Vincent feels enraged.
Everyone can see from the fury etched in his features that nobody should ever try to approach him to have a conversation or just to speak with him.He can most likely strike someone in the face. Jeez. The man is covering up the swelling on his face from the punch he took from Ariana's security officer at the door of his workplace with a handkerchief.The story is already widely disseminated throughout the media. This is because of the witnesses who lingered to use their phones to record the thrilling scene.He has already stationed guards at the entrance of his company in numerous locations since he is certain that news reporters would soon storm his agency.He is not yet prepared to address such matters. With an immense amount of rage, he runs into his office and shuts the door, yelling at the top of his lungs and frantically running his fingers through his hair.He is unable to cA few minutes later, he is relaxed in his car, tapping his fingers against the steering wheel with his other hand against his chin as he stands right a few meters away across the big estate gazing at Ariana's large edifice, thinking calmly to himself with a lot of thoughts in his mind. He shakes his head briskly and then rubs his fingers through his forehead. 'This is going to be one of the hardest things I have ever had to do in my life,' he thinks calmly to himself. He then looks up again at Ariana's building and frowns. 'Why am I even scared to approach her?' He wonders and then opens the door of his vehicle before stepping down. 'I hope this will go smoothly. I haven't portrayed the best attitude back in my company. Will she even be willing to talk to me?' All these thoughts rumble through his mind, forcing him to frown deeply as he adjusts his tuxedo. He had decided to park his car far away from her
Ariana looks at Vincent, completely stunned, with a lot of confusing thoughts in her mind. She cannot begin to understand what is going on. Has this guy suddenly probably gone nuts, or has he hit his head against something hard and forgotten about everything he has been doing all this while? How the hell is he expecting her to just willfully accept his demands and come back to him after how stupid and hard he has been trying to do? He is not going about this the way he is supposed to do it. He is going about it as though he owns her, as though she is his and she has no right to decide if she doesn't want to be with him. He is talking as though she has already been ordained from the beginning of time to become his wife and she has no right to decide on her own. This kind of spikes up the fury in her mind as she turns around about to leave. Vincent takes hold of her hand and pulls her back, dragging her to a far corner of
Vincent tilts his head to the right as he observes the handsome, beautiful little kid standing behind Ariana, tugging at her hand and looking inquisitive, gazing up at the man standing at the front of their door. Ariana trembles and her eyes go wide as she slowly turns around and sees Liam standing behind her. 'What the hell?' She thinks to herself. ' why would Clara leave him to go about on his own like this?' She thinks to herself with a lot of trembling thoughts in her mindOh shit! She immediately returns her focus to Vincent and pushes him aside with every power within her. Then she struggles to get into the building and shuts the door, but Vincent is faster than she thinks. Before she can shut the door, she realizes that he is already in the building as he uses his hand to shut the door himself, gazing at her with an indifferent expression on his face. Then he diverts his gaze back to Liam, who is standing be
Vincent thought for a brief moment and looked at Ariana for a short while, toying with his lips. He sighs calmly and shakes his head. "Honestly, in all my existence, I have never encountered a woman as stubborn as you." Ariana smiles." Oh yeah? If you think I'm stubborn, deal with it," she says and then opens the door. "You may leave," she says, but Vincent is not moving from his position. He continues to look at her relentlessly, gazing so deep into her eyes, and Ariana also strengthens her resolve, trying to be as stubborn as she has ever been, gazing endlessly into his eyes as well, without any intention to look away. She is determined to look as strong as possible so that Vincent would know that she is not ready to mess things up right now. Vincent chuckles in amazement and shakes his head. "You can act tough anyhow you want, Ariana, but it doesn't change the fact that whenever I want to bend you ov
Vincent frowns slightly when he observes Clara in bossy mode, standing in front of him with her arms folded, giving him an expressionless look, and he chuckles. 'well, she is just like her friend. Always so expressionless and mysterious. If only I just could read minds and figure out what is always going on in their brains, this expenditure would not be as hard as it is right now,' he wonders calmly to himself as he chuckles and shakes his head."How can I help you, Clara?" he asks, and then she smirks." I just stated what I want. I give you 2 seconds to leave this apartment, or you will not like what I am about to do next."Vincent chuckles. " You are not the one I am about to deal with, Clara, so I don't think there is anything you can do to make me leave," he says, looking around him as if trying to assess the building he is currently occupying.Clara nods her head calmly, "ok great, looks like you seem to have the power around here
The moment Vincent is gone, Ariana takes a deep breath and sighs, placing her hands against her chest as if trying to cool off. She shakes her head and glances at the already-closed door. "Oh my god, that is the hardest vicious monster I have ever had to deal with or encounter," she says and turns to Clara who is smiling and typing some things into her phone. Clara places her phone back into her pocket and turns to Ariana, giving her an indifferent expression. "How the hell did you do that? How did you manage to get this Mr Reginald number of all people?" Ariana asks and Clara shrugs."Oh, well, things unexpected come to some people when they least expect it. I think that is all I have to say, and I cannot go further into the details; it is my business," Clara says, and Ariana squints her eyelids at her, gazing at her suspiciously. She is about to talk but then Clara stands in front of her and smiles. "And you, on the other
Fiona steps into the building with so much anger and rage clouding through her memory, slamming the door shut with every power within her as she clenches her fists tight and drops her pulse against the sofa in the living room. Then she begins to pace about, rubbing and raking her hands crazily through her hair with all the frustration within her. "This has gotten to the limit and I don’t think I can bear this anymore." She speaks to herself. I can't believe this, I absolutely cannot believe this. She thinks to herself as she takes a deep breath and stops at a certain position in the sitting room before biting her against her lip looking lost in thought. "Look at the very one person I have been fighting for all my life, he just stood there like a fool, arguing with somebody else over this same woman, this same…" She pauses with frustration and groans before slamming her palm against a nearby wall."I cannot accept this; I totally canno
Ariana's POV "Mommy, I want this one too." As if the entire trouble hasn't gotten so worse, Liam suddenly surfaces from nowhere, holding a bag of candies in his hand, and I notice as he comes to a stop before the three of us with an excited grin on his face slowly disappearing. Yep. He wasn't expecting to see Vincent and Alex. I chuckle and examine him calmly. Then, to lighten up the mood, I smile at him and gesture at him to come forward. I squat over to his height and take the bag from him." You want this one too?" I ask, and then he nods his head calmly before looking up at Vincent once again with that daring, threatening expression on his face that makes me chuckle inwardly. Is he seriously about to have a fight with his father over me right now? I think to myself but then I brush the thought away. Nah, I don't even actually think I should acknowledge Vincent as his father right now. Should I? I think to myself before rubbing his hair. "Okay, I'm going to get it for you b
Vincent's POV The sight before me gets straight into my nerves, making me feel unsettled. My breathing becomes so hoarse as if I am struggling to catch my breath. As if I have something stuck in my throat. But it is evidence that it is the fury that is already tearing through my body. God knows that if he as much as attempts to touch a single hair on that little boy's body, I am not going to spare even his bones. I shut my eyes and take a deep breath. Is at this point that I feel extremely powerless in ways that I never intended to feel. I can't let him do anything to that boy. The boy whom I just discovered a few days ago is my son. The son I have had for seven years without even knowing. This son I never grew up with. The son I never raised. All these endless, frustrating thoughts are making my anger increase exponentially deep down with me, but I'm struggling to keep my coal. Releasing my fury right now is not going to make every meeting get better. It's only going to mak
Vincent's POV I know that I shouldn't trust their judgment. These people who are with me right now, presently the most notorious criminals in the city, will have to present with the tactics they used to secure this attack. I will have to think wisely because whatever action I want to partake in. I cannot lose my guard and allow them to overpower me because of any stupidity of any sort. I continue to point the gun at the mafia who was previously holding me as he begins to lead me toward the place where they said my son had been kept. The man whom I had already suspected to be their boss was also leading the way ahead of him together with Fiona and another of his bodyguards who had been attempting to apprehend me all the while. The look Fiona is giving me let me know that she still has other tricks and tactics up her slave but I am not going to fall for it anymore. I am also going to show that I have my tricks stuck up in my sack of plans for all of them. They have no idea the e
Vincent's POVBang!!!!!The very loud, powerful, vibrating sound of a gunshot echoes loudly in my ears, almost making my ear drums blackout as I immediately sit up on the ground, placing my hand against my ear. That was so freaking loud. It felt as if my eardrums were about to explode. Who the hell had to guts to do that? I manage to lift my head and look at my surroundings while still placing my hand against my ear as if it could reduce the pain I am feeling. The images around me are a little bit blurry, and this makes me squint my eyelids for a little while, trying to process what I am looking at. "Welcome back to the land of the living Mr Vincent." A voice speaks up, and after a few minutes, the images are now a little bit clearer directly in front of me. The first image I see makes me frown immediately as I raise an eyebrow with shock not believing what I am looking at right now. "Flora?" I find myself saying softly but then she just rolls her eyes and looks away while scof
Ariana's POV I feel like a needle has just been pierced into my ears. What the hell... I don't understand.I don't get it. I look at him with excessive shock in my eyes and then squeeze my eyelids, my brain trying to process what I just heard.I must be in some sort of dream, right? He must have noticed my expression because he chuckles and then shakes his head before gazing down at the ground."I know this must be so hard for you to process because, well, anyone listening to this will think it's a very, very dumb idea, but I can assure you that it's the best thing to do. I am the only one that has the capability of helping you right now, Ariana, and what you just have to do is give me what I want."I shake my head with frustration." Okay, so can I ask a question." I request and he gestures towards me as if offering me the podium. "Yes of course. The floor is yours. Ask away. What do you want to know?" " Why do you want me to marry you?""Because Ariana, at this point, my min
Ariana's POV I know he has assured me that everything is going to be fine and I should relax and not let it get to my head.But God I can't help it. I seriously can't. I am 100% impatient as I continue to pace back and forth in endless stances all over every section and every nook and cranny of the large sitting room while Clara remains seated on the sofa with her legs also trembling, looking at me with a worried expression on her face."You have to calm down, Ariana, okay? worrying yourself this much is not going to make the situation even better." She says, but then I turn my face to look at her and watch as she immediately shuts her mouth, gazing at the ground."I am sorry. I shouldn't have said that" she replies immediately, and I can tell she is feeling extreme guilt for actually losing Liam when he was directly under her watch. But the Lord knows I can't blame her. I wasn't expecting her to be so strong enough to overpower powerful-looking strong kidnappers like that.I just
Vincent's POV What I am doing right now is extremely stupid, but call me crazy; I cannot let this type of situation just pass me by; this is my son we are talking about, so I am going to follow this marker to the last drop and ensure that everything goes the way it should.I and the officers are precisely stepping into an unknown territory, with our eyes all around us, trying to observe the surroundings and figure out any potential threat that may come out from nowhere.As per the phone call Ariana received, and the information we were able to gather from tracing the call, this is where the location came from. And we are all scrutinizing every way deeply, trying to figure out any single slight suspicion that might give us what we are looking for.The police officers gave me a gun, just in case the threat we are about to meet is much more deadly than we can anticipate. I don't need to be taught how to use it, it is something I am quite familiar with and have been an expert with for a
Ariana's POVHeavens know that I have never been in such heavy turmoil as the one I am right now. The confusion in my senses is extreme. I am not in my right senses as I scratch my fingers endlessly against my hair pacing about the sitting room with Clara following me every step I go to ensure that I don’t delve into the very deep pits of madness. Vincent is not around now, but well, I can’t blame him for not being here. He is just as troubled as I am. He had followed the officers with their investigation to make sure that things didn’t relent and they got to the bottom of this. I know he is going to do everything within his power to ensure that this goes well, even neglecting his own business, but, I can’t help a very strange dark feeling within me that tells me that this is only just the beginning, that this is just a tip of the iceberg and far worse things are about to come. I don’t understand and I don’t get it. Why are they doing this? Why? I keep thinking to myself as I gna
Vincent’s POVThe confusion and the frustration in my mind is beyond what I can comprehend. I am now relaxed back in my office, rubbing my palm through my forehead with a lot of thoughts racing through my mind. Ariana.She is the only person I can think of right now. I had thought that this method of trying to rescue her from her problems would have gotten her to soften towards me. But if not anything, she has gotten worse. I don’t know, I was hoping that maybe her feelings would be rekindled by the extreme sex experience we’ve been having. But she keeps distancing herself away from me even more. I don’t get it. Is she now just sleeping with me to satisfy her sexual needs, or what? I rake my fingers through my hair with frustration and then slam my palms against my table. What the hell am I even doing? Why the hell can’t I just for once stop thinking about her? It is just so hard. And then, there is the thought of that Alex fellow, who seems like he is relentless and bent on ge
Ariana's POVWithin a few minutes, I am back home to see Clara pacing up and down in the living room, looking as though the entire world has descended upon her. I took a deep breath and shut the door quite loudly to grab her attention because it seemed like she didn't notice me stepping in. She jolts and almost loses her footing the moment she hears that as she looks at me, stepping in with wide eyes. Okay, her reaction right now is frightening me because I have never seen Clara look this frightened or paranoid to this extent in my life before. I chuckle and step into the living room, dropping my bag against the sofa. "Never you ever scare me like that," she says loudly and I raise an eyebrow at her." I'm sorry, I had to. You look like you were lost in the world for a while so I felt like bringing back your attention." I say and watch as she chuckles nervously as if... Okay, that laugh looked kind of forced. She didn't have the intention to laugh. Something is wrong with her.