“Where's my mother?” Vincent asked seething immediately as he entered the house.“Relax kiddo. Where can your cripple mother be if not in her prison.” Henry said with a smirk.Vincent clenched and unclenched his fist as he tried to control his anger. As much as he wished to wipe off the annoying smirk off his face he couldn't do anything as his mother would suffer for the consequences of his actions.Their family had been a happy family of three until his mother found out his father already had a bastard child before his birth. Right in his eyes, his mother had been pushed down the stairs making her confined to the wheelchair and he being a child had been bullied until he lost his self-esteem.“But something might go wrong if you don't do as I say.” He added and Vincent's heart beat frantically. He knew it! This manipulative asshole has a scheme down his sleeve.“Before then let's go wrestle.” He said as he walked away and Vincent took lazy strides after him. He knew what was in for h
Vincent parked the car in a desolated area. He was feeling uneasy and remained seated behind the wheel.“Won't you come down and lead the way?” Sonia asked, forcing him to take shaky steps out of the car.“Are you sure this is a good idea?” He asked with feign composure.“Lead the way.” She said instead as she gestures towards the path covered with grasses.Sonia and Vincent walked along the lone road until they approached an abandoned warehouse. Vincent continued leading the way until they approached the last floor.Sonia kicked the insect infested wooden door open with her leg as Vincent was fidgeting.Taking in the view of the room, it was obvious that people had been here not quite long as she could see footsteps on the tiled floor that was already covered in dust.“Why on earth would you bring me here? Do you plan to murder me?” She asked loudly and Vincent took a step away from her as her voice echoed in the silent room.“He didn't plan to, but that might be the case if you don'
Sonia and Vincent exit the warehouse and Vincent's fearless expression was replaced with fright. He had forgotten about the consequences of going against Henry for a moment, and now he was ready to face the undeniable facts that awaited him —-the consequences of his actions.Sonia stretched forth her hand and Vincent frowned his eyebrows in confusion. “The car key. Did you think I would let you drive? You have zoned out for minutes, and I won't have you shove me under the truck.” She said with an eye roll and Vincent dipped his hand in his pocket handling the key to her.Sonia sat behind the wheel and Vincent entered the passenger seat as she drove out of the desolated area. If Vincent wasn't lost in his thoughts, he would have noticed her take a detour to an unfamiliar area.“Back to earth, guy!” Sonia said, snapping him out of his thoughts as she parked the car.“Where are we?” Vincent asked as he took in his surroundings. It was late already, but the area was well lit. Few feet awa
Benjamin increased his speed as he accelerated faster, and the vehicle behind him did the same. Luckily for him, there were few cars on the road as it was late at night.“Took you a while to realize.” He responded as he focused on the road.“Do you know who they're?” She asked as she looked at the vehicle which was almost catching up with them.“From the cult I guess.” He shrugged as he took a sharp turn.“We should face them heads on.” She said as she smirked devilishly. During her stay in the cult, the other assassins didn't hide their displeasure towards her as she was the pride of the cult and had overshadowed their competence.“And you think they won't be familiar with your skills. So much for staying low-key.” He sneered and Sonia hated to agree with him. She was still battling with the hatred of the knight family and didn't want to risk being targeted by the cult. Not when her possible murder hasn't been discovered.Sonia searched the vehicle dashboard and pulled out a gun. She
Mr. Knight and Benita entered the abandoned warehouse as the guards stationed there bowed, acknowledging their presence. He led them inside as they headed straight to the fifteenth floor. Mr. Knight had always avoided coming to the warehouse, but he couldn't avoid it today not with Benita trying to gaslight him. He scrunched up his nose as a foul smell hit him. Lying a few feet from him was Ella, his legally wedded wife and the mother of his children. He was unable to say if he ever loved her or her wealth, but one thing he knew was that his heart hurts seeing her in such a pitiful state.He moved closer to her and held her affectionately in his arms. A lone tear slid down his cheek as he discovered the smell was from her body. On her skin were different cuts and bruises which had been infected.“Who did this to her? Did I order you to lay a hand on her?” He screamed at the top of his voice. Maybe he was feeling guilty for her present predicament or because he had hurt her more badly
“What nonsense is this!” This is outrageous! How dare you ___” “Quiet!” Sonia thundered furiously as she hit her fist on the table making some of the glass cups fall shattering into pieces. “Who gave you the right to make decisions for Williams co-operation? Stick to your position, or I'll get you fired.” She seethes cutting him off. He was one of the company's employees or better still one of Benita’s pawns in controlling the company. “How dare you disrupt the meeting. What has gotten onto you? Have you lost your manners?” Mr. Knight asked fumbling. Not only was her behavior ridiculous, it was also an insult to him. “I guess I might have, but I'm certain I still have enough sense to know what is right from wrong which you obviously lacked.” She refuted and everyone gasped upon hearing her. “Sonia!” Laura exclaimed. “How may I help you?” She asked, directing her gaze to her. “Why did you derive joy in disgracing the knight family? You have caused enough ruckus, you should leav
Sonia drove at an alarming high speed and didn't bother to wait when the red light flashed. She knew the cops would have taken down her plate number, but it wasn't her concern as the vehicle wasn't hers. Laura will be the one dealing with the aftermath.“Shit!” She cursed as she hit her hands on the staring. “What was her haste for if she still got held up in traffic?” She thought as she redialed Vincent line.The line rang continuously before it redirected her to voicemail. Vincent had called earlier and had suddenly gone mute. Call her paranoid, but she had imagined different scenarios in her head. After he had left last night, she hadn't called or texted him. She knew how afraid he was even though he tried to mask it up.Her phone rang out, jotting her out of her thoughts. “Why the hell did you call and keep mute.” She screamed over the phone, and she could picture Vincent moving a few feet away from the phone due to her high-pitched voice.“And you know I don't have to go deaf bef
Mara took cautious and demure steps towards Vincent. She had noticed him when he shouted earlier, and she won't allow any chance of bonding with him to waste. Even though she was angry that he was seated with a lady, she was bent on asserting her dominance and let the lady know she wasn't her match.“Hi there,” She said as she waved her manicured fingernails at him.“Hi,” Vincent responded begrudgingly and Sonia looked up from her phone.“What? Why are you two here?” Mara asked with clear annoyance as she saw Sonia.“Same reason you're here.” She responded with a shrug and Mara chose to ignore her.“Can I sit?” She asked Vincent instead and Sonia took it upon herself to respond in Vincent's place.“No you can't Barbie. We are having a civil conversation here, and we don't need a third party, okay? Now run off like the dog you're.” Sonia said and Mara was offended by her words. She wasn't angry that she was being referred to as a dog, but the fact that she had compared her to a Barbie