“Boss, the interview will start soon.” Vicky, Lucien’s secretary, came into his office to remind him. “Boss…” She cleared her throat. Her boss seemed to be dazed looking at the window. He was looking at it blankly. Like he was lost in his own thoughts. She came closer to get his attention as calling out to him appeared to be unnoticeable to him. She felt a bit panicked. This scenario had never happened before. She wondered if the company was facing a big, unimaginable crisis to see him like this. She knocked on his desk when she got too close. “Oh! Vicky! Were you saying something?” Lucien was startled to see his secretary so close. He was not used to such distance, and so he was confused. Noticing how her boss was a bit uncomfortable with their distance, Vicky Reed explained herself. “I have been calling for your attention, but you seemed to be lost in your thoughts, so I came closer to make sure you hear me when I say that the interview is about t
“Let’s take her as the last applicant.” Lucien took a sip of his coffee while listening to his secretary. “Understood, Boss.” Vicky smiled. Lucien was piqued. “What is that smile about?” He comfortably asked. “I just saw her a while ago while preparing your coffee.” She nonchalantly said while arranging the files, female and male, in intervals, just like how her boss would like them done for interviews. “And…?” Lucien felt hanging. He was waiting to hear anything about this person. Even if it wasn’t anything profitable. Well, as a businessman, he usually doesn’t entertain nonsense information, but right now, he was inwardly dying to hear anything about this girl. He wanted to slap his one backhead, but he cannot make his frustrations be known even to his own secretary. “And I cannot help but realize one thing I have never had the luxury to encounter before. And I even thought I have lived long already, th
“Please take a seat.” Lucien was observing her ever since she came through the door. He was checking her for any reactions. He wanted to see if she realized he was actually greeting her and not the other people surrounding them. His gaze was somehow intent, and he could feel it as he did it on purpose, but much to his dismay, this lady was indubitably resistant to his deliberate intimidations. How can that even be possible? Is she human? A lady? With her femme fatale, he doubts she is a lesbian in any way, and even if there were, he is convinced he won’t accept it! Funny! When did he even care? Indeed, there is always a first time for everything. Brianna chose a sit one chair apart from the man she was still trying to save from herself. She was conscious of being close where she can grab him in a blink of an eye and regret her thoughtless actions. With her mind now clouded with different ways to torture him and let him suffer for what his grandfather did to her parents, she was gen
Just as Lucien had ordered, Vicky tried her best to brief Brianna on what to do for her first day of training. To the old lady's surprise, Brianna was not even bothered at all. She took notes on every detail Vicky was telling her then when Vicky was done, she checked her memo and recited them all to Vicky for clarifications or corrections if there were any. But to Vicky was even more puzzled. She felt like Brianna is trying to toughen herself, but then she couldn't be sure. She left Brianna on her temporary desk and went to report to her boss. "How is our trainee?" Lucien did not wait for Vicky to open up the conversation. As soon as she got in, closed the door, and made sure of their privacy, he punched in his curiosity. "She is doing very good. Or should I say, she is doing perfectly?" Vicky frowned as she reported. Her facial expressions
“Hop in, sir!” She awkwardly smiled. Brianna did not know if she should be grateful for trusting her or if she should curse him for being so vulnerable in her grasp. Had he been the very person of her target, she would have done avenging her parents’ death already. But, since he is just supposed to be a prop, a stepping stone, she cannot act as harshly as she wanted to. Lucien found it funny that someone, his employee, although not officially yet, and a lady to top it all, spoke to him in a casual way. Telling him to hop in, in his own car, a luxury car! He should have been offended, but looking at her being all fingers and thumb, he couldn’t help but snortle instead. He was somehow enjoying seeing her less confident. It makes her look more adorable in his eyes. Like it was a challenge for him to make her feel less confident around him. Brianna was not
“What?” Brianna was startled. What just happened? She was so confused, but she hurriedly followed as she could see him getting off the car. It was a busy street, and as a luxury car, pulling over on the side of the road was too eye-catching. People were even murmuring, asking if this is a movie scene shooting they were watching right at the moment. Brianna swiftly got off the car, and before Lucien could reach her side, she was already out of it, standing next to the door, sight following her boss’ every step towards her. She was looking right at him when she suddenly jumped. And at full tilt, she grabbed him and jumped with him in her holds towards the pedway. Then a loud crashing sound came after it… “Fuck!” She couldn’t help cursing. She almost got hit by that car, saving him. Saving her enemy’s grandson. She was almost crying as disappointment and
Brianna woke up in an unfamiliar room. It was a bright, well-ventilated room. The fresh air coming in from the windows makes the refined sheer curtains dance in soft wave movements. She rubbed her eyes. She was trying to analyze what situation she is in now. She looked around. "It's definitely not a hospital." She murmured. "Not my room either." She tried to check if she was bound or restrained. Her instincts were usually like this. Being in constant danger due to her profession, she always prepares her mind for any possibilities of being caught off guard and captured by her enemies. She realized she wasn't. "Just what the hell is going on?" Just then, the door opened, and Lucien Michaelson came in with a glass of fresh juice. "Hey, how do you feel?" He asked very nicely. So kindly that Brianna cannot even believe it. "Thirsty...?" She slowly sat up and answered his question like she wasn't sure what to really say. She
Before Lucien could make a call to the number sent by Vicky, Doctor Jacobs came almost running in his direction. He must have been told where he should go when he arrived at the Villa's door. Lucien brought Brianna to one of his guests' rooms. Lucien blocked the door seeing the doctor was about to knock and enter. "Wait," Lucien stood with his back and right hand on the doorknob. "I was told it's urgent. Why are you blocking the way?" Doctor Jacobs, who didn't even bother greeting him, was glaring as he asked. 1 "It is, but you can't just barge in. She sweats a lot, so Nanna is helping her get changed right now, Jerk!" Lucien retorted back. They were friends. They went to the same school until college, although they had different majors. Lucien took BMA while Clark Jacobs took Medicine. They are almost like brothers. It must have been because they are both only an only child from a well-off family that they seem to hit
Five years later. “Babe, don’t tire yourself so much,” Lucien reminded Brianna lovingly. “How is our little Anna doing today?” he asked with his warm hands rubbing on Brianna’s six months pregnant belly. “I am not really sure. But I have no doubts she is too eager to see the outside world. She has been kicking my ribs inside as if trying to push her way out even before her due!” Brianna blew a breath as she answered. Lucien laughed happily at the cute face of his lovely wife who somehow looked complaining. “Babe, I noticed that your mood swings during this pregnancy and the first one, with Caleb, are so different. Could it be because their genders are also different? With Caleb, you were as tough as usual, but with our little girl, Abigail, you are so… Uhmmm, so…. How do I say this?” Lucien scratched his head as if searching for the exact but safe word to say not to provoke his pregnant wife. “Come on, tell me. I am so what, huh?” Brianna asked with a sweet smile. Her face looked
“And in respect to Anna’s parents, I wish to move their graves into a mausoleum only for the Peters; the parents and grandparents. And as soon as we’ve done so, we will hold a ceremony to honor them,” Leandro declared. “What do you say about these thoughts of mine, Anna? I really hope I do not offend you in any way, because with all my heart, I swear, I only have the purest desire to express my gratitude that they brought you into this world and now you become a part of our family, that also makes your family ours, just like our family is also yours.”Silence filled the whole room. The question was directed to Brianna, so their eyes all turned to look at her as they waited to hear what she would say in response to Leandro’s words that were said with heartfelt sincerity. Brianna was silent not because she was feeling so emotional. Brianna was inwardly checking her heart and thoughts as well as her intuitive response, in silence. Guarding her mind against any misunderstanding or miscal
Brianna and Lucien arrived earlier than Sandra and Levi. It was because Sandra wanted to buy something for Anna, Sandra’s soon-to-be daughter-in-law, and also something for her father-in-law, Leandro Michaelson. There was nothing to worry bout since the war had already subsided and there were more than enough men to assist the couple with security or anything they would ever need. Enzo welcomed the young couple, Brianna and Lucien, as soon as they arrived at the mansion. Leandro sent the helicopter to fetch Enzo right after Leandro and Andy were dropped off at his yard. Lucien did not say anything, but Enzo understood the curious look on his young Master’s face as to why it was not the same as usual. Leandro would always wait for Lucien and Brianna by the door whenever the patriarch knew of their arrival. “The Master has a guest. They are in the study room and he is asking for your presence as well,” Enzo answered as he led the couple to where Leandro, Andy, and their guest were at
While the rest of the world was in tumult, the men on the Michaelsons' private army along with Brianna’s team subdued the whole barracks and gather every useful piece of evidence to solidify the cases against Terrence Clayton. The Michaelsons team found out there were more grave reasons why the ex-Vice President wanted the whole place burned down. “Sir, there seemed to be a lot of hidden bundles of money on one of the installed container vaults covered in military cloth to make it appear and look like it was only one of the stocks containers,” Captain Lexus Bordeaux reported when they started to search the whole property for anything they could find useful. “There is no way one can create a legal document to explain such a large sum of money, so Clayton must have kept them there,” Andy scoffed. “And there wouldn’t have been any way his under-the-table deals would pay him other than by cash,” Leandro also scorned. “Do not touch anything, just take photos and secure the surroundings
Blake assigned Finn and Hoggins to cover him by looking at their surroundings as his watchmen while he focused his attention on the target he was after according to the order given for him to execute. Blake had to look up most of the time to locate the shooter so he was relieved two of his comrades who already knew the drills and what they were supposed to do in this situation were with him to rely on. “Boss, these men are wearing a different uniform from ours. I believe they are not on the same side with us. What do I do?” Blake reported in a whispering tone as soon as he got the assurance that his information was accurate. “Take them down. Alive if possible, injured or not. But don’t hesitate to shoot if they try to resist and fight back!” Brianna answered. “Yes, Boss!” Blake answered. He gave Ramil Finn and Andrew Hoggins a signal on what to do and they acted accordingly. Hoggins took the east and south directions to secure. Finn took the other two directions while Blake Gordon
“Don Leon, the barracks in the forest is about to be abolished. Whether there are people in it or none, the order was made, and Terrence Clayton’s minions are on the move as we speak. If you have your men in there, tell them to pull out. Especially if your grandson and his wife are there, I strongly suggest you inform them of this message immediately!” The caller was using a voice synthesizer, so it was unrecognizable if the caller was a man or a woman. “Let me know who you are, whether what you say is the truth or just a prank; I want to thank you for this length of effort to notify me; let me return the favor one day,” Leandro wisely replied. “I will come to find you in person one day, then you will know who you are, and I will personally ask for your help. But for now, we don’t have time. Tell your men to pull out!” That was all they heard before the line was cut. “Tatum Eliott, leave the area right away. I repeat, leave the area right now! A tip just came in; that place is
“What are all of these?” Lucien asked looking at a slideshow of files with word documents and images. “Isn’t that the address of the warehouse where we found the human organ harvesting? Are these papers the legal documents of property ownership?” “Yes! And someone sent me this file after I failed to hack into their firewall!” Jack answered with a victorious laugh. “Wait…! The ownership is under the name of… Will somebody zoom that part where the name is printed and signed?!” Leandro frowned as he also tried to read the content of the document on the wide screen in front of him and Andy Lockwood. “Terrence Clayton!?”Andy, Leandro, Lucien, and Jack almost read and uttered the name aloud in unison. Brianna scoffed. In her thoughts, “got ya!” was bouncing although her facial expressions remained as calm as always. “How did you get this? Are you sure they are legit?” Brianna asked calmly instead of showing her pure delight. She still wanted to make sure they weren’t rejoicing over a f
Then Charles Anderson turned to the IT team. “I want to see every corner, every area, every exit and entrance of this barracks!” he roared in panic. “Sir, what about the men in the field?” the team leader asked cautiously after nodding in response to the command given. “Forget them, they are no longer of any use now that the enemy has its hands on them,” Charles answered waving his right hand dismissively. “I want to see if the ones I am after would grace me with their mighty presence,” Charles murmured as he busily looked at every screen. “I am not so sure they would choose to join their team to attack me back for gatecrashing their wedding but knowing the bride too well, I won’t be surprised if I see her face coming for me at this moment.” Charles keenly observed every angle on every screen. He was tracing Brianna’s figure among the intruders. They were all in full gear, but knowing Brianna for more than a decade, Charles Anderson could tell even her shadow. And he was more tha
As soon as Blake Gordon activated the jammer, the sniper team Charles had sent to attack the resort hotel, where Brianna Peters and Lucien Michaelson’s wedding was supposed to be being held, got disconnected and unreachable for Charles and the few men with him that controlled their overall internet connections and communication. “What the fuck is going on?!” Charles asked the man he knew was the most active in every inquiry Charles would make. “Get them back online!” Charles Anderson was furious beyond words but he was not very much familiar with everyone around him at the moment, so he was aware he could not act like he would usually do when he was with Jack and the rest of the men under his command.“Sir, something must be wrong from their end of the network,” the man seated in front of the computer hesitantly uttered. “What is that supposed to mean?!” Charles snarled.The poor IT guy cringe, but he had no choice other than clarify his words.“I tried to reach out to them but the