Agrrr..." The thunderstorm began to rain, I immediately felt a soft kiss on my temples.
"Good morning angel" the voice of Ethan waking me up, good gracious!, You had better get a good excuse for not coming back home to me and keeping me worried all through the night.
"Am sorry baby, I couldn't make it home yesterday.." he stopped.
"Uhmmmm? Go ahead and explain to me why your goddamn phone was off the whole damn time huh?" I stopped to catch my breath
"And why the hack, Mark wasn't taking my calls and for once returning them back huh!, ohhh...! you better have a good one to say Ethan, you better do!" I stood up really furious this time, all my life, I have never been this mad at Ethan,like I felt right now
It was more of a mixture of care and anger, my emotions were really ready to boil a water dry.
"Calm down Nuella, I told Mark not too cause we were in the middle of something really important and I didn't want to bother you." was that supposed to be an explanation.
"Oh really, something important? well...flash news, I was bothered the whole goddamn time Ethan! Jesus!!" rolling my eyes,I moved to the other corner of the room from pace to pace.
"Was it another woman, are you fucking someone else huh?" My voice roared, my head saying stuff that my lips refuse to keep.
"What! Ha" he looked a bit teased.
"Yes Ethan, are you seeing someone else?, I mean I know i'm not that perfect and all beautiful and I see how the other lady are willing to drop themselves at your feet, so which one made you abandon me all night" my eyes already giving me the sign to say go ahead, but I won't play soft on him,my emotions won't get the best of me.
"C'mon babe!" Ethan walked towards me.
"Don't you dare babe me" my legs making its way out of his sight.
"You know I would never cheat on you, if she doesn't call me benedick,I ain't giving her some dick" he said jokily and that was a relief, I don't know why but I knew Ethan and when he sounded like that, he meant it.
"Do I look like I'm joking Ethan, you didn't even think of calling, didn't you think I would be worried sick" my tone much lower, my legs too light to carry my body.
"Am sorry" he apologized.
"That ain't enough, if you don't have an explanation for not coming home yesterday" I turned my back to face him.
"Nuella!, c'mon I had some important issue, I had to handle it" I didn't turn to glance at him,I was walking away.
"Am sorry, I was foolish for not calling, please don't walk out on me!, Let me explain" I froze, all I wanted was an explanation of what and why he wasn't home.
I was already up the stairs, I turned back to face him.
"So where were you, Ethan?" Rolling my eyes and crowing a brow.
"I....I.." he stammered.
"You what?" Rolling my eyes and turned my back to him,I
walked back to our room, I noticed Sarah staring at us the whole time but I cared less.
I walked into the room,and glance at him from up the room, I noticed he looked worried,he hands playing with his head, he was definitely worried about something I knew nothing of and I was worried about him, guess I wasn't making it any easy for him, our eyes hit at same time,my heart skip before jamming the door shut.
I didn't step out of the room the whole day, I thought maybe Ethan would come begging to explain and he would tell how sorry he was, maybe a little argument and we will end up having a make up sex.
Guess my plan was just in my head, Sarah came to the room a few times to check up on me and said I had probably played too hard on him but who cares,this was not the surprise she talked about, was it?.
Canada brought my breakfast and lunch to my room, I asked her if Ethan had anything to eat and she said no, he has been in his study, we had a little chit chat before she left, Canada was more of a friend to me than a mere cook.
Sarah was out on another date for the second time today, she wasn't spending the night at my home today according to the text message she sent to me.
Hey babe, I won't be able to make it tonight, don't ask me why,đ but I will definitely give you all the details tomorrow, I'll be singing all night with Mr Right.
Bye.
Sarah đ
Well Sarah like I've said was a woman whore, don't ask me where we met, this the information I just wanted to pass.
It was getting dark and I was sad I haven't seen Ethan, I felt guilt get the best part of me.
I didn't want to be the one to show him how badly I wanted to kiss him and touch the hell out of his skin but I can't let my hormones rule me.
I stood up for the bed I've been sitting and laying all day, I walked straight to the window for a bit of fresh air and to contain myself.
The cold night breeze from the window fanned my face and I at once felt some ease, I shut my eyes to welcome this feeling, not for long, I could hear some rumbling outside the house, luckily from where I stand, I could see the view of almost the whole house.
I think I can see Mark and Andrew, Andrew was one of Ethan's trusted bodyguards, he looked like he was in pain.
"OMG!" I exclaimed.
Was that blood I just saw? I think someone attacked them, he was immediately rushed into the house, I could see the other guards close the door behind their vehicles Immediately.
I rushed down the stairs to see blood everywhere.
"Gosh, I.. think i'm gonna" before the word leave my mouth
"Uwwww" I was vomiting every single delicious meal that Canada took her time to make, holding my weight to the stairwell, I shut my eyes to gather myself back.
"What the fuck!, what happened to him" my eyes wide open.
"Mark, take her back inside the room,"Ethan ordered.
"Yes boss" Mark making his way towards me. My eyes shot dead at Ethan.
"Urgghh" Andrew letting a soft moan, I think he was about to say something, everyone turned towards him.
I watched Ethan walk towards him, he looked so sad, I think I heard he asked furiously asked what happened to him?, who did this to him?, and the bleeding on the left side of his neck, he was holding onto was pulping more blood, he had bruises all over him and written scars.
He grabbed Ethan by his collar with the last strength that I see him struggle with to use, I couldn't help but cry, I've only seen this in the movie, he looked so pale,his breathing taking it time slowly.
"Ai..den.... is...com..ing" he said but wasn't too clear with his words, I could see the tight fist Ethan made, Andrew realizing his collar and coughing out more blood,I could see him choke on the blood in his mouth, his hands falling slowly to his side and his eyes shut, my breathing seized.
"Is he....is he dead?" I let out a loud scream, breaking down into tears.
"I said take her inside" Ethan roared, his emotions were blank, his eyes dark as night,I knew he was in pain and I wanted to help but he was spacing me away.
"Ethan..." I cried out, Mark carried me upon himself and helped me upstairs and into my room, he apologized for the unpleasant scene but before I could ask him anything,he was already closing the door behind him.
"Was this why Ethan didn't come home yesterday? My head wants answers
"What has he gotten himself into, oh Ethan, My love" sadness accompanied me.
"Who is Aiden?".I fall to the bed, I scream my head out, I couldn't still believe the air Andrew begged for was already gone.
He is dead.
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Ethan A Rolland.The youngest drug Lord of all time,the fearless leader of the greatest Mafia Lords, the CEO of E_Rides, the owner of the biggest real estate and housing in Toronto, British Columbia and Montreal.Wherever you can think of in the world, Ethan had a business organization there, you can call him "Global".He was a man of few words,and trust me you do not want to hear him speak much, he was ruthless,well... So they said,I've never seen him, uhmmmm!.... Maybe I have, once or twice in a club...... Ok! Ok!.I've seen him in the stripper's lounge.Yes! Yes! I know, I wasn't much of a goody girl.You know the part I said let's skip the "how I met Sarah" part, that's because we were both strippers.We we
Life was more beautiful than ever.Ethan was making me live the best of my life,maybe for the maintime.Sarah already left to be with her parents, I miss her so much, Ethan has shown himself to be always gentle but I don't know why he's keeping me here, I didn't expect him to be a gentleman.Days went on, and I became more curious. What the fuck I was here for?.At first,I thought maybe he wanted a private dance and a good fuck, but it's been a month and for the sweet pussy of Maria, this motherfucker haven't touched me or said he wants anything to do with me.I guess i was here to eat large, and get fat. HahahahahaI was beginning to get bored from all the drama of the day that turns into weeks and steps into months.I confronted him but he wasn't always in the best of moods, he left the
My heart melted but yet I froze, I have Anyways, he seems different,he looked more handsome,did he shave?, "You look so attractive, I feel like falling on the ground but I want you to catch me before my weight hits the ground" my head practically saying those words to me, funny right?.I stood in front of him so speechless, my eyes refusing to blink, so i don't miss any moment."I hate to repeat myself" his voice brought me out of my shadows."Really" I pose into my super lady style."Move out of my garden" he said in a tone I couldn't really read, is he just saying it in a normal way or is he angry?.Does he mean those words?, Well he should as we tell me to fucking leave his mansion, am sick of here already, but I wouldn't let what he said get to me, I plan to get back to him, oh yes! I wanted him to get
I was furious, I wanted to leave, I wanted to be far from this monster, I wanted to be free.I sat on the bed of the cage he kept me, I needed a plan but I had none, If I ever wanted to leave here, I had to construct a good plan."Should I ask him why I am here?, Why did he let Sarah go but won't let me see the outside world, like I'm his prisoner arggg!.I had no plans but I had the feeling tonight was my escape night.I stood up and started shouting and calling out for help. In no time the maid I met the other day came running to my aid,she asked what the matter was, I told her to call Ethan but she refused."Ok then" I went on from where I stopped,I was on top of my voice."Calm down ma, Sir Rolland will be mad at this unpleasant noise" she tried to shut me up."Who c
"Dinner is served" Canada announced.I was given a dress by Canada earlier on, it looked so lovely, Canada helped me all the way on to get ready for the evening."Are we having a party?" I asked her."No ma'am" she replied."Is there a feast?" I was curious."No ma'am" she said plainly."Is he having guests?" this time there was no response,she silently helped me with my dress and added some powder to my face.I was ready in no time,I know how many times I've had makeup on, this time... this time, I looked so different, I looked so beautiful, I couldn't help but admire Canada's touch of spark on my face."Sir Rolland would be waiting for you downstairs, please do not keep him waiting." She said and stepped out Immediately, I nodded to show her I concu
I walked down holding every hot breath that left my lungs as I walked closer towards him.I could see him smile as I came close to him,he looked at me with those seductive eyes and I was his already.He right hand already stretched to take mine into his, I could feel the fireworks in my head exploring to set a quick smile."Shall we?" His hands taking mine, I nod in agreement.We walked majestically to the table full of meals I've only dreamt of, and the aroma already made me full.Mr Rolland as Canada calls him pulled out a chair for me to sit, and wore a beautiful smile as we sat, I watched him walk to his chair that was indeed far from me, that was really awkward.Rich people can be really funny.Why make food you can't even finish?, why is the dinner table so long?, How do I even say something
Every piece of me wanted to kill Ethan.OrWas I just a fool?.My head aches from the constant worry and thinking, if there was another word for sad to call how I felt right now.My heart is not in its place,the continuous water from my eyes keeps blurring my vision. I really hate how this whole situation made me feel.I wanted to shout and let it all out but I felt so stupid to want to do that.I needed someone to talk to, every time I called Sarah's cellphone, it was practically on voice mail, I felt so frustrated.I felt so alone.I cried a few times about not having parents, I really wished I had a mom,a papa or some sort of relations, I just needed someone to help me through this period of time.Few weeks later, and nothing had changed, it fel
"Alright, alright, that's enough from the both of you two" the man with an russian accent said."Please take my life, leave my woman out of this" Ethan begged."Oh...my... my...my! You know how all this goes Ethan,I can't leave any stone unturned, you know that" he said pointing his gun straight to Ethan's face."It's an eye for an eye, a tooth for the other" he said."Please.... please,take me instead, spare him, please" I pleaded."I could take your offer, very very tempting but no, I'll pass" he said plainly."SILAS!!" He shouted out."C'mon boy,I think it's time to play your part in this story," he said.I...I can't believe this, Silas!, Silas is part of all this? How could he? How dare him!, Ethan love this back stabber like a fucking son."C'mon son, take the gun from Marcello and shoot this mother fuckers" I w
"Maryam am sorry" I repeated a thousand times now."Okay fine, so I was thinking of going out tonight with you....?" I said, trying to catch her attention, I watched her angry face turn into a blooming flower."Really?" she asked excitedly."Yes.... Like a park or something" I said to her."Yes!!! Yes!!!" she seems pretty excited, well guess this was a good or should I say, a better way to get a woman talking."Alright then" I said turning my back to face her, I was on my way out to get some coffee."Don't be late this time for breakfast, there won't be a second chance!! " she said aloud."Okay Maryam, I won't," I said, turning to look at her, I drew a cross at the left side of my chest."I cross my heart" I told her.Immediately I entered my silver grey Mercedes S600, and drove
"Maryam am sorry" I repeated a thousand times now."Okay fine, so I was thinking of going out tonight with you....?" I said, trying to catch her attention, I watched her angry face turn into a blooming flower."Really?" she asked excitedly."Yes.... Like a park or something" I said to her."Yes!!! Yes!!!" she seems pretty excited, well guess this was a good or should I say, a better way to get a woman talking."Alright then" I said turning my back to face her, I was on my way out to get some coffee."Don't be late this time for breakfast, there won't be a second chance!! " she said aloud."Okay Maryam, I won't," I said, turning to look at her, I drew a cross at the left side of my chest."I cross my heart" I told her.Immediately I entered my silver grey Mercedes S600, and drove
"16 missed calls" I read out."12 voice message?" I knew I was in trouble."8 mails" I let out a short laugh.Driving round town was a beauty to behold, all the smell of old trees and dusty grounds was quite amazing I must appreciate.Entering a house in this neighbourhood after dark was a job for the spook-brigade, or rookies as they used to be known. We call them spooks in honour of what they may become before being promoted to a safer positionI was indeed back home before dinner that was prepared two hours ago, I saw Maryam already dozed off on the dinner table, and I didn't want to wake her up, I quietly shut the door behind me.At first glance I wanted to take her to her room and lay her down on her bed but at second thought I didn't want to be questioned why I wasn't home early.I quickly tiptoed upstairs, trying not to make a noise, just
As the early morning birds sings,and I enjoy the melody, Maryam reached out toward the curtain and drew it aside in one strong motion. The light flooded in, bathing me in it's warm golds, revealing to me the colours it had brought to the world beyond my window pane, followed by the musty smell of old furniture."Gawd?"I said, really trying to avoid the smell."Good morning Mr Rolland"she said with a little bit of caution in her voice."How are you Maryam, it's too early to be up"I said, trying to make her leave me alone."No it's not, it's past twelve sir, you need to wake up" she said, I let out a loud groan, I was still laying down, trying to let my mind settle, then I managed to sit up.Maryam was busy picking up all my dirty clothes on the floor and making sure the room looked clean, she kept dusting the old chairs and trying to make them look alive."Wooof... Wooof!!!" She
"She had grown with me, forged a love that could not be matched, hmmmm.." I let out a soft chuckle."Whether to say who had aged better, she would never tell. On a day where the heat had reached its peak and the afternoon had nothing left to offer, she would lay her cheek against my cool, dark surface, follow the grooves with a finger and count the nicks with each memory of how they came to be." Saying that quite out loud"When she awoke in a cold sweat, the darkness fresh inside and outside her mind, I would talk to her, speak words of encouragement in that high, teetering voice of mines until she made it to other end of the hall and to her motherâs room. Youâre almost there. Youâre almost there. No one had ever grown closer to her than me, no one had ever come closer to feeling like home." I sighed, that was her favorite story line from the book "Memories" by Dim Leon, I remember
Approaching the low level gate, fancy wrought iron in a grey stone wall. The house is a simple country home, less desirable for being so far out of town. The front door, made of dark wood planks with black hinges spreading half way across, had that rustic appeal the rich city folk craved.Inside it would be renovated, no expense spared, the charm of the country with every modern convenience of a penthouse suite. Before pressing the intercom she let her fingers walk over the rough stone walls, stone lifted from the very dales she'd grown up in.Even in the warm spring sunshine there was a coolness to it. She let her eyes absorb the myriad of hues, all grey but made unique by their variance in minerals. She removed her hand and turned to press the button, but as her finger moved forward the door opened. Her professional smile was instant, her patter on autopilot.The thought of Nuella all just coming back to me and all
The basement was pitch black,she was as blind as if her eyes had been gouged. Her body washed cold. She brought her fingers to her eye sockets, they were still there. She turned back to the stairs and tried to run up, but her foot fell through each one like it was a mere projection. So how had she walked down them? She leant forwards to touch the stair and felt a fabric fall down her arm, soft and velvety.Cold metal touched her forehead, one grope told her it was a pointed hat, like a fairy tale crown. She grabbed it and a mirror appeared in front of her, glowing like a television screen. It was her, broken face and all, dressed like some picture book queen.She swallowed.âThe queen must die,â isn't that what the ghost said?.Without sight of any knife in the mirror the image began to bleed from the neck. She raised her hand to feel the sticky warm fluid about her throat. She screamed; the image
Finally...Leaving the hospital was the best news so far,but going back to the very same mansion that I lived with the woman I wanted to spend the rest of my life with was miserable.From afar I could see the guards and maids standing at the front door of the mansion."Welcome home Mr Rolland!" Canada and the others standing in front of me with a tray of milk and cookies said warmly."Thanks," I said plainly."Take me to my room Mark,"I said a bit harshly."Yes boss" in no time I was in the very same room me and Nuella shared, and it all came back, coming back to me."Do you want anything else, boss?" Mark asked.No response."I'll take that as a no" she concluded."Please call me whenever you need me to do something for you, I'll be right out the door" he said, turning his back to disappear.I sat on my wheelchair,I
ETHAN'S POVIt's been over a year and three months,2 weeks, 6 days, 12 hours, 24 minutes, 48 seconds since Ethan has been in coma,I can't swear but I began to lose all hope."Hey" Mark said."Hey Mark," she said."How are you doing?" he asked."Am better" her faint voice said."You don't look so," he said."How can I be, Mark looks at him,he is dying,he is dying..." Hot streaming tears rolling down my face."Calm down, don't say that, Ethan is strong,he's going to get out of this" Mark seemed so sure about what he was saying."I really hope so, I really do," she said, wrapping Mark into a tight hug.She stood next to Ethan body laying down lifeless,she could feel her heart pounding and her hand icy cold, later that night, Mark was gone, she was tired and the doctors already came to check up on him,