"Young miss,"Clara was interrupted from her work by one of the staff."What is it?" She asked, looking away from her laptop for a split second."Luther is here,""Luther is here?!" She shrieked, her eyes lit up like a kid on Christmas morning."Why are you telling me this now?!" Clara shrieked, jerking up from her bed immediately, and rushed to the mirror where she began to examine her appearance.The woman smiled at the Young Miss attitude yet didn't say anything.Clara began to run her hand through her hair, trying to smoothen it but it still wasn't enough for her. She turned to the staff at once, "Keep him company, I'll be down in a jiffy,"The staff didn't need to be told what to do because this wasn't the first time Clara was excited at Luther's visit. She simply bowed and left. "Gosh, there's no more time," Clara panicked as she rushed into the bathroom where she washed her face in the sink, then hurried back to her room. Seated in front of her dresser, Clara touched a light
There wasn't a smile on Clara's face as she applied the last touch of lipstick to her already dark red lips. She had been having the best time of her life with Luther only for Marcel's people to come and disrupt it. Clara snorted, he even had the nerve to send her flowers. As if that would win her over to his side, she scoffed. All they told her was for her to get prepared because she was escorting Marcel to a funeral. Clara didn't know who died - although she wished it had been Marcel- she had a feeling that her father-in-law, Daniel, would be there. Marcel always comes looking for her because he needed her to deal with him. The man surprisingly likes her.Truthfully speaking, after her last encounter at his place, Clara was now scared of that man. No, she was scared of all of them. If Daniel had treated his late wife badly, who knows how Marcel would treat her? He even promised to give her a living hell at their last meeting. But then, Clara knew her case would be different. For
Mimi woke up with a wince, her neck, no, the whole of her body hurt like hell. Why does she feel like a truck hit her, then knock her aside to the concrete road before running her over once again? What the hell happened? As if she jinxed her luck, the memories of the day came back and her eyes widened at once. Arianna was taken by those bad guys? Oh no! Mimi tried standing up but the pain in her body couldn't even let her lift her head. What was going on?If only Mimi knew that out of resentment, because Marcel kept Victor from attending the funeral with him - which he was supposed to as his consigliere - Victor had presented Mimi on a platter of gold to Samson. But then Samson must have found Mimi unappealing because he only kicked and moved her body while sniffing. Unfortunately for Mimi, the rolling from side to side meant she bumped into things - and walls. So when Samson didn't "eat" Mimi, Victor had no choice but to take her away, else they become best of buddies and she st
"Let me go!" Mimi screamed as that asshole called Victor threw her over his shoulder as if she weighed nothing and headed downstairs.An argument started between them the moment he suggested visiting her mother to show his appreciation for the food. But Mimi was strictly against it, why would she bring that thug into her home? Was she crazy? What if he decides to kill her parents to shut her mouth? Mimi suddenly became scared, she wasn't ready to lose her parents yet. Boohoo, why does she have to go through this? Life has been going well for her until now! Who jinxed her luck?!"Stop moving around so I don't trip and fall!" Victor chided her since he was wobbling down the stairs because she was thrashing about."That's the problem!" Mimi shouted back, "I hope you fall and break your neck and die!" She cursed him."Exactly!" Victor retorted, glaring at her, "Who do you think would first break his or her neck in this situation?" He told her.Mimi's brows furrowed in deep thought, "Me?"
The ride to Mimi's place was awkwardly silent. After he was snubbed, Victor didn't bother to strike up a conversation with her anymore. He had his damn pride as well.Unlike him, Mimi's mind was all over the place. She couldn't let Victor meet her mother. She couldn't tell what he had in mind and that scared her most. If only there was a way to escape this. Looking outside the window, a plan suddenly came to Mimi's mind. What if she jumped out of the car? No! It was dangerous jumping out of a moving car. She could get injured and what if a car from behind crushes her to death. However, the road was surprisingly empty which meant there were few chances of getting killed by an oncoming car. So Mimi began to put her plan into action, her gaze moved to Victor who was busy watching something on his tablet. It was perfect, he was distracted! She slowly shifted on her seat, inching closer to the door. Then her fingers began to travel, climbing higher and higher until they reached the h
"I'm home!" Was the first word Mimi muttered to her mother the instant the door was opened.Mimi noticed every single detail; the way her mother's gaze moved to rest on the figure beside her and when it widened in joy. Mimi didn't need to guess what she was thinking. The matchmaker side of her has been awoken. In full."And this is my boss," Mimi had no choice but to explain when her mother wouldn't stop gawking at him. He wasn't even that handsome.Mimi turned to Victor, "This is my mother, teacher, and mom, this is my teacher," She intentionally omitted his name. Mimi wanted this encounter to be as short and formal as possible. Neither does she want her mother to form any close ties with Victor. He's in the gang for christ's sake."Hi, Mimi's beautiful mother, I'm Victor," He said so smoothly while taking her mother's hand and pressed a kiss to it that made Mimi's jaw almost drop to the ground.No, no, no, her mother can't fall for his charms!"Oh, my," Her mother giggled, obvious
The sound of a man moaning in pain was heard as he received punches after punches. This man was no other than Kenith who was getting a beating from Big Joe's soldiers per his instruction.The room was more of a prison although it was spacious and empty save the chair Kenith was sitting on while he was being tortured and the table a few distances from it. There were body bags packed at a corner and had dried blood stains on them - It was quite obvious that it had been used to transport some bodies. While on a rack on the corner of the wall hung devices of torture that hadn't been used on Kenith, yet.They finally stopped hitting Kenith who inhaled deeply as if trying to catch his breath. If one took a good look at Kenith, they wouldn't be able to recognize him anymore because his face was swollen and he had a black eye. His lips were split and blood trailed down his temple. In one word, Kenith didn't look too good; his appearance was miserable. One of the soldiers reached for the ta
An awkward silence reigned in the cell after Kenith's revelation and he was delighted with the result. Arianna thought she played smart and won, but he would turn the tide against her. She would not go scot-free for this.Of course, Kenith was very furious because his pride as a man was crushed during this incident. Not only did he fail to sleep with Arianna but he lost his position of power in the gang and respect.He didn't dare to think what his subordinates must be thinking of him. Who knows who took over his position? Now he wanted nothing but to hurt the bitch that put him in this predicament. Big Joe sighed heavily, "In the end, you're still trying to drive a wedge between Arianna and me," He looked at Kenith with an unsmiling face, "Do you like her that much?""What?" Kenith was surprised by that question. This was not the reaction he was expecting from Big Joe, by now he should be furious at the shocking discovery. What was going on?Kenith shifted uncomfortably on his seat