The court had been swift in declaring Marcus and Michael's verdict.Michael had hired a hot-shot criminal lawyer that lied like fuck during the entire hearing. The man was so good that he had almost even convinced everyone at the hearing that his client Michael was innocent, but the evidence was just too much against him.Marcus had been sentenced to ten years in prison with light labor in a penitentiary in California.Michael was sentenced to twenty-one years in prison, with hard labor and no parole. His modeling career was over, his life was over as it stood."Mark my words, you will pay for this!" Michael had said to Iryna when he was being thrown in a van."It should get old by now, shouldn't it?" Lucien waved him away at the court.Amanda Walters was still being held by the FBI, and it looked like it would remain like that for a while.The FBI wanted to fish out all information about the Mafia network in Latin America.Tyrese's charred body was later recovered.It was discovered
Iryna was worried.She had been sitting on the same spot for more than three hours now and her back was aching. She took a napkin from her pocket and mopped the beads of sweat that had gathered around her brows. She knew she had to look good. It was an important day - the day she was going to finally going to say “Yes” to the handsome model, her high school crush and long time boyfriend, Michael Grant. She had been looking forward to this day for a very long time now and she was very much excited.A message popped up on her phone screen and she opened it in a hurry to see who it was.“Sorry Iryna. I almost forgot about the outing. I’ll be there in a few…”Iryna smiled and adjusted her glasses on her face. She didn’t care if she had to wait for hours to see Michael. What mattered to her was that he was coming. She giggled in excitement and arranged the table quickly. Everything needed to be in order.She turned around to see that the waiter was smiling at her. The waiter, Fred Wal
The sound of the phone ringing on the table was what woke Iryna up the next morning. After a long day that started with waiting for hours and ended with a painful rejection, Iryna Gallagher had walked all the way home and fallen on her bed in tears. She had slept off crying that night and she would have still been sleeping as late as 11am that morning if not for the person that was calling her continuously.Iryna stood up angrily and took the phone to look at who it was. It was the waiter, Fred Walters. Could the damn old man not leave her alone for just a minute! She cut the call and threw her phone on the table before falling face first on the bed. She was still on the blue gown she had worn for the engagement party and she didn’t care if she got it rumpled. She was going to do whatever she liked. What’s the worst that could happen anyways?The phone rang again and Iryna grunted in anger as she stood up to pick the call. It was Fred. She picked the call and started barking
The car screeched to a halt after about fifteen minutes of driving and Iryna strained her eyes to see where they had stopped. The tinted windows blocked her view however and she closed her eyes once more in the hope that when she opened them again, she would discover that she had been dreaming.Iryna’s eyes opened to the harsh reality that she was not dreaming. It was real. One of the men caught her by the arm and pulled her out of the car and she squinted under the light of the sun. It was afternoon and they didn’t even care that the day was bright and people would be watching. They led her towards the door of a mansion and the man in front pushed the gate open. Iryna looked around quickly and did a quick sign of the cross. If she was actually in trouble with the owner of that mansion, then there was no saving her. They stopped at the entrance of a hallway and pushed it open. The hall came into full view immediately and Iryna marveled at the beauty of the place. The walls wer
Marcus Evans stared at the paper that lay on the table in front of him. He could barely believe his eyes. His business partner and benefactor, Fred Walters was dead and he had passed down his chain of companies to his new wife. Marcus Evans was not new to the business. He knew what it meant. Fred’s lawyer, Jeremy had already sent him a mail informing him of a meeting with the new boss at midnight where all the necessary documents would be signed. He knew that once again, he would have to be smart in his negotiations and make sure he got the new boss to inject funds into his company, Evans Modeling agency.He squeezed the paper and threw it in the dustbin.“Should have waited till after we released the winter collection before he died,” Marcus grunted. “I was really looking forward to the success of that show.”“It can still be successful with the new owner,” Audrey chipped in.Marcus turned to face Audrey and sighed. Audrey was his only daughter, and at twenty five, the only thi
It was when Iryna received the call from Fred’s lawyer, she knew she was not dreaming. She was actually going to inherit all this wealth!Fred’s lawyer, Jeremy had called her earlier that day to inform her of the meeting with all the stakeholders and CEO’s of the thirty companies that she now owned. Apparently, Fred had opened all his companies under different names and given them to different people to run for him after signing a contract with them. They were to help him manage and groom it and at the end of the calendar year, they received a great percent of the company’s profit.It seemed more like a charity organization to Iryna considering the fact that they weren’t even putting in any capital. Fred was the one solely funding all the companies.Iryna skimmed through the documents quickly, taking note of the companies that Fred had been funding and the profit they brought to him yearly. Running through the document, she found out that Evans Modelling Agency had been the high
Marcus Evans had never seen his daughter's jaw drop so hard that it popped, but he bore witness to it that night."Are you alright? What is it?" Marcus whispered to his daughter.The jaw pop was so audible that some of the people around him heard it and were looking at his daughter strangely.Audrey herself was having some difficulties closing her jaw. This was not what she was expecting to see. She tried to lean to Michael, perhaps he could explain what was happening.But Michael ignored her completely. His eyes were fixed on Iryna Gallagher who sat directly in front of him from across the table.Michael swallowed and pulled his shirt away from his neck. He blinked hard hoping that the image in front of him would vanish.But no matter how much he did this, she was still there staring straight at him. He couldn't help but remember what a friend had told him some time back.'Hell hath no fury as a woman scorned.'Her predatory sharp stare sent shivers down his spine. His back became so
Michael swallowed hard. He felt his saliva land hard with a thud in his belly. He wasn't the CEO of Evans Modelling, but he felt he was the one put on the hot seat. He still couldn’t believe how his luck had changed so drastically."Evans Modelling," Iryna repeated and glanced at Marcus this time."Yes, Mrs Walters," Marcus stood up but Jeremy gestured for him to sit down and he returned to his seat."Mr Evans," Iryna paused, then she scoffed. "I studied your whole financial statement for last year, I also know that you have been the largest benefactor of Mr Walters." She removed her gloves and rubbed her hands together as she waited for Marcus to respond."Yes, that is very true Madam," Marcus said. The ventilation system was running at medium in the room but it didn't help Marcus' intense perspiration. He had developed dark patches on his white shirt just around his chest region."Nice job on the profits generated," Iryna said with a smile that was far from being sincere.Neverthele
The court had been swift in declaring Marcus and Michael's verdict.Michael had hired a hot-shot criminal lawyer that lied like fuck during the entire hearing. The man was so good that he had almost even convinced everyone at the hearing that his client Michael was innocent, but the evidence was just too much against him.Marcus had been sentenced to ten years in prison with light labor in a penitentiary in California.Michael was sentenced to twenty-one years in prison, with hard labor and no parole. His modeling career was over, his life was over as it stood."Mark my words, you will pay for this!" Michael had said to Iryna when he was being thrown in a van."It should get old by now, shouldn't it?" Lucien waved him away at the court.Amanda Walters was still being held by the FBI, and it looked like it would remain like that for a while.The FBI wanted to fish out all information about the Mafia network in Latin America.Tyrese's charred body was later recovered.It was discovered
The sound of helicopters got closer and panic started spreading among the gangs and Mafia lords that surrounded the empty cars."The FBI!" Someone screamed.Government-issued SUVs pulled up and FBI SWAT teams were already over the place, holding their guns at them. They were completely surrounded.Michael gritted his teeth and dropped his phone. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" He screamed. "Why does this always happen to me!"The FBI team wasted no effort in apprehending all the Mafia and gang members.The mission was possible because of two things, one, the FBI had come in massive numbers and had surrounded their enemies. Two, because of their magnificent entree, the enemy was too overwhelmed to act that they had suddenly given up their will to fight."Drop your weapons and go down on your knees, order of the bureau!" someone said on a loudspeaker."Fuck this!" Michael dragged Amanda and kicked Marcus out of his way. He ran forward to a nearby vehicle, but he was stopped by agents.Amanda tried
"Sir, the plane has landed," the intercom buzzed.Michael was seated inside a black limousine and sipped wine from his cup."Any sign of them?" He asked after he had put his glass down."Yes, they are stepping out of the plane," the intercom buzzed again."Jesus, New Orleans is so cold at this time of the year," Amanda shivered as she entered the car. "So this is the United States," Amanda looked out of the window at the high-rise buildings in the Central Business District."The target has landed, the plan is being kicked into motion," Michael said."Good, they will be heading to the mansion, and we will cut them off in that location you mentioned," Amanda held Michael's chest and began drawing circles."What are you doing?" Michael suddenly asked.Amanda came up and kissed Michael on the lips, short and fast."What was that for?" Michael asked as blushes developed on his cheek."That is just part one, I will give you the rest when we are done with them," Amanda whispered in his ears.
Iryna's eyes felt like lead when she woke up. She was in and out of sleep for the past eight hours. She sat up and rubbed her eyes. The bandages on her hands made them feel even sore.She looked out of the window and all she saw was water, from a bird's eye view. They were on their way to The United States... home."You were out for quite a long," a deep voice spoke.Iryna turned in the direction of the voice and saw Lucien sitting on a chair on the other side. IV lines were there and he wore a blanket over his legs. He looked better now, and his wounds had been tended to."Gosh," Iryna rubbed her eyes and yawned. "How are you doing, Lucien?" Iryna asked. She stretched and heard a few bones bop in her shoulders."Never been better," Lucien laughed. "The doctor said it was a miracle I was alive. My liver has been grazed, plus a lot of other internal blood vessels," he said with a smile. "Seems like I will be out for months," Lucien chuckled."Just rest up," Iryna told him. She looked o
Michael was getting irritated where he was. All of a sudden, the cops were showing up in large numbers, and Amanda was nowhere to be found."Alright boys, let's round this up!" Michael spoke out.The men all stopped and looked at him."I know, I am not your boss, but I can't seem to find Amanda anywhere and the police are coming, so we will have to ditch this place and run," Michael explained.He expected Amanda to do just fine, besides she was crazy enough to save him from the FBI that day. She would save herself."Where is Amanda?" One of the men asked. "We can't leave without her," he looked around. There was a murmuring passing among the group."For Christ's sake! It is almost morning, we have to go," Michael pointed at the sky.The sun was just On the horizon, it was just seconds away from sunrise. There was no time to wait around anymore."Michael!" Amanda suddenly appeared from behind a vehicle and she limped heavily.Her Kawasaki bike was oddly naked and there were a few crazy
Amanda stood up and stepped forward. Her left leg side roared with pain from her contact with the ground after that stunt with the van. There was a bruise on her forehead, but nothing she couldn't handle.Amanda picked up a bat that lay on the floor and smiled. She walked in the direction of the van.Iryna was the first to open her eyes. She let out a cough. Her legs hurt, but she could still feel and move them.She looked around and saw that the door at the back was missing. She felt fear develop in her and turned towards Lucien. He was still breathing, but he was knocked unconscious after the van turned over. Reynold was also unconscious, but his breathing was becoming raspy.Iryna looked at the front, and she saw Selena dangling from her seat belt upside down, the wound on her head looked very bad, and she could already tell that the driver was in an even worse state.Iryna tapped Selena's face. "Selena, Selena, wake up," there was a response, the twitching of facial muscles and so
"Shit, hold him tight!" Selena cussed as they lifted Reynold across the burning parking lot.Iryna held his legs, while Selena held his hands. He turned out to be too heavy for one person to carry."Huh," Reynold groaned. They had managed to stop the bleeding, it was a miracle he was still alive after all that blood loss."Hang in there, we will soon get you a doctor," Iryna said despite the pain in her leg, as they carried him to a waiting vehicle. A nab was waiting outside and when he saw them, he brought out a stretcher and ran to them."He needs medical treatment," Iryna said to the man."Christ! Señorita Selena! What took you so long?" The man asked. He had a very thick accent."Long story, just focus on getting us out of here," Selena said to the man.Iryna opened the door to the bus and saw Lucien sleeping on a bed. There were vials and IV lines that were still attached to him."Hey madam," Lucien's voice cracked."Lucien!" Iryna hugged him. "God, you are alright.""Last time y
Selena would never forget Iryna's scream. It rang through the night and was momentarily louder than the sound of bullets moving around them.Iryna herself could not even hear her own screams. They were silent in her skull. She couldn't even hear the sounds of gunshots. She didn't care about the bullets that ricochetted against the cars.As she watched as Reynold slowly fell to the floor, she wanted to die too."Shit!" Selena cussed as she grabbed Iryna and ran to take cover.Kynes fired several shots at them, but they had safely gone behind vehicles."What are you doing?" Iryna was hysterical. "What about Reynold? We can't leave him there!" She kicked against Selena and thrashed about.She refused to accept that Reynold was dead. He was lying on his back, a pool of blood was already forming there."What are you doing? There is nothing we could have done! There is nothing I can do to bring him back!" Selena screamed.She looked over the trunk of the car and several shots rang. She duck
Reynold rested on the bench and ran his hand gently on Iryna's shoulder. It was the first time he was finding comfort in detention. Even in their situation, Iryna still looked very appealing.Reynold tried not to wake her up as he caressed her gently. Very soon, Selena would come up with a crazy escape plan.He was worried about Iryna, he didn't want any bullets touching her, and how they would move Lucien who had just come out of surgery —everything was hard.Reynold bent down and kissed Iryna's head. She smelled of mint, she must have used the twenty-four hour mist. It had been two days since they had gotten a proper shower. But Iryna still smelled nice.He heard footsteps at the door and Reynold clenched his jaw muscles. He sure hoped as hell that it wasn't Kynes. He always spoiled the mood.There were two heavy thuds. Reynold cocked his brows and watched the door.The door flew open and Selena walked in. She looked around the room and pressed the switch. Reynold flinched from the