Cardin I am very angry right now and I want to release it on someone but I don't know who. So I decided to swing by the warehouse to see Vivian. On my way, the tech guy called me, so I picked whilst driving. "What do you have for me Max?" I asked, going straight to the point "The trackers are ready sir but we have a little problem" his tiny voice whispered the last part as if scared of what my reaction would be. "If you were close to me right now Max, I would have smacked you for not going straight to the point. If you have a problem, spill it so we can both get on with our lives" He cleared his throat "uhmmm... Sir... Instead of five thousand trackers, I have four thousand nine hundred and ninety eight" I hate it when I work with slackers. "What happened to the remaining two trackers Max? I gave you this work for almost a month and you are yet to deliver the accurate number? Do I need to remind you what I do to people who fail me?" I asked calmly. For those who know me or rather
Lucy I am too tired to listen to Cardin and Ashley argue about me. Walking straight to the toilet, I washed my face and stared at my refection in the mirror.I'm finally going crazy Splashing more water to my face, I thought about what I saw last night. I would have sworn I saw Vivian, but she's dead, saw her lying on her own blood. Even Cardin confirmed that she's dead. But after I woke up from that nightmare last, I saw her standing very close to my window, I remember blinking rapidly to make sure she was really standing there but I still saw her there. I stood up from my bed with every intention of approaching her but the duvet tangled on my leg making me fall flat on my face. When I raised my face from the floor, I was once again alone in my room. Shaking my head to get rid of the crazy memory, I walked out of the bathroom. Staying in this room is definitely going to make me go crazy, so I picked up my sneakers, and entered the indoor gym. I climbed the tread mill and started o
Cardin Baron called me few minutes ago, telling me that for the past one hour, Lucy has not been herself. She has been muttering things under her breath and shaking as if she caught a cold. I instructed him to bring her home as well as the CCTV recording from the club.Checking the time once again, my impatient self couldn't sit at a place again, knowing that something is hunting Lucy. I opened my front door and stepped outside. I sat down on the last step, ignoring the questioning and confused gaze from my security men. My ass itched and my fist clenched when I didn't see any sign of Baron's car. Fuck that... I'm going to get her myself. I stood up and made a move down the stairs but stopped when I finally saw Baron's car. I rushed down the stairs and opened the passenger door even before he killed the engine. Sitting on the passenger seat is a very quiet Lucy who is staring into an empty space. I tapped her whilst calling her name softly just to get her attention off whatever she
Cardin cont'dHer grin widened "finally... I've waited for a very long time for this moment" Baron who is as confused as I am eyed her skeptically "Emily is dead! Who the fuck are you?" That statement made her frown "Emily is supposed to be dead because her father decided to give her a painful death" she turned to me "why don't you have a seat brother; we have a lot of things to talk about" I turned to see who is offering me a seat, my eyes widened when I saw that clown... What's that his name again_ Jasper_ he avoided my gaze as he dropped the seat. I clenched my fist to avoid charging at him but I guess Baron doesn't give a shit about control because he rushed him and tightened his hand round the clown's throat, ready to squeeze the life out of him. It took five hefty vampires to drag him away from Jasper. "Don't blame the poor boy Baron, he was just trying to protect his little girl" Emily told him just as a little girl was released. The little girl ran straight to Jasper's wai
Three years later Lucy The sound of my alarm woke me up from sleep, lazily stretching my hand; I hurled it across the room, letting it smash loudly. Draping my hand over my eyes, I groaned loudly feeling upset over the fact that it is morning already. Sitting up, I stared at the pitiable pieces of the alarm clock on the floor. I guess I'll be purchasing the tenth alarm clock this month. Pulling the duvet away from my body, I got up to prepare for today's business. An hour and thirty minutes later, I stood inside my liquor shop, singing along with Celine Don's music playing in the background as I stocked the new liquor. Thinking back to how I started this shop. Three years ago, I woke up in Los Angeles, not remembering who I am or where I come from. I found out that my name is Lucy through my passport and other documents that I found on the table inside the strange house that I woke up in. I also found out that the house is mine through the house document which I also found with my
Baron I watched her look out through her window into the dark nights, looking for the unknown which is me. Call me creepy or anything you'll like to call me, but after what happened to Cardin, I've been left with the responsibility of taking care of her, to make sure that she is really okay and to make sure that her past is yet to catch up with her. After we lost most of our men in the hands of Emily, Cardin's dead but alive sister. Emily used to be my favorite as a little girl but right now as an adult, she's my worst enemy. Growing up, I've always been taught that my main purpose in life is to keep the Cardin alive as his beta. But right now, I've added hunting down Emily to the list. Watching the lonely and confused woman walk out of sight, I wished that things didn't turn out the way it did. I have always hoped that things will work out between them because I could practically feel the chemistry flowing through them but Emily had to booze in and spoil everything, pushing Cardin'
Lucy Pouring coffee into my cup, I heard someone curse from the hallway. Smiling to myself, I shook myself at my secretary's inability to hold alcohol despite the fact that she works in a liquor store. Her loud footsteps sounded just above me and I waited her arrival, keeping my ears open for more curses. "Fuck! Lucy... How the fuck do you look okay after that drink last night? I feel like someone hit my head on the dash board" Walking straight to the coffee machine, she poured some coffee for herself. Dropping my cup on the table, I didn't bother correcting her that she was the one who did all the drinking. She kept stealing my drink until I got tired and refused to order another one. "How are you feeling Jane?" I asked, knowing very well that she feels like shit, judging from the nest on her head, plus her puffy and red eyes. Raising her brows, she peered at me from the rim of her cup "I just told you how I'm feeling, why are you asking me again? Or are you just mocking me?" Sha
Cardin Even with the sun rising, all I see is darkness, despite the two persons who assumes I'm pardonable towards their short coming, but little do they know, that I let them go only because they know how to humble themselves and ask for mercy. I derive joy when people fall at my feet to ask for mercy, I feed off their fear, I feed off their willingness to live but recently, I am not satisfied with the people who know me. I do not want people only in the confinement of my building to fear me, I want the whole of New York to fear me, I want them to tremble at the mention of my name, I want them to fall at my feet and beg for mercy any time I walk pass them. I want the whole world to fall to their faces at the mention of my name. I want to ignite fear in the life of all and for that to happen, I'll have to leave the confinement of this room. My name alone will bring that flimsy creature out of her hiding place. The approaching footstep snapped my attention to the door; I stood still,