Do you think Donovan meant what he said?
“As you all know that tonight is going to be a busy night. I will advise you all to be on your best behavior and avoid making mistakes you all might take your life. Trust me, you don’t want to get on the bad side of the big bosses.” Lucy advised the maids as they were all lined up. It was the very first time more of them were getting to see the full family assembly here, and Lucy was given the order to make sure that things were in order among the maids that were working for Donovan. The maids that were being sent from the family house has all left after helping out in the morning, giving room for the others that were stationed here. Everyone was ecstatic to finally see the big bosses, the one who calls the shots. Whereas, the few others who are familiar with this didn't act like there was anything much about the whole familiar meeting up. But it wasn’t the same for Lucy, she was more excited than anyone that one might mistake this night to be her engagement party. For someone who
He didn't want to be back here, at least for the moment but in order to have one last dinner appointment with the whole family before Daisy leaves, had him here in the exact place where he said that he won’t be coming until he’s sorted himself out.Everyone was seated around the dining table, thankfully Marco and his father were present too so he wasn’t bothered to be the only person to entertain his family. Although, Marco’s father was glaring at him which he understood the reason for that, but he wasn’t bothered about him.If anything, anyone bearing grudges against him right now, was wasting his energy since the only person that he knew that he offended, who was on his mind all day is her, Valerie. Yet, he didn’t see her yet, she was not among the maids that was attending to his parents.“Is everything alright, son?” Salvatore asked Donovan, breaking him from his line of thoughts as he looked at his grandfather and forced a smile on his face, as to not alert him that he was being b
“You need to calm down first, Scott. Our daughter isn’t a child anymore.” Mrs Harris said trying to calm her angry husband, who was threatening to bring down this house down in rage over Jolene’s nonchalant behavior since yesterday.Apparently, he had arrived home last night with the plan to break the news of him being transferred to the city to his family, but Jolene wasn’t back home yet from work and it made him worried that she was taking such late night shifts.Even when he called her that night and offered her a ride back home, she declined his help and he understood what she was trying to do. She didn't want to live in fear anymore after the stalking incident, yet it was only him who knew how serious things were and had kept both her and her mother in the dark but that’s because of their safety.Jolene doesn’t know who these people are, and neither could he explain too since he hasn’t had a one on one experience with them. Vanessa has only been the person, who has given him a he
Marco knew that this was bound to happen. Here he was, kneeling down with his head bowed down in fear of his own life in front of Salvatore Castillio, Donovan’s grandfather.He should have known that the old man won't allow what happened a few moments to skip pass him, without trying to know what the hassle is all about. He shouldn’t be the one to explain to the Big Boss, that his grandson was harboring an enemy’s sister/nephew in his house.Salvatore Castillo is smart unlike his son, Angelo, who seemed to be so will drawn in whatever that had to do with Ares lately. Maybe it has to do with the fact that his wife Nora is pregnant, again.He looked up to see that the old man was still on his phone. He had been on call with the president of the United States of America for an hour straight. Leaving him here with his thoughts and option to lie to him and give Donovan the chance to tell him everything.But he will rather get on Donovan’s bad side that to actually incur the wrath of Salvat
Preview on ‘The Billionaire’s Dark Entrapment’ Manhattan, New York City. 10:pm. In the late night of midsummer, through the dark woods that surrounded the area. A petite young lady hurried through the dark, perilous woods, tears streaming down her face. With a terrified expression marked by bruises and cuts, blood oozing from a wound at the side of her face, she glanced down at her torn, thorn-adorned clothes. She seemed indifferent to her disheveled appearance, as if she was running away from a wild animal. One wouldn't think twice without figuring out that it's unusual for one to be found mountain hiking so late at night, especially in these dangerous woods. In haste to get to the road, to get help from whoever it was or whatever that was chasing after her. She froze down at the sound of a gunshot, stifling a whimper of fear with her hands. "Don't be foolish, Valerie. You know the rules. I won't hurt you if you cooperate and be a good girl, but perhaps you enjoy punishments
After a strenuous day at work, Valerie Blackfield opened the door to her scrappy-looking apartment that could barely fit two adults in, to see her twin sister, going through her things hastily.That was when her eyes scanned all over the room, to see that it was turned upside down. Her clothes littered everywhere, books? Everything was disarranged from its normal arrangement, as if a burglar came into her home, but this was no burglar's fault. It was Vanessa's."Vanessa!" She called, a smile rested upon her face seeing her older sister who was there. Despite the fact that she didn't know why her room was in this way, she had missed her twin sister who had barely been able to keep in contact with her these past months.As orphans abandoned to carter for themselves since they were fifteen. Valerie had grown used to her sister, they did everything together until life happened and Vanessa had to choose her path to follow, which was working for some organization that she had no idea about
The loud beeping of the heart monitor in the room was what made the enraged young man, standing at the foot of the bed, stare at his coma-induced stepbrother to believe that he was still alive.Donovan Castillo.Standing tall at 6ft 9, a billionaire tycoon at the young age of twenty-seven. He was able to achieve greater heights in business all around the world than men his age couldn't do at the age of twenty, when he took over the family business till now.He's the son of the famous business tycoon, Angelo Castillo. A fifth generational tycoon, whose wealth spread across all over the world. But after Donovan took over the business, the business took on much more advancement and earned him more respect and acknowledgment across the globe.At first, there were rumors that the Castillo family were involved in the underground mafia business, so that could explain the massive wealth they had. Also, their relationship with a few other mafia gangs arose the said rumors. But no one was bold
"Valerie!"The young lady zoned back to reality from where she stood behind the counter, to stare at the angry face of her manager pointing accusing fingers at her."What's wrong with you today? Everyone has been complaining about you working like a snail, and it's bad for my business. I shouldn't have employed you in the first place, you youngsters are so lazy!" Jonathan threw words at her as if she was his wife, who was no different from him. The odd couple are in a toxic marriage, and it's not a secret to everyone in the restaurant that he's the cause of it.Not only was he accusing her of making business unsteady and slow today, the stench of his teeth made her shift back so as not to feel his spit on her face. He always spits whenever he talks. Just staring at him throwing insults at her made Valerie realize just how unlucky and pathetic her life was.The image of seeing that gun in the bag of her twin sister still lived rent-free in her head. She was worried because she didn't