Vinca was running in a field that had acres of different species of flowers. She was giggling as a young woman ran after her."Honey stop, you are going to hurt yourself" She panted after the little girl.Getting close, she caught up with her and gave her a big hug, smothering her with kisses on her chubby cheeks. She then carried her in her arms and walked towards her husband.Vinca stretched her hands towards the young man wanting to be carried by him."Daddy, I want a pink flower" she looked up with a cute pout.Anything for you, my princess," he said as he lifted her up on his shoulder and went deeper into the field, followed by the young woman. Their daughter loved pink from the first time she could identify colours. Her room, her clothes, and even her utensils were pink.Spring was her favourite time of the year, so every spring, they would travel up to their flower farm just so they could see the joy on her face as she ran through the rows of flowers.The lady picked up a pink
Maria and Vinca were at the market because she was tired of Vinca pestering her. She complained of being cooped up in the house and begged to accompany Maria.As Maria was picking up tomatoes, Vinca wandered off in such of cherries and apples. She wanted to make apple pies and cherry cake for dessert. She needed ripe red apples for the pie, so she went further into the market, where there were fewer people.Before she knew it, someone covered her face with a handkerchief and she passed out. Rough hands quickly bundled her out of the market through the back exit and dumped her into a waiting pickup truck. The back of the truck was covered with a tarpaulin and sped off."We have her boss, what do we do?" a man spoke into the phone."I am sending you the location; just make sure that you don't get caught", came the reply.The three men celebrated in the truck. They envisioned the money they were going to be paid on completion of this mission.The driver, humming to himself, thought of ho
With trembling hands, she tried zipping her slacks only for the man to pounce on her, felling her down. He was already spreading her legs and fighting to remove her slacks when she came out of shock.Screaming, she started scratching his face while he unzipped his trousers. With one swoop, he ripped open her slacks and panties. He tried to position his member while pinning the lady down, forcing her legs apart when he felt a sharp pain on his nape and passed out.Removing his overcoat, the driver helped Vinca up. She was shaking so much, she couldn't stand on her own as her knees had turned to jelly.Just thinking of what might have happened to her, she burst into tears, her heart racing like it would pop out of her mouth. He placed the coat on her shoulders and led her back to the truck.The leader kicked the third man hard on the chest and he flew, hitting a nearby tree. He then went ahead and started pounding on his face. He couldn't believe that this nincompoop had almost cost the
"Show me the security footage of the last two hours" Frost felt like a cyclone was raging inside him. Every minute wasted meant Vinca was in more danger.Scrutinizing the footage, they saw Vinca picking apples. As she walked back, she was accosted by two men in a deserted aisle. One of them placed a handkerchief on her face and she collapsed. The two men then carried her out through the back exit.Leo asked the technician to freeze the goons' faces and print them. He then gave them to security personnel to make more copies. They would be distributed all over town. In the meantime, he contacted all media houses. Taking a laptop, he sent the photos to the media asking for this to be made priority news. The police had arrived by then to take a statement.The sergeant looked at the photos and pointed at one. "This guy is a wanted criminal. He keeps escaping our snares every time. This other one is not on our database. He must be an amateur, just look at how he is panicking."Frost looked
Tom held a glass of cognac, swirling it in his hands. On his face was a regretful look. Men rarely know how to comfort each other so Mr. V just let him take his time.Taking a drag on his cigarette, he rose to get a refill for himself. It was only 3 pm but they were already on their third refill. Since his friend seemed to have a lot on his mind, he had cleared his afternoon for him."Why did I make a wrong judgment back then? My son is now an influential businessman but he wants nothing to do with me" he said, sorrow carrying his voice."Tom, he is your son and you are the only living relative that he has. Why don't you meet with him and just explain yourself as you did right now?"Tom sighed heavily and rose from his seat. He paced up and down the office length, wishing to turn back the hands of time. He had accused him without listening to his explanation or thinking things through.Going through that fateful morning, he wondered why he was so blinded that he didn't see the loophol
They had been on the road for five hours now. The goon stuffed at the back of the truck had long passed out. The other two drove silently each in his own thoughts. The scene from earlier aroused emotions that were not there when they first started the job.Now both of them thought of how they could have a go at her after their boss was done. After all, they knew that there was no possibility of the prisoner coming out of this alive.The driver turned on the radio. "News just reaching us is that the truck was last seen at Shan's gas station. The identity of the kidnappers has been confirmed by the gas station attendant. Any leads will be appreciated".They both jolted up in shock. *****Vinca's mother held her chest like she was in so much pain. She couldn't understand the bad luck that kept following her daughter. Just when she thought that all was well and they would meet up again, her daughter got kidnapped. Her heart couldn't take it anymore.Her husband held her hand to soothe h
Frost threw the glass he had in his to the wall smashing it to smithereens. The whole room froze and not a sound was heard."How can she disappear into thin air? What about the lead that Storm had in Nice, what became of it?" He was so angry that there was no controlling him.He was like a raging bull and he felt like he was about to explode. If he didn't get answers soon, he was going to tear down the whole country until he found her.Trying to calm himself down, he left the house and went to the garden. This was the place that Vinca loved the most in the whole estate. She was mesmerized by flowers, especially pink ones.He found himself moving towards the lilies that she had added to the garden collection. He squatted and caressed a petal. He had to find her. He must find her no matter what it takes."Boss, we got a lead" one of his men came running, looking for him.The army assembled and headed to the airport. He didn't believe Storm came through. When he requested to work for him
Vinca's father had booked the presidential suite at the STANFORD HOTEL. He had just landed and went straight to the hotel. Getting his phone, he called Fortlink Enterprise Corporation but was told that the CEO was out of town. What was he to do now? He had come to look for his daughter and he wasn't leaving without her. It was Mr. V's tradition to welcome every visitor who stayed in the presidential suite. As long as they felt welcomed and honoured, the guests would feel obligated to stay at his hotel whenever they were in town. He was a businessman so he knew establishing contacts was the best way to keep a business going.A waiter knocked on the door and as Harris Chase opened the door, a trolley was wheeled in."Welcome to Stanford, please accept our complimentary champagne." Mr. V said as he bowed in salutation. The two men hit it off immediately and soon Harris was relaxed in his host's presence."I am here to look for my daughter. She had been kidnapped early today and I need
Vinca knew that this time would come and she thought she had fully prepared herself for an encounter with the two people she considered worse than sewer rats.Giving them a questioning look, she held Frost's hand."Am sorry, but who are you?" she asked innocently, giving them a vague look.That question shook Damont to the core. Was Vinca pretending not to know them? He was her fiancé just until about a few months ago. How could she not know him? Or maybe she had lost her memory after that incident? That would explain why she got engaged to some other man so quickly."Darling, this is Damont. He is the owner of VilaBeau, a company in West and I presume that this is his wife." "I told you about us having a corporation with them," he said hoping that she would be able to withstand the turmoil he knew was going on in her heart. He even felt sorry for putting her through this but it was the first step towards getting back VilaBeau for her.She nodded her head and then turned to them,
Shanice, flustered by her mistake and wrong assumption, took a sip of the champagne to stabilize her pounding heart. It was only now that she realized that Vinca was wearing the gown that Frost had ordered. She also had on the jewellery that she had picked out at Azaeit, so she was sure she also had the shoes too. "I am so stupid. I should have known when the dress didn't get delivered to my place" she thought to herself. She just had to brave the night. Leo got up to go back to his date not wanting to be involved in his boss's drama because he could smell it coming on. "Frost, I'm so sorry. I just assumed that I would be your usual date for the Ball." She said, giving Vinca a meaningful look. "How dare she try to take my place, this flat-faced bed climber" she clenched her fist in anger. Vince completely understood the jab thrown at her and could just hold it in. Shanice was right anyway, she was the third wheel in this equation. She decided to remain oblivious to this and jus
A reporter stepped away from the mayhem to take a call. He didn't believe what his director just said. He had just been fired for gross misconduct and ordered to take the first plane back to West. As he wondered what was going on, several other reporters received calls from their superiors that left them perplexed. They had just lost their jobs without warning and were ordered back to their stations. Only one of them realized with shock that this was the consequence of rattling the lce King. "Are you feeling better?" Frost asked her, giving her a tender hug while rubbing her back. He wanted to rip off the tongues of those rogue reporters who spouted nonsense to his lady but he knew that their hell was upon them. "Frost, who's the lady who followed me to the washroom just now?" Frost beckoned to the bodyguards to come forward. "They are your bodyguards Storm and Carly." He saw the question coming. "I recruited them and they have been by your side ever since we came back from Nice"
The night was lit!! Glamour held hands with elegance, grandeur spoke with gentility, fineness and magnificence defined prominence. It wasn't just about colour and pomp. Money clashed with power to produce an explosive panorama. From the powerful machines that dropped off the glamorous guests to the designer clothes and limited edition accessories, one could feel the power that money held. A luxurious black Rolls Royce pulled up and all cameras focused on it. The customized number plate announced the arrival of Fortlink Enterprise Corporation's CEO. The uniformed chauffeur alighted to open the door for his boss and cameras started clicking. Shiny black shoes followed by long legs stepped down. Frost alighted and straightened his dinner jacket. He was in a midnight blue tuxedo with black satin lapels and a light blue and white pocket square. Touching his bow tie, he opened the back passenger door and extended his hand. Everyone gasped when they saw the lady alighting from the car.
The road leading to Spateg Towers was lit with thousands of tiny fairy lights that were hung on trees, buildings, poles, and anything that was tall enough.Everything was colourful; strands of red ribbons were flapping, and banners with different emblems representing the numerous companies present were flying proudly in the cool of the night.Beautiful flower arrangements from different species were lined by the roadside, and flowers not in season were imported from abroad. The event organizers did not spare on decorations.The red carpet was already laid out, waiting for the distinguished guests to arrive. A band was in place, waiting to start playing once they received the cue from the host. Reporters from major media houses were also braving the cold for scoops that would make major news in a few hours. Bloggers and social media influencers were not to be left behind. This was the main make-or-break event of the year and everyone came prepared.The charity event was being held in
Vinca fidgeted in her seat. She didn't want to attend the Ball but the reaction on Frost's face disturbed her. He had already done so much for her and she owed him her life. As she was lost in thoughts, Frost came back with a package in his hands."Vinca, I have a suggestion that might be profitable for you", he had done some thinking on his way to get the package."I have been thinking of how you can get back your company and going with me to the Ball is the first step." He looked at her hopefully. "Explain please", her ears pricked. VilaBeau was her life. Even though Damont violently took it away from her, she vowed that she would one day have her revenge. But why was Frost willing to help her?"Your ex needs to see that you have moved on and are not interested in the company".This caused Vinca's face to flash up in anger. Why should she sacrifice her life's worth to some scumbag? If giving up her company is what Frost expected of her then he might as well forget it!!"No no no
"Man, you look tensed. What's up with you?" Leo was driving when he perceived Frost's uneasiness which was very unusual. His boss happened to be a very composed person, but right now, he just looked perturbed.Frost fixed his gaze on the landscape leading up to his house. The houses in that area were sparingly placed leaving patches of land in between mansions.Most people chose to turn those patches into beautiful tree gardens with benches under them that provided resting places for people taking leisurely walks. The trees lining the street were now covered in canopies of snow. It was like driving down wonderland, especially in the evening when streetlights illuminated the whole boulevard."I want Vinca to be my date for the Winter Ball", he said."Mmhh so, what's the problem with that?" Leo didn't understand what his dilemma was. Getting a date for the Ball shouldn't be an arduous task for Frost.Frost absent-mindedly scratched his head. He still hadn't made his feelings for Vinca
"No, please, I will, I will", he nodded and shook his head vigorously.Leo, knowing the norm of his boss, took his phone and called the company lawyer. His boss was meticulous and kept records of every single deal concerning money.A contract was quickly drafted and handed to Young. Because he was still so agitated, there was a twitch on his fingers as he signed the document, which he didn't waste time reading. It was better to lose money that he could work hard to recover than to lose his head.Three copies were quickly made. One was handed over to him, Leo kept one, and Shanice, the other one. She was still dazed over the events; to think money would be flowing into her account monthly without her breaking a sweat. Her man was more than awesome, she thought.Young exited the building. His father was going to kill him, but it was better to pacify the lce King than become one of his targets. He crumpled the contract in his hand but didn't throw it away. He was going to keep it as a re
Young was fuming in his office. He had a foreboding feeling. Hailey, on the other hand, was holding on to his leg like a koala stuck to a tree. No amount of crying or pleading was moving the man. Young stared down at the disgusting rat stuck to his feet. With all the tears and snot running down her face, he realized she wasn't pretty at all.While he was busy shaking her off his leg, his nightmare became real. Leo walked in with two bodyguards in tow. Without saying a word, he pointed to Young who was unceremoniously whisked out of his office and into the waiting car."Please Sir, I know I was in the wrong. I will do anything to make it up to you; please just don't hurt me," he was freaking out. He had always been pampered since he was a little boy so pain was something that he could not withstand Leo had a stern face, and neither did the bodyguards that he was sandwiched between showing any sign of response. Those were the longest seven minutes of his life.Since he could barely