“What is it?” Sherry asked as she rushed into the study room. She found Roy kneeling in front of the wooden table, his hand seemingly pulling something from under.“Well…” Roy said as he pulled out an old tin casket. He dusted off his hand as he stood up and smiled at Sherry. “You might want to take a look at this?”“Wow,” Sherry breathed as she looked at a medium-sized tin casket on the floor. “Finally, something that seems useful.”Roy agreed. This seemed promising. “But, what kind of antique piece is this, holy lord?” He eyed the tin casket suspiciously. It was old and antique but that was it. Precious? It did not look the part. Compared to the rest of the valuable items in the room, this casket was…unimpressive. “Whatever kind it is, you did a good job finding it,” Sherry smiled. Seeing that Sherry wanted to take a closer look at the casket, Roy picked it up and placed it on the table.“Oh, it’s a lot lighter than I expected,” Roy muttered scrunching his nose which was followed b
The silence between Bella and Sherry dissipated when four black cars came rushing and came to a halt right in front of them.‘Now who the fuck are these pests?’ Bella squinted her eyes in annoyance at the entry of the unexpected guests…pretty much forgetting the fact she was an uninvited guest over there. Simon and the other men stepped out in a rush. They immediately caught sight of Bella standing opposite Sherry. Friend or foe? Did not matter. The agents moved quickly, forming a protective semi-circle around Sherry, their eyes fixed on this unfamiliar lady.“Roy, what’s going on here?” Simon asked. Although the girl looked frail, she had an overwhelming aura of hatred surrounding her. He quickly turned to Sherry and asked, “Are you alright, Miss Sherry?” Sherry smiled assuringly and waved her hand in the air, “I am alright Simon…She is well, and acquaintance.”Roy motioned to Simon to calm down as the situation was under control. Bella’s gaze flicked between Sherry and the grou
"Malfoy Zacob?" Sherry had quite an impression of the man. He was tall, bulky, and, well, dangerous. With everything going on in her life, she had almost forgotten about him."He's at your office, right?" Levian confirmed with his grandfather, who nodded."Alright, let's go," Levian gently nudged Sherry's shoulder.Sherry supported him as they walked toward the elevator. The old master’s office was on the top floor. The door to the elevator opened silently, and both Levian and Sherry stepped inside. Noticing that his grandfather was trying to join them, Levian spoke up, “It’s alright, Grandpa. He’s here on business.”“Business?” His grandfather eyed him suspiciously. “What kind of business?”Before Levian could answer, Sherry stepped in, “Grandpa, it’s for me.”His grandfather remained slightly suspicious. After all, it was unusual for Levian to associate with his rivals. But thinking about how it might concern Sherry, he chose not to press further. Many things had changed in Levian
“Time to head back,” Sherry murmured as she helped Levian to his feet, her other hand reaching down to gather the scattered documents that Malfoy had left behind. “It’s almost finished,” glancing at the nearly empty IV drip, she added, “You should get a new one.” “Sherry…” Levian hesitated as he called her name. “Hmm?” Sherry hummed gently and raised her head to look at him. “Let’s go home. I don’t want to stay here any longer.” The hospital, with its sterile walls and constant smell of antiseptic, stirred up too many bad memories. He despised it all— the medicines, the doctors, the endless checkups. But if it was so difficult for him, he could only imagine how much worse it was for Sherry–to be constantly reminded of her nightmares. “But–” Sherry started to protest. He was weak and needed to rest more. “No buts.” Levian cut her off firmly. He had made up his mind. “We’re going back.” A soft smile tugged at his lips. “Besides, I have a personal doctor to take care of me.” “Eh
“Kids these days ah,” Levian’s grandfather muttered, shaking his head as he watched Sherry and Levian drive out of the hospital parking lot. He would have loved to have them around for a few more days, but alas, these lovebirds wanted to return to their nest. “They should have at least said goodbye to me before leaving.”Just as he was sulking in his office, one of the hospital staff entered to collect the tea cups.“The patient in ward 007 has left,” he instructed her, “get someone to clean it.”“Yes, sir, but the thing is... there still seems to be someone inside,” the lady informed him. “Someone inside?” the old man asked, raising an eyebrow.“Yes, sir. I sent the staff earlier, but they came back saying there were still people inside the ward, and they appeared to be arguing.” “Arguing?”“Yes sir, but since these are VIP patients, no one dared to pry further,” she explained before leaving the room.The old man frowned in thought. There were only a few people who would dare argu
Sherry was caught off guard when she was suddenly pulled down by Levian. Before she could wrap her head around what was happening, she had landed on the soft mattress next to him with a light plop. Levian drew up the blanket and covered her before she had the chance to roll away. Levian frowned seeing that Sherry was squirming around, trying to get away from him. He wrapped his free arm tightly around her and pulled her close. “Sleep,” He ordered her as he planted a light kiss on her forehead. “Come on, I am not sleepy at all,” Sherry complained. However, right at that moment, a long yawn escaped her mouth, betraying her. “...”Sherry’s cheeks flushed red in embarrassment. She pulled the blanket up to cover her face. “Don’t laugh,” She said, angrily. She swore she could see Levian’s smug face mocking her even through the blanket!“So, are you going to sleep or not?” Levian asked playfully, “Or, do I need to sing a lullaby?” Sherry huffed in exasperation, before finally giving in to
“Oh, my good ol’ friend Levian!” Jack once again sprang to his feet, startling Sherry who was staring at the jewellery in her hand. Sherry placed the locket on the table and went by his side at once.“Why are you already moving around on your own?” Sherry sighed as she brought him to the couch she was sitting on. “If you needed anything you could have called me.”“I did,” Levian shrugged as he spoke, “But you did not listen to me.” Sherry gave him a side look and asked, “When did you even wake up?” Levian chuckled seeing her worried expression. He did not know how to convince this woman that he was really alright. “Just after you left.” The bed did not feel as warm and cozy as when she was in there, sleeping. So, he too got out of bed, removed the IV drip, and decided to join them in the living room.“So, you did your homework?” Levian said, turning his attention to Jack who was eyeing the couple like a crazy fangirl. He would have loved to introduce Sherry officially to him but th
“Is this everything?” Levian’s grandfather asked Simon when he saw that he had brought only one suitcase. From what he knew, Sarah had left the Troy mansion for good. So, he was expecting more than just one suitcase.“I was only asked to bring it over, sir.” Simon was confused. Mrs. Rena had only given him this suitcase. He had left without asking further questions. He simply shook his head and said, “So, I have no idea about that, sir.” “She can always buy new ones.” The old man muttered to himself. He did not want to press him further, so he asked him to leave, as his work was done there. After he was gone, the family butler helped bring the suitcase inside the house.Sarah sat in the drawing room, quietly sipping warm water from a mug. When she saw the butler bringing in her suitcase, her stomach dropped, making her feel anxious. She was hoping Levian was kidding about making her stay here; however, she realized Levian was dead serious this time.“Master, where should I keep this?
“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