"That went well," MJ muttered to Liam. They were currently seated in an old building in the abandoned city. It was past twelve in the afternoon, and they had been there since morning. "They look happy, and they love their new clothes," MJ said calmly as they watched the children move around the hall, looking, sharing, and showing each other their clothes.
When they arrived outside the apartment building, Liam was already waiting. At first, he was a bit sceptical about Chad and kept asking him questions. He was trying to figure out what MJ was doing with the boy; he asked him to take them to where they stayed, and then Chad took them to where he and the other street kids spent most of their time, and to MJ and Liam's surprise, it was the abandoned part of the city.
Chad reasoned that it was the only place they were free to do as they pleased without someone to call the police or security at their mere presence. Chad knew the place inside out. He knew what
After his intense argument with Meryl, Jorge had a lot of thinking to do. He had messed up a great deal in the last twenty-four hours and had no idea how to fix his mistakes. It was not going to be easy, especially with the two women, Anita Simmons, and Meryl Anderson; they hated his guts after he fooled the both of them into sleeping with him, based on empty promises. Usually, he would not have any regrets after screwing a woman, but these two women were different; they happened to be close to his sister, and if she were here right now, he would never hear the end of it. Unfortunately, MJ happened to have a ‘soft spot' for them, which led to her banning him from the head office in London, and if by any chance he happened to be in the building, he made sure to steer clear of their way.Over the years, it had proven harder to avoid Meryl since she was the first face he saw when he walked into Billings Corp. With Anita however, it was a lot easier since he would cal
Cameron Parker just stood there and stared at the floor. Jorge Billings was on point. “Are these men the reason for the rift between you and your brother?” Jorge asked. Cameron sighed and ran a hand through his hair. This was not something he wanted to talk about, especially after discovering what his brother had done to him; he was hurt when he found out that Logan wanted him locked up in prison. All his life, Cameron had looked up to his brother; Logan was always the better man that he was. Unlike him, by the time he was ten, Logan knew what he wanted to be. Cameron never knew what he wanted to do with his life; he dropped out of school and lived off his parents’ money. However, after a while, his father got tired of sponsoring his rendezvous and lavish lifestyle. Cameron was the type of person who moved with time; he bought every new shoe design Adidas or Nike has ever released, and he advanced with Samsung mobiles. He was not the type of a guy to wear
She was going to drive him mad- in fact, she was already succeeding. She was late again, and she was not answering her phone. Just like the day before, Natalia was there to give him a bored look; she did not understand why he was acting the way he was for the past two days. Logan was angrier than usual, and it was all because of May Smith. Natalia still could not understand where the problem was; she was disobeying and disrespecting him in his own company, but she would not be the first person to do it. Under normal circumstances, he would have fired her, but right now, she doubted that Logan was in his right state of mind. "Logan, this has gone on for too long now; you need to get your shit together," Natalia said, earning herself a glare from Logan, but she just rolled her eyes. Natalia was about to say something when the office door opened, and ‘May Smith’ walked in, in all her glory. She was wearing a long black dress that reached her ankles a
Logan did not understand what was wrong with him; he was not usually this angry and reprimanded himself for letting May Smith get to him, but the woman was inveterate. However, that was not why Logan was angry. He felt guilty for throwing his brother to the wolves, and the worst part was that he was not doing anything to redeem himself. A part of him told him that he should get Liam out of prison, but another part of him told him that this was the only way Cameron would grow up and stop being irresponsible. Logan sighed and washed his face, and then stared at his reflection in the mirror. Logan could not deny that he was good looking- he knew it, and everybody else knew it. His good looks were the reason why he changed women more than he changed his tie and handkerchief. He had a reputation of a “bad boy” - a player; he slept with a different woman each day and threw them like trash after that. Women ran after him, so why would May Smith be any different? He
He was used to people staring at him. It was usual. He was handsome, rich, and powerful. Women wanted to be his. Men wanted to be him. Simple. Everywhere he went, people stared at him and talked about how successful he was, however, tonight was slightly different; it felt like people were talking and laughing behind his back. He knew why this was happening, and unfortunately, the person responsible for this was probably under her warm blankets while he continued to suffer through the humiliation. Logan was currently seated at Bon Appétit, waiting for their orders to arrive. His date, Carmen, was talking all the time; he barely caught anything she said. “Logan, are you even listening to me?” Carmen asked. Logan gave her a hard look and said in a composed voice, “NO.” Carmen gasped in offense. “You mean, this whole time I’ve been pouring my heart out to you, and you haven’t been listening?
Meryl was stunned to silence as the jeweller placed the set of expensive rings in front of her. She stared at the rings in awe and shook her head in disbelief; she had expected many things tonight, but this was not even at the back of the list. She had certainly not expected to have a set of expensive diamond engagement rings placed in front of her and asked to choose whichever one she wanted. "Jorge, this is incredible, this is…wow!" She breathed, and Jorge gave her a big smile that melted her heart on the spot. She stared at the rings to keep herself from crying because of the emotions feuding inside of her. "Uhm…I don't know what to choose, there's a lot of options." She said to the jeweller who was not the least interested in the rings but on Jorge. “Choose something that’s gonna make all women wish it was them getting married to me," Jorge said softly, and Meryl nodded and took in a shaky breath before averting her gaze to the b
It was a beautiful morning. Birds were singing, and trees were swaying along with the wind. Heck, even the ants were dancing together in long columns as if preparing for the festive season. Nature was more than happy to welcome summer after a long winter season. However, one specific human being was not joyful.It was one sombre morning. Tons and tons of used tissues were splattered all over the floor. There were clothes and blankets on the floor, empty bottles of ice-wine on the bed and on the floor. The small bedroom was literally a pigsty. The broken-hearted blonde was curled up into a little ball in her pink pyjamas. Her messy hair was tied into a messy bun and her nose and eyes were red from crying, and she had big bags under her eyes.She never imagined that one day she would cry or drink herself to sleep because of a man. She never imagined that someday she would be handed her broken heart on a silver platter, and yet here she was, lying on this bed
It was 12 a.m. London time and Jorge had just arrived at Billings Corporation. He was not surprised to find someone else standing behind Meryl's desk but he asked anyway, and the girl told him that both Anita and Meryl were unavailable. He sighed and walked to the elevator, ignoring all the stares he was getting from his employees, but it was to be expected since he had decided to dress up like a secret agent; a black suit and dark shades.He was glad the moment the elevator doors because the stares he was getting were intensifying his headache. Cameron was to blame for all of this; Jorge could not even remember what they were talking about because of the alcohol Cameron kept feeding him. The only thing he remembered was the time when he was telling Cameron about proposing to Sonya. Jorge did not understand how Meryl ended up at his place; he did not remember ordering roses or having them sent to Meryl. There had to be some kind of misunderstanding, or there was a maste
She could not remember the last time she felt such an adrenaline rush; it set her body on fire as excitement coursed through her veins.The apprehension she felt before, dissipated the moment she realised that she was basically alone on the top floor of Logan Parker's house. Who knew what secrets this house held?She still remembered Logan's house from her childhood years and back when they were dating. There were many rooms, but she knew where the important ones were; including his study, office, and his bedroom – the perfect places to bury his secrets and important information.From what she remembered, there were no cameras; hopefully that was still the case. She surveyed the house until she found his room, and as expected; it was locked. Logan never trusted anyone when it came to his personal spaces, especially since he was a heavy sleeper.MJ found his office, and strangely, it was not locked; it seemed as though he was
“Yes, that’s right!” Carmen laughed. “I know who you are.” She smirked. “Darn! You had us all fooled, you smooth bitch!” She continued to laugh, placing both her hands on the table for support, feeling proud to have MJ Billings at her mercy. At least that was what she thought.She had no idea what MJ Billings had in store for her. “And I underestimated you.” MJ said, sitting up straight. You have it bad! MJ thought.Carmen was willing to do anything to keep Logan that she did not realize the mistake she had made, but even if she did, it would have been too late. Not only did MJ Billings have leverage on her now, she practically had her life in her hands. But like the snake she was, MJ kept quiet, preying on her like silent venom.“And I proved you wrong.” Carmen said proudly.MJ studied her. She was a fair girl, beautiful beyond doubt. She was wearing a short brown b
“You don’t have to go, you know.” Jorge said worriedly to MJ.“I am going; Carmen invited me.” MJ said while applying a maroon lipstick on her lips. "The least I can do is honour her invitation." She pouted her lips, making sure that she applied her lipstick well.“But-” Jorge tried to argue, but she cut him off.She turned around to face him. “Jorge, we are the Billings, and we don’t-”“Disappoint.” He heaved a sigh and finished off for her.They were currently in MJ’s room, preparing for Logan and Carmen’s engagement party. MJ was wearing a long maroon cocktail dress that reached her toes, and white heels, and tied her curly hair to the side.Jorge, on the other hand, was wearing black skinny jeans, a black shirt, and a grey jacket.“Ready?” Anita peeked through the door, grabbing both their atten
The next morning was different. The Billings' residence felt cold with silence and tension. No one knew what to say. Everyone had to be careful of what they said. They were all currently seated in the kitchen with the exception of MJ."Mm…Jameson, since you are working now and earn better, you can build me a house like this, just to have a kitchen like this one." Antonina said, trying to break the silence. Jorge's house was very huge; it was a double story beach house. They had a sitting room, a lounge, a dining room, a very spacious kitchen that could accommodate the entire royal family and still leave enough space for movement.“Sure, Ants.” Jameson replied quietly.“Jorge, did you get any sleep at all?” Reina asked.Everyone could see that Jorge had not slept at all. He spent the rest of his night, or rather a morning, going through his CCTV footage. Anita had found him sitting in his office, stari
“Shannon!” Reina scolded in the background, but Shannon just laughed.“Haha, you are such a wimp!” Shannon’s laughter boomed through the phone and Jorge closed his eyes.“Oh! Jorge, please don’t mind her; she’s a bit high right now.” Reina said. “MJ is home, she just needs some rest.” She said tiredly, and Jorge sighed in relief.“Thank you, Reina. I’m on my way!” He hung up and was about to leave when Logan stopped him.“Hey, what’s going on?” Logan asked.“May is at home!” Jorge said impatiently.“I’m coming with you.” Logan said tiredly.“No!” Doctor Becker and Jorge answered in unison as if trying to hide something, taking Logan by surprise.Doctor Becker cleared her throat and continued, “Miss Smith needs some rest; a lot of res
Jorge rushed into the hospital and increased his pace as he approached the reception desk, his heart hammering hard against his chest as he imagined all sorts of outcomes. “Hi!” He greeted breathlessly. “My name is Jorge Billings; I’m here to see Miss Smith!” He said anxiously.The receptionist nodded and typed on the computer, and then she fixed her glasses and looked up with a small smile. "Mr Billings, please follow me." She left the desk and led him through a long passage. The sight of nurses and patients and the smell of the hospital made Jorge feel uneasy. Netcare Christiaan Barnard Memorial Hospital was a place that held some bad memories for him and MJ.This was the place where his sister was born, the same place where he was told that his mother had died when he was seven, the same place where he first held his sister in his arms.As if sensing his tension, the woman spoke up. “Your mom was such a ni
“I can’t do this anymore, Thuso. The wait is killing me.” Logan said and sat up from his office couch. He was still in the same clothes he had worn the previous day after work; black tracksuits. He had slept in his office at Parker’s Enterprises after another fight with Carmen. “It has been over 36 hours, that’s a day and a half. That’s almost two flipping days, and there’s still no sign of her.” He said with a broken voice. His eyes were puffy and he looked drained. “I don’t know what to do anymore, I feel like I’m losing my mind!” He growled and pulled on his hair.“We will find her, boss.” Thuso reassured him.“When?” Logan laughed bitterly and stood up. “Maybe this is my punishment. I should have told her the truth. Now she is still out there, probably being tortured and…” He trailed off and held his head.“Logan, y
Logan Parker did not want to hear anything at all. He did not want to listen to anyone. All that he wanted was to find MJ before anything could happen to her. It had not been long since her kidnapping, so chances were that the kidnappers were still around. They could not have gone that far since the police were contacted immediately and we're currently searching for the car.Logan suspected that the same person that tried to run MJ over was the same person that kidnapped her. His main lead now was the tinted car that was spotted on the CCTV footage, but it was not enough. Jorge had told him that May was missing and that she was kidnapped from Sonya’s apartment. His story was not convincing, but Logan decided to use what he had.Being a man of power and authority, Logan Parker managed to get SAPS to set roadblocks as soon as possible. All roads were blocked. From entrances and exit points of Cape Town and Western Cape to harbours and airports.
“Hey, Anita! It is Jorge again. I was just checking if you had heard anything from MJ. Please call me as soon as you get this message…” Jorge said into the phone. His hair was wet and he looked like he just got out of the shower. He was wearing blue jeans and a blue shirt, which was tight around his body, and the sleeves were neatly rolled up, giving his big and fancy watch a better view."Hey, Jorge!" Anita and the Dos Santos women budged into the house with a handful of shopping bags. He sighed in relief and walked towards them. "Wow! You should never go shopping with these two; they made us go from door to door." She sighed tiredly as she placed her bags down, and then she plopped down on the couch and took off her heels.“What the hell happened to your phone? I’ve been calling you all day long!” He shouted, frustrated.Anita sat up straight, and the two women who were busy mingling stopped what they were