Shantala stared at Hyperion, thinking if she should believe his words or not. There was a possibility that it was indeed for that reason, however, she got the assurance she needed from her husband just the other night. That was why whether he went there for another matter or to meet Phoebe, she trusted him that he wouldn't be swayed.
As a reply, she snickered."He won't cheat on me," she said with confidence. "That aside, what kind of play are you trying to do now, Hyperion? Can't we just live in peace without seeing each other? Aren't you tired of all the shit going on?"Hyperion felt envious of Gavin, especially since he just witnessed how Shantala trusted him. He wanted to be the person in his place, however, that could never happen for as long as Gavin stayed with her. Gripping the steering wheel tighter, he could only think of using this chance to fully break the trust between Gavin and his wife."I won't ever get tired until you surrenderHyperion was filled with joy that he could no longer hide the smile on his face. Leaning his forehead on Trevor's chest, he felt like tearing up once again. "Why are you happy, uncle?"The mafia boss' smile vanished in no time and he looked at his son again."Uncle?" he questioned.Trevor nodded."Call me Dad like what you did just a while back.""You already smiled so I'm calling you uncle again."He could not believe what he was hearing. Just when he thought that his very son had finally recognized him as his father, Trevor immediately crushed that without batting an eye. Heaving a sigh, he asked, "So you called me Dad because you saw me crying?""Uh-huh."He simply shook his head, unable to think how he should react to that. But he did appreciate that simple gesture and he did not expect that it would be Trevor who actually came at the time he needed someone. "Where is Mommy?" Tr
Sitting in the living room with only one guard standing behind her, Shantala nervously waited. She clenched her hands upon hearing the gates opening. Her gaze, then, shifted to the direction where she saw a black van that was usually used by Gavin's men. She took a few deep breaths before she straightened her back and wore a poker face."Let me go! If he finds out about this, he will kill all of you! Fuck you all!"The woman's agitated voice broke the silence that long lingered in the residence. The two guards holding the woman down forced her to stand across from Shantala."You..." she said with gritted teeth upon seeing the woman in front of her. When the guards let her go, she glared at them before facing Shantala with a scoff."So it is you, huh." She sat on the sofa and flipped her hair. "What do you want?""Let me get straight to the point," she responded. "Are you Tricia Vexmore?"The woman leaned back on the sof
Upon leaving the stadium, Trevor's eyes were locked onto the stall where a woman was selling some ice cream."Uncle, I want some ice cream.""I'll buy you lots later. For now, let's head back home.""But I want some ice cream from that lady!" Trevor pointed at the stall.Still, Hyperion opened the door in the backseat to let him in, insisting that they must leave immediately. But instead of getting some cooperation from his son, he received a pair of puppy eyes."Dad, please?"Hyperion did not know how to react since he felt like Trevor was obviously coaxing him by using the word 'Dad.' But he cannot deny the fact that to be addressed like that made him happy.He let out a sigh as a sign of defeat. Nodding his head, the two of them walked to the stall. While waiting for his son to choose which flavor he wanted, Hyperion received another call from Guillard."Have you found her?" he asked."We lost track of her whe
Before the clock even strikes 5 early in the morning, the Evening City Garden club was already closed as the workers were busy cleaning after another messy yet thriving night. Within its private rooms, women after women were retiring for the day after their night duty. One of them was Shantala Vien Arceo, who dashed away from her assigned room upon hearing that her youngest brother was waiting for her at the backdoor of the club.This was the first time that her brother came to her workplace even after she strictly told her family members not to go there whatever happens. Worried about what was going on, she got out of the club and dragged her brother away before anyone who knew him would see them there."How many times do I have to tell you that you are forbidden to come here? If you want something, then you should have called me," she scolded Lance. "You know that I do not want any of you getting harassed because of my work."Lance, who was in his senior year in high school, heaved
Shantala took her time walking on that aisle as she tried her best to simply look at the priest waiting for her arrival. She did not like the attention she was receiving because it somehow felt like she was still in that strip club she was working in with all the eyes of men on her. The faces in her peripheral view were only a few but all unfamiliar, especially the man waiting by the end of the aisle. What's more... Her heart was pounding like crazy that she was afraid it would break out from her rib cage. Even when she tried to take deep breaths to calm her nerves, it was ineffective. The sound of the violin being played echoed in the large church but it was overwhelmed by the fast-beating heart of Shantala. With every step, she walked towards her destination while her will of wanting to run away grew stronger but the thought of her sister being in her shoes made her waver. Getting involved with a mafia was already something one should avoid, thus, getting tied with one through a sa
Shantala woke up alone in a room where she could oversee the beach that was stained with fiery orange coming from the rising sun. She had been asleep like a log for the past night. Feeling a bit sore after what happened between her and her new man, she took her time getting dressed before leaving the room, hoping she would see Hyperion by the living room or by the kitchen. But much to her disappointment, there was no one else but silence in the beach house.With the emptiness that suddenly came dawning on her, she started to think that what just happened was simply a dream. That thought triggered a pang of pain in her chest but she still tried to tell herself that the wedding and their first union were real. She was about to go outside but she noticed the yellow note pinned on the refrigerator door."Urgent business. Will be right back as soon as possible," she read. Just below the small note was a name, Hel. Shantala thought that it was probably the real name of Hyperion. But inste
Shantala shuddered at Klauss' claim but she would never want to show that she was still afraid of him. It was for this reason that she knew he would be glad to see that she could still be under his full control. If he sees that, he would make use of her again and history repeats itself. It would be another nightmarish experience for her.Thus, she squared her shoulders and held her head high. "You do not own me, Klauss. What we had back then was nothing but a relationship in vain. I do not want to stay here any longer so just tell me what you want and let us get this over with."Klauss simply snickered as he leaned back on his seat without breaking eye contact with her. He must admit that he still liked how hard she tried to act tough when in fact, he knew that sooner or later, that façade she was building around her would collapse. It would only take a few tries of sweet-talking and he would make her surrender to him like how he did it in the past."I am going to look for your siste
"That's my sister's name," Shantala stated, pretending to be confused at the sudden call of Hyperion of her real name.She saw how the crease on his forehead went away and was changed into a sweet smile. It gave her a shower of relief seeing that she managed to evade that close exposure of the truth. Just as she thought, this man had sharper senses so she truly needed to be careful with both her actions and words."Well, you once told me that she was always away from work. Are you disappointed that she did not attend our wedding?" he asked.Shantala shook her head without saying another word. She just felt like if she commented on his statement, she might get exposed in no time. But in her mind, she said, “You actually married me so, of course, I attended.”Hyperion simply nodded before going behind the counter and filling a glass of wine. He stared at Shantala as he took his first sip and once again noticed that she seemed to be spacing out. He could not tell what she was thinking bu
Upon leaving the stadium, Trevor's eyes were locked onto the stall where a woman was selling some ice cream."Uncle, I want some ice cream.""I'll buy you lots later. For now, let's head back home.""But I want some ice cream from that lady!" Trevor pointed at the stall.Still, Hyperion opened the door in the backseat to let him in, insisting that they must leave immediately. But instead of getting some cooperation from his son, he received a pair of puppy eyes."Dad, please?"Hyperion did not know how to react since he felt like Trevor was obviously coaxing him by using the word 'Dad.' But he cannot deny the fact that to be addressed like that made him happy.He let out a sigh as a sign of defeat. Nodding his head, the two of them walked to the stall. While waiting for his son to choose which flavor he wanted, Hyperion received another call from Guillard."Have you found her?" he asked."We lost track of her whe
Sitting in the living room with only one guard standing behind her, Shantala nervously waited. She clenched her hands upon hearing the gates opening. Her gaze, then, shifted to the direction where she saw a black van that was usually used by Gavin's men. She took a few deep breaths before she straightened her back and wore a poker face."Let me go! If he finds out about this, he will kill all of you! Fuck you all!"The woman's agitated voice broke the silence that long lingered in the residence. The two guards holding the woman down forced her to stand across from Shantala."You..." she said with gritted teeth upon seeing the woman in front of her. When the guards let her go, she glared at them before facing Shantala with a scoff."So it is you, huh." She sat on the sofa and flipped her hair. "What do you want?""Let me get straight to the point," she responded. "Are you Tricia Vexmore?"The woman leaned back on the sof
Hyperion was filled with joy that he could no longer hide the smile on his face. Leaning his forehead on Trevor's chest, he felt like tearing up once again. "Why are you happy, uncle?"The mafia boss' smile vanished in no time and he looked at his son again."Uncle?" he questioned.Trevor nodded."Call me Dad like what you did just a while back.""You already smiled so I'm calling you uncle again."He could not believe what he was hearing. Just when he thought that his very son had finally recognized him as his father, Trevor immediately crushed that without batting an eye. Heaving a sigh, he asked, "So you called me Dad because you saw me crying?""Uh-huh."He simply shook his head, unable to think how he should react to that. But he did appreciate that simple gesture and he did not expect that it would be Trevor who actually came at the time he needed someone. "Where is Mommy?" Tr
Shantala stared at Hyperion, thinking if she should believe his words or not. There was a possibility that it was indeed for that reason, however, she got the assurance she needed from her husband just the other night. That was why whether he went there for another matter or to meet Phoebe, she trusted him that he wouldn't be swayed.As a reply, she snickered. "He won't cheat on me," she said with confidence. "That aside, what kind of play are you trying to do now, Hyperion? Can't we just live in peace without seeing each other? Aren't you tired of all the shit going on?"Hyperion felt envious of Gavin, especially since he just witnessed how Shantala trusted him. He wanted to be the person in his place, however, that could never happen for as long as Gavin stayed with her. Gripping the steering wheel tighter, he could only think of using this chance to fully break the trust between Gavin and his wife. "I won't ever get tired until you surrender
Phoebe, despite being so close to the two of them, felt like she was in another dimension. The way they spoke sounded professionally evil but thrilling as well. She does not really care about how they will separate the two as long as she gets to marry Gavin, she will be more than satisfied. Looking at her father, she bit her lower lip with the anticipation of hearing the plans he and Mr. Devon had come up with.Back at the Devon residence, Shantala left their room when she finally calmed herself. Looking outside the window, she only came to realize that it was already nighttime. Heading to the living room, she saw Gavin seeing the lawyer out while Trevor was in the other room playing.A little while later, Gavin came walking toward her."What did the lawyer say?" she asked.But instead of getting an answer from him, she received a warm caress on the cheek as if he was wiping away her already-dried tears."How are you feeling?" he ask
Hyperion wanted to convince himself that he had gotten the judge to side with him. However, his instinct was telling him to not be so confident, especially since he had not seen Gavin's actions yet. And if he chooses to overlook this matter, there would always be a possibility that Shantala's husband could turn the tables on him."Before the next trial, meet with the judge and make sure that she did not change her mind. And seeing that Gavin is already making a move, make all the necessary preparations to end the case at the next meeting," he said before receiving a nod from the lawyer.After going through the divorce paper, he handed it back to him.He added, "Once Stacey returns, present that to her and whatever she demands like money or properties, list it down and have her sign it as soon as possible. If she asks for something else, then contact me first."After their brief meeting, the lawyer left Hyperion in his study room all alone. He went
Her mother's grip on her loosened, thus, she pushed her to the side and took another dagger from behind her. She pointed it towards Tricia, making sure that she would not interfere as she knelt before her mother.Fully shifting her attention towards her still filled with anger, she smirked."Look at how the tables have turned, mother. If you think you can kill me now, then, you are way too late."Raising both of her hands gripping the daggers, she yelled at the top of her lungs and stabbed her mother for the second time."Y-You..." Those were the last words she heard from her before breathing her last breath while bathing in her own pool of blood.Shantala remained unmoved as she stared at what she had done. With each passing minute, her anger subsided. She gulped at the sight in front of her."What... what have you done?!" Tricia screamed, bringing Shantala back to her senses. "I will have the police arrest you!"Starin
Shantala remained curled behind those closed doors and no matter how much she wanted to think of something else, her mind seemed to be a broken record. It kept on reminding her how she stabbed her mother back then. She could feel her body heat up just like that time but unlike now, she was fueled with so much rage on the day of the murder."What are you doing here?" Shantala could still remember those exact words that her mother said upon seeing her entering Tricia's room without permission. What puzzled her was not only the living presence of her mother but also the seemingly annoyed tone of her voice. "M-Mom?" she stuttered with surprise, obviously plastered all over her face. "How... I thought... What..."There were a lot of questions running through her mind but neither one of them was she able to speak out. She was confused about the situation."Answer my question, Shantala," her mother asked for the second time. However, her
"W-What's the matter?" she asked.But instead of receiving a reply from her husband, she was a bit taken aback when he stepped up and was the one who unbuttoned her dress and removed it. "I can do it myself–"She was cut off when Gavin forced her to turn away from him. Whatever he was doing, she had no single idea."One... two..."Hearing him count, she suddenly felt a sudden cold shiver running down her spine. It felt like her hair stood at its ends every time he counted higher. She wanted to speak but the moment she opened her mouth, she was yet again forced to face him."Gavin, I am fine. You don't have to worry," she insisted. But still, her husband paid her no attention and continued counting every scratch he saw on her."Gavin, please–""I saw 20. That is equivalent to 20 heads," he mumbled but it was still clear enough for her to hear.He turned away from her and was about to leave the