"What is it, Uncle?" Louis inquired with despair and hope in his tone.Mr. Tony leaned forward, his eyes gleaming with a solution. "I can give a loan to Enzo instead of an investment, and in that way, Sera's medical bills are covered, and his company will still get the financial benefit it needs.""Uncle, Enzo won't accept," Louis replied at his wit's end. He heaved a sigh, looked down, and his shoulders slumped in defeat.Then he resumed, lying on the floor, with tears in his eyes, threatening to burst as if water had erupted from a dam. "Please, Uncle," he begged, his voice cracked.Instant pools of compassion clouded Mr. Tony 's eyes as his face relaxed. He got up and walked over to Louis, picking him off the floor with warm, reassuring hands."Alright, alright, Louis. I've heard you. I shall sign with them," Mr. Tony told him with a note of resignation clinging to his voice. His face was a mask of knowing what he was getting himself into.Louis's face shone with the sense of
Enzo began to pace around the room as his mind was filled with thoughts. "Mr. Tony wants to hear Sera's voice first before signing the contract? Any???! he said, grumbling to himself with a frustrated tone depicted on his face.Who could have given him such an idea? Or does he know Sera's not fine? Enzo's eyes narrowed. "I think Marco is behind this, " he said, with suspicion in his voice.He wasted little time dismissing that thought. "Is Marco behind this? I don't know. With whom does he associate? People just like him-low-life scum?" Enzo laughed mockingly. "Ha., yeah, right."His face turned to ice, cold and calculating. "I don't want to spend money on Sera. After all, she's worthless." His voice was full of contempt. "And at the same time, I need this contract to elevate my company."Self-interest was dancing in Enzo's eyes as he shrugged indifferently, "Why invest in Sera's health if she is no longer useful to me?"But Mr. Tony 's condition had come to throw a wrench
"Take me to the doctor's office," Enzo said to Williams, his voice firm and resolved. Marco nodded and led Enzo to the doctor's office-the tension between them was great. They knocked on the door, and a soft voice invited them in. "Good morning," Enzo greeted Mr. Fredrick, the doctor."Good morning, Mr. Robert," the doctor replied, getting up to shake Enzo's hand. His smile was professional and affable."You can have a seat," said the doctor and pointed to the comfy chairs facing his desk. Enzo and Marco sat down."I'm here to pay Sera's bills," Enzo announced with no trace of emotion in his voice. "She can undergo the surgery."Dr. Fredrick's eyes slightly went wide, showing surprise on his face. "That's wonderful news, Mr. Enzo. Sera's condition is critical, and timely surgery is her best chance.""Given the circumstances, getting her bills paid is the way to go," added Williams, his steely eyes fixed on Robert.Enzo nodded, unreadable from his expression. "Yes, th
"What do you mean by that, doctor?" Enzo pressed, urgent in his tone. He couldn't afford to lose the contract, not now."Calm down, Mr. Enzo," insisted the doctor. "I'm afraid she isn't responding.""What do you mean, doctor?" Enzo asked, his voice escalating."It means she's dead," Doctor Frederick said bluntly."Dead.?" Enzo repeated, in a heap of shock. "Did you say Sera is dead?"It was as if a ton of bricks fell on him as the impact of the news really hit Robert. His business, his contract-all depended on Sera's recovery.It was as if a tornado had swept through Enzo's mind; he mechanically reached for his phone. "I have to call her friend Sharon," he muttered.He dialed Sharon's number, his hands shaking slightly. After a couple of tries, Sharon finally picked up."Hello, Sharon," Enzo said with a tone of solemnity."Hey, Enzo! What's up?" Sharon responded, fully unaware of the disastrous news."I'm so sorry, Sharon, but your friend Sera just. kicked the bucket," he sai
After a few hours, Dr. Fredrick came out of the operating theater, a warm smile on his face."What is it, doctor?" Marco uttered in anticipation as he jostled his way to the doctor's side."She made it," Dr. Fredrick said, triumphing in his eyes.Williams' face brightened up with his joy: "Thank God!" he exclaimed, trembling his voice."You can now go and see her," Dr. Fredrick told him, nodding.Marco didn't waste a second. He burst into the recovery room, his heart racing at a very high speed.As he went in, he found Seralying on the bed, her eyes open, with a trace of a smile on her lips.Marco couldn't control his emotions. He hugged Seratightly, with tears running down his face."I'm so glad you're okay," he said, almost inaudibly, in a choked voice.At this moment, Sharon also burst into the room, wet with Joy. "Sera!" she exclaimed.She then ran to the bed, hugging Seraand Marco at once.The three friends held one another, basking in the warmth of Sera's recovery.Outside, the
The message was from Mr. Tony, and Enzo's heart jumped with joy. He sprang into immediate action to ensure everything was set for the meeting."Mr. Tony immediately went inside, instructing his workers to ensure that the conference room was spotless," Enzo thought as he dialed his cleaners number."Theophilus, the conference room must be clean. Today, Mr. Tony is coming to sign the contract."Theophilus nodded and immediately got down to work.Enzoretired to his office, where he drafted the documents he needed for signing. He collected the papers and went to the printer to photocopy each document.While the printer did its work, his mind drifted away, getting the contract to what it would entail: his business scaling to greater heights.After collecting all the documents, he was told that Mr. Tony had arrived and was in the conference room.He took a deep breath and composed himself before walking into the conference room with confidence."Afternoon, investors," Enzo said to the peop
"and Mr. Stanley was so palpable it seemed to shrink the hospital corridor.Sera didn't blink once from Mr. Stanley's face as her eyes clouded with gratitude and determination.Behind, Marco couldn't hold from twisting a smile. "Serves you right," he muttered to himself, wagging his head.Mr. Tony now turned to Sera with a reassuring and soft look."Sera, my dear, I am not judging you," he said, "since everybody has somewhat of an ugly past. Never feel low about that.”Mr. Enzo's voice sent tears welling up in Sera's eyes as he continued."Your presentation was good, and I want you to keep it up, okay?"Teary-eyed, Seranodded. "Okay, sir," she whispered.Sera became overcome with emotion and latched onto Mr. Tony, hugging him tightly.Enzo's face turned dark as his plans unraveled before his eyes."Can I offer you employment in my company?" Mr. Tony asked with the most genuine of tones.What he meant was, "You can be my personal assistant."Sera's eyes widened in surprise as she st
"I have to get going," Mr Tony said, glancing at his watch. "This has been quite the long day."The others all nodded in a yes manner as they all hailed their goodbyes to Sera , who had just been dismissed that day.Marco and Sharon gave Sera a smiling encounter and left for their destination.Sera walked with Enzo to his car, and the air was just thick with tension between them.He drove home and remained silent, looking at the road.Sera tried to break the silence “Enzo, thanks for."But the grimace on Enzo's face silenced her.They reached home, and Enzo stepped out of the car, still not saying a word.Sera followed behind him, feeling uneasy.The steps up to the living room were sounded out in the stark silence.Sera hovered around, not knowing what to do.Enzo sank into the couch, his gaze set blankly ahead.The silence between them just grew, and grew heavier.She moved closer, setting herself down beside him."Enzo, what's wrong?" she asked softly.Enzo did not turn his
James looked concerned and full of empathy. "Please explain more, I'm getting confused," he said in the most soft and encouraging way possible. "I'm here to listen to you, Marco."Taking a deep breath, Marco was choking on emotional words as he began, "I come from a middle-class family," he said in very measured and slow tones. "Because we could afford basic life needs, but luxury wasn't for us."James nodded as Marco continued to speak. "I lost my mom while she was giving birth," he said in a voice cracking with emotion. "And exactly a year later, I landed in England to pursue my final education."Marco had said that, and James could feel the pain and also vulnerability on his face. "I met a girl on Twitter," he added, with a small smile on his lips. "And eventually, we fell in love. She was so nice.”James's gaze was fixed upon Marco, his eyes glued to the latter's face as he awaited the continuation. "She was my first love," Marco reminisced. "I thought she was the one."Marco took
Marco trudged toward his office, with heavy feet burdened by emotionally heavy thoughts, he thought with great sadness about why such a streak of bad luck in relationships should always be his lot. The mind picking question echoed like a haunting refrain, clashing against Marco's spirit. Not this time with Sera; it was surely supposed to be different. But now, standing here at the door to his office, with his hand hesitating on the handle, he felt once more with terrible force the stab of betrayal. Marco locked the door behind him. The sound of the mechanism clicking into place felt like a disavowal that marked off his reality of isolation. His eyes filled with the familiar contours of his office, yet his consciousness was fixed far away. He was shackled in a raging sea of thoughts concerning the meaning of what he had just seen.A knock on the door, Kpom kpom; silence broke, but Marco did not heed it, He was too initiated in his own fantasies. He walked from one end of the room t
Enzo and Sera were naked, Enzo fucking her so hard it looked as if their bodies were twisted into one. Sera was being penetrated by Enzo while he slaps her ass with his hands gripping her hips. Marco stood there, completely bewildered, almost unable to process the view before him. His jaw dropped , his eyes popping out in shock.Marco stood there with a crimson face, great rage in his eyes and his fist tightly clenched, as if all anguish in the world was wringing them out of his soul. He could’nt take it any longer. The drama before his eyes paralyzed him. He resolutely closed the door behind him, the soft click reverberating in the stifled silence, then turned and walked away with heart-laden steps.Mrs. Isolde's voice picked up where silence left off. "Have you seen him?" she asked with concern. "What was wrong...?" The question trails off as she realizes the silence; there is no reply. Marco seemed too immersed in his turbulence to even hear it.In place of Marco's response came
It was like honey, sweet and soothing, when Sera said, "I don't want to eat." Enzo's hand still gripped the spoon and hovered before his mouth, eyes still tracing hers, raking over her lovely features in search of some hint.Enzo's mind wandered, whispering under the breath that her behavior showed a greater need within her growing desire. And so, tension was in the air. In a low husky voice, he asked, "What do you want to eat?" His voice was only a distraction; it was mostly a distraction for the question that burned within him.Sera's gaze floated downwards, searching for the hidden answers to Enzo's questions upon the surface of the tiled floor.Mischief danced in Sera's eyes as she slowly turned toward Enzo, an innocent smile plastered on her face, causing his heart to race with anticipation as he leaned in closer. In a sultry voice, Enzo whispered, "What about now? I take you into the bedroom, hold your waist in my hands, slide your panties off, and fuck you so hard until all yo
Enzo's walk into the backyard took a long time in coming, for now, his feet were running down to a place where nothing would ever be the same. As he turned the corner, Enzo's sight landed on Sera, tied to a tree, her delicate body tortured with ropes; a near-mocking semblance of a killer beast. His heart stopped, every breath in his throat, his eyes glutted with the view. "No, this cannot be happening to my baby," he whispered to himself, the breath of his words just, and with that he ran toward Sera, his legs moving as fast as they could.Enzo thought that time was crawling as he trotted toward Sera; his eyes remained glued to the girl in her fragile form, worrying him sick. He could easily perceive the fear within her eyes, tears drenched down her cheeks, even the way she bucked with all her strength in a desperate attempt to free herself from the bonds that held her.The fingers of Enzo shook with both fury and apprehension viewing him as he moved to untie Sera, so gentle and pain
"Sera …." Marco shouted, his voice sprawling in that desolate space, but before it would spread further, Mr Tony sprang into action, covering Williams' mouth with his hand, right in the fraction of a second, as if expecting this danger that might be hiding behind every shadow."Do you know her?" Jessica asked in a weak voice with a very minute pitch, as if her experiences had drained her of all energies.Enzo's eyes softened, his lips curling into a soft smile, the seams of his features glowing bright with expression, as in low and measured tones, he replied, "Yes, I do know her; she is my girlfriend," the words tumbling into view amidst a mixture of affection and longing.His words were colored with pride and underlined just how deep the feeling was, but immediately was Mr Tony's rejoinder, his tone laced with skepticism: "I have never heard Sera say you guys are in a relationship," he said, his words hanging in the air, a challenge.Enzo's smile flickered for a moment; the defens
"I just heard the cry of someone," Jude whispered in a low, urgent voice to Enzo and Williams; wide-eyed and full of concern, as the faint sound seemed to reverberate deep within his chest."Let's trace the cry," Marco suggested, his voice barely above a whisper. His words hung in the air like a fragile thread as the trio nodded as one, their hearts pounding in anticipation.They moved with sluggish deliberateness, their tracing of the faint sound through the deserted warehouse; their footsteps echoed off the walls-the only sound that broke the oppressive silence.The cry grew louder, more desperate, leading them upstairs to the uncompleted second story-a labyrinth of exposed beams and dusty concrete that seemed to stretch on forever.They ascended to the top, just about bouncily, soft-hopping to avoid making much noise, their senses at height when they reached the top, where the outline of something shrouded in a black cloth met their gaze."What's this?" asked Tony, his finger point
He immediately sent one of his men, Timothy, to get the GPS from the office. His tone was high and commanding, showing how critical the situation was and how little time they had to act."Timothy, hurry up," said Marshall, looking right into his eyes to drive the point home of how serious the matter before them was and how little time there was to act."A'right, sir," Timothy said, firm and sure, without a quiver, as he immediately snatched up his keys and raced out the door to accomplish what he had to do in the most timely manner possible.Williams, Enzo, Tony, and Marshall were then left sitting anxiously waiting for the return of Timothy while consumed by thoughts of Sera and the search-each person lost in his own thoughts and fears about the outcome of such.Every passing minute felt like an eternity, each being taken further into a different endless void of uncertainty, unanswered questions, and anxiety that deepened the cut.The strong silence was filled with anticipation and
"Good morning," said Marshall and the rest, all smiles, their faces beaming with optimism and reassurance-a look that was quite soothing to Enzo's frayed nerves."Good morning," returned Enzowith appreciation in his tone as he welcomed the team into the house, hoping their skills finally gave him the answers he had so longed for over the disappearance of Sera ."It appears you have just woken up," interpreted Williams, brow furrowed with concern, eyes doing a scrutiny of Enzo's worn countenance."Yeah, your call woke me up," Enzo said, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, still trying to shake off the remnants of a restless night."Ah, so sorry, sir," Marco apologized, looking contrite, his voice full of empathy.Enzo waved his hand in a dismissive manner, a gesture indicating appreciation for Williams' concern."No need to apologize, Marco," Enzosaid."We need to get started, and I'm glad you're here to help us find Sera ."Enzo's eyes did a sweep of the room, locking eyes with Marsha