I ran out. Literally ran to the spot where my car had crashed. " What happened? Where is the girl? "I barked at the officers where were still on guard at the spot. My mind disoriented as I looked for her. I couldn't believe what had happened. My car had crashed, and Sherry was missing. My heart was about to leave my chest and my hands were shaking, and my mind was racing. I had to find her, no matter what it took. " She was sitting right here but then she sneaked out. We have been trying to trace her as well but with no success. ""Get everyone on the phone," I shouted to my men who joined me just then. "Tell them to drop everything and start searching for Sherry. I want every resource we have, every contact we know, every favor we're owed. We'll leave no stone unturned until we find her."They nodded, looking a bit intimidated by my intensity. "Right away, sir." Then turning towards the officers, they asked, "Do you have any leads, any clues?"They shook their head. "Nothing ye
I left Ryan behind and walked into my room and locked the door behind me with a bang. That feeling of safety in my own little haven was so fulfilling. But as soon as I sat down, all the memories flooded back, hitting me like a ton of bricks. The trauma I had faced was too much to bear, and I felt like I was suffocating.My heart was racing, and I could feel the tears starting to well up in my eyes. The memories were like a never-ending loop, replaying in my mind over and over again. I tried to push them away, to distract myself, but it was like trying to ignore a storm raging inside my head.The way they had man handled me, their lewd touch and stares, their vulgar words and the exploitation that I barely escaped. I felt helpless and trapped, like there was no way out of the darkness that had consumed me. The fear, the pain, the sadness – it was all too overwhelming. My hands were shaking, and I could feel my whole body trembling.It was like I was reliving the trauma all over again,
" Hello father! "I tapped the bluetooth headset to take his call as my eyes soaked in the pleasure of watching Sherry walk slowly inside her room. " What made you remember me in the middle of your busy schedule? " "Stop smirking big boy! "His dusky voice made me smile even more. " How did you even know that I was smirking? " I grinned. I called him father, but for the world he was Henchman, the dreaded mafia king. He cut and slayed like it was his workout and the thing was, he exactly looked my old man, my biological father, whom I had killed. Yes, that's right, I killed my own father once, the one whose approval mattered to me more than a God's blessings or console. But that's another story. At the moment, I was the adopted son of his human lookalike Don. I happened to save his life one rainy afternoon. He was about to get stabbed and I chewed the flesh off his attacher's neck. That apparently impressed him to death. He became hell bent to take me in as his heir because he w
My eyes suddenly shot open as I sat up. My lungs were feeling very heavy and my heart was racing like in a marathon. My mind took a little while before adjusting to the surrounding when I finally understood that I was in my room, on my bed. I strained out of the window to find that the horizon was laced with faint sunlight. Was it already, evening? How long had I slept? I pulled my phone out to check the time and to my surprise, found that it was the next day. Very early in the morning. There were parts in my body which still hurt. I tried massaging those spots a little before moving side ways in the bed and then getting down. It was better when Bellow used to sleep with me. Sleeping alone was nice but it didn't feel like that way tonight. I craved company. I pulled out the phone and dialled Sarah's number again. I knew she would answer with a cuss word if she received the call, for waking her up so early in the day. But I couldn't reach her. Her phone was going into voicemail
The moment I entered through the unguarded front gates, I knew something terrible had happened even before knowing what it was. As I walked further inside, there was a crowd concentration, specially towards the central location . Initially I had to shove through them but as soon as they turned back and saw me, they shifted and made way for my passage. Their silent stares were giving me the creeps. It was then that I realised that the crowd was mainly around my father's place. I broke into a run. I didn't stop before my legs automatically braked and then collapsed into a fall. It was my father. He was on the ground. There were bite marks all over his body with a distinct stab wound at his heart. " Father... " I crawled towards him on all fours and picked his dead up on my lap. " Father... Father wake up. Why are you sleeping here like this? "My hands were shaking and my words faltered as my lips trembled. I couldn't bring myself to accept the fact that was laid wide open infro
I was walking back home with that bedsheet wrapped around me, drawing curious gazes from the few early morning walkers on the mostly empty street. " Get in, " A voice followed after two loud honking, suddenly startling me. The car door opened and it was Rose who greeted me from the inside. I hesitated as she kept looking at me. " I can't wait for you forever you know... " She rolled her eyes as she stared. I decided to get in. I sat in silence in the back seat as she drove and occasionally spared a glace at me, but said nothing. " Is there something that you want to tell me Rose? "I finally asked because it was really getting very difficult with that glance. " Nothing. I was just trying to figure out what it was about you that drew men. Your face looks so-so, you figure is okay I mean you are lacking in your curves a bit but it isn't that obvious as for your personality you weigh heavily on the boring scale."The way she was analysing me without any bias and passing on her jud
I woke up feeling like a million bucks, not a care in the world.I rummaged through my closet and spotted the neon dress hanging just like I had kept it last night. Rose gave it to me. No no, don't get it wrong. She did not gift it to me, she just acted as the courier person. She stormed back in yesterday when Sarah was having that weird breakdown of her's.I was just scouting for words to tell her that she was getting it all messed up,I was not on the sunny side while forgetting about her, when Rose entered. "Here, up but on check for fits. I will need to fix it by today. You will need it for tomorrow's party. " Rose said, throwing the bag on my lap as Sarah watched."What's this? " I pulled out the neon dress and looked at it, astonished. " The dress that you will be wearing tomorrow. For the party. That's Boss's order. "Rose repeated herself through gritted teeth and syllables. " Ryan? He wants me to wear this for a party? Where is he ? Why didn't he tell me so? "I was yet to
" And since when did you become friends with a stripper that you didn't even want around? "Ryan asked with his brows arched. Sherry looked away before she replied, " We are not... I mean you don't need to be friends with someone to hang out. Besides, you sent her to pick me up after leaving me naked on the road like that...umm, I...we..we talked a little and bonded after that. "Then she stepped a little closer and tip toed, supporting her weight over Ryan's shoulder and then whispered in his ears, " I might simply want to hang around with some normal human for a change Ryan... Am I prohibited from that? "She pulled away from Ryan and looked at his face. Her words did the trick. He looked hesitant to ask her anything else. Just then there was a honk that came from the front porch. Rose had arrived. Sherry tilted her head as if a little confused, " She didn't sleep with you last night here? "Her voice was a little accusative, a little hurt with a little bit of curious. " Why,