Third Person’s It’s been a while since the tall dark man left the room and ever since he left, Silvia keeps on pulling her hand out of the knot. The tie around her wrist is tight but she’s itching to be free from it. Not to run away from the captivity but to beat Ivy. Even with the fact that she had kept the truth to her for a few hours, Silvia doesn’t like how Ivy treated her. First, one of her followers dragged her around, then, the gun pointing when she came in and worst of all the blackmailing that Ivy did just to make her text Henrick to come home out of nowhere. She released a sigh in defeat. She felt lethargic for forcing her body to move around just to loosen the tie. After minutes of persistence, she only gains numbness on her shoulder and scratches on her wrist but the tie is still intact. “You’re just hurting yourself, Mom.” Henrick finally speaks up without looking at her direction. The two of them were bound in the dining chair, facing each other. Henrick
Third Person’s Max left the building earlier than before. It wasn’t on his schedule to go home early but today was different. He had to train his nephew to manage the company. Although he’s dedicated and fast-learner like an Evans, Max couldn’t bear to look at Zef knowing he stole his hard earned business that he developed from his father only to be taken away from him and his family. He massaged his temple hoping it would lessen the ache that he’s been enduring since the two showed up in his office. All he wanted to do now was to see her wife and feel her warm. At least through that he could find solace before he faced another day. “That’s weird.” There’s a hint of uneasiness in Todd’s voice. He opened his eyes and glanced at the driver popping his head out of the car window. He followed his gaze and was perplexed at the bizarre scene of the front yard. The place is unusually quiet and even until they reach the main door there’s no body guard in sight. “Let me check the insi
She abruptly stopped from walking and glanced at Antonio who avoided his stare by lifting his head up. He's a few inches taller than Ivy. Just staring straight on his front Ivy wouldn’t be able to meet his eyes. “What?” There’s a mixture of irritation and curiosity in her voice. “Nothing.” “If you have something in mind, speak it up already and stop moaning there like a starving cow.” She nagged. They already left Max in the library. Ivy plans to intentionally separate the Evans the whole night. Just like what she did to the others captive. This will make it hard for them to form an ally against her. After all, she still needs to prepare something for the next day's event. As they walked through the hallway, Antonio kept on creating a sound while on he’s in a deep thought. Even though Ivy wanted to disregard him and hasten her pace so that she can sleep already, his whimpering is starting to get on her nerves. “I…just don’t understand.” He said, still taking off his sight
Third Person’s She released a sigh of exasperation the moment she heard the door closed behind her. Keeping someone in captivity and roaming around the mansion for her main event doesn’t exhaust her but the fact that she stayed inside the mansion for these. Without having any break to take a peek on the mall for some leisure strolling that she always does whenever she feels bored. She threw her body on the soft mattress letting the futon seeped all the tiredness of her body. She sighed again. This time out of relief and satisfaction. Thinking of her plan going as what she wanted somehow cheered her up. “It’s all his fault.” She whispered to herself in gritted teeth. Her breathing accelerated as the memories of her past. She clasped a handful of her hair as her body curled into a ball. “This is all his fault. This is all his fault.” She continues to chant endlessly. Just like the other days, Ivy cried her heart without the knowledge of anyone else. Except for Antonio who was sta
Finn’s Oh shit! I flinched in shock when I woke from the loud bang that almost tore my ear drum. I lifted my head to see what just happened. My lips opened slightly and my eyes squinted at the blinding light from the hallway. I turned my head to the side but I never left my vision to the silhouette of the man standing at the doorway. The guy who caused the noise. “Who are you?” I mumbled. My throat is already parched and I’m getting weak from missing dinner…and even lunch. Any minute now, I will end up dead from starvation. “It’s me, again.” That weird guy. “Oh.” Maybe it’s because it wasn’t Boone, but I felt somehow disappointed. He casually walked towards me. Only when he went to my back did I notice the group of men in suits walking back and forth in the hallway. I squinted my eyes more to see what they’re doing but my hunger makes it hard for me to see it clearly. “What’s happening?” “Nothing. We’re packing up so they are cleaning the mess that they made earlier.” He repl
Third Person's "Actually, I do have a question that only you could give me the answer to." Henrick said as soon Finn left the room. He had been looking for a chance to speak to Jion in private. What he didn't think was that he had to experience the kidnapping just to come across his path. Jion bobbed his head to the side as a signal for Henrick to proceed. “That time, when you helped me to save Irvin from Ken. His younger brother, Donnnie, is also there. But I fail to get him back with me.” Jion just quietly listening to him. “And when the shooting was over, the people who were left behind mentioned that you brought all the bodies that were left behind. by any chance, is Donnie one of those…you know?” He wanted to say ‘body’ but it sounded inappropriate for him to use that word. Jion was quiet for a minute. Thinking deeply of his question. “Do you realize that it’s been a while since that kidnapping has happened? We don’t ket dead body that long.” “I understand. But can you a
Third Person’s “Are you sure you’re not going to stay here?” Angie asked her son for the nth time. After the chaos, Boone offered to give her a ride home. At first, she declined his offer and eventually agreed because of his persistence. “I can cook something for both of you before you head back to your condo.” Boone reached for her shoulder. “Mom, we’re fine. You need some rest.”He reminded her. In the end, Angie complied at her son’s requests. He’s right. He had been in captivity for almost twenty-four hours. They already went to the hospital for a quick fix on their wrist scratches that the tie had given them and a light snack while waiting for their discharge in the hospital. “Dad already texted me that he’s at home now. maybe in a couple of minutes he’ll be here accompanying you.” He added. “Okay, then. Be safe on your way home. You too, Finn.” Boone and Finn waved goodbye to Angie as she watched his car off the road again. The sun is alrady pe
Third Person’s “God. I didn’t think I would be back here after–when did we buy that mansion, honey?” Max flinched at the sudden touch on his arm. It was Silvia. Demanding his attention to answer her question that he fail to hear. “Uh…” “Isn’t it Henrick’s thirteenth birthday? Or Fourteenth?” Max didn’t respond. He just stared at her, letting her find the answer through her memories. Just a few steps away from them, Henrick watched the two having a conversation. He kept quiet and just watch his father’s bizarre behavior. He noticed the constant wiping of his palm on his pants while they’re on their way to the Villa and his unusual restrained responses to his mother’s endless queries. “Henrick,” He felt the light tag of Irvin on his shirt. He glanced at his direction. “Maybe you should not sleep in my room while your parents are hee.” Irvin suggested. He’s confused. “Why?” “What do you mean ‘why’?” He asked in a whisper. Staring at the two old couples if they
"What about Moe?" I asked, staring at him dead in the eye. "How would I know when you never told me anything?" I emphasized every word clearly as I stated my displeasure towards him. I tried to raise my head to look at him but the falling tears made my vision blurry. "You want to know? You really want to know, right?" Henrick stalked towards me like a predator to its prey as he stood in front of me. His eyes blazing in fury. "Tell me!!" I yelled equally loud. I tried to suppress my growing anxiousness. This version of Henrick is what I fear the most. The seething with madness version. I want him to speak up, to say it to my face no matter how much the truth hurts me. But I surrendered. I surrendered to Henrick. "I didn't tell you because I'm worried about your feelings, Vin. I don't know if you could bear it or not. I don't know if this will bring back the pain...But you won't listen to me even when I warned you. Now, I will tell you the truth. Moe is the guy who poisoned you at th
Irvin's POV"P-please... don't hurt us..."My eyes widened as I watched the scene in front of me. I gave Moe a glance, but he was too preoccupied with the terrified lady. "Auntie, we're not here to hurt you." I muttered, before lending my hands towards the old lady, beckoning her to get up. "Tri’s not here today. So, I came instead." Moe said. "Y-you're... not here to hurt us?" she said in a trembling voice. "Yes." Moe said with indifferent expression, before eventually softening his voice, "How are you?" "You promise?" "Yes... Tri asked me to buy this too," Moe took the pills out of his pocket and gave them to the auntie. The expression on the woman's face eventually mellowed as she started to trust Moe. "Why didn't Tri come today?" Auntie grabbed her own clothes and wiped tears off her face. "He's busy... Can we see him now?" Moe shortly said. The lady was speechless for a moment before letting out a deep sigh. She slowly opened the door to the room and eventually beckone
Irvin’s POVI sat with my phone while playing games like crazy after passing a rigorous exam all day, damn it! The questions on the test paper today were something I have never met before. Hey! Did we study a lesson like that? Damn, I couldn't remember anything. My brain has gone as empty as a space, it was filled with nothing. The more I searched for answers, the more I couldn't find them. I wanted to sleep instead! Fuck! What I got back was a radiant looking skin because I have slept all too well, it helps a lot with drinking eight glasses of water a day that adds moisture to my skin. How preposterous! "Done with your exams already?" Henrick’s voice didn't draw my attention away from the screen. I nodded at him and continued playing the game. For about ten minutes now, I have been sitting here under the VIP building benches and waiting for him. Henrick and his friends gathered around the table. He then sat beside me. "Ugh." I flicked my face away from Henrick, who gently rubbed h
Henrick’s Pov"Oh God... it hurts so much doctor." I squinted my eyes towards the old looking man sitting across from my good-for-nothing friend. He was called doctor Seb or Doc Sebastian Walsh? Something like that. When we asked Oli if he wanted to be taken to the hospital, he refused and wanted to be tended here instead. So we called a doctor, and this bastard specifically asked for this old man. I was putting an ice pack for Irvin’s hip while periodically peeking at my friend’s actions. He said he was hurt, but his face looked otherwise and it annoyed me seriously. "You're doing fine, Oli. It's just a little bruise. I'll give you some painkillers and topical ointment and you're good to go." The good-looking doctor said coldly. His tone might be soft and caring, but his facial expressions were too stiff and indifferent. "Don't I need an X-ray? Or maybe some blood tests? I think I'm still a little sick doctor." Oliver pushed himself up from the sofa, and drew his face closer to t
Henrick’s POVBang!!I hurriedly grabbed Irvin by the waist so that he slammed hard on my chest. We dropped to the couch in shock, looking at the shards of fallen glass on the floor. The glass table shattered and cracked loudly. I didn't realize I had used such a strong force enough to break the table apart. Luckily, I caught Irvin on time before he fell into the mess. "Are you okay?" I asked Irvin who sat on my lap and was staring breathlessly at the wreckage in front of us. "Damn, Rick! What the hell did you do?" He slapped my thigh hard with his fists. "Ha ha, look how strong my love for you is." I said, grinning goofily at Irvin’s reddened face out of embarrassment. Knock Knock"Young Master. What happened, Young Master Henrick?" There was a loud knock on the door, along with an uproar from outside. Irvin and I exchanged looks and he hurriedly put on his pants, rolled his shirt down, and ran towards the bathroom. I shook my head slightly as I recall his old ways. "Nothing."
Henrick’s POV"Let me go!" He pursed his lips tightly that prevented me from penetrating the insides of his mouth, but I don't care anymore. I sucked on his lower lip vigorously and kissed him repeatedly. His thin and soft lips felt so good against mine. His sweet breath made me delirious with so much need I think it's too late to stop myself anymore. My head spun from the raging lust. I alternately kissed his lips and cheeks nonstop to let him feel what I wanted to say. To let him know that I want him so much and I need him in my life or else I will die. "I thought I was going to die." I said honestly, still in full attention to the man in front of me who has his eyes tightly closed and flickering his head back and forth. His lips remained tightly closed that he began to suffocate and lose his oxygen, so he accidentally opened his mouth to get some air. And it was the moment I was waiting for, I lunged forward and claimed his mouth in full. My tongue darted inside his mouth, twirlin
Henrick’s POV"Damn it, what the fuck?! Are you still in the mood to watch porn in this situation?" Irvin asked in shock. "Shit!" "What?" Irvin and I looked at the screen showing a video clip between Moe and Ivy. They were both naked and making love passionately in bed. If it was Ivy with someone else, I wouldn't be surprised but what made me cursed out loud was because it was Moe, who's the least I expected to do this to me. Though I feel nothing about Ivy, seeing a clip of her like this made me feel a bit struck. I felt betrayed. It was true that who stabbed you from the back was always someone close to you. "Fuck! Moe is wicked." Irvin said as his eyes focused on the screen. "Didn't I tell you? Don't get close to him!" I said angrily, remembering how close Irvin was in danger with Moe. "How would I know? Open that one too." Irvin, who didn't seem to mind, urged me to open another file that Rancho was gradually sending. "Fuck! Stephanie too?" As soon as I opened the clip, I
Irvin’s POVI took a deep breath. Today was exhausting, not just physically but also mentally. Everything was so messed up, but I'm glad that the bond that I have with my brother is getting stronger. Zeke and Oliver took him to the hospital to get treated and I was left alone with Henrick. "Let's go home now, Vin." Henrick said, wrapping his hands over my neck and pulled me into a hug. "Whose house are you talking about? T-the fuck are you doing again Henrick! Let me go!" I struggled, pushing myself away from Henrick’s embrace. "Come on Vin. It's already over. Let's go home now." Henrick insisted, and pulled me towards his car. "Henrick, if you don't stop pulling my arm, I'll hit you!" I continued to resist, glaring at him in fury. "VIn, please. I'm sorry.. I'm really sorry. I was wrong." Henrick held my arm to face him, but I was too stubborn not to let him have his way. "I'm done with you! Go mess with somebody else!" I said as I turned my gaze away from him. Henrick sudde
Boone’s POV“So?” Stephanie leaned close to me and gave me a teasing smile. I looked at her with confusion and just shrugged her off. Her smile turned frowning when I disregarded her query. She bumped me with her shoulder that slightly pushed me over. “Isn’t he the guy that you’ve been talking about?”“Hmn.” My way of saying ‘yes’.“Oh my god. You’re acting shy right now.” She pointed out.My hands were fast to cover her lips. She was too loud. That even the guards at the main gate could hear her blabbering.“That’s nonsense.” I replied. Letting her go. “Can you tone down your voice? I don’t want him to feel uncomfortable.”Her lips puckered. She went silent for a few seconds. As if she’s thinking of something that I couldn’t decipher. SHe crossed her arms, lying back on her seats. Almost slouching. “You know what for someone who’s smart, you’re quite stupid and blind.”My jaw dropped at her utterance. If only she’s not someone I consider as a friend, I probably have said mean things