Well, i am back after who knows how long. Life is as hectic as ever but got time to chill and write...tho needed to catch up on the story myself hehe.
Levian was still cupping Sherry’s face when suddenly there was a knock on the door leading towards the kitchen. Levian’s eyebrows slightly creased, but immediately returned to normal.Raising his head, he looked towards the door, only to find Sarah standing with a smile on her face.“What is it?” His voice was cold as he retracted his hands that were cupping Sherrry’s face. Sarah had seen them getting intimate and although it pricked her heart, she pretended to have not seen anything at all.Although she was unhappy, because Levian was still there, she could only fake politeness and act blind.“Levian, why don’t you come and help me in the kitchen?” She smiled politely. “I miss watching you cook.” She added with a smile that was laced with nostalgia and sadness. The pleading look on her face was enough to melt even stone, Sherry thought.Levian did not speak a word.‘Will he deny my request?’ Although it had never happened before, Sarah panicked when she was faced with the expressio
“Mr.Smith?” “Hmm?” Levian hummed in response as they were walking upstairs from the kitchen. He glanced at Sherry as if waiting for her to go on.“Err…” Faced with his curious yet patient gaze, Sherry bit down on her lips- unable to form words to express her thought. She wanted to ask how things were progressing on his side. After all, she had done her part of the deal and it was only right for her to question him.“Don’t worry,” Levian said when he understood her thought. He brought his hand near to her face and carefully swiped away the strand of hair from her face- tucking it behind her ears. “I’ve got you, alright?” His low voice reverberated softly.“Uhm,” Sherry hummed in response by slightly nodding her head. Whatever this man said, it always calmed her and showed her hope. “I will leave it to you then.”“That’s a good girl,” Levian giggled, feeling pleased. “Now, go get rest,” Levian smiled gently as he bid goodnight to Sherry. “What about you?” Sherry asked seeing that he
The inky darkness outside indicated the profound stillness of the night. Most people had already retired to their beds, but one man remained alert and wide awake, with no luxury of even considering rest. Levian sat in his study, surrounded by a cluster of important documents. He was poring over every detail with utmost care and precision, his concentration unbroken. There were stacks of papers and files scattered across his table, each one containing crucial information. Every so often, Levian would pause from his reading and tap his computer screen. He would then scroll through a series of detailed maps and data, scrutinizing each one with a critical eye. He was deep in thought, his mind racing as he tried to make sense of the information in front of him. The situation in Udyous was getting worse. The rebellion and terrorism had already spread across the entire country like wildfire. If this situation were to continue, by the time they had reached the six-month mark, it might be mu
"Good morning, Sherry," Mrs. Rena greeted Sherry as she walked downstairs carrying her bag and key. "Good morning, Auntie," Sherry greeted her as she sat down for breakfast. Levian was not in his study when she checked while coming for breakfast. "Did he leave already?" she asked Mrs. Rena. Even though she did not say "again," Mrs. Rena understood. "Don't be sad, he is a busy man," Mrs. Rena said consoling words as she put warm egg toast on her plate. She placed a bowl of soup and smiled. "Drink it while it's hot." "What's for breakfast?" a sweet voice pierced the silence of the dining room. Sarah came out of her room dressed in a luxurious silk dress, her hair tied neatly behind her in a bun."Good morning, young miss," Mrs. Rena greeted Sarah with a bow. Sarah returned her greeting with her signature gentle smile. "We have soup and warm toast," Sherry said, lifting her head to look at Sarah. Come and eat before it cools off." "...," Sarah cursed inwardly when she saw Sher
As she watched Sherry leave the house, Sarah felt her phone vibrate. It was a text from her husband’s subordinate- the one whom she had paid to keep an eye on her husband in secret.Uneasiness crept into her heart as she looked at the PNG file that had been emailed to her. ‘He didn’t…right?’ Sarah opened the file with a tap on the screen. Her expression immediately became ugly as she looked at the adulterous couple in the picture. But what made her really angry was the place they were currently in. The presidential suite and the luxurious hotel…it was in this city!“Miss, are you alright?” She heard Mrs. Rena’s voice. ‘Am I alright?’ Sarah gritted her teeth as she stood up from her chair aggressively. Without answering the housekeeper, she rushed to her room and locked the door behind her. Taking a deep breath, she dialed a number. After a few rings, the other side picked up the call.“W-why did you come here?” Sarah yelled into the phone. “Do you have a death wish?!”“So loud…” A
[3 days ago, Vincent Troy’s Mansion]“W-What? How could this have happened?” Vincent’s mother fell on her couch when she heard the news. If not for her husband catching her in time, she would have hit her head real bad.“Vincent, are you sure the company is really going bankrupt?” A stern-looking man in a tuxedo and formal attire asked Vincent, who looked like his entire world had just fallen. “Dad,” Vincent looked up at his father. “I did not think my luck was this bad,” he smashed his fist into the cushion next to him. “We have to do something.” Vincent grabbed his head in anger. The idea of being poor scared him to death. He had seen people who were dirt poor. They were nothing more than pigs to him. If he could not save the company, he would lose everything. The man looked at his son and sat down on the sofa. “The shareholders will start seeing the changes in the stock market soon this way,” he sighed. “If you can’t save the company before then, we are better off starting to pa
“Miss, where are you going?” Mrs. Rena asked Sarah who hurried away without bothering to answer her. Mrs. Rena watched the white BMW drive out of the villa with a confused expression. “Miss Sarah is acting weird today…” Thirty minutes later, the same white BMW stopped in front of a luxurious seven-star hotel. Sarah jumped out of the car and was immediately greeted by one of the parking attendants. Without waiting for him to speak, Sarah threw the car keys at the man. “Park it for me.” “Yes, Miss.” The parking attendant nodded. He wanted to ask her if there were any requests she had but she was long gone. “Some people really be rushing through life,” the attendant thought to himself as he watched Sarah march straight into the hotel. Once inside the lobby, Sarah looked around at the extravagant interior of the hotel. There were not many people around but it made sense. She took out her phone and called a number. “I am in the lobby,” she said, “I am here to see him.” After placing
The group entered a presidential suite that was elegant yet sophisticated in design. The suite has also been redesigned to be fit for holding private lunches and meetings. Mr. Victor Khas looked around and nodded in approval of the choice of place. As much as he was a businessman, he was also an aesthete. Roy led them to a room where they were going to have their meeting and lunch. As his boss was the one who called the meeting, he immediately took up the role of the host. He gave a professional smile and looked at Mr. Victor. “Please,” he asked Mr. Victor to take a seat at the top of the table which was followed by Levian sitting on an adjacent chair. “I am glad you agreed to this meeting on such a short notice.” Mr. Victor gave a joyful laugh and said, “You are lucky, a day late and I would have left the city.” After all, he had already been in this city for around 3 days. That was long considering how busy his schedule was.Donald Kruk looked at the ‘secret’ exchange of
“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