It was 9p.m. in the morning when Nora woke up. She had a smile on her face like she'd had the best dream of her life. Nora stretched on the bed and turned to the other side. Alvin was still sleeping. Her smile widened as she saw his beautiful sleeping structure. The lower part of his body was covered with the bed's blanket and the upper part was bare to the face. A blush crept up her cheeks when she recalled what they had done last night. She could practically still feel his hands on her skin as he explored and did wonders to her body. Nora brought up her hands and stroked his hair, making sure to be careful so she wouldn't wake him. The feel of his hair was soft under her hands and she suddenly wished she could swap it with hers. She had this feeling in her heart that was too good to be true—she didn't know exactly what it was—but knew she started to develop it the first time they met in that gas station and mistakenly kissed. Her hands moved to his forehead and she closed
Author's POV Alvin apologised to Nora and dressed up in less than five minutes before he walked to the door and opened it. Mr Lyam was standing there, his eyes darting around as he tried to force his vision into the room. Alvin was leaning at the door frame and still had the door open; and he suddenly pushed Mr Lyam the moment he realised what he was trying to do. “Why are you here?“ Alvin angrily demanded. Mr Lyam looked at his master's face, then stepped his feet on the ground like he was standing at attention. “Bonjour, boss!“ “The morning wouldn't be good if you don't tell me why you're here at this moment,” Alvin snapped. Mr Lyam looked up at his face since he was far shorter than Alvin. “You look happy, master—happier than you've been in a long time. If I may ask: what is the cause of your happiness? I just want to know so I can do it if you ever go sad again.“ Alvin gritted his teeth and shut the door with anger. “I asked you a question, Mr Lyam! Why are you knocking o
Author's POV After Alvin heard his father's call for the second time; he began to panic because he knew Nora couldn't have gotten out of the house yet. And he couldn't imagine them both being together alone for a second. He hurriedly opened his door and went to his wardrobe to find a new mask to wear. He wore the mask and stepped out of the room. Alvin felt his legs heavy under him as he descended the staircase. He sighed in frustration and ran his hands over his hair. Only God knows why his father was here at this time of the day. Alvin finally reached the sitting room. But he couldn't see anybody in sight. He was about to run out to look for Nora or a staff member who could explain what was going on when he heard someone clear his throat. His gaze darted to the end of his room, and he saw with surprise and disbelief that his father and Nora were seated across each other in the dining room and they had food spread on the table. He slowly approached them, his heart beating lo
Catherine's POV I heard low noises around me as I woke up. My eyes squinted in pain as I tried to make out anything in my surroundings. I started to move my hands so I could stretch but the pain brought me back. I let my head fall back on the bed and closed my eyes; thinking this was just a bad dream. But the reality of it was starting to take a grip on me. And I suddenly noticed even when I was too weak to raise my hands that a bandage was tied over my head. I completely closed my eyes to try ro remember what happened; And it suddenly opened the moment I recalled that David was the cause of it. The last thing I remember was him pushing me harshly to the wall behind him… and then: Blank! I felt a teardrop cascade down my cheeks. I'm just starting to realise the gravity of what I've done; maybe I should've left when he told me to. My fingers managed to move and touched the cloth I was wearing. And with dejection, I saw it was made of cotton—not exactly what I had been wearing
Nora's POV I quietly listened to Alvin's story and watched his expression change from grief to dejection to hatred and anger as he told it. Then finally, he stopped. And I didn't have to look at his eyes to know that he had gotten to the end. My hands started to shake on the table and I eventually brought it down to my sides. Every single word he said was digesting gradually in my brain and I was starting to feel it would be much to carry—maybe I shouldn't have forced him to say the truth, afterall. I closed my eyes, breathing in and out. But the next second, I hurriedly opened them because I was starting to see everything he said even when I hadn't witnessed any of it. If Alvin's story was true—which I believed it was; then that would mean the pain I had gone through in my life was little compared to his. His voice had cracked at some parts as he explained how dejected and frustrated he had felt and the way his mother started to treat him like he was an old and useless doll p
Author's POV Mr Lyam's eyes were wide open in disbelief and he slowly started to step backwards while his eyes moved from Alvin to Nora. “I—I should…” he stammered. Alvin swept his hands over his hair, in loss of what to do. “Why are you even here?“ “The…” Mr Lyam was looking at Nora's back as he answered, obviously trying to check if he had imagined what he saw. Nora's face was red in embarrassment and she slowly started walking back to the dining room without looking back when she suddenly heard what the butler said next. “The police are here.“ Nora froze still. Her heart flew into the air as she started to wonder the reason for the cops being here. Could it be because of her? Maybe Alvin's father had gone to make stories to the police because he thought she'd go and report him first if he didn't. Or maybe David knew Alvin's house since they had been schoolmates and he came with the police after telling them that Alvin wrongfully abducted her. Alvin was a little shocked at
Mr Miller lied on a big king-sized bed with two half-naked women rubbing his belly. From time to time, he hit each of their asses harshly and took a sip of the Billionaire Vodka drink beside the bed. He was in the most expensive hotel in Los Angeles with three of his close friends and business partners. They had all come here an hour ago to splash some amounts off their endless money after he left Alvin's house. Mr Miller had a stern and serious expression on his face even though he was supposed to be enjoying the moment with the two girls. It seemed there was something bothering him as he occasionally sighed and shook his head. “Aren't you enjoying the moment, master?“ asked one of the girls who he had rented for a hundred-thousand each so they could distract him. Mr Miller didn't answer her. There was nobody at the club he picked them from that didn't know him as the famous mafia Don Andrew Miller—and they also knew he had a rule that nobody speaks to him before he does.
Raven's black Mercedes car drove into the Scorpion house in Los Angeles. It was one of late Gomez Waxson's properties in America; the man was wise enough to invest in houses in some of California's busiest cities. Raven parked the car under the Carport and and jumped out of the driver's seat with contempt and rage in his eyes. He walked over to the back seat and forcefully dragged two members of the Scorpions who were seated there before he ordered them to carry-out the one that was shot. The Scorpions had been watching the movement of Don Miller's family since they moved to their base in Los Angeles two days ago. Raven had gotten information from one of the hotel employees where Mr Miller had Lodged and had arranged three men to go with him to try their luck. And now; one of them was shot in the neck. Raven grunted as the two other guys carefully carried the shot one out of the car. They hadn't stopped to tie his bleeding or apply any meditation so his blood was all over the b
Raven walked towards them with a gun in his hands while pushing Catherine forward. He had a look of bloodlust in his eyes as he stopped and spat just a few feets away from Alvin and Nora who were still on the ground. Catherine's eyes were half-closed from tiredness and fatigue and it seemed she hadn't realised that it was Nora in front of her. She finally did when Raven pushed her with force to the ground. Catherine groaned as her body landed on the ground and she looked up at Nora who looked equally shocked and confused to see her. Catherine's mouth was quivering as she stared at Nora, so guilty and distracted by her presence that she didn't see Alvin near her. “N-nora…” she stammered. “I thought you were… gone. I'm sorry for—” She had wanted to get up as she spoke but Raven kicked her back to the ground. “R-raven… don't!“ Nora screamed. “It's me you want, right? Take me and let her be.“ Raven laughed. “I've waited for this moment for a long time… ever since the will was rea
(Last chapter's continuation) Alvin lowered his height as he came out of the car. He wasn't wearing a mask again and his heart beat faster than usual out of fear. He really didn't have a plan—didn't know how the Scorpions or whoever attacked them was successful when Darkie and the Mamba Soldiers were behind. He was thinking to walk to the back of the car and start shooting then wait for Darkie and the two soldiers to join him. There was silence all around except from the occassional passing of other cars. Alvin balanced himself and looked to his right, just realising that they were well off the mainroad. He suddenly rose to his full height to attack the masked guys who had hijacked them when he felt the barrel of a gun on his head from behind. Alvin planned to surprise the person behind him and shoot him dead but froze when he heard a voice. “Don't even think about it. Drop the guns.“ Alvin turned slowly and gasped when he saw the voice owner was indeed Darkie. Before he coul
Author's POV They both came out of the office and started to go to the ground floor with Nora's hands in his. He had given her another cross-bag to put the pistols inside. Nora was almost tempted to stop at Amanda's office as they passed but didn't when she saw the expression on Alvin's face. They got to the elevator, and as they waited Nora wondered where they were going. “Nice of you to have kept your guns in your office. It seems you really trusted that guy.“ “I did,” Alvin responded. “And this is how he repays me—by fucking my secretary on my desk. I'm so going to fry him when I'm finally settled.“ “What about Amanda?“ asked Nora. “What about her?“ “What are you going to do with her?“ “Fire her of course,” Alvin replied with a smile. “I can't believe my father had actually wanted me to marry someone like that. Now I have enough reasons to not marry her.“ Nora wanted to speak but shut up as a result of the fact that he mentioned his father. The elevator stopped and op
(Last chapter's continuation) The Ferrari drove out of the hotel smoothly and without any problems. When they were out, Alvin was half-expecting guys wearing black jumping from the shadows to hijack the car. But nothing happened. Maybe it was this peaceful since it was still 7:30 in the morning. The car started to drive at a leisurely pace through the express road, and Nora continuously caught glances from Jake in the rear mirror which made her uncomfortable. “Why're we going to your company?“ she quietly asked Alvin. “Because I'm going there to take some things I need,” replied Alvin. He caught Jake watching them with curiosity and was almost tempted to slap him from the back seat. “Can I know what's going on now, please?“ asked Jake. “We're already “on the way”. Alvin sighed and looked at Nora who was now staring out of the window. “Jake, this is Nora. And Nora; this is Jake, my best and closest friend.“ Nora managed a nod, not bothering to say anything or look out of t
Alvin and Nora got out of the bathroom after towelling themselves in total silence. Nora picked a new pair of underwear from the ones Alvin had bought and put it on at the back of the wardrobe. Alvin did the same but didn't change his clothes since they were still new and fresh. Nora went back to the bathroom and combed her hair since it was rougher than the situation on ground, then she wore a khaki short and a big and black T-shirt. They were both done with their dressing at last, and could barely look each other in the eyes again. Nora felt weird. It seemed like making love with Alvin had completely made her forget that there was a problem at all. Both their lives were at risk, and yet they had forgotten that and were having fun in the bathroom. Nora suddenly realised that they hadn't left the hotel even when it was obvious that a close friend to Mr Miller was the owner. She realised both of their lives would be at stake if they didn't leave there in some minutes. And what stop
David couldn't sleep throughout the night. His eyes were wide open as he was completely confused and unaware of what was happening. He didn't know how he got cut-up in this situation, but he did know that Nora was linked to the reason he was there. He just couldn't close his eyes since he was constantly cursing himself and regretting the fact that he hadn't let her be even when she insisted and showed that she hated him with passion. Now, it was morning. And he could see the outside world through the dog cage he was in. He hadn't eaten or drank anything since yesterday when he arrived here—they hadn't given him anything to eat or drink. Not that he cared much about food, though. He was thinking about his family and how they may be faring after probably hearing from his staff and bodyguards that he left home and didn't come back for the night. He was sure they'd take quick action since he always made sure to inform them if he wasn't going to return and always called his Butler when h
Nora's POV I woke up with a smile on my face and wiped my eyes with my hands. The rays of the morning sun were poking-out through the blinds at the window. I had never felt this happy in all my life—my heart was filled with so much joy like I won a billion dollar lotto. I felt something firmly pressed against me from the back, and when I turned my head and discovered what it was, I felt my cheeks go hot. Alvin was lying on his side completely naked with my equally naked back pressed against him. His hands were slightly wrapped around me in a possessive way, and his hair was on the bed. I felt sore down there just from thinking of all the things we did last night. We had made love all over and over again until I couldn't take it anymore and crashed into his arms. I could tell that he was satisfied—and I had been too. I wouldn't deny that sex with him is the best thing that has ever happened to me—far better and more passionate than the ones I remembered having with David. I frown
Morning came at last. The sky was bright and promising a new day; and Los Angeles was as lively as usual. Catherine slowly let her eyes open to see the new day. Raven had totally forgotten about her since the last time he came. He didn't even ask any of the Scorpion Soldiers to feed or give her water. The tears in her eyes and face had dried completely. She looked worse than a slave who had not been fed for days and had been working non-stop despite that. Catherine managed to get up from the small bed in which she had barely gotten any sleep the night before. She crossed her arm over her body as a result of cold. Last night had been so cold that she felt like she would freeze to death since there wasn't a blanket on the bed. She felt hungry and abandoned, and wondered who Nora was and why she (Catherine) was going through hell just because of her. “You should have thought about that before you sold her information to that guy,” a voice in her head said. Catherine started to cry
Don Miller gritted his teeth as he stepped out of his Cadillac car. One of the three Black Mamba soldiers who had accompanied him for the day slowly shut the door behind him as his legs touched the ground. The angry-looking Don turned the moment the door was locked and said to the soldier who closed it: “Why did you shut the door with so much force?!“ The helpless guy looked at the other two soldiers in confusion and shock. He looked really confused because he had locked the door really professionally and silently. “I thought I shut it well, Don. I'm sorry if it might have sounded forced to you.“ He bowed to show his sincerity. Don Miller's anger heightened to the fullest. “Are you trying to say I'm deaf? Or I don't know what I'm saying? You f*cking shut the door with all the force in the world and you're denying it! Are you freaking insane?“ The soldier looked a little frightened and flustered as he crashed to the ground and begged the Don for mercy. “I'm sorry, Don. I'll never