"Salut…" A smiley voice interrupted her but the green coats gave it all away.Do you know that moment where you just decide between being the biggest asshole in the world or to just do the needful because the person you are dealing with might be a potential psychopath and is a complete sociopath, well today was just about to get really shit to be honest.When Azariah realised no one was willing to answer him or even turn around to look at him as if they was going to turn into a fucking pillar of salt he immediately understood.They were scared of him.Or just plain out didn't want to talk to him because some believed he was so cunning, he could rid you of your life on the spot, it was a fucking over exaggeration of course. I mean, was it possible? Yes, would he do it if the opportunity presented itself, definitely, will he do it to people he knew? definitely, he's school mates aside Sarah and Mary, who were his two close friends, he didn't believe in best friends, it's easier labelin
"First Mission accomplished," Yandel muttered to her hearing rage, sliding further away from her.They were back to their table first with Rachel following closely behind him, she was a bit lost at first, not getting what he meant by "first mission completed" but as she recapped all that just happened few minutes ago, she realized how the public stunt spoke of them, she started to connect the perfectly placed dots that was beginning to show how much of a genius he was. There was a lot of attention that was showered over them hugging, but then again, they were already the talk of the night.The last time she was this popular or received this much attention in a room was back in highschool when she decided to attend her first highschool party as a freshman. Her friends were more than wild, almost savages. They didn't have a single care in the world and they didn't really give two fucks about consequences either. They were a bunch of girls and guys from the same neighborhood with almost
"Little did he know…" She thought to herself.A call came in from her Mom and she excused herself and walked out to go take the call close to the fountain but her bodyguard was there again, she really didn't give much thought to it as she felt it wasn't really something necessary, maybe another emergency came up and that's why he needed to be absent.She thought about it for a bit, she was totally different from Araceli yet very similar at the same time, they were from different world yet still went through similar adversities, which didn't make her pretend much, the only difference was she was more outspoken and confident while Araceli was míld and calm.She once thought about telling Yandel about who she really was and going to visit her former home or going to check up on her little sister and probably her mom, she never thought about the effect of her dying would be on her only sister and her mom, especially her mom. They really had a lot to talk about and she wished she could se
"It's from that cliché ass frame in your office…"Yandel voiced his realization in a low voice. He remembered seeing a frame blue colored with light brown casing with that same writing."Frame?.." Rachel muttered, searching her mind till she remembered a vivid picture of a blue frame directly over her chair."You are right, those were the wordings on the frame above my chair. The creepy caller was sitting on my fucking chair!" Rachel exclaimed.Makes sense why the squeaky background noise in the call sounded familiar, it was from the ridiculously comfortable oak brown office chair in Araceli's office— or my office I guess."You need to call your parents and immediately commit your lawyers and private investigators to this because this is getting more serious than I thought it to be," Yandel let worry crack his cool, well put together persona, completely getting worked up about the voice call record. He didn't even want to overthink the part where he said, "Araceli should avoid him, a
"I received a call, Miss Araceli, to come to the office that you just checked in with your finger print but I told your mother about how we just met at the occasion and you were still inside. That's how we knew someone had broken into your office, so I was sent there to check for the intruder. By the time I got there, the person was gone and Investigators already had your office sealed and were sweeping for fingerprints," Felix replied, avoiding eye contact with his ex-boss's daughter. He was surprised about the way she raised her voice because the Araceli he knew while under the family canopy barely spoke. But then again, Mrs. Garcia was her mother, so the apple didn't fall far from the tree.The unhinged craziness was a consistent trait in the Gracia family."I knew it…" Yandel muttered, standing up to join her bodyguard, both of their attention were now on his form. From the phone call recording he just heard, it was obvious that he was in Araceli's office. He read the words on h
Eventually, he felt himself drop to the ground and watched as the immense ache created black dots around his eyes till he faded out to a silhouette of a man standing over him.The mysterious man had a fox mask on and along with some leather black gloves. The warehouse was one of the mindless properties he bought for fun just to spite a man who picked up a fight with him at a club downtown where his identity was safe. No one knew who he was or what he could do or how much assets he had to his name. How could they, he wasn't the one in fancy slick suits on the front pages of business times after every six months as the Forbes under 30, he wasn't really recognized as any form of threat. Of course he didn't win the bar fight like he thought he would. The man was almost twice his size and topped him off when it came to height too.All he wanted was a peasant to tease and piss off, but the bear looking grazer was already in a pissed mood and ended up pouring his aggression out on him. He
Little did he know that was the handshake that sealed his faith with death, a burning corpse he laid in his burnt down souvenir, all in waste.Walking out of the warehouse, he took of the mask and put on his black specs, buttoned up his black blazers because his inner white T-shirt was stained with blood but it was getting darker outside anyways, people were hardly gonna notice the bloody spots on his blazer and white shirt unless they looked really closely.Taking out his private cell phone, he dialed his baby's number. Yeah, his baby. He knew it was gonna cause a stir when people found out, also, not like he cared. He was fine just the way he was."Hey girl…" He let out immediately she picked up without any hesitation."How did it go on your side?" She asked straight up, he could hear the hope in her voice, you could tell she was really hoping their plan B had worked."The human hulk fucked up. He couldn't perform a single fucking task, I always knew he was just big for no good reas
"Oh my God, You guys," Amy rushed to Rachel, dragging her towards the small circle formed by Azariah and his sister, Ricky and his boyfriend.Seems like they got themselves acquainted while Rachel went to handle her personal family problems which was nice, because they have been having fragmented conversations since they were sitting on the same table."Where have you guys been? we have been waiting for ages, like Azariah's sister is so cool and Yes, did I mention we have been waiting for you guys for so long?" Amy belched, giggling a bit before an arm went around her waist holding her tightly against himself, the arm belonged to Azariah as he tried to make her stand upright."Sorry, I think she had a little more champagne than she was supposed to, I didn't think she would be such a cute light head," Azariah apologized, holding Amy against his side. Rachel didn't miss the admiration that radiated in his eyes as he looked at tipsy Amy smile back at him as a blush appeared on her cheek.