Thompson ran after the moving vehicle, shrieking like a lunatic. He didn't know what just hit him. It took him a few minutes to acknowledge he had just been ripped off. Wrapping his hands around his waist, he nodded his head in contempt and sat next to a gigantic fence outside. He couldn't report to the cops or inform anyone what happened.
"Where do I go from here? I don't even have a dime on me right now. What do I tell my daughter? How will she respond to the devastating information?” Facing the sky, Thompson besought silently in a faint tone. He got so engrossed in his thinking and napped outside, unbothered by the scorching sun melting his skin.
"What are you doing here?” A passerby woke him.
"I'm good,” replied Thompson. He yawned and stood up.
"I need to call my daughter immediately. She must be concerned about me,” ransacking his pocket for his phone, he screamed. He immediately went cold after he realized his phone was gone.
"Can I please use your phone?” Extending his hand, he pleaded with the stranger.
“Sure,” the stranger responded and carefully observed Thompson until he was done talking to Sophia. She tried reaching out to her father countless times, but he wasn't reachable.
Knowing how hurt she would get, Thompson lied about a different event and she believed him.
He returned the phone and appreciated the stranger. He stood up, on the verge of departing, when he spotted a poster for a Job Vacancy. His face was beamed with joy after reading the job notice. He landed a soft knock on the gate and was attended by the gatekeeper.
“Hi, there. I saw a job Vacancy posted on the wall. Can I please come in for the interview?” Happily, he requested.
"And you're?” After the cross-examination, the gatekeeper asked.
“I'm Thompson. Can I please come inside for the interview?”
"Where are your qualifications? This is a reputable organization. We don't employ everything that breathes,” he rudely answered. Thompson wasn't bothered. He knew without his qualifications, a situation like this was bound to happen.
"I was robbed of my valuables while coming. Please—let me in. I need this job to stay alive. I can't even go back home.” he pleaded, still, the gatekeeper shunned his tears and asked him to vacate the premises.
Aware it was his only shot at life, Thompson refused and tried to force his way inside the company. Despite being twice as old as the gatekeeper, he found his way inside and created a scene.
“I'm not leaving this place without getting a job. Y'all don't have the slightest idea what I went through today. You will need the intervention of the cops to get me out here,” he sat on the floor and caused a commotion. His voice got so loud and got the attention of the CEO, who invited him to the office. Like a thief, Thompson was dragged to the CEO's office.
"I heard about your heroics in my company. You don't even look fit to work. You're so unkept,” the CEO taunted Thompson's appearance and completely condemned him. He swallowed the insult and didn't fight back. He was determined to get the job. The abusive words meant nothing to him. After realizing that Thompson had come for a peace talk, the CEO marveled and ceased shouting.
"Quite impressive for someone who was humiliated. I bet a few people would have smashed my head with a bottle. But you are different. What kind of human are you? What's your name?” Flabbergasted by Thompson's patience, the CEO was compelled to ask.
"Thompson Smith. from Living Faith Arena, Mississippi. I got robbed of my valuables while I was coming. I lost everything. I need this job badly,” he narrated with confidence.
"Did you just say cornerstone? This is Unbelievable! Thompson, it's me. Don't you recognize me anymore?” The CEO's eyes widened as he stood up and moved closer to Thompson.
"I can't seem to recall your face. Sorry, have we met before?”
“Don't be so ridiculous. It's me, Duncan. Your best friend, in the hood. We mutually agreed to allow our kids to get married to each other in the future. Have you forgotten?” Duncan reminded Thompson and refreshed his memories. They were best friends and often considered twins by everyone. Not even their parents could separate them from each other. While they were kids, they both made a pledge that would allow their children to get married to each other in the future. Unfortunately, they lost contact and parted ways after graduation. Unlike Thompson, Duncan has become wealthy and owns Supreme Group, one of the largest beverage companies in the state.
"Good to see you again. I could barely recognize you. You look good! A lot has changed about you. Can't say the same for me. Please help me with this job. My daughter needs it,” Shamed at himself, Thompson faced the ground. He still can't fathom how Duncan acquired such massive wealth. Back in school, Duncan was the dumbest.
"Come off it. What happened to you? You were the most brilliant champ in school. You even help solve my math. We've got a lot to talk about. I see you now have a daughter. Great! I've got a son, too. Two handsome sons. Our vow still stands, right? I'll tell my son about it, while you go back home and notify your daughter. Don't worry about your stolen phone and cash, I'll replace them.” Dipping his hands inside his drawer, Duncan brought out his checkbook and wrote a check for $500k.
"Take this. I guess it'll be sufficient to solve whatever issues you have,” he slipped the check to Thompson, Pam.
"Is this a joke? Please stop it. I hate being pranked,” he withdrew his hand and rejected the check. Everything is happening so fast.
"Of course, not. Go on, take it,” Duncan insisted and forced the check on Thompson's palm again. Astonished by his benevolence, Thompson went on both knees and displayed his heartfelt gratitude to Duncan. He'd never seen such an outrageous amount in all his life.
"How can I repay you for this act of generosity?”
"You don't have to. Just go home and rest. I can imagine what you've been through.” Duncan responded as they both had a lengthy conversation and laughed at each other's jokes. They also reminisced about the good old days. After an hour of mind-blowing conversation, a thought smashed Thompson's mind.
“I am a bit worried about my daughter. I doubt if she'll accept our demand. Nonetheless, I've got a solution,”
“Really? Let's hear it!” Duncan consented.
“I'll go show this $500k to my daughter at home and lied you lent me the loan with the condition that she must marry your son until I'm done repaying it. What do you think?” Thompson suggested.
“That's a brilliant idea. But I doubt if $500k is enough to convince her. Hold on a sec!” Duncan halted and wrote another check of $1 million.
“I think this should be enough to arrest her conviction,” Duncan smiled after handling the check to Thompson.
“Wow!” Thompson smiled. It all feels like a dream to him. He took the check. They spoke a bit as Thompson was accompanied by Duncan himself as he exited the office.
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Sophia screamed from her room to let Johnson make love to her. She covers her mouth to prevent the scream from alerting the neighbors.
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Just when Sophia thought she was having her best moment, her father walked inside the house and called her out.
“My father is back. What do we do now? If he finds you here, he'll kill the both of us,” Sophia tossed off the bed and shivered like a hen drenched by the rain, Johnson leaned forward, yearning for more.
"Are you dumb? Can't you see my father is back? Do you want to get me into more trouble?” she slapped and pushed him away.
“Ouch, you don't have to do that. So what do we do now?” Caressing his chin, he bemoaned.
"Don't be silly. I don't want to believe you've got nothing inside that big head of yours. I don't want my father to find you here. We should think of getting you out of here before he walks inside,” She whispered. Her head is spinning already. She could barely think straight to come up with a solution."And I asked us not to make love here. We could have just gone to your place. Now see the mess you caused me.” She blamed Johnson for what was happening."Enough with the self-pity. It wasn't my fault. Don't act like you didn't want it, too. If you were so serious about this, you would have declined. But no, you jumped on the bed and consented.” he clapped back and taunted her. Leaning forward to her room door, Thompson called out again, this time, screaming out his lungs.“Sophia, I know you're in there. Why are you not answering? I've been calling for over an hour. I need you downstairs this minute. Are you trying to play a prank on me?”Making an indistinct chatter, Sophia ordered J
Fabio caressed his cheeks in anger and returned to his room only to find Nikki packing her stuff and set to leave the house."What the heck are you doing here, man?”"I presume you're not blind, are you? I overheard everything your father said to you. I'd rather sleep in my apartment tonight. I can't stand the heat,” Nikki wailed as she attempted to exit the room with her luggage."We can still discuss this, right?” he pleaded and grabbed her box."There's nothing to discuss. Didn't you hear the conditions? You'd be stripped of your inheritance. You're not that stupid to choose me over fortune, right? What I don't understand is why your Dad keeps controlling you as if you were a kid. I can't take this. I'd be back when the drama ended. But right now, I'm out of here.” She wept like a child and departed. All efforts to make her stay proved abortive.The damageThe relationship saga hit Sophia so hard and pierced her heart like a dagger. She got carried away and forgot where she was."G
Fabio and Sophia's tense stare-down seemed to stretch for an eternity, each harboring their secrets and resentments. The air in the room grew heavy with unspoken words, suffocating any chance of reconciliation.Duncan, Fabio's father, shifted uncomfortably in his seat, his eyes darting between his son and his potential spouse Sophia. He had hoped their first meeting would lead to a pleasant acquaintance, but the palpable animosity between them left him bewildered."Do you two know each other?" Duncan's voice broke through the silence once again, his tone tinged with a hint of desperation for answers. He had sensed something amiss from the moment they laid eyes on each other.Fabio's jaw clenched as he weighed his response, grappling with the tumult of emotions swirling within him. Sophia's mere presence stirred memories he had long buried, memories of a past he wished to forget."Is she the one I'm supposed to marry?" Fabio finally spoke, his voice laced with uncertainty as he tried t
CHAPTER 6Acceptance Sophia opened the door of the office, her movements graceful yet purposeful, and stepped out into the corridor. Fabio followed closely behind, the weight of their shared history hanging heavy in the air between them."So you're the one I marry?" Fabio's words cut through the silence like a knife, his tone laced with bitterness and resentment. "Your poor wretched family wants to reap where you guys didn't sow."Sophia stopped abruptly, her heart pounding in her chest as she turned to face Fabio. The hurt and anger that had simmered beneath the surface for so long threatened to boil over, her emotions raw and unfiltered."How dare you?" she seethed, her voice trembling with barely contained fury. "You think you can just waltz back into my life and pass judgment on me and my family?"Fabio recoiled slightly at the venom in Sophia's words, the sting of her rebuke cutting deep into his wounded pride. He had never intended to hurt her and had never imagined that his wo
Duncan led Fabio back into his office, the weight of their earlier conversation still hanging heavy in the air between them. He gestured for Fabio to take a seat in one of the plush armchairs arranged around the ornate coffee table, the rich mahogany furniture exuding an air of old-world elegance.As Fabio settled into his seat, Duncan crossed the room to the well-stocked bar nestled in the corner, his movements deliberate yet unhurried. With practiced ease, he poured two fingers of whiskey into a crystal tumbler, the amber liquid glinting in the soft glow of the overhead lights."Here you go, son," Duncan said, his voice gentle yet firm as he handed Fabio the glass. "A little something to take the edge off."Fabio accepted the glass with a grateful nod, the cool surface of the tumbler soothing against his clammy palms. He took a sip of the whiskey, relishing the smoky warmth that spread through his chest, momentarily chasing away the lingering shadows of doubt and uncertainty."Thanks
Sophia trudged up the front steps of her family home, her mind still reeling from her encounter with Fabio in Duncan's office. As she reached the porch, she found her father sitting in his favorite wicker chair, a newspaper spread out in front of him."I miss the good old days of mail and paper news," he remarked, his voice tinged with nostalgia. "You kids don't know what you're missing."Sophia offered her father a small smile, her heart heavy with the weight of the day's events. She sank into the chair beside him, the worn wicker creaking softly beneath her weight, and let out a weary sigh."How did it go?" her father asked, his gaze gentle yet probing as he studied her face for any signs of distress.Sophia scoffed bitterly, her frustration bubbling to the surface like a pot left unattended. "That son of a bitch," she muttered under her breath, her words dripping with venom. "That entitled prick."Her father's brow furrowed in concern at her outburst, his eyes searching hers for an
Fabio stood in his sleek, modern kitchen, the aroma of simmering marinara sauce filling the air, he couldn't shake the feeling of unease gnawing at his gut. Tonight was the dinner date with Sophia, an event his family had been eagerly anticipating for weeks. Yet, despite the excitement buzzing around him, his mind was elsewhere, consumed by thoughts of Nikki.Nikki, his fiery and passionate lover, had dropped a bombshell on him just days ago: she claimed to be pregnant with his child. The news had sent shockwaves through Fabio's carefully curated world, shattering the illusion of control he had worked so hard to maintain. Now, as he diced onions with mechanical precision, his thoughts were consumed by the impossible choice looming before him.On one hand, there was Sophia, the woman his family had chosen for him, the embodiment of everything he was supposed to want in a partner. She was refined, elegant, and came from a respectable family with a long-standing relationship with his own
Sophia's phone buzzed softly on the bedside table, drawing her attention away from the turbulent thoughts swirling in her mind. With a heavy sigh, she reached for the device, her heart sinking as she saw Fabio's name illuminated on the screen.Reluctantly, she tapped on the message, her eyes scanning the contents with a mixture of curiosity and trepidation. What she read made her heart sink even further."Your dress will be sent to you and a chauffeur to pick you up at 6 pm tomorrow."Sophia's lips curled into a scowl as she read the message, her frustration bubbling to the surface like a simmering volcano. How dare he presume to dictate her schedule and make decisions on her behalf without so much as a word of consultation? The audacity of the man infuriated her to no end."How can I marry such a guy?" she thought bitterly, her mind reeling with indignation. "He has no manners, doesn't know how to treat a lady."With a flick of her thumb, she composed a terse reply, her fingers flying
The house was alive with the subtle sounds of family life. Upstairs, the giggles of the children blended with the muffled hum of their toys. Downstairs, the soft murmur of the evening news played in the background, barely audible over the rhythmic ticking of the grandfather clock—a gift from Fabio’s late father, a man whose presence, though absent, still felt woven into the fabric of their lives. Sophia sat in the living room, an old photo album on her lap, the edges of the leather cover worn smooth by years of use. She smiled wistfully as her fingers grazed over a photo from their vow renewal ceremony. The image captured them surrounded by a small gathering of loved ones, the joy and hope in their faces unmissable. Fabio stood by her side, looking at her as if she were the only person in the world. That day had marked a turning point in their lives, a testament to their decision to move forward together despite the darkness that had once threatened to pull them apart. Sophia leane
The dawn of a new chapter was unlike anything Fabio and Sophia had ever imagined. Looking back on their tumultuous journey, they could scarcely believe how far they had come. The man that Fabio had once been—the dangerous, secretive, and often distant man ruled by his past—felt like a ghost from another life, fading into the distance with each passing day. And Sophia, the woman who had once been consumed by fears of betrayal and the weight of uncertainty, had transformed into the fierce and self-assured partner she was today. They had been through the fires of hardship, and now, they stood on the other side, holding onto the life they had built together, one that was rooted in love, trust, and the hard-earned peace they had longed for.It was early morning when Fabio and Sophia found themselves sitting together in the warmth of their kitchen, the sounds of their children’s laughter echoing in the background. The home they had created—a modest but cozy house—was a far cry from the mansi
The evening was quiet but filled with a warmth and excitement that hung in the air, simmering just below the surface. It was a perfect spring night, with stars peeking out in the twilight sky, and the soft glow of lights strung around the garden illuminated the faces of friends and family gathered to celebrate. Though the occasion was simple, a dinner and gathering of their loved ones, it symbolized something far greater for Fabio and Sophia—a celebration of resilience, love, and the journey they had traveled together.Sophia had been planning the gathering for weeks, wanting to mark the fresh start they’d worked so hard to create. For her, this celebration wasn’t just about the end of challenges but about embracing the life they’d rebuilt with love and unity. She moved about the garden, overseeing last-minute details, ensuring the candles on each table were perfectly lit and that the small floral arrangements were set with a gentle touch. Her mother and a few close friends bustled ar
The days that followed the storm of their recent battles were quiet but strained. Fabio and Sophia had faced harrowing challenges together, challenges that tested their very foundation. Now, in the wake of it all, they both felt a subtle shift—a space between them that hadn't been there before. It was filled with the remnants of unspoken fears and the need for trust to be rebuilt, brick by brick, before they could fully embrace the life they’d fought so hard to protect.Sophia could feel it in the little moments—the way Fabio looked at her when he thought she wasn’t watching, the hesitation in his touch, and the uncharacteristic silence that would sometimes settle between them. She knew he was carrying the weight of everything that had happened, not just to him but to her and their family. And while she felt his love, the bond between them felt fragile, as though it was being held together by sheer willpower.One evening, after tucking the children into bed, Fabio and Sophia found the
Fabio and Sophia stood at a crossroads in their lives, the tension of the recent events still lingering in the air. They had come out victorious in their fight against Victor, but it hadn’t left them unscathed. The threats, the confrontations, and the constant worry for their family’s safety had left a mark. And now, standing together in the quiet aftermath, they both knew that something had to change if they were going to finally escape the shadows of their past.The reality was stark, and it weighed heavily on Fabio. His involvement in the family business, though now legitimized, was still closely tied to people and decisions from a different time. He’d worked so hard to turn things around, to build a business that didn’t rely on the dark ties he’d once thought were inescapable. Yet, after the confrontation with Victor, it was clear: as long as he was involved, the people he loved would always be vulnerable to those who still clung to the past.One night, sitting across from Sophia
As the weight of everything bore down on Fabio and Sophia, the life they’d struggled to piece together seemed on the verge of collapsing. Each day had become a fight against the pressure that mounted from all sides. The tension between Fabio's business troubles, the ever-present threat from his past, and the fragile stability he and Sophia had built had woven a complex, tangled web that threatened to snare them both.One late evening, after a long and exhausting day, Fabio sat at the dining table, his head buried in his hands. The silence in their home was thick, punctuated only by the faint hum of the refrigerator. Sophia approached him cautiously, sensing the turmoil that he tried so hard to hide. She pulled a chair beside him and rested a gentle hand on his shoulder, feeling the tension radiating from him."Fabio," she said softly, her voice tinged with a mixture of concern and resolve, "we need to talk. We can’t keep letting this consume us."He looked up, eyes clouded with worry
Life had settled into a rhythm for Fabio and Sophia, one punctuated by moments of joy, shared challenges, and a deep sense of unity. After her recent bold moves within the family business, Sophia felt closer to Fabio than ever, and their renewed partnership fueled a sense of purpose that drove them both forward. But as the weeks turned into months, an unforeseen event began to disrupt their lives, threatening to alter the very foundation of their relationship and, ultimately, their shared vision for the future.It started with a single phone call, one that would unknowingly set off a chain of events neither had anticipated. Sophia was at home, tidying up after a busy day with the kids, when the landline rang. She picked it up with a casual “Hello?” only to be met by silence. Thinking it was just a wrong number, she hung up, dismissing it with a shrug. But when the calls continued over the next few days—each time with no response on the other end—she grew uneasy.Fabio noticed the chan
It was a quiet morning when Sophia made her decision. She hadn’t slept well the night before, her mind buzzing with thoughts of everything she and Fabio had been through. Even though Fabio had assured her the danger was over, she could still feel the weight of tension lurking in the air, an invisible shadow that hadn’t fully lifted. She was grateful for his strength, for the way he had put everything on the line to protect their family, but she also knew she couldn’t just stand by anymore.For so long, she had been the supportive partner, trusting that Fabio’s decisions would keep them safe. She’d been a loyal wife, a doting mother, and had worked hard to be the stable force their family needed. But today, she realized that maybe it was her turn to step forward, to show Fabio and even herself that she was capable of protecting their family too.Her resolve strengthened as she watched Fabio getting ready to leave for work. He was wearing his usual calm demeanor, though she could see a
Fabio sat alone in his office, the darkness broken only by the glow of the desk lamp casting a soft, warm light over the polished mahogany. Papers lay scattered around him—blueprints, financial statements, notes scrawled hastily in his own hand from long nights of planning. He ran a hand through his hair, feeling the weight of all that had come before and everything that lay ahead.It was a confrontation he’d hoped to avoid but knew was inevitable. His rival had pushed him to this point, and tonight, he’d have to make his final stand, once and for all. The stakes were no longer about the business alone; they had blurred into the very fabric of his family, his love for Sophia, and the future he wanted for their children. The rival had crossed a line, and it was clear to Fabio that if he didn’t end it here, they’d never truly be free.As Fabio sat there, gathering his thoughts, Sophia walked quietly into the room. She could read the tension on his face, his posture—so familiar to her af