The terminal was busy with families hugging each other, but Nina had on a dark shade, rolling her suitcase along with her head held high, yet, deep down, her heart was aching that no one came to pick her up.
When she got outside, she finally removed her glasses, squinting her eyes as the sunlight blinded her for a second, and then, she stared at the cab driver, waving at her.
“Ma’am!! Where are you going?” The driver yelled excitedly, walking toward her.
‘For some reason, I was naive to think that at least dad would show up to pick me up… After all, he didn’t care to attend my graduation.’ Nina thought, fighting back tears that were threatening to fall.
Then she smiled at the driver as he helped her with the luggage, and she said, “I am heading to 23rd whitewater street.”
“Ohh… you live on the rich people's side of town,” The driver teased as he escorted Nina to the cab.
When he opened the door, she gave him a friendly smile before entering the cab, closing the door gently.
As soon as the driver drove out of the airport parking lot, she relaxed in her seat and strolled through her contacts, stopping at “Dad” and dialing it.
It rang for a while and then it went off, making Nina groan, and then she pressed ‘call’ again. But the same thing happened. When she called for the third time, he ended the call.
‘Mom, I miss you.’ Nina thought, looking out her window and watching the scenery pass by as they drove along.
Then she went through her contact again, and stopped at Charles, smiling softly even though he gave her an excuse for not being at her graduation ceremony from her master's degree, he was still the man she was deeply in love with and was about to get married to, soon.
His phone rang for a while before it went off, making her frown in confusion, and then dialed his number again, but this time, it went to voicemail. After a couple more calls to him, Nina hung up her phone again, sniffing slightly, feeling the tears staining her cheeks as her heart ached.
“Fuck it.” She sighed in irritation, resting her head on the windshield.
Finally, the cab came to a stop in front of the gate with a huge white mansion behind it, and Nina paid the taxi driver generously before getting out.Taking her suitcase along with her, she slowly walked towards the gate, and the security guards on duty greeted her politely, and let her walk inside.
When Nina got into the mansion, she headed straight upstairs to her room, not caring to check up on Deborah, the head maid of the house.
As she was walking down the hallway with her suitcase, noises coming from Dana, her half-sister's room made her stop and walk over to the door.
“Harder, Charles!! Yes!! Right there! Don't stop. Please don't stop!!” Nina heard Dana scream with pleasure, making her screw her face into a frown. “hit me deeper!”
‘Which one of the ‘Charles’ is she talking about?’ Nina thought, feeling an awful gut feeling that something bad was about to happen.
As Nina reached for the doorknob, she hesitated, wondering if her sister might also have a boyfriend named Charles that she didn't know about, so she stepped away from the door, but her foot felt glue to the floor.
The sunlight glowing through the curtains, Dana darted her eyes away from the window, wrapping her hands around Charles's neck as he kissed her chest, slowly and softly.
A moan escaped her lips when his teeth nipped lightly at her skin, sending shivers through her body and making her feel incredibly weak in the knees.
Then her hips raised to meet his thrust as he took her deep, letting out a low groan of pleasure as she gave herself over to him, her fingers tugging gently on his hair, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist.
"Charles," Dana whimpered, tightening her hold on him, feeling him grow deeper inside her.
"What?" He grunted, his voice gruff with lust, his forehead resting against hers.
It grew silent with only their breaths coming out in heavy pants as Charles pinned her hands above her head and slowly thrust in and out of her.
"Why haven't you broken up with Nina yet, huh? Do you love her that much?" Dana gasped as he continued to pound inside her, his hands moving down from her wrists and trailing downwards until he cupped her ass firmly in his palms.
Impatiently, Dana studied his eyes as sweat dripped off his forehead and onto her breasts as he kept slamming into her.
His face held no emotion, and she felt a sense of anger rise within her as his hand tightened around her bottom and pulled harder against her pelvis, causing her to cry out louder.
“She and my dad are just leeching off my mother's wealth since her dead mother was nothing but a cheap housewife who had nothing to offer him until she died, unlike what my mother has.” Dana let out in annoyance. “So why are you still with her?!”
After a minute of not getting a response from Charles, Dana got annoyed and lashed out, "Are you going to leave Nina or what?!"
A frown marred her forehead as she watched Charles take a deep breath, and his expression was unreadable.
Suddenly, the door burst open, and shortly, Nina stepped inside the room, her eyes cold and her expression stoic as she stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Charles naked above Dana's bare body.
"You are so damn unbelievable. My sister?! You are cheating on me with her." Nina said, showing no signs of shock, her tone emotionless.
Her eyes flickered between them as she mumbled in her mind, 'I am such a fool for loving you so hard... for thinking that I could trust you. You broke my heart. You broke my trust in you. How could you?!'
Even though her heart ached at the sight of them being intimate, her mind refused to give her the sympathy she wished, and her face remained emotionless as she stared at him, thinking, 'You don't deserve my tears, just as you don't deserve my love!'
Hastily, Charles pulled out of Dana and turned to look at Nina with a nervous glance in his eyes and got out of bed, approaching her because he feared what his father would do to him about such a scandal.
'I hate you, bastard. Why did I ever believe that you cared for me? Why did I let you hold me?! Why did I allow you to love me?!' Nina thought as she looked directly into his eyes.
"Babe, it was your sister! Well, she's been seducing me, and I..." Charles stammered as he stared into her eyes.
Disgusted by his words, Nina's nose twitched slightly, and she raised her hand, slapping him straight across the jaw.
"We are over. This relationship is over, and you should have told me sooner so that I wouldn't have fallen for a liar, a coward, a cheater..." Nina seethed angrily. "You are nothing but a despicable, filthy bastard!"
"Babe, come on!" Charles begged, reaching for her arm. "Please..."
But Nina pulled her hand away from him and lashed out, "Don't touch me! You don't deserve me. And you will never get the chance I have given you before again! This relationship is over."
Watching Charles beg her half sister left Dana boiling with hate and anger, and her expression hardened as she pulled the blanket over her bare body.
Darting her gaze from Charles, Nina looked over at Dana, her eyes calm, and yet, her heart was breaking at the betrayal from the two people she never thought would hurt her in this way.
"You two deserve each other. Honestly, both of you disgust me." Nina's voice came out strong yet quiet, almost deadly.
Then she stared hard at Charles before turning on her heels to walk away. But she suddenly stopped when her gaze rested on her dad and his wife entering the room.
Embarrassed, Charles grabbed a bedsheet and hastily wrapped it around his waist, avoiding Mr. and Mrs. Simone's questioning gazes.
"What is going on here?!" Mr. Simone demanded, staring angrily at Charles and Dana. "Why are you naked in her room when you are dating Nina?!"
The look of rage in her father's eyes made Dana flinch, feeling her face flush red with embarrassment as she hugged herself tightly with the blanket.
"This is so wrong..." Mr. Simone seethed angrily, looking pointedly at Charles and Dana.
"Mom," Dana's voice quivered, "Please!"
"Honey," Mrs. Simone spoke softly, placing a gentle hand on her husband's shoulder. "I know what Dana did is wrong, but don't be so harsh on your flesh and blood. After all, she is still our biological daughter, and there is no need to treat her like that."
Keeping silent, Nina stared at her stepmother, not shocked that she would defend her daughter because from the moment her mother died and her father married his mistress, who he had had an affair with from the very beginning of his marriage to her mother, making her and Dana only two months apart in age, she had been abused and bullied for years by both mother and daughter, and her father never once tried to help her.
And like always, after hearing his wife's words, Mr. Simone turned to look at Nina with a soft expression, saying, “Nina, you should-”
“Forget it! She can have Charles. I don't give a crap.” Nina lashed out at her father, hurt that he was about to take Dana's side.
“No. My father is a man of honor, and I can not convince him to break our marriage contract, so I have to marry you, Nina.” Charles suddenly blurted, earning a couple of glares from everyone in the room.
“You must be fucking kidding me,” Nina muttered under her breath.
But her father scowled at her, knowing that the Walkers were an influential and wealthy family, and his daughter breaking off the engagement would upset them.
“Every man cheats... it's nothing new, and that shouldn't stop you from marrying Charles. The wedding is going to happen and it's not up for discussion.” Mr. Simone stated bluntly, crossing his arms and glaring at her. “Do you understand me?!”
“Sometimes I wish that it was you who had died from cancer and not my mother because you have never been a father to me. I don't even know who you are anymore!” Nina snapped furiously.
As his mouth fell open in surprise, the anger within Nina disappeared completely when she realized how cruel her words sounded. But when Mr. Simone raised his hand and slapped her cheek, her eyes widened in utter fury.
Tears filled her blue eyes as she gazed up at him, her lip trembling while she glared up at him for a second before she stormed off.
“You are marrying Charles, whether you like the idea or not!” Mr. Simone yelled after her as she slammed the door behind her.
At ten o'clock the next day, Ms. Coral walked through the front door of the hospital with Ethan by her side, his expression deadpan and stiff, and yet, a sense of fear of what meeting this somewhat stranger would make him feel. They approached the front desk and then Ms. Coral smiled at the lady at the desk, saying, “I was here yesterday morning and this is my son, and we are here to see-” “Right! Yes! Please, ma’am, follow me this way.” The nurse behind the desk spoke as she stood up from her seat and gestured to the right corridor before leading the way. Hesitantly, Ethan followed behind the two ladies quietly, wondering what his father looked like because his mother confessed to him when he was old enough to understand that she burned all of all of his father pictures when she received the divorce paper from his father's lawyer, changed his and her last name to her father last name, and decided to do nothing with his father or memories of him. Because of how in tears she was and
Sitting at the dining table, Nina tried to pretend that everything was fine like her father didn't slap her yesterday after she caught her half-sister in bed with her man. "Stop playing with your food, Nina. It's not healthy." Her father said in a stern tone, causing her to aggressively drop her fork into her plate. "Can I get a break?!" Nina snapped, standing up abruptly as she crossed her arms in front of her chest and glared at her father, trying hard not to cry again. "I'm just having a hard time dealing with the fact that I am supposed to put on a show with Charles, know that she and him-" "Edward, your daughter is trying to ruin our Dana reputation and I will not have that. What happened in the past is the past, we have to move on." Mrs. Simone spoke softly but firmly. Like an obedient puppet, Mr. Simone looked at his daughter and said, "Do not get on my last nerve, Nina, and know your place in this house. Dana is your sister, and you should know what such scandalous words c
The large wooden table was covered in food, from barbecue ribs to vegetables, fruits, and soups, all perfectly cooked. All maids were walking on eggshells, knowing how important today was for the Rider family and one mistake would get them punished severely or worse. “Bobby!” Madam Rider's voice echoed in the dining room, sending chills down everyone who heard it, and they all turned their faces away from her, leaving Bobby the only one facing her. “Yes, ma’am,” Bobby replied with a deep bow, his voice trembling slightly at her cold eyes. “Do you know where Ethan said he was going?” “Well, no ma’am...” “What do you mean by, ‘No!” Jumping slightly, Bobby stuttered out an apology. “I don’t mean to say that ma’am I just… well, I don't know where he could have gone…” “He asked for two days' leave. It's been a week plus already and he's not back!” Madam Rider snapped, causing Bobby to flinch again, this time from fear. “That useless thing knows how to take advantage of people's
Frowning, Clara shifted slightly on the couch and mumbled, “Well, you could have agreed with me more calmly than that.” “No, Clara. I am not agreeing with you. The thing is…” Mr. Rider paused to glare at Ethan like he was blaming him for this whole mess. When she noticed how her husband was staring at Ethan with this hesitant look on his face, Clara frowned before speaking again, “What is it? Spit it out!! Why aren't you agreeing with me? You know he needs to be punished for disrespecting my authority and doing his own thing… if we don't set an example with him…” “Ethan was away for all those days because he was saving my life… He was at the hospital with me. His bone marrow was what they used for my treatment...” Mr. Rider confessed softly. A mirthless chuckle left Jeff’s lips as he gave Ethan a cold stare, mumbling in his head, ‘Is this idiot trying to get my father to promote him, is that why he’s kissing up his ass?’ As he hardened his jaw, Tyler stare at Ethan with an unim
The sound of a knock made Mr. Simone raised his head to see Nina standing outside of his study door, and he gave her a small smile, mumbling, “What is it, Nina?” Calmly, she walked into the room, and then closed the door behind her, saying softly, “Do you have a minute to talk?” “Sure,” Mr. Simone replied, moving his laptop out of his way so he could focus on her. Although she and her father had had great issues since her mother died and he remarried, Nina was hoping that this time, just once he would be a supportive father. “Remember when I was about to leave for my scholarship, what I asked of you?” Nina questioned, sitting in front of her father, crossing one leg over the other and resting her elbow on her knee. The dumbfounded look on her father's face made Nina sigh in frustration, knowing that he might not have even cared to listen back then when she was talking to him. “You promised me that the spot was going to be filled up by a temporary employee and that I can have the
The quietness in the guest room had Ethan uneasy, even though he was finally sleeping on a softer and more comfortable bed. After twisting and turning for a while, he couldn't sleep anymore so he decided to leave the bed and go outside to get some fresh air and also get his stuff from the worker's quarter. “You fat lazy pig!! Can't you do any damn thing properly!” Madam Rider's voice echoed into Ethan's ears as he came downstairs. The moment he stepped into the hallway, he saw her standing behind Bobby as he struggled to hang up a large framed portrait of her and her five children on the wall. These portraits had always been in the family gallery room, and they had been placed there by professionals because of the size and weight of each piece. “Higher, you fat junkie!” Clara screamed, causing Bobby already tired hands to tremble under the weight of such a huge glass frame. Anger rose in Ethan like fire as he watched Bobby struggle to keep the portrait above where Clara wanted
Nibbling on her nails, Nina watched her laptop screen as the website loaded, making her heartbeat, wanting to stay positive, but after the constant rejections, she couldn't. “You need to chill, Nina,” Her best friend, Kim, said, taking another bite of her sandwich. “It’s only been like a few companies who have replied. It's not like all the-” “Nineteen companies, Kim. It's been only a couple of days, and I have been receiving rejection letters one after the other, Every other day.” Nina mumbled, grabbing another napkin and blowing her nose into it. “It’s like I am cursed.” “Come on, Nina. Be positive. Who knows, this one might-” “Dear Miss Simone, we regret to inform you that the position that you applyed...” The trembling in Nina's voice made Kim's sandwich freeze to her lips, and she whispered as she rested the sandwich on the bed, “Oh Nina, come here.” Crawling towards her friend, Nina buried her face in the crook of Kim's neck as she sobbed. “Shhh, Nina. You're okay. This is
Staring at the garment bag hanging on the rack, Ethan studied it for a while, and then he unzipped it, taking out the only suit that he had to his name and dusting it off.Then he took the pants and blazer from the garment bag, deciding to go with his black dress shirt, and wore them. Once he was done, he wore his shoes that were polished and then stepped in front of the mirror to wear his tie.Suddenly, a knock on his room door broke him out of his thoughts, but before he could react, the door opened, and in came his father who was wearing a very expensive blue suit.Halting in his steps, Mr. Rider immediately frowned, his eyes blazing with rage as he stared at Ethan's suit and asked, “What is that rag?!”“What rag?” Ethan frowned back at him, wearing his tie.“The shit on you.”“You mean, my suit?”Speechless in anger, Mr. Rider looked at him like he was insane and said, “Yes, your goddamn suit! Haven’t you worn that rag on many occasions?!”“Yes, and it is still in good shape for
When Nina slapped Ethan's face, his eyes opened wide, and then he blinked back the sleep, feeling the weight of her hand on his face.Slowly, he lifted her hand off his nose and mouth and rested it on the bed, watching her as she slept peacefully.A smile crept slowly onto his lips, and he stared at her for a moment longer before turning away, and standing up from bed.Silently, he moved across the room, the morning chill making goosebumps rise on his skin. Shirtless, he glanced out of the window, the sight of the sun rising in the distance bringing a sense of calm and purpose. Then with a deep breath, he retrieved his phone and dialed Avan’s number."I need a favor," Ethan said the moment Avan picked up on the second ring.After yawning in his ear, Avan's voice, tinged with a hint of curiosity, responded on the other end, "It's pretty early for favors, brother. What do you need?"For a moment, Ethan hesitated considering his words carefully before he spoke. "I need someone to keep Do
The sleek black Uber came to a smooth stop, its engine purring softly as Drak gracefully emerged from the vehicle. Tracy, her arms crossed tightly over her chest, stood there, her expression a medley of disapproval and impatience. As her eyes fell upon Drak, stepping out with an air of confidence, her features contorted, forming a scowl that threatened to unleash her wrath upon him."You're early!" Tracy's voice rang out, laced with irritation, as she scrutinized him with disapproving eyes.Drak paused before her, his gaze locked with hers, unfazed by the displeasure radiating from her every pore. "You say that like it's a bad thing," he retorted.The muscles on Tracy's face clenched, preparing to release the storm of her fury upon him for his audacity. However, her eyes drifted to the bandage wrapped tightly around Drak's head, and a wave of unexpected anxiety washed over her. In that moment, she couldn't help but take a deep breath, her anger shortly diffused."The only job I could
Darting his eyes to the right, Ethan noticed three guys, coming towards them with menacing intentions etched on their faces. They moved with purpose, their strides purposeful and confident. With a quick flick of his gaze to the left, he saw another four dudes, equally as intimidating, closing in on them. The air grew thick with tension as their aggressive energy filled the bar, suffocating the peace that had previously lingered in the place.Turning away from the bartender, Ethan locked his gaze straight ahead, assessing the remaining six men, who were inching closer with every passing second. At that moment, Ethan's adrenaline surged through his veins, heightening his senses and sharpening his focus. His training had taught him to remain calm in the face of danger, to assess the situation, and to plan his next move. With a steely determination, he locked his gaze straight ahead, refusing to show any sign of fear or vulnerability.The remaining six men closed in, their footsteps ech
There was this hesitant look in Tracy's eyes as she gazed at Drak, his bloodstained face and hand, and the blood dripping from his hair. Her gaze shifted from his face to his shoulder and then settled on the bottle beside him. "You swear on your mother's life that if I get you this job, you wouldn't report this incident and pretend like I never knew you?" She asked, her eyes boring into his.Stunned for a second, Drak nodded, his heart racing with hope. "I swear," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.Tracy sighed, her eyes softening. "Fine. I'll see what I can do. But you better not mess this up, or I'll make sure you regret it.""I promise," Drak said.With a sigh, she reached into her bag. "Wait for my call tomorrow, and get yourself fixed before showing your face." She let out, and then took out her hand, tossing a few bucks on the floor. "Use that."Looking at the floor and the money scattered about, Drak's eyes darkened, but he didn't dare raise his head as he fought to c
Ethan's heart raced as he took one last glance at Nina. He knew he had to leave her out of all of these things because of her safety, but the thought of keeping things from her made his chest ache. With a heavy sigh, he stepped out of the room and closed the door behind him, the sound echoing through the empty hallway.Drak stood in front of him, his expression unreadable. They stood in silence for a moment, the weight of their mission heavy on their shoulders. Finally, Ethan broke the silence."What about London Hale?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.Drak's eyes flickered with a hint of amusement. "Ah, yes, Hale. The last time we spoke, you needed a way into his facility, and information on the bone marrow he stole from you..."The name alone sent shivers down Ethan’s spine. The last time they crossed paths, he had barely escaped with his life.He then nodded, his mind racing with memories of the painful procedure he had endured at Hale's hands.Drak's eyes flickered with
The moment Mr. Rider walked into the dining room, it grew silent, no one daring to look up. He dragged out a chair and sat down heavily. His eyes immediately fell upon his Savannah, and she felt his gaze on her, but she didn't dare look up from the plate of food in front of her. "Savannah, I need all your car keys and your credit cards, and you should stay away from public eyes for the time being." Mr. Rider said with this unsettling calmness. Anger bubbled inside Savannah as she heard him address her like a child, and she tried not to lash out, saying, "Seriously! You are grounding me! Father, I am not a kid anymore. You can't-" "You live under my roof and earn from my money, you abide by the rules." Mr. Rider interrupted his voice hard. The rest of the family looked up at him, but before they could utter a word, he added, "If anyone thinks that I am being unfair, you can join her in her punishment." A pin drop could make a loud sound once those words left his lips, and for a
Holding her eyes captive in his calm gaze, Ethan watched her, his lips slightly twitching and yet no words leaving them, causing Madam Rider to command, “Answer me!” Not a spark of fear showed in Ethan's eyes, and Madam Rider knew he wasn't the same... he wasn't the boy who showed up at their mansion desperate for a job, the boy that trembled at the sound of her voice, that took the insults, the abuse, and he definitely wasn't just a bastard and a servant... Something had changed about his aura, how he carried himself, the confidence that he held in her presence, and the way he looked, and talked. How his eyes were clear and steady, his face expressionless, his tone indifferent. It was so unlike the Ethan she knew... "How?" Ethan finally said. "What?" Madam Rider replied. Lowering his eyelids slightly, he held his silence, causing a look of frustration to flicker in her eyes. "Explain to me how I could make all of this happen," Ethan said, an expression finally showing on his
10:00The party had grown even more lively, classical music still playing in the background, and everyone was enjoying themselves without a care in the world.There were so many familiar faces there that Ethan remembered from his and Nina’s wedding ceremony, and the way they were side-eyeing them now and whispering took him back to that day, and he clutched his fist tightly.10:10The ballroom suddenly grew this immediate tense energy as more guests started entering the hall one after the other, catching the attention of the others.It was a bunch of guys, young, and handsome, all walking into the room, and Nina stared after them, wondering who they were because she had been in the elite circle in the past, for a long while, and none of these faces, she could recognize.But her confusion soon faded when she stared up at Ethan, and saw the way he looked at these men with such a strange glint in his eyes.“Who are they?” Nina asked, not understanding why he was staring, but knowing that
As he stared at Ethan, Mr. Rider felt cornered, knowing that denying him would only lead to an explanation and more questions, and he didn't want to ruin the perfect image he had portrayed to the Hallow. He needed his reputation to stay faultless, and Ethan had the power to ruin so much. "Son, Nina, you guys are finally back. Two years have treated you two well, it seems." Mr. Rider said as he smiled weakly. "How about we catch up more tomorrow? As you can see, it's your sister's engagement ceremony, and tonight, it should be all about her and her fiance. Won't you agree?" It was clear what Mr. Rider was doing with his words, and Ethan could read the threat that lingered in his stares. "Of course, tonight is all about my beautiful sister. She is the true star of the show." Ethan answered, smiling at him as he saw the slight twitch in his eye. As the waiter was passing by him, he reached into the tray, grabbed a glass of champagne, and took a sip, ignoring the way Mr. Rider tried