The cab drive has been long and silent, with my mind wandering about how unfair life has been to me. How can someone's life turn upside down in such a short time, huh? A lot has happened, and it is way too fast to even tell which one hurts more than the other. It hurts to bury a loved one, but it's another different pain to not be sure if one is dead or alive. It hurts to lose someone, but witnessing their death hits differently. It sucks like hell to watch someone be taken away from you, yet you can do nothing to help. Loosing your memory is another shit that stinks like hell! And having no freedom at all isn't any less of a hell. To think that I am going back to that den again!The cab comes to a stop, meaning that we have reached the destination. I pay the driver, and I walk out. I'm not seeing Ejay around nor his car, so I presume he hasn't gotten here yet. That's fine, because I need to pack my clothes. I am double sure he won't let me off the hook from now on, which means I will
DEEP's POVWe get to the damn Wells club, and the oddity can be detected from the outside, or maybe it's only I who feels odd about this. We park our cars outside, grab our guns, and walk out. Paul brought a whole lot of policemen, which I think is a good thing given the psychos we are dealing with. We knock on the gate, and it opens slowly, revealing an armed guard who meets with bullets from Paul’s guns.We force our way in. A few more guards come to our view, whom we shoot down in a minute. We walk in further, to the second gate. These guards are nothing compared to the battalion of armed men that Gia described to us. Weird! My thoughts, though. "Who is it?" A guard asks from inside the gate."I have come to collect the merchandise for Mr. Dario!" I respond. Mr. Dario is one of the biggest clients here, according to the evidence that Gia gave to Paul, and we confirmed that when Paul paid him a visit in his club. It wasn't easy to get Dario to help us because he is as guilty as this
I stretch myself on the bed of an unfamiliar room, but this dark theme reminds me of a very familiar place. Black-Dark, like the owner and everything that happens in these clubs. I have never entered the rooms of this particular club before, but I don't need anyone to tell me that these rooms are designed for the same activities that go on in the other club. I still don't know what exactly happened to the other club, but I have a feeling this is where Ejay is staying. My whole face hurts like hell for that beating I received earlier from him.To confirm how I look, because I know I look pathetic, I walk to the dressing mirror on the wardrobe door and take a look at my pitiful face. The marks of his long fingers are so evident, my cheeks are so sore, and the redness is just too much. I look so disgusting. I'm even laughing at myself inwardly. It's the price I have to pay, and I will bear it until I can get the justice I deserve. Everyone who has fallen victim to this scumbag deserves j
I walk to the bathroom to wash off the blood oozing from my nose before I look for something to wipe the floor with. The guy has strong bones, for sure. Coming out of the bathroom, my nose is still bleeding a little. I find this dog staring at the bloody spots on the floor. He must be jumping inside with ecstasy, seeing me like this. His shapeless body must be throbbing in his pants, seeing me in pain.He turns to me, and a wide grin appears on his ugly face. Laugh all you want, Ejay! Laugh now while you have time, because the clock to your downfall is ticking. Let's see if you will still manage that loathsome devilish smirk when everything comes crumbling down on you, filthy jerk! If there is one thing I can bet my life on, it's the saying that everything that has a beginning has an ending too. Your end is just around the corner, Ejay.He takes small, menacing steps towards me, analyzing every corner of my face. "Let me guess. You tried to be feisty." I remain quiet, and he bursts ou
For all that is worth, I leave this damn room and decide to take a sneak peek outside. A short tour of this damn club Who knows, maybe I might run into my sister somewhere, and she will tell me that she was just putting on a show in front of Ejay. That will bring some joy and hope to my tormented soul. I couldn't sleep last night thinking of her. Her reaction and change of attitude worry me so much, and the fact that I don't know the cause of her sudden change isn't lessening the worry at all. I wonder what Ejay has done to her to make her turn this way. Whatever it is, I will find out. I need to straighten things out with my sister, no matter what.I close the door behind me and start downstairs. Something is confusing, though. If Ejay had my sister all this while, if they have been together all along, if they have been romantically involved like they seem to be, why was he pursuing me? Why was he pretending to be obsessed with me? All that care he showed me—the possessiveness, the p
"Ouch..ouch!" That bastard will soon pay for this. In just a matter of days, I'm going to make him pay dearly. I can't wait to see the look on his face when I tell him that my memory came back. I have been making a fool of him for a while. I can't wait to slam it in his face—how stupid and foolish he has been. Ooh, how I will laugh at your face, Ejay Harrison Wells or Matthews De’Mario! I will call you both names that day! My filthy cousin!That day, I will make you feel exactly how it feels to be played for a fool, and that same day, I will put an end to your reign. To this dirty life you have subjected everyone to. And to your life as well. You think you are the one to decide my fate, but it's me who will decide how your filthy life will end. I will turn the tables on you in a way you will not even imagine.I continue washing off the blood from my wounds. On the list, the one on the lip is not bad. It's just a small cut that will heal in three days or so. The one on the forehead, w
"Ajay?" I call in shock.Actually, I am in a mixture of joy and shock right now. I thought something bad happened to him after his disappearance. The fact that nobody wanted to talk about him almost convinced me that I would never see him again. I started counting him as one of the victims. But he is alive! Ajay is alive! It has always been my prayer for him to be alive, and I am so relieved knowing that he is.“In the fresh! Hi, Gia." He greets her with his usual smile.Aside from his fondness for me, this smile is one of the reasons why he got into trouble with Ejay. As if that moron owned me! Ejay got it all wrong, and as the psycho that he is, he took it out on Ejay. I honestly thought he killed him. "Hey." I hug him slightly. "How have you been? I was worried sick, you know, thinking that that lunatic did the worst to you." I add. "Well, the only thing he wanted was to separate me from you. He thought I was stealing you away from him, even though you were not his. But, well, I a
"You don't sit down when I am around." He says, And I stand like an obedient slave."You should write down the rules for me to save yourself the energy." I retort, and he walks to me."I see you haven't learned your lesson." He remarks, his eyes rummaging around my face. I bet he feels so happy about what he has done to my face. Does this make him a man?"You mean the beating?" I ask, and then I bitterly chuckle. "I'm used to this already, Ejay. The sounds of your slaps have become like a soothing lullaby to my ears, and this pain, I'm used to it. So if that is what brought you here, go ahead." I stand in front of him. “Hit me, punch me, or kill me if you want. That still won't change the fact that I see you as a monster, Ejay!” I retort."You know, this side of you is what got me attracted to you the most. You are so daring, but naive at the same time," he says, running his hand through my hair, resting it at the back of my head, making me look at him, "because you still don't know w
As the plane descended over Nairobi, the city's familiar skyline welcomed Deep and Gia back home after their three-month absence. The sun bathed the landscape in a golden glow, casting a warm embrace over the land they had missed dearly. Exiting the airport, they were greeted by the bustling energy and vibrant colors that characterized the city. Deep couldn't help but notice the changes in the skyline—the new buildings that had sprung up during their time away. "It feels good to be back," he remarked, a sense of belonging settling in as they made their way through the familiar streets. Driving through the city, memories flooded back—places they had visited, experiences they had shared. "It's like we never left," Gia exclaimed, her eyes taking in the sights of Nairobi's lively streets. "Kenya always feels like home," Deep replied, a smile tugging at his lips. Arriving at their house, they were greeted by familiar faces—neighbors excitedly waving and welcoming them back. The warmth of
After exchanging vows and being pronounced husband and wife, Deep and Gia set off on a remarkable journey—a honeymoon pulsating with the allure of Boston City. The city's rich history and vibrant culture drew them in, promising a blend of enchanting escapades and romantic exploration. As they stepped into their hotel room, overlooking the bustling streets, Gia's eyes twinkled with excitement. "Deep, can you believe we're finally here? It's going to be incredible," she said, beaming with enthusiasm. Deep chuckled, his arm wrapping around her waist. "Absolutely, love. Ready to uncover the charm of this city together?"Their first day in Boston was filled with wanderlust as they traversed the cobblestone streets, absorbing the city's historic vibes. They visited the renowned Freedom Trail hand in hand, immersing themselves in the tales of the American Revolution. "This place holds so much history," Gia remarked, captivated by the stories echoing through time. Deep nodded, feeling the wei
"Gia, from the moment I met you, my life took on a new meaning. Today, as I stand here in front of our loved ones, I promise to love, cherish, and support you through every joy and challenge that life may bring.I promise to be your partner, your confidant, and your best friend. I vow to always listen with an open heart and to comfort you in times of need. Your dreams will be my dreams, and I will do everything in my power to see them come true.I promise to laugh with you in moments of happiness and hold you close in times of sorrow. I vow to respect and honor you and to stand by your side as we navigate the twists and turns of life together.I pledge to build a life filled with adventure, understanding, and unwavering love. I promise to create a home filled with warmth, where our love will continue to grow deeper with each passing day.Gia, you are my rock, my guiding light, and my greatest love. With all that I am and all that I have, I give you my heart and my soul for all eternit
As Gia stood at the threshold, ready to walk down the aisle toward her beloved Deep, a whirlwind of emotions surged within her. Her heart fluttered with anticipation, and her eyes shimmered with unshed tears of joy.With every step she took, the soft melody of the music echoed through the venue, setting the tone for the momentous occasion. As she moved forward, the aisle seemed both endless and fleeting, each step carrying a weight of significance and a sense of elation.Surrounded by the love and support of family and friends, Gia felt overwhelmed by the outpouring of emotions. The sight of familiar faces, the soft murmurs of admiration, and the loving gazes directed her way intensified the feelings swirling within her.Her eyes met Deep's as she approached the altar, and the sheer depth of love reflected in his eyes washed over her, calming the storm of emotions within. In that fleeting glance, a silent promise passed between them, a promise of a lifetime filled with love, support,
Gia stood in awe of her reflection, feeling a surge of emotions coursing through her as she beheld herself in the exquisite gown. The gown's intricate lace detailing hugged her figure delicately, enhancing her natural elegance. Layers of soft silk cascaded gently around her, creating an ethereal aura that seemed to float around her with every movement.Her dark hair, adorned with fresh flowers intertwined delicately within the curls, exuded an air of natural sophistication. The delicate veil, adorned with handcrafted lace that matched the gown's details, fell gracefully, framing her silhouette with an air of timeless beauty.Grace entered the room, her eyes wide with admiration as she witnessed her sister's transformation into a radiant bride. "Gia, you look absolutely breathtaking!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine admiration.Gia turned to her sister with a smile, her eyes shimmering with a mix of excitement and nervousness. "Thank you, Grace," she replied, feeling a sur
Gia, adorned in her wedding planner hat, gracefully approached the cake matrons and caterers in the bustling wedding venue. With a calm yet assertive demeanor, she aimed to ensure that everything was in place for the grand event."Hello everyone," Gia greeted them warmly, her tone carrying a sense of urgency. "We've got just a few hours left before the ceremony, and we need to ensure everything's set."The cake matrons and caterers looked up, acknowledging her with attentive nods. Gia's earnestness was evident, and they knew the importance of meeting her expectations."We need the cakes to be arranged and the desserts set up in their designated stations by the agreed-upon time," Gia continued, emphasizing the criticality of their roles in the wedding's success. "The guests will soon arrive, and I want everything to be picture-perfect."Gia observed the cake matrons meticulously arranging the tiers of the wedding cake, ensuring each detail aligned perfectly with her vision. Approaching
Deep and Gia sat comfortably on the plush couch, a sense of anticipation lingering between them. The soft glow of the living room lamps illuminated the cozy space, creating an ambiance conducive to their wedding preparations. Wedding magazines and planners adorned the coffee table, their pages marked with colorful tabs and notes—a testament to their joint effort in planning the perfect wedding."Where should we begin?" Gia asked, flipping through a magazine filled with venue options. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, reflecting the dreams she had for their special day.Deep leaned in closer, studying the magazine. "How about a location that resonates with both of us? Somewhere that holds meaning for our journey together," he suggested, his tone reflective of a desire to create a meaningful experience.They deliberated over venues, themes, and guest lists, each detail adding to the tapestry of their shared vision. "I'd love to incorporate elements from both our cultures," Gia said, tr
Gia had always carried music within her soul, a harmonious symphony entwined with her essence. Yet, for too long, the melodies had remained dormant, overshadowed by the trials of life. But now, a spark had reignited her passion.With each lyric she penned and every note she strummed, Gia felt the familiar rush of emotions flooding back—a cathartic release through music. Her return to the music scene wasn't just a comeback; it was a resurrection of her deepest passion.In the intimate setting of a studio, surrounded by a cocoon of creativity, Gia poured her heart and soul into crafting songs that mirrored her journey—songs that resonated with raw emotion and authenticity. Her fingers danced across the strings, weaving melodies that echoed the ebbs and flows of her life.The studio walls absorbed her voice, carrying the weight of her experiences, as she sang with unbridled intensity. Each word she sang seemed to carve its place in the hearts of those who listened, evoking emotions that
In the quaint setting of their family estate, Paul and Sheryl's wedding preparations were in full swing. The air was tinged with excitement and joy as family and friends came together to create a magical celebration."Sheryl, darling, you look breathtaking!" exclaimed Mrs. Marlow, Sheryl's mother, as she adjusted the veil with delicate care. Sheryl beamed at her reflection in the mirror, the excitement radiating from her eyes."Thank you, Mom. I can't believe the day is finally here," Sheryl replied, her voice filled with joyful anticipation.Meanwhile, Paul stood with his groomsmen, ensuring every detail was perfect. "I hope the flowers are set," he remarked, glancing at Martin, who nodded in assurance."Everything's in place, Paul. Don't worry," Martin assured him, patting his shoulder with a reassuring smile.As the ceremony drew closer, the atmosphere buzzed with lively chatter. Grace and Gia, assisting with the last-minute arrangements, shared a moment of reflection."This is bea