After the ear-piercing shot, a thud of the body dropping to the floor followed."Argh..." a pained whimper fills the eerie silence before the door bursts open."CEO Wright" security swarmed inside. Though the office is soundproof, a gunshot was faintly heard outside. Glancing at the woman on the floor, security moved closer to Vasili. One of them picks up the gun that slipped from Sophia's hand after her shoulder was hit by Vasili's blade.Grasping her injured shoulder, Sophia looks at Vasili in pure disbelief. "You, bastard!" she growls despite grimacing from the pain. "Your mouth is faster than your bullet" Vasili spoke after he stands up from his chair. If he was immensely calm earlier he was in contrast now. His chilling-cold gaze bore on her while he slowly walks onto her spot. "No one had pointed a gun on my face and lives. But I will make an exception for you. Anyways, as you said, we've been friends" he casually added."I will kill you if I have a chance" she smirks, to whi
Peaceful. Everything is peaceful. It's been a week after Mark Saunters was arrested and Sophia almost shot Vasili in his office. And the previous days were somewhat uneventful. After leaving the estate the day he brought Sophia to have a look at Amelia, he brought her to the facility. She was treated just enough to watch her father's fate inside the prison. She was detained in a room with a huge tv. The footage inside the prison was played all day long with its clear audio. She watched and heard how her father howls in pain with the torture he received. She watched his father together with their cohorts slowly losing their life. She howls her grief and pain. And like music to his ears Vasili enjoys them. It's a three-day misery for them until they become too weak to even open their eyes, including Sophia. With a wound and nothing to eat and drink, she quickly deteriorated. It's a painful death and it appeased the dark fury deep inside him. On the last day, he visited her to glo
Dumbfounded, he stares at Amelia for a long moment. His brain seems to have abandoned him while their gazes lock.She has her usual blank expression but the fact she talks surprised him.Dashing to her side still holding the jar, he cups her face. Unbothered by the tears messing his face."You can talk" he whispers in disbelief. "It's... not...your...fault" she repeated though she struggles with every word. Her index is pointing at the jar he was holding.Fresh tears fill his eyes upon hearing her speak again but he failed to have a full grasp of what it meant."You can talk, baby. You can talk" his sobs fills the quiet room while he hugs her. During the entire time, Amelia let him pour his emotions while hugging him back. Even she was surprised she had succeeded in uttering the words she strives to speak all this time. It's been a while since they've been hugging each other when Vasili slowly moves away. He wipes his tears with a bowed head before looking up to stare at her. "Ame
Manuel together with the medical team, helped Amelia get settled again. It's before dawn and still a long time till morning. She needs to go back to sleep again since her body is still recuperating.When they enter the room, they found her watching the door after Vasili left. Like always, her face is devoid of any expression. No one could guess what happened and no one would dare ask. Even Manuel. Whatever happens, they could just assume it's not a good one. The master leaving in the wee hours and Amelia holding the container with their undeveloped fetus is quite odd."Let's sleep again, Miss Amelia" her doctor softly tells her while she is too engrossed staring at the jar in her hands."I will return this to the shelf" after she got no indication from Amelia, she tries to get the jar from her."No!"Everyone was startled when she firmly exclaims. Eyes widen as they turn to look at her. Even Manuel was surprised."Young Mistress..." disbelief adorned the old man's face but a glint of
"I've never seen you this unkept, Vasili" Larry cautiously told him after several weeks of trying to be patient with him.He got no response but the sound of the liquid being poured.Since he left the mansion, he never stopped drinking. He never left the penthouse.Larry would just bring all documents he needs to sign early in the morning before he woke up. He would wait for him and discuss the documents before letting him sign while he is still sober. It's been their routine for three weeks now. Vasili is a mess. His beard has grown long and his hair is always disheveled. All he did the entire day is drink. If Larry won't force him to eat, he doubts he has food in his stomach. He will only stop drinking when he will lose consciousness from drunkenness. Which Larry guessed is what he wanted. He cannot sleep without drowning his troubled mind with alcohol. It is what knocks him off. The man is slowly killing himself and Larry can no longer stand watching him destroy himself. "Is th
Entering a quiet house, Vasili shook his head several times to clear his head. Despite taking a warm shower earlier, the alcohol he had earlier is muddling his head. But he can't mess up this chance to face his wife after three weeks. So he forced himself to be sober."Welcome home, Master Vasili" Manuel, despite how late waited for him at the door upon getting the news of his arrival. "Thank you, Manuel" he stops by his side and response, which he usually does not do. "Young Mistress is already in your room, resting. She ate her dinner, though not the same as what she would usually have. The doctors have also made her take all her medicine. She also had her therapy, though it was cut short when she complained of being tired" Manuel, thinking he is waiting for the report, relayed. Keenly listening, he nods at Manuel's every word. And even after the report, he remains on his spot, making Manuel anxious. "Young mistress is quite somber these days but she tries to cooperate with her
Amelia's unexpected confession created a havoc of excitement in Vasili's intoxicated system. And regardless of his sleepy state, he becomes persistent in discussing her feelings he wasn't aware she feels towards him. If Amelia did not threaten him not to speak to him again if he won't sleep, he might be pestering her until morning. And before the sun rises, Vasili is already awake despite sleeping late. And though he is so excited to talk to her, he did not disturb her peaceful sleep. He contented himself by watching her beautiful face.Scars are prominent on her face and they reminded him of what she had gone through.Gently, he caresses her face. He missed her so much and he can't believe he was away for three weeks without even realizing it. Though thinking back, he remembers drinking the entire time and will only stop once he lost consciousness. He wasn't even aware when it was morning or night. After waking up, he will drink again. He could have a meal if Larry would come and
Her whole body tensed upon hearing what he said. She could hear the pain in his voice but his words struck her hard.Slowly, she moves away to look at him. He looks distressed."What did you say?" she asks the obvious while he struggles to meet her in the eyes. "I'm setting you free, Amelia. We will process the divorce. Everything here will be yours and half of the money I have. But always remember, I will never stop protecting you even if you have already found someone to do so" he whispers while trying to suppress his tears."I will not love another but you, Amelia. But my love is not good for you. I will just destroy you if I continue to trap you in this marriage. I cannot let myself hurt you again" he bitterly explains. "I will just love you from a distance. I will watch you claim your happy ending with someone else. Someone who is not a bastard. Someone who will not put you to danger. Someone who could protect you and your future children" tears escape despite his struggle to c
"Come on now, Ezzie" The small boy hiding at the post abruptly stopped and peek at his mother. "Mama, how did you know I'm here?" exasperated by his ruined plan to scare his mother, he pouted and slumped on the floor. He is so disappointed in his failure. Smiling, Lia shook her head before turning to her son. "I can hear the loud beat of your heart, buddy" she tenderly explains to the sulking boy. For a three-year-old, he is doing great with his Stepanov training, but he still has a lot to learn before he could be invincible as he dreams to be. "I can't stop my heart to beat, mama. I will be dead if that happens" incredulous, he frustratedly raves. Tenderly smiling, she stares at his sulking face. "Your excitement to scare me made your heart beat faster. You have to relax your body. You have to be one with the air. The air will divulge your presence" carefully, she explains. It's at this time of his age that a Stepanov child should master the skills to be one with the environme
"Woah!"The clamor of shouts erupted from the house and a commotion of nervous cries follows."Hahaha"A small voice's laughter resonated together with the uproar he created. It's been a while of turmoil and amusement before a small figure strutted out of the kitchen, grinning. "Eric Carlos, what have you done again?" His tiny steps halted after hearing the stern voice of his mother."Mama" quickly, he runs to her and clings to her legs before another figure appeared from behind them."Papa" with puppy eyes, he looks up to his parents and smile."Another menace, buddy?" in contrast to his mother's stern look, his father looks amused."They haven't heard me coming, Papa! I'm invincible! They were all startled when I jumped on the table!" proud of what he accomplished, he brags to his father."Eric Carlos" with a warning tone, Lia calls him."Mama, I'm getting better. Dada Lyon said I should not have footsteps and shadows. So I did, they were all surprised when I appeared, jumping fro
"Don't you fucking touch me!""Argh! Where's the fucking doctor!?"A conflicting rant came from the bleeding man who is gripping and waving his gun despite his dismal state. He needs a doctor but the gun he is waving pre-empts any doctor to approach him. The emergency room is swarmed by goons who are intimidating everyone. Aside from the armed hysterical man on the bed, the men guarding him are deliberately showing their holstered guns.It's an uproar inside the ER that even the guards are too scared to intervene. It's almost midnight and the night shift just started. Scared out of their wits, they were all nailed on their spot while gaping at the scary men."Give me a fucking doctor before I shoot all of you!" bellowing his demand, he pointed the gun he was holding at anyone.Scurrying away from the possible indiscriminate firing, everyone in the ER tries to hide while patients lay quiet on their beds, covering their heads with pillows.Doctors and nurses were afraid to attend to hi
Graduation rites. It was supposed to be just a simple celebration of the success of students in their chosen craft. However, with the wife of the famous CEO and Mafia Boss on the graduation list, the university looks like a battlefield. Not to mention the crowd of media personnel at the sides who are covering the event upon knowledge of the CEO's presence with his entire family. Fully armed security in black suits swarmed the campus while the ceremony is ongoing. Though the university staff, parents, guests, and students are all anxious about their presence, everyone is bewildered by the spectacle. It's not every day such a show happens in the university. Adding to the fact that they have the chance to have a glimpse of the four famous heirs and their equally famous parents.The entire Wright family has arrived to attend Lia's graduation ceremony together with the little man in Alek Vasili's arms. Eric Carlos. As famous personalities, every eye was on them since their entrance. It
"Will it be okay here?" she seductively asks while pulling his arm to face her. "Everything for you, my love" he mumbles, standing in front of her while she remains in her seat. "You got a go from your doctor?" he added. "Yes" trailing her index outside the bulge of his pants, she enticingly smiles.Inhaling deep, his breath becomes raggedly heavy with what she was doing. His perfect-fit pants is now rather tight on the crotch area after the monster inside reacted to her gentle ministration."It's awake, baby" with a contended smile, she whispers while winking at him."Yes, it is" he breathily replies. His eyes never left hers while she slowly unbuckle his belt. His heart is pounding hard with the anticipation of what Amelia would do. He didn't wait long after her expert hands open the package dying to be freed. Its huge size becomes prominent as it crowds the inside of the skimpy cloth covering it. "I still can't believe how was I be able to take you with this size" she mumbles
A week after the incident, Amelia Stepanov-Wright has become the household talk in the country after taking down the robbers and saving the hostages' lives.Footage of how she promptly assaulted the men has been all over the news and it earned different reactions. Most are bewildered by her skill with a gun. Like the officers, no one had expected such a frail and innocent-looking girl could pull out such mastery. Being associated with the Wrights and Petrov instantly secured her a spot in society, however, seeing her other side earned her a new and distinct reputation. The fierce wife of the Mafia Boss. Contrary to her previous status of being a stray cat, everyone now has a clear perspective of who she is. Her presence has never left unnoticed. Everybody seems to be going out of their way to interact with her. Even her met glance affects those who try to have her attention. Like a celebrity, she walks under the limelight of everyone's admiring attention."Should we set a tariff for
Vasili arrives in just walking shorts and a white V-neck t-shirt and slippers. And the first he tries to find is his wife whom he found hugging a child while rounded by her security.Since he left the mansion, he has been watching the news and he witnessed the entire negotiation. However, he has been apprehensive and preoccupied with finding his wife, which he hasn't found not until the man holding the girl was taken down. He instantly knew his wife was responsible. And he was proven right when she came out from hiding, aiming for the remaining four. With all the media people taking footage of the incident, everything was captured through the lens of every camera. The public has witnessed how a frail-looking girl has deterred the impending tragedy. Saving the life of the small girl who is on the verge of death at the hands of the criminals. And it won't be long before the populace would realize, who she is. Everyone would know, she is his wife. Nevertheless, he doesn't care. Amel
As expected, the robbers went out to the waiting police officers across the exit. Media personnel is afar together with the curious crowd. "Shit" they all mutter. One of them got hold of the cashier with the gun pointed at her side. "Please..." she quivers in fear. "Nothing will happen to you if these bastards here will just cooperate with us" the man snickers. "This is Captain Seville, let's talk" one of the officers speaks with his hands raised in the air. He is making certain the robbers know he is unarmed. "We don't need pleasantries Captain. We need a vehicle" the man jeers. "The vehicle is being prepared, it will arrive any minute" calmly, he explains. "We don't have a minute. A minute passed, also a bullet for these two here" snickering, he retorted. The crazed look in his eyes was noted by the Captain. "Don't hurt the innocent, it would be a grave mistake" calm yet firm, the officer warned. "I don't fucking care. Where's the vehicle?" he sneers before he angrily raves.
With the robbers' attention focused on the officers and how they could hide from them, Lia quietly sneaked in between the tables.Until she reached the wall separating the restroom from the main room, no one from the assailants noticed her. She moves without disturbing the air along the way. A true-blooded Stepanov, without shadow in the dark and without footprints on any ground. It's a perfect afternoon that turned out bloody. People hiding from whatever could conceal them have started to gather outside, watching the scene from the glass wall. Media people have started to arrive, getting footage through their high-resolution cameras. Peeking to find the five men hiding at the counter, she has no clear sight of them but the two small feet hanging from the man's grasp of the child. Her security remain unmoving on their spot but was ready to assist her, while Caleb remains to hug Cristy with his back facing the counter. "Get out of here or I will finish this girl first and her broth