“What an adventure!” Aziel sighs. “We came all the way from New York to run into an underworld anti-drug civic group.” The men bend over to take a deep breath. “We're rather lucky that the drug lord got emotional. I don't want to think about how this would have turned out differently. Now let's get Kenjal to the hospital quickly to treat his wound. It looks bad," Andre reacts emotionally.
Kenjal dismisses his suggestion.
“Put some ice on it and it's okay. The bleeding will last for several days but there is nothing the doctor can do about it," he says. Aziel and the captain also look at his battered face. “Let's go anyway just to be sure. You never know if something is broken, don't take any chances, man," says the captain. He calls the taxi center and within minutes a yellow cab is in front of them.
“What do we do with the car? We need transport and now that Kenjal's is gone we have to look for other
“Oohhh My Lord! This turned out to be a good day after all. We now have a stronger lead, maybe we don't even have to go to that Clif who could get us in trouble anyway," says Andre. “We can easily find out the details of this boat online now that we have the name. Michel, the captain must know how to proceed”.Aziel immediately wants to go back to the boat.“No, we really need to rest. We didn't sleep all night," Kenjal complains. "I am so exhausted. The massage also tired me out.” Andre gives him a friendly pat on the back. “We can do that in the boat. Let's get our stuff from the hotel and then cancel the booking.” Half an hour later, the men leave for the yacht with their luggage. Michel is surprised to see them. “Wouldn't you rest first?” he asks.They give him an update on what they found out in the massage parlor. While they are storing their belongings in a cabin, Michel examines the deta
Andre's POVKenjal and I walk hand in hand to the tourist party on the beach. We handed our barge over to a serviceman to tie it up somewhere orderly. Scanning my eyes through the party, I too would like to see Loraine again. I wonder if she recognizes me, we have lived together on the island for years. But if that Danner drugged her, I shouldn't expect much. I'm even curious if she’ll recognize Aziel right away if her love is so strong as to give her subconscious the upper hand.I sigh deeply. Kenjal knows who to look out for, I've shown him numerous photos of Loraine. Her black head and gray eyes are unmistakable. Her silver eyes are her best feature, they draw you in to get to know her. These were the ones that also got me the day I first saw her during the sightseeing tour in Barbados. “Kenjal, do you see her yet? Don't forget that especially those gray eyes will grab your attention," I remind him for the umpteenth time. He grins, luckil
Now that we have the information about their whereabouts, we don't have to rush to meet them. We have to get back to the boat, I don't want to phone Aziel about our progress. Like most tourists who take pictures everywhere, I give Kenjal my mobile. “Take a picture of me with a nice background”, I tell him. I stand up and take a pose. Kenjal doesn't need much to understand what the point is.He holds up my device, directing me so that Loraine can also be seen in the background. Then he zooms in to get a clearer picture of her. I'm sure Aziel will go crazy when he sees her now, the blond head looks great on her, although I still prefer the black hair.“Fantastic”, he exclaims, I know what he means by that. Loraine is probably perfect in focus. He gives me back my mobile and together we walk back, the same route we came. We completely ignore the couple at the table, just not to raise suspicion. I can't wait until I'm on the yacht now, I want to s
I felt his eyes burn into my back.His face was hidden under the hoodie, but before I turned around, I was able to look into his bright blue eyes. Sadness, I recognized in it and the sharp lines in his face reinforced the image of a not really happy man. But his aura was strong, his presence was clearly felt in the elevator. When we got out, I tried to look back, but Danner quickly grabbed my hand and impatiently pulled me to our room. This jealous possessiveness of his has been bothering me for a while, I hardly have time for myself, to take a relaxing breath. He is always around me, watching over me and cutting off all contact I have with others. I'm starting to get tired of it now.Tonight, I insist that we go to the entertainment center where there will be a famous live band. I need to be among other people, not fleetingly as Danner always organizes. I want to talk to people, interact with more than only Danner. We've been in Costa Rica for two weeks,
Eight weeks, two days, twenty hours was the last time I saw her.The most beautiful woman in the universe, the masterpiece from God's hands. She looks me straight in the eye, I wait for a sign of recognition. It’s not there, but I still see a glimpse of admiration in her eyes. And to me, that’s positive, a step in the right direction. If she's attracted to me, I can use that as a start to deepen our relationship further, just as I planned. But then that Danner comes in front of her, breaking the magic. That idiot!Time for the next step.“Andre, how do we distract Danner that I can talk to her for at least ten minutes? In any case, she has responded positively when she saw me," I whisper enthusiastically. “Let's just wait and see, the night has just begun and they arrived not long ago. They will not leave any time soon, there will definitely come an opportunity when we can distract him," Andre said. Indeed, I must be careful not to
Loraine runs out of the hotel room furiously.Tired of his possessiveness, she ended up with a violent altercation with Danner. It feels like if he is holding her captive, she has no friends besides him and he also refuses to buy her a telephone on which she can at least make contact with the rest of the world.Danner was furious because she was untraceable for nearly an hour during the show. He wanted a detailed report of where she had gone and who she had spoken to. She had flatly refused to tell him that, pointing out that she has a right to privacy since she’s an adult. She also demanded that he give her financial freedom so that she wouldn't have to ask him for money every time she wanted to buy something.But Danner refused and again came up with the outdated excuse. He kept telling her that she was sick and things would be better when she completely healed. Repeatedly she asked him why they don't just live in a house in a city but just
Loraine rushes to pat Aziel on his back.When he catches his breath, she looks at him strangely. “Hey, how do you know Danner isn't the right guy?” she asks him. Aziel waves it off. “No, I went by what you said. You said yourself that something tells you that he is the wrong face you are looking at," he explains. “I have learned to follow my gut. That is often the most reliable, it is your inner self that never suffers from amnesia”.Loraine's eyes widen. "Wouldn't he really be my betrothed?" she says, startled and looks at Aziel bewildered. “But then my husband would have been looking for me long ago. We've been together for over two months and no one has even recognized me yet," she muses.Aziel's heart is beating like a mad man. He doubts whether this is the right time to tell Loraine everything. But then he thinks he has nothing to convince her but his love. He decides to stick to his plan to draw her in emot
The three men have just returned from dinner at the hotel and are relaxed in bed, all busy on their phones. Suddenly they hear an urgent knock at the door, all shoot up in a sitting position and stare in the direction from which the sound is coming.Andre walks to the door and when he opens it Loraine storms in and throws herself on Aziel, crying. Andre shuts the door and leans his back against it as he watches the scene. “Aziel, I'm so tired of this. Why can't I talk to anyone, make friends?” she sobs into his chest. "I feel so lonely, Danner doesn't want to give me the freedom to go out on my own."Aziel holds her tightly against him. “But if you're sick, isn't it better that someone is always with you? That seems safer to me," he tells her. Her sobbing calms down a bit and she turns her face up to him. “But I'm safe with you. I would like to spend more time with you. Do you want to be with me today?” she whispers to him.
Finally!Mrs. Loraine Aziel Renegade. Nice to meet you all out there.Aziel has just sworn his undying love for me in front of a hundred-strong crowd here in the Protestant congregation. Before the God we serve, he promised to always be there for me in good and bad times, share all my sorrows and joys, and never again hide his struggles from me.Yes, we've had a rough time.We both went through a deep hell, but God had mercy on us, we are resurrected and have overcome. And today we start a new episode in life. I’m Mrs. Renegade, the title I aspired to, dreamed of for a long time. And today it has all become a reality. I am the lawful wife of that wonderful, gorgeous man I saw standing by the pulpit waiting for me, who pulled me tenderly by the hand beside him. I love him, have told him so many times. There's only one secret left to share with him, and I'll do it tonight.We are now walking into our reception, Kaylah has organize
When we are inside the room, we indeed see Aziel lying on the bed. It's like he hasn't bathed or shaved in days. He lies there snoring like a sailor.Damian grabs him by the shoulders. “Aziel, Oooh My God! No, man, no!” he exclaims. He gently shakes Aziel until he opens one eye. He looks at Damian blankly and closes his eyes again. “Aziel, we're here, you can't sleep any longer, wake up!” Damian insists. And another eye opens. A hand goes up slowly. “Damian? Aren't you a dream?” he asks hoarsely.I quickly get a glass of water and give it to Damian. He puts it against Aziel's lips. “Drink something, it will make your throat feel less coarse”, he encourages the obviously absent-minded Aziel. There's a sip and another. I go to the other side of the bed and help Aziel sit up straight. “What have you done to yourself? Why didn't you come to me like you always do, Aziel? Running away from problems doesn't solve t
Fellogan's Rolls Royce now comes into view. Little can be recognized of the expensive car, it is a total wreck. Obviously, he flew into the guardrail lost control of the wheel. The paramedics are quick to respond, as is the fire brigade. Because emergency workers are running to the spot, there is little to see of the accident for a few seconds on tv. Until the journalist on-site announces that they have managed to get Fellogan out of the vehicle and he is still alive.“Yes, the assholes in this world have seven lives,” Archer curses. We see Fellogan being transported to the helicopter on a stretcher. His face is bloodied, his head is supported with a clamp. It's clear he's in a lot of pain, but he's holding his ground.We drive on. "Let's hope this doesn't become another obstacle in our friends' relationship," Damian sighs. “Those setbacks always follow each other. What the two need is peace, in their relationship, in their life.”
“Man, this is bad. How did we lose sight of them? This was inevitable, Aziel simply succumbed”, Damian sighs. “We should have been alert when they arrived. Ever since the funeral, we should have forced him into therapy.”We look at each other with guilt.“These two clearly belong together. And that Fellogan also pulled some tricks, which certainly didn't work well on their relationship. Why do I feel like that idiot did it all on purpose?” Archer grinned. “I never liked him. A cheater can never have high morale.”We're going at high speed, the speed cameras have already caught us a few times. But that's for later concern. Virginia is our target and we want to get there as soon as possible. “Archer, turn on the television. I want to see what the media has made of Loraine's case," I ask him. He zips some channels until we do see breaking news. The reporter tries to get the medical staff to talk an
What follows is total chaos.Somehow the press learned that Loraine would be transported by ambulance and amassed outside the house within minutes. Fortunately, her garage is covered, allowing the ambulance to be ushered in and cut off from the outside world. This way we can protect her privacy as much as possible.Meanwhile, Damian and Kenjal have arrived.Kaylah and I ride in the ambulance with Loraine while the others follow with their own transport. The paparazzi follow behind us, it's a madhouse. “Kaylah, would we rather not have transported her per helicopter services? This is crazy!” I ask distraught. The paramedics gave Loraine first aid and placed her under anesthesia. She's pretty weak, she's been on the bed for days, the nurse said. I hit myself on the forehead, why didn't I act sooner? I never thought Aziel would leave, I thought he had the situation firmly in hand. Not so.“We'll handle this, don’t worry.
Andre's POVBoth Loraine and Aziel are out of reach.Their phones are off, they haven't been seen in the workplace for days. Lorrich also asks about his parents, I can't give him an appropriate answer why they haven't called him these days.This is a bizarre situation. In any case, they would have told me if they were leaving the country, even if it was on a business trip. Nor have this couple ever neglected Lorrich, even now that he lives with me. Since we arrived in New York, the two have been struggling with serious relationship issues, and Loraine got her memory back. Attempts by me to mediate failed hopelessly, Aziel could not vent his heart towards me. And as it turns out, not with Loraine either. This won't end well, I can feel it coming at my toes.I have avoided alarming our other friends about what’s happening these days. I know how emotional Kaylah reacts to everything Loraine regards, Rick and Kenjal are Aziel's buddies. No
I have been very restless all day.Yes, I am sexually frustrated, Aziel has been sleeping next to me for days without touching me. But that's not my biggest problem.Aziel is not only physically inaccessible to me but also mentally. He shuts me out completely, when I want to lean against his chest as usual, he turns away from me, when I reach out my hand to touch him, he keeps himself out of my reach.Mentally I'm broken too. What is certain is that we cannot continue like this, we have to solve tense between us ourselves. We can't live without each other, breaking up is not the answer to our problems.Dordrich is to blame, I swear!Very finely, he set up the plan to separate Aziel and me. It already started right at my return at the airport by completely ignoring Aziel. He clearly had a hand in the screenplay set up there. And the news items where I'm in his company are broadcast longer and more often from an angle where we seem to b
Aziel's POVI meant what I said that night.The debacle of my children, the rape, the kidnapping of Loraine and everything that happened after that could have been prevented if I had been more alert. It's all my fault, period!And that Fellogan keeps peddling it in the press, he’s on a mission. I hardly dared to look Loraine in the eye for the past few weeks at home. She noticed the change in me, I see that she suffers a lot. Late at night I even hear her crying next to me in bed.After my confession, everything in the house has changed.Even Lorrich sensed it, he was having a hard time dealing with the changed atmosphere. Andre has come a few times to persuade me to discuss what is troubling me. But I'm not ready to talk about it yet, I have to come to terms with myself first.I feel Loraine's pain, but there's nothing I can do to ease it now. She's mentally too far away from me. We hardly communicate, just sitting at th
The memories return in full force when Loraine enters the house with Lorrich on her arm. She quickly falls on the couch and holds her head. The last days leading up to her amnesia, the stress of Aziel's lawsuit, distraught watching Aziel suffer from the attacks from the media, everything resurfaces.Also, the day she was lured from the hospital by the head nurse and Danner who was waiting for her in the parking lot. “Mommy, what is it?” Lorrich asks concerned when he sees her pained face. She looks at her son, she knows he is too young to understand the evil ways of adults. Aziel, who has just entered, sees Loraine's gray face. "Angel, are you feeling well? You look terrible" he asks concerned. She beckons him to sit next to her and buries her head in his chest. “Everything is back. I have my memory back, my head is pounding", she whispers.A stabbing headache begins to set in, she massages her temples in the hope that it will pass. Quickly, A