“Another blackmail?” Edward sipped the coffee as Bernard checked the email and his face started becoming stiff. Bernard sniffed. Both of them were sitting inside Edward’s room. Morning briefing would start in thirty minutes. The Harvest Co. located at the building ‘Sky Tunnel’, one of the Philippe’s properties. “It’s about the distribution restrictions, southern districts are encountering some problems. Some truck drivers are in a strike”. Edward curled his nose. Hearing Bernard report from email sent by the transportation management in the southern district branch. “They are in a strike?” He leaned forward. “What’s going on?” Bernard inhaled. Looking at the screen of his laptop before changing to Edward. “I am communicating with Jason, Mr. Edward. He said that he’s investigating it!” Edward thudded his fingers on the table and his chin was rested on the clenched hand. “Find it out, please. We should know what their demand. We couldn’t let it happens much
Dante lit up his cigarette. Turning his head back to a man who was sitting in front of him. “I think right now Edward Philippe will approach surely his down curve.” He curled his lips downward, “His company market will be slowed down. What news telling about it. We will find it out soon.” Curtis sniffed. Considering that he had shared what his dad inherited him in some enterprises under The Philippe’s Corporation. He didn’t want to get burned into Dante’s games. A lite games should be arranged carefully… “It’s only a warn for him. I don’t think I will agree with you to make that company stopping for good.” He gazed at Dante. Dante smirked and blew the smokes out. “We can be a partner. If the stock prices turn down, you can buy as much as you want. At least, the power will be yours.” “I will lend you much money as you need to buy Edward’s company.” He spoke and continued to walk around the table. “I can give you a loan with minimum interest.” Curtis threw h
A waiter took Elena and Ashley to a table that was prepared for them. It was out aired table and they could enjoy the green scenery of the garden. The wind blew in soft breeze, spreading the scent of summer time into visitors of the restaurant. Elena opened the menu card and Ashley had orders being written. “What drink you think is freshly?” She asked the waiter. She got the waiter choose for her then, he left them to serve the order, bringing it to the kitchen to be processed. “How I’d appreciate this moment after having heavy day, doing the project.” Ashley fixed her green dress with Sabrina model cleavage. The wind breeze played some hair strands on her cheeks. Ashley held her medium short hair and flipped it all on one side. Elena poured the fresh water from the glass bottle on the table. Sipping it and the fresh taste of natural mountain springs was flowing into her throat. She took off her barrette hat on the table. “How good so far?” Ashley frowned and
The music sounded quite loud, coming out from speaker laid on the floor. Her hips were slithering along the pole as the instrumental music was vibing. The two long legs wrapping in black net stocking clenched as she swayed her back with one hand was holding the pole. She looked like a beautiful butterfly with its flapping wings everytime she moved her legs along that smooth surface of metal. The grain of sweat dripped on the floor. The scene captured Curtis’s eyes as he entered the house. He gasped. One of her legs was spreading on the pole, like a snake slithering a smooth surface. He sighed as his wild imagination was dancing too, watching her crawling on him like a snake. He slammed the door, running to reach the woman from falling down. The woman was laughing. She wrapped her arms on Curtis’s neck. “Damn you made me getting butterflies in my stomach.” Curtis grabbed the woman into his arms. She still giggled. “I am a professional dancer, honey.” Her eyes wer
Gurgling...bubbling came as Susan poured the wine for Curtis in a glass. He dragged the seat and sat with his casual shirt while a nice dress, tightly wrapping up Susan. He saw the dish in his sight and started eating it. Susan looked at him still, gently munching her meal. Her neck was adorned by a white gold necklace, his gift for their last anniversary. Curtis slightly took a glance at it. She rested one hand on her chin after taking a sip of her wine. She swallowed the wine in her elegant manner as usual. “I hope you don’t mind I choose different recipe for our main course.” She sliced the beef with curry sauce. Her eyes hit her husband’s face. Curtis tilted and stared at his wife for a moment. He saw misty look from those hazel eyes. “No. It’s fine.” Coldly answered and paused to sip his wine, he continued to finish the dish. The tickling sounds of silver wares were only the music. His ears captured Susan thumped the fork on the plate before she rested h
‘It’s been long time, Martinez.’ Edward was sitting on a boulder, the environment where he sat, surrounded by the old and big trees. ‘The place where I am now, it wasn’t The Jedediah Redwoods park as Mom used to take us there, but it’s the place I mostly visit whenever I need you and remember you.’ He sighed, looking around, the streaming little river was near. The voice of chirping birds, bustling wind hit him. It was hard breeze and actually made him quite chilling. He was just a passenger of the train of his thoughts, running into the dark tunnel. He just felt to enjoy it or tried to negotiate the feeling of blue battling with some old memories inside. ‘We always like being in this kind of place. Mom told us to do it, hearing the sound of nature as listening to our hearts. Though it was indifferently difficult to do both at the same time.’ Edward held his hair as the wind messed it up, falling into his eyes. ‘We used to love river that the water is clean like a cry
The day was reached to its warm temperature outside. A young woman got off from the red sport car. Her hair was short black with a style of Cleopatra. She walked confidently to the table where a woman waiting for her. Every step she walked, making some men’s eyes put on her. “Mrs. Susan Montegro?” That young well dressed woman in her mini black skirt and black outfit stood next to the table, greeted at the older woman with a hat. Catching the young woman from head to toe with her skeptical stare, elegantly put her tea cup on the table, that woman called by her name as Susan Montegro, narrowed her eyes. “What could I do for you?” She asked the young woman politely in her tone. She was a woman in her last thirties, had blonde barbie liked hair, a pair of blue eyes adorned in brave black mascara. ‘Susan Montegro, I could see she has smart mind and I should play smart in delivering the truth about her husband.’ Elena in her disguise sighed. “Could I ask your time?”
“Elena, it’s nice to see you again.” Elena found Emir Drake was standing in the front of her table. “Mr. Emir?” Her pupils were widened. She didn’t expect to meet the man in that office. She grabbed some scattered documents on the table and gathered it into one pile. The man dragged the seat and sat in her sight. He beamed at her. “I think it’s not a coincidence to meet you here.” He stopped talking, looking at her and he called a man from the front desk to come towards them. He rose just to talk to him, walking away some steps from the place where Elena was taking a seat. Elena watched them talking before she put her eyes back to her gadget, checking some messages. “I am sorry, Elena. I just confirmed how fast my documents could be processed.” Emir said and returned back to his seat after a few minutes then. They were sitting in a nice open aired public spot as Elena enjoyed reading her documents while she waited for her next turn to be called. “Are you goin