He made it a must anyway. Grudgingly, she got off her bed, got rid of the crumbs on the
As Drake Blunt lifted his head, he immediately wished he hadn't changed his position. As an instant response, his hands gripped the sides of his chair, his eyes blinked with fright as he read through the bold letters on his screen. 'DRAKE BLUNT: THE SON THAT MURDERED HIS MOTHER.' His calmness was thrown out of the window, and Drake got up as he began to find it hard to breathe all of a sudden. The topic about his mother was one he didn't like to revisit. But clearly, someone was using that topic against him and it was being used knowingly. Images flashed through his head as his eyes strained further at the screen and he was taken back ten years when his mother died in a way he didn't wish to remember at all. "Okay," he said through his thick breathing. "Drake calm down. It wasn't your fault. You are not at fault," he admonished himself as he took receding steps towards the chair he just got up from. "It was never your fault," he said again, this time, his voice was a whisper. Bu
Perplexity still running through her entire veins, Anna tried to push the man's lips away but somehow, he misread her and within a quick second, his hand was gripping the back of her head, not so hard, but firm enough to ensure he got to have a proper feel of her lips. Her hands on his chest as she tried to budge out of his surprisingly unyielding hold, Anna found herself undergoing a torturous tour in her head. Her sister's image came into her mind the moment his lips began to explore hers and as the kiss continued, she kept seeing a particular scene play over and over again. A scene where her sister couldn't stop gushing about a man she liked. Someone from her workplace. Without igniting it, hatred fueled her and she became more determined to break away from the kiss which was now turning intense even though it was one person doing the entire work. When her pushes did nothing, Anna resorted to an option that made the man yelp. Sucking on his lower lip which she had instantly bit
It was hard for her. It was hard to pretend she didn't see the message on her sister's phone. The image was already glued in her mind, there was no escape. Thus, thoughts kept flying in. They flew in before she slept the previous night. And after waking up from a barely satisfactory sleep, the thoughts continued. She was presently in the elevator, on the way to her office and the unusual addition to the elevator ride didn't sway her. All she knew was that she could hear a particular tune playing around her thoughts which were still trying to analyze her discovery. If she were to think based on what was in the text, her sister, Darcy, died trying to protect Drake Blunt. Anna scoffed. It was quite ironic. She died trying to protect the man but the man failed to protect her image. He found it so easy to tag her as a suicidal individual. At that instant, her anger towards the man increased tenfold. But her curiosity increased too. The quest for revenge has revealed and confirmed s
“What are you doing here?” Drake asked with certain disgust in his voice as he had his seat far away from the last person he wished to see at that very moment. Amelia wore a bigger smirk and she defied his attempt by walking even closer, her hands making sure to lean on the desk so that she was exposing part of her breasts in the man’s direction. Drake almost scoffed loudly. She really must think he was still into her. “I would have never guessed I would walk in on Drake Blunt making out with an employee. Whatever happened to your principles?” “What on earth are you doing here Amelia? The last time I checked, you broke up with me and I made sure to tell you never to meet me again.” Amelia clicked her tongue. “Are you still upset about that? I-” “If you have nothing to do in particular, please leave, I am a busy man.” “Do you like her?” Amelia ignored his words. “I hope you don’t. It will be quite sad if you decide to date someone less prettier than me.” Drake sighed hard. “Did
Just when Anna wondered what to do with the gruesome liquid in her hold, the elevator made its usual pinging sound and with a slight tilt of her head, Alex came into view, eyes filled with happiness. But all that delight disappeared when he saw what Anna held in her hands. “What is that?” he asked cautiously. “Blood,” she responded without filtering her words. “It arrived some seconds ago.” “Who sent it? The Bikers gang?” Anna wore a small frown. How on earth was she supposed to know that? But she gave him a response regardless. “Someone who wants to kill Drake Blunt. They left a note.” Alex hastened his steps so he was closer to Anna. After snatching the note, he read the contents out. “You can’t escape death D.” Then, like he was reminiscing about old memories, Alex’s eyes hit the ceiling, confusion written all over his face. Watching him carefully, Anna crossed her arms and asked, “Who do you think it is from?” “One of the company’s enemy, that’s the only answer I can give y
Drake Blunt was already wondering what was taking Sarah Hopkins so long when a small knock on his door snapped him out of his thoughts. Adjusting his shirt as he reasoned the person knocking would be Anna coming in to announce the arrival of his guest, Drake made sure to assume a comfortable yet sexy angle as he relaxed into his chair.“Drake.” The side of his lips dropped to his annoyance as Sarah strutted into his office. “ I am so glad you called me, I have missed you so-”“Where is Miss Hendrick?” Drake found himself asking.“Who?” The woman frowned as she walked closer.“My secretary was meant to come up and inform me of your arrival before letting you in.”“Oh.” A small smile that aroused Drake’s curiosity appeared on Sarah’s thin, well glossed lips. “I am pretty sure she is busy with some things. Anyway, I am so glad you called me. I was wondering if we
“So…” Anna started the conversation as Drake seemed to find it hard. “Alex and Damon, uh? Who would have thought that they were working together?” “I am really sorry about everything, Anna,” Drake replied with a solemn voice, his eyes skillfully avoiding contact with hers. “Does that mean that Alex was aware of how and why my sister died?” Anna asked, ignoring his apology. There were things that needed to be discussed before apologies could take place. “I- I don’t know.” Drake had a little frown on his forehead as he stared ahead. “The details of everything that happened in the past weeks are still vague. I might know why Alex wanted the company, but there are still many questions I want to ask that remain unanswered.” “I guess you still want answers. As for me, I am tired of living in the past. I want to move forward with my life. I have gotten what I wanted- people know the truth about my sister’s death, so I have nothing more to do with IC. Inc.”
Drake wondered if he should have accepted the walking cane from the doctor when he offered it. As he stepped out of the passenger seat while he told the driver to wait at the entrance, he felt a small pull in his limbs that almost made him lose his steps.But he caught himself immediately and steadied his feet.Drake took another look at the mansion and he was reminded of Alex instantly.A few years after his mother's death, Alex joined them in that very building and he made staying in that damned place bearable.He got a brother and a friend in that man.But it seemed their friendship had no choice but to be tainted. Actually, it carried a stain from the start if indeed, his grandfather did the things Alex said he did.That was why he was walking into the huge building at that moment. He needed the full story, he needed someone to tell him what could have gone so wrong that a son had to lose his father to death.
Anna didn't know why, but she smiled as her eyes landed on the burial site of her mother and sister. The last time she had gone there, she had been shot and her mind was in a chaotic state, she had no idea where she was heading to at that point. But, in the midst of all that self-inflicted confusion, she had finally gotten what she wanted. The truth. She was able to find out the person that pushed her sister to her death. According to her initial plans, she had hoped to ruin IC. Inc as well, but it seemed Alex and the Windsworths got that covered. Just that their plans failed. Anna was glad it failed anyway, it would have been terrible if Drake had to suffer such a fate after everything he had gone through. After the cops took over the situation that had been so close to taking a deadly turn, journalists stormed her house. Somehow, they had gotten a tip to go there. Between the news of Drake's false sonship and the al
As he stared into his friend’s calm eyes, Drake shivered withthe fear that had earlier departed him. He felt his palms itch and, at the same time, he felt sweat form on his forehead. As he looked away he instantly felt suffocated and strangely, he wanted to turn to look at Anna’s face. He wanted to take a look at someone who he knew was still on his side. Someone that is yet to betray him. But he couldn’t move. Alex’s grip felt murderous, he just had to stay still. Mr. Windsworthwas the first to break the ice. “I don’t think I have tabled our requests yet, Mr. Drake Blunt.” His smile was wide and victorious, Drake had to wonder what could have made Alex to team up with such a man. “What requests?” he decided to maintain the false calm his face had. Drake decided to rough that situation till it would become advantageous for him. “You want my company? Why? You are not entitled to it, Mr. Windsworth. Neither is your daughter.”
Anna sniffled as she watched the deep brown liquid drizzle into her white mug while her trembling hand held the kettle. Her mind seemed to be far away from what she was doing but she was quick enough to prevent the coffee from overflowing.Biting into her lower lip as she set the kettle aside, Anna wondered if her father would be coming home that day. His disappointed look earlier was yet to be erased as well as Drake’s look of disbelief and hurt.As her palm felt the heat of the mug, she heard a knock on the door.Anna lifted her head and started to walk towards the living room. She didn’t bother to check the door because she was not interested in seeing anyone at that moment. Besides, she wasn’t expecting anyone, it would be useless to waste good energy by walking to the door.Now relaxed into the couch that faced the TV, Anna began to think about the next thing to do with her life. Her original plan had been successfully disrupted. Th
Though bewilderedbeyond her imagination, Anna was quick to determine that Drake wasn’t just going to walk out of the door. She needed to make him know that he was accusing the wrong person.So, she snapped out of it and raced towards the man who was already opening the door on the driver’s side. The door slammed quite loudly as Anna positioned herself in front of him, her stance really defensive.The man sighed, an indication that he really didn’t want to see her at that point.“Drake…”“Leave, Anna.”She spread her arms to prevent his assess to the car door. “I did not do it.”“How do you expect me to believe you? Apart from Alex and my grandfather, you are the only one that knows that I am not my father’s son. Now, thanks to you, everybody in this city who has an interest in my family’s life know this fact. Thanks to you,” he pointed an accusing
It was no doubt strange.According to Alex’s source, Damon had barely spent two hours in the prison yard when someone allegedly attacked him, stabbing him to death. This person’s identity, when checked, had no ties whatsoever to Damon or Tate, the convict that was hired by the now dead man.Clearly, something else was going on. Something fishy. But, Anna couldn’t care less.Truthfully, she hardly felt terrible about Damon’s death. But, she didn’t feel happy either. Her present feeling wasn’t something she could deduce easily, it confused her greatly.“Anna,” Drake called from behind as she reached for the door handle. Her fingers wrapped around the flat handle, her digits ready to push the door open so that she could finally rest in her father’s house. “You haven’t said a word.” Anna read caution in his voice.Exhaling hard, she turned to face him. Her eyes narrowed to wade off
She had a dream.She had been chasing a faceless man whose laughter haunted her and caused her sleeplessness. She chased the annoying man past grounds, past bloodied bridges and when she finally caught him and saw his face, she smiled.He had the face of the man who killed her sister. So, she did the same thing he did to her sibling. She dragged him to the top of a building in the dirty, rotten-looking city and while looking down at the deadly height with a smile, she made sure to beat him up.Her legs kicked, her fists punched, her head butted, until the man bled senselessly.Then, while relishing his cries for mercy, she pushed him off the building, watched him till he fell and for minutes, she laughed as his body became a part of the city’s rottenness. She laughed so hard that she began to cry.Anna’s eyes were dripping tears as she opened her eyes to the brown-like ceiling. She wondered where she was after she let a small satisfied
Anna let out a loud yawn as the night grew older. As she lifted her head from the dimly-lighted screen of her laptop, she saw that most of the men had stepped out, probably to relieve themselves or drive away sleep.Her chair swirled as she sat straight and closedthe device in front of her. Anna looked towards Drake and Alex who were still conversing over business issues that could not be handled in the day.She then decided she needed a break from the night work, and, also needed to ease herself.As soon as she got up, Drake’s attention was drawn and he got up as well, startling the man beside him.“Are you going somewhere?” he asked.Anna’s lips twitched as she wondered why he has acting like she was about to jump offa building. He certainly didn’t react that way when Josh and his men decided to step out for some air.“I-””I am coming with you,” he hurriedly said