Marcus closed his laptop and lit himself another cigarette. He filled his lungs with the sweet poison and his head fell back to look straight up at the ceiling.He closed his eyes and exhaled the smoke. It helped ease out all of the stress he had bundled up within him.The alarm of his smart watch started beeping and Marcus grunted. It was almost nine p.m. The evening rush would have died down a little by now.After Iryna had passed down judgement on them during the previous meeting and reduced the cash supply, he had been forced to take on many projects so as to maximize profits.He had almost cried when he passed the notice that the workers salary would be increased to as much as fifteen percent.It was a big loss on his part, because the money was coming from his profit. Maybe in his next life when he was starting a company, he would try as much as possible to be independent instead of surviving off mafias.He got out of his executive chair and packed up his laptop. He finished and
Michael opened his eyes and grunted at the intensity of light that entered from his window.Night had gone by too fast and the bright morning sun was imposing itself into his life. It meant the start of a new day and he was in no mood to go to work.Michael sat up on his bed and looked at the time. It was still seven in the morning, he had plenty of time to think about his future.He was supposed to start the low budget shoot that morning and he already despised it.Why was life this cruel?Michael had cemented his reputation as the top model at Evans Modelling Agency. He was always the one to pick the between the projects and of course, he took the big projects, the less important ones, the other models did it.He had always made it his hobby to crush other models but now he was the one taking on mediocre projects to generate funds for the company."How low will you fall Grant?" He hissed out but there was little he could do. Iryna was pulling the reins of his life.He stood up and f
Marcus stared through the glass of a special room in the studio as people ran about getting it prepared.Michael's shoot was scheduled for today, and since the meeting was going to take place the day after, he had to be at the scene personally.Marcus glanced at his watch. Michael was fifteen minutes late, which was very rare."What are you doing Michael? That witch might have people watching inside here," Marcus muttered to himself.He didn't expect Michael to be so unprofessional. He decided to call him by himself and ask. Marcus slid his hands in his pocket and put it to his ear when his secretary called his name."Mr Evans? Mr Evans?" She came up to him."Yes? What is it? Make it fast, I don't have any time to waste," Marcus grunted."Well sir," she brought out her tablet and scrolled on the screen. "This just came up ten minutes ago, and it is about Michael," the secretary said."Yeah I know, they said something about him falling from grace," Marcus looked away and focused his at
"What do you mean I can't get bail?" Michael spat out, his frustration growing by the minute.The officer on duty stared at Michael as he paced within the small, separate waiting room."With the authorities around, it is going to be hard for you to get one immediately. You might even be lucky if you aren't questioned," the officer said."Look, I am famous! You need to let me leave now! I have a shoot to attend to!" Michael was half pleading and shouting.The officer sighed and wore a fake smile on his face."Just stay calm, if you need anything, I will provide it for you. But for now, just remain calm or else you will attract the attention of the inspectors," the officer tried to explain in a calm voice —The last thing he needed that morning was to babysit an adult brat."I need a fucking bail!" Michael spat out.The officer stared at him for a long time and then said, "I will be leaving now. Do you need anything else?" Michael sank into the chair that was nearby. "No, I am fine," he
Iryna sat in front of a large table in her office upstairs. She had a pen in her mouth, as she studied files of Walters' businesses.Her personal guard Lucien, got off the phone and tucked it safely in his pockets. He turned to Iryna and gave a small bow."Michael has been released by the police on bail just as you had authorized," he said.Iryna looked up at him. It took a few seconds for her to realize who Lucien was referring to. "Oh, thank you," she sighed after she recalled."I had even forgotten about him." Michael could rot in that small cell for all she cared. He deserved that and more.She took the cup of coffee that was on the table and sipped its content with a satisfactory smile on her face.Lucien who had been observing her for a while, decided to let out his worries."Forgive me for intruding, but it is part of my job to know if someone causes you trouble," he began and then paused to see her reaction.Iryna put the cup of coffee down and waved at him to go on with what
The next day, as early as nine in the morning, Michael was already waiting patiently for James to pick him up. He looked outside his window and he spotted a few die hard paparazzi hiding in corners, ready to take that one shot. Any more of it and he would call the police and charge them for extreme stalking and harassment.Michael brought out his phone and dialled James' number. He put it to his ear and heard the idle tone the phone gave. James picked up at the first beep."James! Look at the time!" Michael turned to the clock in his room. It was ten minutes past nine in the morning. "I am running late! Marcus called earlier and he sounded urgent!" Michael gritted his teeth."Oh come on! I am not your driver. I only volunteered to drive you because your pride wouldn't allow you to ride in a rented taxi," James complained."Me? Take an Uber like those commoners? Not in this life!" Michael dismissed.James scoffed. "Anyways I will be arriving in five. Quite some heavy traffic on Allen a
"Excuse me," Michael said calling the attention of the security agent at the gates of Evans Modelling.The huge man was reluctant at first but as soon as he recognized who was calling him, he stepped forward."Mr. Grant," he called and then softened the scowl on his face, "what happened to your vehicle?"Michael gave off an exaggerated sigh before responding to the man."It is a very long story but can you please let us park it within the parking lot so I can alight?"The man looked at Michael and then at James who sat quietly behind the staring wheel, watching them."Sir, you know we don't let non-employees park inside the compound?""I know. I know. But right now, I can't let the paparazzi see me in this." Michael dipped his hand into his jeans pockets and squeezed a single dollar bill into the man's hands.The man looked at the note and a small smile covered his face."Fine. You may go in sir," the man said waving them in.James pulled the car into the parking lot and Michael stepp
The air in the room shifted the moment Iryna's presence was announced. It was incredible how someone could be very intimidating.From the guards entering to the throne-like chair being brought in, everything was enough to make the average person tremble. Audrey barely forced herself to not be absorbed by the tension.All executives present at the meeting were standing on their feet, as a sign of respect. They were all waiting for the woman to enter.That woman was Iryna Gallagher now known as, Iryna Walters.Audrey remembered the first day she had seen Iryna. It was not fewer than eight months ago when she and Michael's relationship was still new. She saw Iryna walking hand in hand with Michael on a street. Michael noticed her looking at him and he smiled at her and winked.She had troubled herself many nights, asking why such a handsome prince like Michael was holding hands with such a vulgar person. She had initially thought that it was a fan, but seeing the way they were too chummy
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