I had been thinking too much about the circumstances, about why he did what he did or even thinking about his reasons behind his behavior. His actions were but he had just explained himself so what else could he possibly want to convince me about?, I was thinking too much and I was overthinking everything.“Yes” he answered with a smile“okay” I responded smiling back at him“about the proposal my parents gave you, I know I might be one of reasons you do not want to accept it and I want tit to know I was the one who proposed it first, I was married to you so I know you, I see how passionate you were about the industry and I believe that you are the perfect person for the job. I am not just saying this because I know I am in death row but because I believe it!” I was shocked, I mean it never crossed my mind that he was the one behind it allI was confusedbut I trusted what he was telling me and I wasn’t sure if I could ever forget those feelings I have for him but I did not care, even
Lyla was convinced the procedure had gone well and Kate had probably put her phone on silent but still she could not get rid of this gut feeling like something was wrong, normally she ppwould have headed back home as she was very tired and gone to see Kate the next day but she just felt like she needed to be certain Kate was okay and so she took a taxi and headed towards Kate’s home. Lyla walked towards the entrance of Kate’s home and could not help but feel uneasy, the door was open but it was not wide ajar, it was just opened as a crack which only made Lyla have an odd feeling in her gut, she approached the door and pushed it gently as it slowly opened “Kate!” She called our, probably she had slept and forgotten to lock her door properly but that was unlike her “Kate are you there?” She called a little louder as she walked into the house, the ground was a mess, her bag laid carelessly to one side as it contents were scattered all around “Kate!” She called again this time with
The night was dark and stormy as Detective Sarah Parker made her way to the crime scene.She had been on the force for over ten years and had seen her fair share of gruesome murders, but this one was different.This one felt personal. The victims were the prominent family of the estate, The Howards. Who, especially their only teenage daughter, had been nothing but a sweetheart to everyone in that estate.She wondered who would have held a grudge so bad, to do this to a family who were as perfect as they could be.As she arrived at the scene, she was greeted by the flashing lights of police cars and the buzz of the officers on the scene."What do we have here, Jameson?" Sarah asked her colleague as she approached the yellow crime scene tape."I don't even know where to begin, Detective Sarah," Jameson replied, shaking his head. "It's a mess in there."Sarah took a deep breath and ducked under the tape, making her way towards the mansion.As she entered, she was met with the sight of a
You Hazel sat up in her hospital bed, focusing her gaze on the flower pot which sat by the window sill. She let a small smile play on her lips, as she knew it was from no one else but her boyfriend, Jones.Only him knew her love for white tulips and what it meant to her.“Hey, beautiful.” Hazel moved her gaze to the doorpost, where a young handsome man, with cut short auburn hair, and dreamy eyes, she had always loved his dreamy eyes, she loved how glassy it got when his gaze was focused on her, his thin lips which always got her off the edge, the same lips which had a lazy smile crooked on it, as he pushed himself from the doorpost and slowly made his way to her.He placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, as he came by her bedside. “How are you feeling?”“Fine. Better than yesterday I think.” She said with a small smile, as he took a seat right beside her bedside. “Didn’t know you came back to town.” She said, training her gaze on her twenty year old boyfriend since high school, as the
I’m great. Just great. Now, do you want to explain to me why you were so late?” Emma asked, crossing her arms across her chest.“Sorry,” Iris apologized, rubbing the back of her neck sheepishly. “I got caught up in something.”“Yeah, right.” Emma scoffed. “Let's get you prepared for your date,” Emma said as she got to her feet and to Iris’s wardrobe.“We’re just going to dinner,” Iris scoffed, shaking her head at the effort her friend stress over her.Emma ignored her and pulled on a black dress gown and handed it over to Iris.“This seems like the only decent dress goen you own. Never seen a girl's closet as that of a guy. All filled with sweatpants and shirts.” Emma said, rolling her eyes at her friend’s lack of feminine dresses.The fabric hung down loosely in all the right areas on Iris, while still giving it a classy look. The gown reached her ankles, along with the slit, which ran to her mid-thigh.It was sleeveless with thin straps. The front of the fabric was decorated with ti
Hazel felt hot tears run down her face as she watched both her parents' coffins get lowered into the dug earth.Her throat constricted painfully, while she tried to choke back the sobs. She adjusted the dark shades on her face, which complemented the black flowing gown she had on, hiding her already red and puffy eyes behind the shades.“I'm so sorry for your loss, Ms. Hazel.” Detective Sarah said as she came to stand beside her, handing over a kerchief to her. “We'll do our best to catch whoever did this, and put them away for good.” She said with a determined look on her face.“Thank you so much.” Hazel sniffed, fiddling with the long sleeve of her black dress, as her eyes were still trained on the open grave.Her body shook with sobs.The detective gave her shoulder a quick reassuring squeeze before leaving her alone again.Hazel wiped at her nose with the sleeve of her dress, sniffing and hiccuping. She took several deep breaths to try and calm herself.“Hey, baby,” Jones said, dr
“Oh, my God.” Both Jones and the detective whirled their heads to the entrance, to see Hazel standing there, with tears streaming down her eyes. “Fuck!” Jones exclaimed as he made his way towards her, “Babe, it's not what you think, I can explain.” He said rushing after her, as she ran back from where she came from The first thing Hazel felt was the pain at the back of her head. That's all there is at first. It starts to throb and burn, and then it becomes more of a constant like someone is repeatedly pounding on the inside of her skull with a hammer, as she stared wide eye to the lawyer who had just read her father's will. She could feel the sweat gathering at the base of her spine, despite the extremely airy room, and it was making it harder for her to breathe. Her hands shook, and the shaking became uncontrollable. Jones quickly covered her hands with it, she looked up at him, giving him a grateful nod. Her eyes flickered back to the lawyer’s, who looked slightly uncomfortabl
“Not going to say anything? Or you miss me already?” Landon said with a smirk, knowing the person on the other side still wouldn't see it.“What's the update?” Came the curt response.“Always so serious.” Landon rolled his eyes. “I got her hair.” He responded.“When will it arrive?”“I'll be coming down with her tomorrow.” He lowered his tone on seeing Iris stir on the bed. “I need to go now. See you soon.” The line clicked dead.Landon pocketed the phone and placed her tablet back on the nightstand.He turned back to the bed, where Iris was still sound asleep, unaware, of the conversation they had just had.With a deep sigh, he crawled back on the bed, wrapping an arm around her, holding her tight in place. Just as she started stirring in her sleep again, he placed a small kiss on the crown of her head, and closed his eyes, falling to sleep too.***Iris let her sunshades down, as her feet landed on the tarmac, taking a deep lungful of air, as her eyes shut close. A refreshing breeze
Let me ask you a question, do you think the police do no know about me?” I asked her a rhetorical one as I turned to look at her and saw she got my point, I continued upstairs while she followed “Do you think Odessa is the first woman I have kidnapped? Don’t you think there have been more? And if that is the case would you not think there have been people who have reported and me to the police?” “There are a total of 6 bed rooms in this house, 4 are all upstairs with conjoining restrooms and even their own seating room while just two are down stairs” I said as I showed her every single room, but I was convinced her mind was not at my house tour rather it was on what I had said last. “So about what I was saying last, if there are people like that who suspected me and believe I was behind the disappearance of their love one that would beg the question why haven’t the authorities done anything about it right? And even more where are all those who believe I was behind it? where are
Lucas drove carefully as he followed Aryan’s vehicle, he did not need to as he already knew the way to his home but knowing Aryan he might not be taking them to his house, maybe one of his numerous properties, he could not Imagine Aryan carrying Blair to his real home if he does not intend to kill her afterwards “You know you should be really careful how you accept invitations in the future” he said to Blair who was sitting at the passengers seat and awfully quiet. “Yea? Why?” She asked stubbornly “You know if it were just anyone and not you that there is a big chance you might die today? Do you know that?” Blair gave a skeptical laugh “And you think he would just get away with murdering someone? Who does he think he is?” She asked as she was getting upset. It was obvious she did not know the power and influence Aryan has “You really don’t know how powerful he is?” He asked rhetorically “Just don’t upset him please. That’s all I ask because if you do I am not certain I
“You! Where are you taking her to!” She suddenly turned to face Aryan as she attacked, this was exactly what I feared, exactly what I knew should happen“Blair! Please stop, not now!” I scolded her “But that is actually a great question!” Aryan said and I was forced to turn in my seat and look up at him, this could only be a joke right!? He was supporting her attack on him?Why!?“How are you feeling Odessa?” Lucas asked after he nodded to Aryan and Dave. It looked like he was trying to lighten the mood and remind every party that this was about me. “I feel better thank you” I said with a smile, he seems to be quite nice and polite to me, unlike Dave who always seem to act like I was the origin to all his problems. I was also sure Luca was not directly related to Aryan and his evil dealings. From what I heard they are friends, Lucas could be why you would call Aryan personal doctor and Lucas has nothing to do with the deaths Aryan was involve with, I felt safe allowing him employ
Today is The day I was officially declared fit and healthy to go back home. Today I was been discharged and though it meant I was okay, I did not feel fine at all because of the worry I could not eliminate. I felt like something really bad would happen today between Aryan and Blair. Aryan was the first to arrive as he was told earlier this morning that they would keep me for a last checkup just to be sure that I am fine, and the checkup would last until noon. He walked into my room pushing a wheelchair with him and Dave followed closely behind, it was obvious they both came from the office and I could see the wheelchair was new. “Hello princess” Aryan said gleefully as he greeted me, it almost seemed as if he was the one been discharged today instead of me, he looked genuinely happy. “Aryan that is unnecessary, I am capable of walking on my own” I said to him as he arranged the chair close to my bed and came for me. That was not entirely true, yes I could walk no doubt but I ha
Odessa saw Aryan was just as he imagined. very handsome and though he knew she did not feel anything for him he still could not help but admire his beauty from afar. In the dream she reached out to touch his shoulder, only to find that there was no skin on it. His breath caught at the thought of such a thing. Her long flowing hair was dark with streaks of green interspersed among them and her eyes were large, brown, innocent looking pools filled with kindness and concern. When she looked back at him a small smile came over her face“I am sorry” she said and turned away from him, “I have been told you are a bad man, and I don’t want that kind of life”He tried to reach out again, but his hands phased through her“No” the girl said, and her voice seemed to resonate inside of his head, causing him pain, she sounded like a song, like a sweet voice singing a sweet melody, he wanted to know more about her “you are a bad man who has hurt other people and I will always be worried about what y
If you killed him I swear...” “You will what!?” He shot back at me cutting me off as he came even closer, I leaned back further into the ground in fear“I really do not see what you all see in him, he is a common rouge, a gangster” “And you are a serial killer” I had no idea why I was attacking him, I knew antagonizing him was wrong but I could not help myself, I knew he had done something to Aryan and I felt like hitting him or somethingHe laughed dryly to my accusation “Aryan have killed more people than I have or ever will, he has started gang wars and wiped out entire families and bloodlines for his own selfish reason and you call me the bad guy?” He scuffed “You are really like her! Always defending him and indulging him”I had a feeling he was talking about their mother“What did you do to Aryan!?” I demanded, I know I was going to die irrespective and did not care about my tone. “He is fine but the tail he put on you, now that is a different story but about Aryan don’t wo
The last few weeks have gone smoothly, Blair had even found them a home and they both have visited it, Odessa loved the place as the space was enough for them both to live in, so without a second thought she bought the place, they then decided to decorate it to suit their needs and so the employed an interior decorator to suit that need while they waited. After extensive remodeling the interior decorator finally called that she was done and that this weekend they both intend to move in. meanwhile Elliott was executed, the day it happened Vivian cried out her eyes and even passed out and because of that I had to move in with them and Blair followed to keep me company, I kept her company and tired to lighten her mood, if took a while but gradually it got improved, even more so I accepted to be their CEO on the clause that if I believe it was not fit for me I would quit which they both agreed, Vivian was happy I accepted the role and both Vivian and Andrew showed me the ropes. With ti
Aryan ended his call as he looked shocked and angry all at once after just reviving the call. Dave looked at him from the rear view mirror “Is everything sir!?” He asked as he noticed the scowl on Aryans face, he knows Aryan do well and can tell when he is angry“We are being attacked” Aryan said simply but Dave knew exactly what he was taking about, infact he fear this might happen and he knew what caused this “What!” He asked in shock, still shocked they had the nerve to outrightly attack Aryan, everyone the the underworld knew he was ruthless especially to those who undermines his authority, provided you know your place Aryan was always willing to allow you do your business despite being an enemy but cross him and he would not just kill you but wipe out your entire generation and name, that was how he operated, he was known as the Legacy destroyer and so if you are willing to defy him you should be okay with not just kissing your life but those who bear your name and blood. “T
“Your stories had loads of loopholes and as much as I tried sweeping it under the carpet, it just kept staring into my face. The night of the murder, Jones was at your place, and left after the murder took place, helping you make it seem like it was a break-in attack.” the detective pointed out, bringing out her phone from her pocket.“That was the CCTV footage that showed Jones leaving your place at exactly 11:05 pm, on his bike after the murder, a few minutes to when the police made their way here.” The footage showed a dark figure on a motorbike driving out of the compound.“Impressive, you're not so dumb after all,” Hazel said with a dark chuckle. “Please carry on.”“Our investigations led us to the fact that Mr. Harold isn't your real father Hazel.” The detective deadpanned, watching Hazel's eyes go widened in large saucers.“Oh please, don't act like you weren't aware.” The detective rolled her eyes.“You discovered this at one of your drunken mother's sprut, where she mistakenl