“A beautiful day here for every soul who is ready to make peace and the worst of it to who won’t dance to my tune!” Ala’s voice echoed the whole room immediately as he banged the door opened with his feet, holding a gun in his hand.The guys inside the room quickly reached out to their weapons and, with guns, daggers and knives in their hands, they stood on their feet. “Who is that!” They asked in a raised voice because of the shock which Ala’s manner created in them, but immediately as they stared at the entrance and saw who was standing, they put their weapons down and sighed.“Oh, Ala. It’s you.” They uttered and the three guys who were sitting on a bench sighed and fell their bottoms back on it and relaxed their head on the wall.“You scared us…” another guy confessed, reaching out for his glass of alcohol. He sipped it and sat on the floor. “Let’s go.” He instructed, facing the other guys he was playing cards with.After watching them returned to their activities, he paced forwar
“Go in and take her if you’re man enough.” Shushi let out and his words made Ala to snicker.“Are you daring me, Shushi?” Ala asked with his hands place on his chest.Shushi joggled his head. “Yes, I am,” he spoke out. “And I want to see what you can. Go in to take her if you can, and once you cross the line. Don’t get angry if I disrespect you.”Ala chuckled softly and without giving a response to Shushi, he had a onetime glance backward and snapped his fingers. “Hey!” He said and two of his guys moved forward.“Yes, boss.” They bowed their heads.“Go in there and get the lady for me.” Ala commanded.“Wait,” Shushi uttered in an ordering tone and Ala’s guy slowed down. “Are you really doing this? Can’t you just wait until Caesar return and discuss this with him? It’s not proper. We’ve been paid handsomely to get this job done. Think about it, Ala.”Ala sighed. “I can’t wait for him to return and I won’t discuss it with him over the phone, so Shushi, if you want this to be done properl
Patricia slowly opened her eyes.“You’re awake.”She heard a voice and, looking at her left side, she saw Cohen staring at her with concern written over his paled face.“Are you okay?” He asked. The concern in his voice matching the worry on his face as he took a step closer and helped her to sit up.“You should rest.” He uttered and gently helped to rest her back on the wall.He took his hand off her and took a step backward. “How’re you feeling now? Are you okay? Do you feel pain anywhere?” He stormed her with questions and, without waiting for her response, he turned around and faced the door. “Let me call the doctor.”“Don’t worry, I am fine.” She stopped him and immediately as he glanced backward, she flung a question. “How did I get here? Where’s Bastian? My son, how’s he? Why haven’t you left to Russia alone? You should have left without me. Nothing is as important as my son.”Cohen cast his face downward. “It’s just been three days and I’ve decided to leave early tomorrow morni
Bastian parked at the parking lot and immediately, as he raised his gaze to look at his right side, he saw Cohen and Elsie standing at the airport entrance. “That’s Cohen and Elsie. Guess they’ve been waiting for a while,” he let out, glancing at Patricia.He took off the seatbelt and instructed. “Get down. You’ve thirty minutes before your flight time.”Patricia sighed and instantly took off his seat belt. Bastian unlocked the car, and she got down with a weary face.Bastian got down. He walked to the back and took down her traveling box and walked to her side.“Let’s go.” Patricia instructed. She took a step forward, expecting Bastian to do the same, but he didn’t. She gave him a backward glance and stepped backward. “Why aren’t you moving? Let’s go.”Bastian sighed and licked his lips. He put the bag down and slightly turned to face Patricia so he would glance directly into her eyes. He grabbed her hands and locked eyes with her. “Patricia…” he called and paused.“What’s it?” Patric
“The cab will be here soon.” Patricia informed immediately as they stepped out of the airport with her chin slightly raised her a bit. She has been avoiding him and turned a deaf ear to everything he has been saying since Bastian and Elsie departed and now, she didn’t even want to look at him in the face.“Okay,” Cohen let out with his face cast downward. “Patricia, do you-”Patricia raised her right index finger, telling him to shut up. “Mind yourself, Cohen,” she cautioned him. “You know why we’re here and I will appreciate it if you can be mindful of what you will talk about, please. We’re here because of Williams and nothing else.”Cohen tightened his lips and nodded. “Okay,” he agreed and apologized. “I’m sorry.”“You don’t have to be. Just mind yourself and avoid getting on my nerves, that’s all. Please, let’s be guided, and don’t misuse this opportunity.” She let out in a rude tone.A cab parked in their front, and without gazing at him, she took a step forward. “The cab is here
“Mom!” Williams shouted on top of his lungs immediately as he sighted his mom from outside the room through the glass. He wanted to stand from his bed and run out to meet his mom, but the nurse attending to him held him back.“You can’t run around,” the nurse cautioned, gently grabbing his hand. “Your mom is coming here. Calm down, good boy.”Williams controlled the happiness in him. He nodded his head and sat calmly, waiting for his mother to enter.Patricia pushed the door backward and rushed to meet Williams. “Son…” she uttered, and immediately as she arrived beside the bed, she opened her arms and hugged him. “My son…”“Ouch!” Williams groaned. His mother’s hand has mistakenly touched the syringe needles which was used to pass the drip into his body so he felt a slight pain.Patricia quickly took a step backward. “What’s wrong, my son?!” She asked. The concern on her face matching the worry on her face. “Are you okay?! What happened?!”Williams touched the spot he felt the pain and
“What’s going on here?” A guy threw a question and Patricia turned around to him.“Who are you, please?” Patricia threw a question, and without giving the guy a space to talk, she voiced out. “I want to see the manager. I’m stressed already and I can’t allow you to be stressing on what I paid for.”“I’m the manager here, ma,” the guy introduced. “My name is Ryan. We’re sorry for any inconvenience you’re encountering right now. Please, what’s the issue?”“I asked my secretary booked a hotel room here. We’re coming from another city and this isn’t my first time here,” Patricia explained. “I lost the card, and I requested she should check to confirm. She saw that the room was booked, but she can’t validate it because I’m not here with the access card,”She elevated her shoulders a bit and stretched her hands beside her. “Who does that? The payment already showed. What will it take her to validate it?” She spoke with anger.Ryan bowed his head, wearing a beam. “Once again, ma, we’re sorry
Veronica wiped the tears on Cohen’s face and, with a low, pitiful tone, she spoke with him. “What are you talking about?” She interrogated. “Cohen, you aren’t the type to mess around. What kind of mess have you caused that mentioning it makes you weep? Talk to me. Should we go inside to talk? Hun?”“I don’t want to talk too much since you hate me being like that then,” Veronica let out. “Cohen, sincerely speaking, you don’t look like you. You look bothered and with a mere gaze into your eyes, it’s obvious you’re going through late. You’re bothered. You don’t look well and you’re forcing a smile on your face to cover it up. The smile doesn’t even look genuine to me,”“The tears on your face look like that’s what your soul craves for at the moment, but you’re holding them back. What exactly happened, Cohen? And what’s going on now as well? Tell me everything. It may not be too late as you thought. Maybe there’s still a solution.”Cohen inhaled softly and licked his lips. “It is,” he spok
To my dear readers,Thanks for embarking on the journey of my first novel. Your time, coins, gems, and comments mean a lot, and it's the reason I keep going until the end.While writing this book, some left comments to criticize my works and I appreciate them all. I will make use of them and put more effort into avoiding such mistakes (grammatical, word usage, and construction of the plot) in my next books. I am a new author and still finding my way and I promise to work harder and better to make every coin and time you spend on my works worth it.Cohen and Patricia's story ends here, but we will still meet them in the next books in the series.As planned, I want to continue to create the characters' universe for them because of the impact they make in this complete novel. I hope you will stay with me and keep giving your support.If things go as planned, we will have another five amazing journeys to embark on in this series and the next books to come are for:1. Ailee and Bastian.2.
-THREE MONTHS LATER-“What are you doing, Cohen?” Patricia challenged as Cohen slowly reversed the car. “Aren’t we going to pick the kid at the school anymore?”“We will.” Cohen answered as he drove into the other lane and headed toward their street.“Then why are you reversing? Why are you heading back home?” She questioned.“I forgot something at home.” Cohen informed.“What did you forget? Hun?” she asked, looking at him with a side of her eyes.“My phone.” Cohen responded.“Why must we go back to pick up your phone? It will take less than an hour to get back home. Can’t you just let’s go?” She queried.“I can’t because I am a business owner. I mustn’t stay away from my phone.” Cohen gave an excuse with his eyes fixed on the road ahead.“It’s the weekend, Cohen. No one will call you today. Stop giving excuses and let’s pick the kids. We shouldn’t keep them waiting for a long time.” Patricia said.“I’m not going because of business, but I need to pay fees before we can take the kids
Cohen discharged a deep breath as he walked out of the bathroom. He paused for a second and rounded his hands over his waist, forgetting what he wanted to do next at that moment.A thought passed through his mind and he wiped his right hand over his face with the left still on the waist.Patricia’s phone rang, and he walked to the cabinet on the bedside and picked it up. “Who could be?” He wondered with his eyes furrowed, confused, and before he could turn to the door, the call ended and a message came into her eyes.Since Patricia’s phone was always unlocked, Cohen saw the message’s content and his eyes enlarged as a surprised tone escaped his mouth. “Hun!”He bit his lower lip and after a few second thought, he reached a conclusion and instantly swiped the message to the left to delete it. He returned the phone to the bed cabinet and rushed out of the room.He arrived in the sitting room and saw his mother watching the TV while Elsie was packing their breakfast out of the kitchen an
“Who is here for me?” Anna threw a question at the security officer escorting her out of the room, showing no interest in meeting the person. The security officer opened the door for her and immediately as she sighted Patricia, she veered around.Patricia quickly stood on her feet. “Is that how to treat a guest?” She threw a question. “Shouldn’t you at least stay to hear why I am here? Your daughter, Rachel, don’t you have any message you want to pass to her?”Patricia’s words made Anna’s feet froze, and she halted for a minute before she slowly veered around and walked to the chair and sat down. “I have no message for Rachel. She doesn’t deserve a mother like me. I don’t worth to be called a mother,” she poured out. “Tell me why you are here. I don’t want to talk with you.”Patricia discharged a deep breath and sighed. She stared at Anna with a pity and despite having a lot of things in her mind, she couldn’t open her mouth to talk at the moment.Anna sighed. “Take your eyes away fro
Anna abruptly opened the door and banged in, panting. “Ma! Ma! Ma!” She shouted, running towards Patricia’s desk.Patricia was shocked, and she couldn’t utter a word. Instead, she widened her eyes and watched Anna arrived in front of her desk before she could pull a word out. “What happened?” She asked, the worried in her voice cooperating with the concern in her voice.Anna breathed heavily as she bent her back and placed her hands on her knees.“What happened?!” Patricia raised her voice. She was getting more scared by Anna’s reaction.Anna panted for another second before she raised her hand and stood straight on her feet. “It’s him…” she uttered, but couldn’t complete her statement.She pointed her thumb at her back, crossing it over her shoulder without looking backward. “It’s him…” she continued, struggling to complete her statement but couldn’t.“It’s who?” Patricia asked, with her lips already quivering. “Calm yourself and talk, Anna. What happened? It’s who? Please, talk. You’
Ailee walked into the office and stood in front of Bastian’s head. She bowed her head, holding a file in her hand. “Good morning, sir,” she greeted, but Bastian, whose head was placed on the desk, didn’t respond to her.“Good morning, sir,” she greeted again, but still no response.She furrowed her face. “What’s wrong with him?” She asked herself in a low voice. She observed him for a second and bent a bit to check if he was sleeping, but his eyes were wide open, making her guess he was just lost in thought.She elevated her shoulder a bit with her mouth shaped to the left a little. “What’s wrong with him?” She asked herself put the file on the desk and let out. “The president said I should give this to you.”She eyed her for another few minutes and turned around to leave, but as she took three steps forward, she halted because she was worried and couldn’t leave Bastian in that situation.“Gosh…” she uttered and discharged a soft breath and, without giving her decision a second thought
Patricia heard a knock on the floor, and she stopped pressing her laptop. She glanced at her wristwatch. “8:05 Am? Who could it be?” She wondered.She stared at the door and raised her voice so it could reach the person. “Come in.” She permitted and immediately continued pressing her laptop.“Good morning, ma.”She heard a familiar voice and instantly raised her gaze. “Cohen?!” she exclaimed with her eyes widened in disbelief, and she couldn’t say another word. Instead, she fixed her eyes on him and watched him stride closer.Cohen arrived in front of his desk and bowed his head. “Good morning, ma,” he greeted. He raised his head and crossed his hand behind him as he stared downward and slightly bent his neck to apologize. “I’m sorry I arrived late,”“I have to drop my mother at the hospital.” He exclaimed.“What are-” Patricia opened her mouth to talk, but Cohen interrupted her.“I’m sorry. I know that’s not an excuse. I shouldn’t involve family matters in business, but I have to sta
“Be careful…” Patricia cautioned Williams, who was already a few steps ahead of her out of the hospital and had been jumping around since the doctor said he was perfectly healthy now. There was no injection for him anymore.“Mom, please call Dad. This call for celebration. I am happy,” Williams let out. He stopped jumping, but couldn’t help pacing fast because he was so excited. He halted and glanced backward at his mother. “And don’t forget to invite Mr. Cohen as well. He needs to be there. I hope he is fine now and will have the strength to come.”“Sure, I will,” she agreed. She took a few steps closer to her and bent in his front. She passed the medicine nylon in her right hand to the left and placed it on Williams’s shoulder. “Williams, I know this won’t sound well with you or you won’t like it, but now that the truth is out and you know who Cohen is, you should change how you address him.”Williams furrowed his face as he raised his shoulder, stretching his hands beside him. “What
-Many weeks later-“Ma, it’s Mrs. Charlotte. She has been waiting for over two hours.” Anna proclaimed immediately as she entered the office. Patricia was working on a file, and Anna’s announcement made her halted. She raised her gaze and looked at Anna’s face. “Why did you keep her waiting?” She questioned. “You should have told her I was in a meeting.”“I did, but she insisted on staying, and Ailee told me to allow her. I even invited her to come into the office to wait for you, but she declined saying she doesn’t worth it.” Anna explained.Patricia sighed and closed the file on her desk. She stood and walked out of her seat, asking, “where is she now?”“At the third floor. She is waiting with others question,” Anna responded. Patricia had already walked to her side, and before she could add another word, Patricia increased her speed and already walked past her.Anna turned around and paced to Patricia with three steps between them. “You can stay. I will go call her.” She offered.