“You sure I can go in this?” Sherry asked as she stepped inside the car. She was wearing a normal sweatshirt and trousers paired with a normal slipper. Since she had been walking the entire day, her leg was sore. Wearing closed shoes or sneakers was out of the question.“I look like a housemaid,” Sherry sighed as she combed back her hair with her hand. Her baby hairs were sticking out like a sore thumb.Levian tilted his head a bit and looked at her feet. Raising his eyebrows, he stared at her hair and then at her dresses. Indeed she was dressed too simply but it was not bad. “It's fine,” he nodded as he helped to take her bag. “We are just going for dinner, not some Paris fashion week,” he smirked. Sherry was speechless when she heard him but quickly regained her composure.“That's true,” she giggled as she leaned back on the car for the second time that day. The first time was when she was coming from the registration office, while the second time was now, at dusk as she was going
Lona Enterprise was one of the rising companies in recent years. With its superb leadership and services that managed to make its customers that their expenditure was worth it, Lona Enterprise continued to grow more and more.From a company that was about to go bankrupt to one of the hottest names in the Forbes magazine, Lona's enterprise had taken the world by surprise with its exponential growth. The price of shares of the company in the stock market climbed the ladder more and more until it was listed in the top 10 companies of the world. That was the glorious history of the Lona Enterprise. The credit for all of this went to the then CEO and the Chairperson of the Lona Enterprise, Samuel Lona and Loretto Lona. The company continued to grow and prosper until that fateful day…Levian’s grandfather, who was sipping water from a transparent glass stopped and looked at Sherry. There was a hint of pity, sympathy, and compassion in his old eyes, however, it was completely hidden under th
"Were you nervous?” Levian asked as he walked behind her, matching his steps with her steps. The lights flickered on the street, creating dancing shadows in the night street.“A bit.” Sherry smiled. “But not anymore.”Her footsteps sounded relaxed now, so Levian believed her.After having a hearty dinner with the grandfather, they returned from the mansion. The dinner was not bad, but things did become awkward midway when the conversation was about food preferences.Sherry had met Levian just yesterday so she had no idea about it, but based on her memory and observation, she had seen Levian eat anything that was given to him. Levian was clever enough the direct the conversation elsewhere after Sherry said a few of his eating habits, among which ninety percent of them were close to the truth. He had once again felt the joy and terror of having a smart wife.“Why don't you two stay the night here?” The elderly man looked at them with hopeful eyes. Living in the big mansion alone with his
With the coat still hanging in his hand, Levian watched with a complicated expression as the gate closed. For the first time ever in his life, he was at a loss for words with a certain someone.“Good night,” Sherry managed to speak in one breath before closing the gate right in his face. When the gate was almost closed, Sherry turned around and peeked at the man on the road. He had not moved from his place- the coat still hung in his hands, lightly swaying in the cold wind. Her sight fell on his well-defined face that was illuminated by the street lamps. “Shit!” She remembered what she had done in the heat of the moment a few minutes ago. She could still feel the gentle touch of her lips on his! The taste was still lingering in her memory- fresh and sweet.BANG!The gate shut with a loud sound-clearly representing her flustered state. “Bold and lewd one moment, shy and innocent the next,” Levian summarized in his head. Shaking his head, he put the coat around his shoulder. He ha
After hearing their small conversation of Roy with that man, and after looking at the GPS, Levian realized the gravity of the situation.“The Zacob family's Southern Port...” Levian stared at the call as he gnashed his teeth. His men were on the enemy turf!***It was around midnight. The sound of the ship departing from the port echoed in the night along with the sound of waves crashing against each other. The sea was dark, but with the cargo in the ship emitting light, it looked as if a party was happening in the middle of the sea.Watching the sea depart, a man sipped on a cup of coffee- pure black coffee without sugar. “Bitter,” he exclaimed as he scrunched his nose. However, he took another sip- as if he was addicted to that bitter taste. The man was tall- his height was around 6 ft and 3 inches. Under the formal coat, his tattooed muscles were bulging. His short hair was oily but combed back elegantly nevertheless. While his face had many scars, they did not escape from the ta
As the first snap of his finger reverberated in the air, it was filled with sounds of gun cocking as Malfoy’s subordinates pulled their trigger- ready to shoot at one word from their boss. The silent night on the seaside was now filled with men, trying to sort out a simple problem. "Raise your hand!"Roy immediately stopped moving and stood his ground, with his hands raised in the air. Following his suite, the remaining three men who had come with him did the same. They could not bear the consequences of acting otherwise in this situation.“What’s the meaning of this?” Roy continued his act of a ‘client’ who had come there on business with Malfoy. “Is this how the great Zacon family treats its esteemed guests?”He scrunched his entire face as he looked at the gun that was being pointed at him.Since Malfoy had not done anything to him yet, Roy figured that the man had no idea as to why they had come there. As there was a possibility that he had not been seen through yet, he wanted to
Sherry The gate locked, blocking the view of Levian from her eyes. “Why did I do that? Damn!” Sherry fisted the air above her- in an attempt to fight the embarrassment she was facing for everything she had done in the past few hours. Her mind wandered back to how she had perversely grabbed Levian’s butt and even dared to act spoilt when he confronted her about it. Thinking back about it, she really did look like a kid. “Can’t cry over the spilled milk, now can I?” Sherry sighed as she walked up the stairs. Since her room was on the third floor, she did not take the elevator, or rather she did not want to take the elevator that particular night. With various thoughts still running amok in her mind, she reached her room. Looking at the familiar door, a smile appeared on her face. There was a keypad on the door. She entered the passcode to her room. With a clicking sound, the door was unlocked. “Home, sweet home!” She pushed the door and entered the room. After making sure the
The curtains in the room were still closed. However, the sunlight managed to peer inside the room through the small gaps in between the curtains fold. It indicated the start of a new sunny day-probably the one filled with joy and bliss.However, the temperature inside the room was chilling- as if it could snow at any moment. On one side of the room, Sherry stood against the wall. With her arms crossed and her face filled with confusion, she stared at the man who was ‘shamelessly’ making himself comfortable on her fluffy couch. “What are you glaring at?” Levian snorted as he pressed a pack of ice on his forehead.“I-” Sherry wanted to say something but she could not make out what she wanted to say. She was at a loss of words. Considering what she had just gone through, it was no surprise.Sherry had wanted to rest for a bit on the couch, however, without her knowledge she had fallen asleep on the couch the whole night. When the door bell of her apartment rang, she was still under the i
“Your Lordship.” Stephan knocked on the door from the outside as he waited for permission to enter the master bedroom. A few seconds passed with no reply.“Your Lordship?” He called him again, a little louder this time. After what felt like an eternity, he heard the lock click open from the inside. As the door swung open, he immediately fixed his posture, standing straight in an attentive position. “He’s still sleeping,” a woman in a loosely fitted silk nightgown said as she walked out, her dark hair falling over her shoulders and a lazy smile playing on her lips. She paused in front of Stephan, her siren-like eyes studying him. “You see,” she winked at him flirtily, “he needs to rest.” Her hand reached out to his neck before resting on his collar. “I can give you company until he wakes up,” she added with a seductive smile, but he didn’t react, maintaining his composed demeanor.“Tsk, boring!” she huffed, rolling her eyes before walking away and stepping into the lift to return
“You–you look,” Levian stuttered playfully as Sherry walked inside the room. Putting down the phone he was holding, he rose to his feet, waiting for Sherry to walk up to him.“Look what?” Sherry asked, suppressing the laughter that was about to escape her lips. Standing next to him, she gently tugged at the fake beard on his face. “This feels so real.”Levian helplessly sighed as he caught hold of her hands and pulled them away from his face. “You look beautiful,” Levian chuckled as he pressed his lips on the back of her palm. “Despite this, well, unconventional look.”After staring at her for a while, he added, “Pink suits you a lot.”“Oh really?” Sherry giggled. “You don’t look bad either,” Sherry added, gently patting him on his shoulder. “Just a tad bit older.”Roy scrunched his nose in disgust at the couple. They still had time to flirt around at a time like this.Apart from the fake beard and slicked-back hair that had streaks of gray, the prosthetics added sagging cheeks to Lev
“Sorry about what happened today,” Sherry apologized as she leaned back in her seat. She exhaled a pent-up sigh as she covered her face in her palm. She knew how important this party was for Levian. “It was not your fault, so don’t apologize!” Levian spoke in a low voice, suppressing his anger because he did not want to scare her anymore. Just thinking about how that bastard tried to misbehave with his wife made his blood boil in anger. “I should have never left you alone,” the words grated out of his mouth as he tightly gripped the wheel. “That son of a bitch!” If not for Sherry holding him back, he would have ripped off that little prick’s dick right there and thrown it to the street dogs to feed on.Even though he'd had a bit of wine, Levian was more clear-headed than ever. While Roy went to get the CCTV footage from the security team, Levian kept his eyes on Vincent. In the meantime, Sherry briefly mentioned how she met Vincent on the balcony and what went between them. When Roy
‘Vincent Troy?’ Sherry’s expression darkened almost immediately the moment she looked at him. ‘What is he doing here? Did he follow me?’ She tightly gripped her wine glass as she sidestepped away from the railings of the balcony while making sure her gaze not once left Vincent’s. Maintaining a calm face, she smiled at Vincent, “What a pleasant surprise, Mr. Vincent.” After making sure she was in a safe space she added, “I never thought I would see you after that day in the court.”“Fuck!” Vincent swore under his breath when he was reminded of how humiliatingly Sarah got divorced from him. Glaring at Sherry, he barked at her. “Watch what you say bitch!” The divorce trial in the court made him the laughingstock of the town. Along with his wife, he lost every asset he had in his name and was even disowned by his parents. As if sprinkling salt all over his wound, his father let him have the company that was on the verge of bankruptcy.Running his hands over his hair, he chuckled dangero
When the elderly ladies heard footsteps approaching, they stopped chatting and drinking. They tried to behave as casually as possible when they spotted Sherry walking towards their seating area with Madam Jasmine, even though they had been staring at her since she entered the dinner hall, acting surprised when she took a seat next to them. “Hello, ladies,” Sherry greeted everyone with a polite smile as she took one of the available seats. Madam Jasmine sat beside her and gestured to a waiter to bring over a drink for the new guest. By the time the waiter returned with the drinks, the group of ladies had finished introducing themselves. “Sorry, I don’t really drink,” Sherry quickly rejected the offer when a waiter approached her with a tray of wines. “I am not much of a drinker.” Her alcohol tolerance was notoriously low as she avoided drinking since she had to spend most of her time operating on patients. One of the ladies, Maisel, chuckled as she sipped her wine, "Don't be such a
Fleets of cars drove into the premises of Emerald City Banquet, where Victor Khas was hosting his party. The Banquet was lit with LED and fairy lights and decorated with flowers and sash wherever necessary. While the rest of the city prepared to retire for the night, the guests attending this exclusive event were just getting started. Unlike parties with stars from the entertainment industry, this was a private gathering for the city's leading businessmen and politicians. Therefore, maximum security had been arranged to ensure no paparazzi could enter, except for the designated photographers.Around 10 p.m., Levian and Sherry arrived at the banquet in a Rolls Royce driven by Roy. They were neither late, nor too early, and Levian loved this aspect of social gatherings like these.After all, it was all about making connections. The earlier you arrived, the more people you could meet and vice-versa. From that perspective, it made no sense for them to arrive earlier than necessary. By no
"Nice shot!" Levian clapped as Sherry hit the target dead center. Standing up, he walked over to her just as she was removing her headphones. She placed the gun on the counter and waited for him to approach.“I’ve improved a lot, haven’t I?” Sherry asked with a bright grin as Levian wrapped her in a hug. Pulling back, he chuckled before hugging her again. “Yep, you’re amazing.” And he wasn’t just saying that to make her feel better.Her precision was godlike. Now that she could handle the recoils of the gun, she could easily hit the target. Her focus was one-of-a-kind. Considering how she was the best neurosurgeon in the country, it pretty much made sense. She got better at handling guns than most of his men did and it had just been a week since they started!“Also, there was a call from Grandpa,” Levian said as they were preparing to leave the shooting range. “It seems Mr. Victor Khas is getting discharged today.” Sherry gave a light hum in response. It was better for him to recupera
“Whatever happened to strength training?” Sherry asked as she eyed the gun in her hand. She had expected wrestling or boxing training. Shooting practice was the farthest thing from her imagination. Levian chuckled. “This is better than wrestling,” he said as a man handed him a gun. He gave a light nod to the man. The men in black suits all left, leaving Sherry and Levian alone in the firing range. Pointing to a pair of headphones, he said, “Put them on, you will need them.” Sherry followed his instructions and fixed it around her head. Levian wasn’t wearing anything, but that was expected. He was used to this. When was the first time he learned to shoot? Sherry wondered as she watched him walk inside the booth and raise his gun, his attention all focused on the target in front of him. Bang! Bang! Bang!Levian fired three consecutive bullets, each hitting the pivotal area of the target–the forehead, the heart, and the lungs, while the third bullet lodged itself on the kneecap of the
“What were you talking about with Grandpa?” Levian asked as Sherry entered their room. After dinner, he had excused himself to his room as he was a bit occupied with his company’s work. He was seated behind a desk, working on his laptop after finishing dinner.“Just normal chit chat you know,” said Sherry as she sat down on the bed. Exhaling deeply, she threw herself on the bed, turning her head to look at Levian.Sherry noticed he hadn’t changed his dress. He was still wearing a white shirt, the one he had worn that morning. He had unbuttoned some of the topmost buttons, revealing his clavicle. Sherry gulped as she noticed the veins on his forearms that peeked out from under his messily rolled-up sleeves. “Mr. Smith,” Sherry spoke in a soft voice. “Are you trying to seduce me again?”“Seduce?” Levian raised his eyebrows, quickly faking a frown, “Looks like I need to teach you its real meaning.”Turning around in the chair, he gestured for her to come forward with one hand, while the