The room was pitch dark, with the only light from the moon that reflected the room. In the middle of the room, a man sat on an armchair, his hands and legs tied to the chair. His eyes were blindfolded with a black cloth. The corners of his mouth, bled uncontrollably, his face swollen. Stains of blood could be clearly seen on his white shirt. "Ah!" he cried out, as the fist fell on his stomach. Again and again, he continued to be punched, but still, he refused to utter a word. He chose to endure the pain rather than say the truth. He withered on the chair, in pain. Heavy sounds of footsteps could be heard, as a man, continued to approach. He stopped when he was a few inches away from him. "Sir, he has refused to say anything," the other man spoke as he glanced at his boss, waiting for his response. However, he chuckled. Without uttering a single word, he took a few steps forward as he continued to approach the man on the armchair. Every step he took was seemingly becoming dangerous. Wh
G&K companyEthan sat on armchair as he busied himself with work. The rustling sound of papers could be heard as he perused through the documents. After he was done going through the documents, he placed them on the table. He pinched the soft area, between his eyebrows, as he were in deep thoughts. After pondering for a while, he picked up his phone and dialed Devin's number. "Come to the office, right away," he spoke, as soon as the call went through. He stood up and walked to the window. Few minutes later Devin walked in."Sir," he respectfully called out."Has the man finally said anything?" asked Ethan, his back on him."No, sir," responded Devin."Then, keep torturing him, until he's ready to talk!" he ordered."Torturing him has proven to be of no use. No matter how much we torture him, he won't speak up. Maybe we could try another criteria," Devin suggested, waiting for his reply."Do you have anything in mind?" asked Ethan as he continued to look out the window, at the beautif
There was some sense in what the man confessed. The only person who was capable of attempting to kill her was his father. From the beginning, he disliked her so much. In fact, he would get rid of any woman he would get intimately involved with, except for Chloe. She was the only daughter-in-law, in his eyes. Knowing his father fully well, he always got what he wanted. But now? Was it going to be even at the expense of his children's happiness? No? Ethan vowed, that would never be his case. It didn't matter if he lost everything. It didn't matter if he was disowned. But his happiness mattered. He walked into the mansion fuming with anger. He almost knocked over Kelvin, who onseeing him, rushed to him. He quickly aped up the stairs, and walked into the studyroom. Old Urkel, sat on the armchair, his arms crossed to his chest, his back leaning on the chair. He seemed to have been waiting for him. "Why? Why did you try to kill her?" asked Ethan his eyes filled with contempt. Old Urkel str
LA, Airport A woman, in her twenties, disembarked from the plane. She wore a sexy, V-shaped, knee length dress, that was pink in color. On top of the dress, she wore a large trench coat, that leveled up with the dress. She matched the outfit with clear goggles. She strode out of the airport towards the Mercedes Benz that waited for her. You could hear her high-heels click-clack down the corridor. Rao stepped out of the car and walked towards her. He picked up the luggage she was holding in her hands and helped her place it at the back of the car. He immediately opened the back door for her and held it waiting for her to get in. He looked at her with an amiable smile on his face. "How was your journey miss?" asked Rao, with a cap that he was currently holding at his chest politely as he bend lightly with respect. She climbed into the car and once she had sat comfortably, she responded, "The journey was great. Where is Ethan?" she asked. Rao got into the car and switched on the engine
Meanwhile, it was tea break. As the other workers took the lift and headed to the cafeteria, Aviana and Faith, hid inside her office, while they peeped through the partially opened door. "Who's that woman who entered Ethan's office?" faith whispered , while she continued to peep through the door. Aviana stood behind her while she struggled to stand on her tiptoes, so that she could see clearly, what was happening. However, Faith was too big, that she occupied the whole space. "Is she his girlfriend?" faith continued to voice out these questions, that none of them had the answers to. After a while, the door to Ethan's office was opened. Scarlet walked out of the room, and immediately they saw her, they rushed to the table, picked up what their hands could grab at that moment and pretended to be working. If anyone were to walk in on them, right now, then they would immediately know that something was definitely off, between the two . Aviana held a pen in her hands, as she sat on top of
The Lamborghini screeched to a halt in front of the luxurious five-star hotel. Ethan stepped out of the car as he majestically walked to the entrance. Aviana, on the other hand, followed behind him. At the entrance, there stood two gigantic men dressed in black. Ethan walked towards them and after exchanging a few words with them, he walked in. Aviana was about to step into the building when the two men in black stepped in front of her, blocking her way. "Who are you!" one of them roared."Um, I came with my boss!" replied Aviana, her voice sounding tense."Who's your boss!" the other roared."He's just walked in right now!" she replied as she pointed to the direction of Ethan's fading figure. The two men glanced at each other and then at Aviana. Without a single word, they grabbed her by her arms and were ready to drag her out of the hotel.Before they could drag her out, Ethan walked back to them. "What's going on here!" he asked, as soon as he saw them holding the little woman. He
"Excuse me, sir! Where is the ladies' room? I need to use the bathroom!"asked Aviana as she got ready to stand up. "Go out and ask the one posted there, they will lead you to it," he responded. Nodding, Aviana smiled and said, "I'll be right back," as she exited the room. Meanwhile, Mr Davis walked past her in the corridor as he opened the door to the booth, through which she came from. "Sorry to have kept you waiting, Mr Urkel," he apologized as soon as he walked in, while he extended his hand towards Ethan for a handshake. Ethan replied back, "Not a big deal!" as he stretched out his hand to meet his. Mr Davis took his sit opposite Ethan and spoke glancing at the table, his eyes filled with curiosity, "Having company?" Ethan glanced at the table and immediately understood where the question was coming from. "Just my personal assistant!" he responded, drily. "Can we go straight to business!" he added. "Yeah sure! So, what can I do for you, Mr Urkel?" asked Mr Davis, before he pick
"We lost them!" said Devin reporting to Ethan who sat on an armchair. Ethan grabbed the earthenware container on the table and threw it to the wall and broke it into pieces. His whole body steamed with anger. "Get out!" he roared. Devin immediately ran out of the room, in fear of what would happen next if he stayed there for a single minute. He had never seen his boss this angry. 'Something must have happened! But what could that be? Does it have to do with the woman?' he thought. "What happened in there? And why do you look like you've seen a ghost?" asked Auntie Garcia who had come out running when she heard the noise from the study room. "If you know what's good for you, don't go upstairs. The boss is extremely angry!" he replied, while panting heavily. "But why? Did something happen at the office?" she asked, still unable to understand what was going on. "I don't exactly know what happened, but he asked me to follow a specific car and when we lost a track of them, he became ex
Ethan walked into "The Intoxicated" Entertainment clubhouse, the familiar buzz of energy and laughter wash over him. He spotted Alex and James who were already seated at their usual position. “Hey, look who finally decided to show up!” Alex called out, a playful grin spreading across his face. His eyes twinkled with mischief as he leaned back in his chair, arms crossed. James, ever the composed one, merely raised an eyebrow but offered a smirk.Ethan shrugged nonchalantly, but inside, he could still feel the residual warmth of the passionate encounter he’d just had with Aviana. The slightly disheveled state of his hair and the faint trace of lipstick lingering on his collar were the only signs that might give him away, but he hoped they would go unnoticed. “Traffic,” Ethan replied coolly, sliding into his seat with an air of indifference. He could see the knowing glimmer in Alex’s eyes, the way he leaned in just a bit closer, eager for any hint of a story.“Right,” Alex said, chuckl
Aviana walked into the house, her blouse still partially buttoned, a telltale sign of the passionate encounter she’d just had with Ethan in the car. As she fumbled with the remaining buttons, trying to regain some semblance of normalcy, a small, curious voice called out from the living room.“Big sis!” Hayden appeared around the corner, his bright eyes wide with curiosity. He was clutching a toy car tightly in one hand and staring up at his sister with a mix of innocence and suspicion.Aviana, momentarily flustered, straightened up and tried to smooth her disheveled appearance. “Hey, Hayden,” she said, forcing a casual tone. “What’s up?”Hayden’s gaze remained fixed on her, his little brows knitting together as he took in the scene. “You’re home pretty late, Big sis. And why are you buttoning your blouse like that? Did you and Uncle Ethan have a... uh, fun time in the car?”Aviana’s cheeks turned a deeper shade of red. She froze mid-button, her mouth slightly open as she tried to proc
Aviana lay in Ethan's arms, their bodies intertwined in a comfortable silence that spoke volumes of their deep connection. The room was quiet, save for the soft rhythm of their breathing and the occasional contented sigh that escaped their lips.Ethan gently brushed a strand of hair away from Aviana's face, his touch tender and filled with affection. He couldn't help but marvel at how natural and right it felt to have her in his arms, to feel her warmth against him.Aviana shifted slightly, her head resting against his chest as she looked up at him with a soft smile. "You know," she murmured, her voice tinged with a hint of playfulness, "you have a way of making everything feel so... perfect."Ethan chuckled softly, his heart swelling with love for this woman who brought so much joy into his life. "I'm just glad you feel that way," he replied, his voice gentle. "You mean the world to me, Aviana."Aviana's smile widened, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on his chest as she gazed up at
Ethan looked up, his face flushed and his posture stiff as he tried to hold Aviana close. His usual aloof demeanor was completely absent, replaced by a flustered and panicked expression. “Faith! I—I didn’t expect—” he stammered, his words tumbling out in a jumbled mess.Faith couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight. Ethan, the ever-composed boss, was now visibly flustered, with his shirt slightly askew and a look of sheer bewilderment on his face. Aviana’s cries were still unabated, adding to the hilarity of the situation.“Uh, Sir,” Faith said, trying to suppress her laughter as she walked over to them. “It looks like you’re having a bit of a rough time here.”Ethan, still holding Aviana, glanced at Faith with a mix of frustration and embarrassment. “Faith, I... I don’t know what to do. She’s... she’s crying because I figured out something too quickly, and then I made it worse by saying I got help from Scarlet. I don’t know how to fix this!"Faith’s eyes twinkled with a mix of amuseme
Ethan stood outside Aviana's office door, his mind racing with thoughts of how to approach her. He took a deep breath to steady his nerves, then knocked gently."Come in," Aviana's voice called from inside. Ethan entered cautiously, finding Aviana seated at her desk, engrossed in reviewing some documents. She looked up as he entered, her expression neutral but her eyes betraying a hint of wariness."Avi, can we talk?" Ethan asked softly, stepping further into the room.Aviana leaned back in her chair, her expression cool and composed despite the underlying irritation. Ethan stood before her, unsure of how to break through her icy demeanor."What's there to talk about, Ethan?" Aviana began, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she tapped her pen on the desk. "I don't expect you to have figured out the reason I'm mad at you already. It might take you a day, a week, or a lifetime to figure it out. Who knows?"Ethan blinked, taken aback by her blunt honesty. "Avi, I—""Nope," Aviana cut in,
Scarlet grinned at Aviana's comment about Milo, nodding in agreement. "He definitely does. But speaking of being kept on your toes, how's my brother treating you these days, Avi?" Scarlet asked playfully, raising an eyebrow teasingly.Aviana's smile faltered immediately at the mention of Ethan, her mood shifting drastically. She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself before responding. "Ethan?" she replied tersely, her voice edged with irritation. "He's... he's fine."Scarlet sensed the change in Aviana's tone, her playful expression fading as she picked up on the underlying tension. "Uh-oh, trouble in paradise?" she asked cautiously, eyebrows raised in mock concern. Aviana scoffed, her frustration bubbling to the surface. "Paradise? More like a roller coaster," she muttered, her hands gesturing animatedly. Scarlet sighed dramatically, leaning back in her chair as she looked at Aviana with exaggerated concern. "Okay, spill the tea, Avi. What happened between you and Ethan this
Twenty minutes later, Scarlet arrived at the office, her steps purposeful as she made her way to Ethan's office. She knocked lightly on the door before entering, her expression a mix of curiosity and concern."Brother," Scarlet greeted warmly, her voice tinged with a hint of apprehension. "You sounded pretty serious on the phone. What's going on?"Ethan rose from his chair to greet her, grateful for her presence. "Hey, Scarlet," he began, gesturing for her to take a seat opposite him. "Thanks for coming."Taking a deep breath, Ethan recounted the events of the morning's meeting with Aviana. He described Aviana's distant demeanor, his attempts to understand her mood, and the abrupt end to the meeting after confronting her.Scarlet listened attentively, her brow furrowing with concern as Ethan finished his explanation. "So, you think Avi's mad at you, but she won't tell you why?" she summarized, her voice soft with empathy."Yeah," Ethan replied, running a hand through his hair in frust
The boardroom was set for the meeting with the marketing team, and Aviana, with her usual efficiency, had everything organized meticulously. As they settled in, Aviana took her seat beside Ethan, her posture erect and her expression composed. However, her eyes betrayed a hint of icy reserve that Ethan couldn't ignore."Good morning, everyone," Ethan greeted cheerfully, attempting to lighten the atmosphere. Aviana responded with a polite nod but remained focused on the agenda in front of her.The marketing team leader began presenting the new campaign strategy, and Aviana listened intently, jotting down notes and occasionally exchanging professional remarks with the team. Each time Ethan tried to engage her with a comment or question, Aviana responded curtly and kept her interaction strictly business.Ethan, increasingly uncomfortable with Aviana's cold demeanor, shifted in his seat, trying to catch her eye. "What do you think about the demographics for the new ad placements?" Aviana
Aviana stood in Ethan's office, a stack of documents in hand, ready to brief him on the day's schedule. Despite their personal relationship, she maintained her professional demeanor, a testament to her dedication as his personal assistant."Good morning, Ethan," Aviana greeted, her voice carrying a blend of warmth and professionalism. "Here's the rundown for today. We have a meeting with the marketing team at 10 AM to discuss the new campaign strategy. Then, you have a lunch meeting with Mr. Johnson from Capital Investments at 12 PM."Ethan, leaning back in his chair, flashed a playful grin. "Sounds riveting, as always, Avi. Did you make sure they're serving my favorite dessert at lunch?"Aviana rolled her eyes playfully, a hint of a smile tugging at her lips. "I believe they're more interested in discussing investments than your sweet tooth, Ethan."He chuckled lightly, enjoying the banter. "You never know, Avi. Dessert is a serious business."Aviana continued with her briefing, detai