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âJade!â âMom!â Trey and Luis exclaimed simultaneously as Trey caught her in his arms protectively. He looked at her feet and frowned; seeing how bloodstained they looked, he immediately scooped her into his arms. âWhat happened to your feet?â he asked angrily, seeing she was hurt to such an extent but didn't get it treated. âPut me down; I can walk on my own,â Martina argued, hitting him on the chest. âShut up!â Trey scolded, his jaws clenched as he walked toward a private ward with Martina in his hands. He didn't understand why Martina was acting like that. He was the one who was supposed to be angry at her for her reckless behavior tonight. But here she was, making him a scapegoat. ~~ Trey gently laid Martina on the bed the moment they entered the private ward, and the nurse stepped forward to check her. âYou can go now; Lucia needs someone with her when she's wheeled out of the emergencyâŠâ Martina didn't land when Trey cut her off.. âWhat? Lucia? What happened to Lucia?â Tre
Feeling drained from the dayâs work, Lisa dropped herself onto the couch in the living room for a quick nap. She has left work 2 hours early to arrange a candlelit dinner to celebrate today being 6 months of her marriage. She was awakened by the sound of the door being opened a few minutes later. She immediately sat up upon smelling the familiar scent of her husbandâs cologne infiltrating the air. She stood up and straightened her blue-fitted, peplum, knee-length dress and happily walked over to welcome him. âHow was your day?â She inquired with a smiling face. Yet Trey ignored her and walked past her, taking his seat on the couch. Lisa disregarded his demeanor and the pang of pain in her chest, a pain sheâd now become accustomed to. She smiled to lighten up her mood and walked to the living room, stopping right in front of him. âAre you alright...?â She trailed off when he handed her a brown envelope and then said, âSign it.â His voice was deadly; it sent a chill down her spine.
Valerie took everything she cherished away from her since when they were little, but not this time, not her man; no, she wonât give up without a fight. She ignored the warning bells in her head and the obvious red flags that waved at her, then slapped her cousin and said in her teary voice, âI wonât let you take Trey away from me! Heâs mine; you took everything away from me; I wonât let you take him too; he loves me.â Valerie feigned hurt by holding on to her slapped cheek and saying courteously. "Lisa, why are you doing this to me? All I ever did was love you, but why do you want to take everything I love away from me? You know, Trey and I have been in love since we were little. Why are you acting like Iâm the one who hurt you when you are the one who has been hurting me?â Valerie choked out, tears running down her cheeks. Lisa opened her mouth to retort when she was pushed aside, causing her to fall. âI told you not to fucking touch her, but you dared me. I donât love you, Lisa
Lisa silently turned to walk away but stopped when her name was called. âLisaâŠ?â Nathan called. She stopped, sighed, and turned around with an awkward smile. "Nathan, hey,â she greeted with a wave of her hand. âWere you leaving just now? I mean, are you trying to sneak off?â Nathan asked. "Yes, I was...â she replied truthfully. âDidnât you see us?â He asked, gesturing more at Trey, making Lisa frown. âIf I had known it was you guys earlier, I wouldnât have approached.â Lisa sneered. The moment she said that, Trey turned to look at her; his gaze was dark and icy, and it immediately sent a shiver down her spine. She shuddered. Nathan frowned in confusion. He turned to Trey for clarification but then noticed Treyâs demeanor towards Lisa. He then realized there must be some misunderstanding between them, so he decided to help resolve whatever dispute there was between them. âSit with us, Lisa?â He asked. However, Lisa shook her head, smiled, then said. âThanks, Nathan, but th
On Treyâs twentieth birthday. His family hosted a banquet to celebrate him. However, Trey felt such an occasion was of little importance and decided not to go. Because all he ever accomplishes on occasions like that is going around from one business partner to the other toasting and drinking, the only reason he doesnât end up drunk by the close of such events is because of how he trained himself to have alcohol tolerance. However, when he arrived at the banquet an hour later, he was delighted he did. Standing amidst the guests was the face that had been occupying his thoughts for the past 6 years. Valerie Lynn, his childhood sweetheart. She stood there, looking stunning as ever in a strapless evening gown, as her brunette hair fell down her back, complementing her blue eyes. Trey met Valerie when he and his parents were living in Country B before he came back to Country A. Valerie was six years old back then; he wanted to be friends with her when he saw her being bullied by her
- The next morning - The old mansion: Trey finished his breakfast and left for work. On the way to the office, his cell phone started ringing; he checked the caller ID to see Valerieâs name, and a tender smile graced his lips. âValerie, what's wrong?â He asked. âIâve missed you; I want to see you,â Valerie said in her sweet, gentle voice. Trey smiled and told her heâd come and pick her up in half an hour. He asked his driver to change routes to Valerieâs apartment. After ending the call, he called his private secretary and canceled all his appointments till the afternoon and asked her to book a suite at the LEISUREQ hotel and send him the details. 30 minutes later, his car was parked inside the parking lot of Valerieâs apartment. In a few minutes, she came walking out of the elevator. Treyâs bodyguard opened the car for her. âThank you,â Valerie said, entering the car. Trey scowled angrily. âWhat happened?â Valerie asked, noticing Treyâs expression. "Nothing,â he answered
-/Country B/- Three weeks later. After standing on her feet for the last 6 hours operating on a patient with a brain tumor, Lisa walked out of the operating room, feeling exhausted and famished. She disposed of her blood-stained gloves and mask into the red infectious bin, then turned to leave. âYou were amazing in there, Dr. Lynn; the surgery was successful.â Susan, her assistant nurse, said coming out of the operating room. "Thanks; you were a good help. But I donât consider a surgery successful till my patient wakes up.â Lisa said with a smile. âThank you, Dr. Lynn,â Susan said. âYouâre welcome; call me Lisa; Dr. Lynn makes me feel older; Iâm only 21,â Lisa said. âI will, Lisa." Susan said, and they both laughed. âOur shift ended 2 hours ago, so I will leave first; see you tomorrow,â Susan added with a wave as she walked away. Lisa waved back with âSure.â Lisa walked to her private office and showered. When coming out of the bathroom, she suddenly felt dizzy. She suppor
Lisa decided to leave work early to go home and check on her patient, who still hasnât regained consciousness. She said goodbye to nurse Susan and went down to the lobby to sign out. After signing out, she went to the parking lot for her car and left the hospital. When she arrived at her apartmentâs underground parking lot, she noticed 4 black Alligator SUVs. She felt there was something suspicious and strange about it; nonetheless, she put it at the back of her mind and walked towards the lobby. âGood afternoon,â Lisa greeted the elevator attendant the moment she entered the elevator. âGood afternoon, Miss Lynn,â he responded as he pressed the floor number. The elevator closed and started to ascend. As the elevator ascended, Lisa noticed the elevator attendant kept stealing glances at her as if he wanted to say something but was hesitant about it. However, since he was not able to tell her whatever it was, she wouldnât inquire about it. When the elevator arrived at the fifth floor, s
âJade!â âMom!â Trey and Luis exclaimed simultaneously as Trey caught her in his arms protectively. He looked at her feet and frowned; seeing how bloodstained they looked, he immediately scooped her into his arms. âWhat happened to your feet?â he asked angrily, seeing she was hurt to such an extent but didn't get it treated. âPut me down; I can walk on my own,â Martina argued, hitting him on the chest. âShut up!â Trey scolded, his jaws clenched as he walked toward a private ward with Martina in his hands. He didn't understand why Martina was acting like that. He was the one who was supposed to be angry at her for her reckless behavior tonight. But here she was, making him a scapegoat. ~~ Trey gently laid Martina on the bed the moment they entered the private ward, and the nurse stepped forward to check her. âYou can go now; Lucia needs someone with her when she's wheeled out of the emergencyâŠâ Martina didn't land when Trey cut her off.. âWhat? Lucia? What happened to Lucia?â Tre
This chapter is rated 18+; blood and killing scenes ahead. Skip if uncomfortable. ~~~ Martina ran out of the warehouse in time to see the taillights of a car disappearing in the distance; she began running after the car barefooted. About fifteen minutes later, Martina saw the car stopped in the distance, and from the cold breeze, she realized they were at the seaside. âThey were planning to dispose of Lucia's body in the ocean.â Martina was out of breath, and her feet hurt from the debris and glass shards that had pierced them, but she refused to stop running, since any delay on her side, and those scumbags will dispose of Lucia's body. When Martina arrived at the sea cliff, the two boys had Lucia lying on a net with bricks around her as they planned to wrap her up and toss her into the sea. Fueled by an indescribable surge of anger, Martina didn't know when she swiftly reached for a brick and smashed it hard against one of the boys' heads. âWhat the hell!â the other boy exclai
It was a few minutes past 11 pm when Martina arrived at the underground parking lot. Her personal bodyguard, Carlos, opened the car door for her when he saw her approaching, but Martina spoke, stopping him.âCarlos, you and the men should leave first; I will take the other car. I need some time alone.â Carlos hesitated but said anyway,âBut madam, the boss would be very angry.ââThat's his business!â Martina snapped, her emotions overwhelming her. She looked at Carlos' face and warned, âI don't need any of you secretly following me; I trust you don't want to see me provoked?âMartina asked with a curved eyebrow. Carlos nodded, and she turned, walking to the driver's side of the car, and the chauffeur respectfully stepped out. In a few seconds the car drove out of the parking lot at full speed.âDamn it!â Martina cursed as she smacked the steering wheel angrily. Tears fell down her face as she turned onto a secluded road. Her phone began to ring then, and she knew it was her husband,
Clara looked at Octavio's face with teary eyes as he spoke. She recalled everything that happened three weeks ago, and her heart still hurts. He really hurt her, but he just told her he regretted it and he loved her, and after hearing his explanation, Clara wanted to forgive him, because there was no denying it. She loved him. She had fallen madly in love with Octavio without realizing it. But what if he hurts her again? Her poor heart can't take another heartbreak. Clara slowly pulled her hands out of Octavio's hands at the thought and said, âI'm sorry, Octavio. But I can't forgive you after everything you did to me. I'm just not heartless. I couldn't let you stay outside in the cold air all drenched up.â Clara looked at his face with a forced smile. âI will get you something to put on from my friend. You have to leave.â Clara said, turning and walking past him, but he grabbed her wrist. âLet go,â Clara said, her eyes fierce as she tried to yank her hand from him, but h
Three weeks later.New York.âClarissa!!â Octavio, who was holding a bouquet of red roses embedded with chocolate and a small silver bag, yelled from outside Clara's apartment once again. âClarissa, I'm sorry!!â he continued to yell. Marco's eyes, which were stabbing daggers, were fixated on the bastard, and he wished for once he could make a decision on Clara's behalf by killing Octavio once and for all.For the past two weeks, Octavio had become a stalker, stalking Clara everywhere she goes. Apologizing to her every day with different flowers. From different colors of roses, different colors of lilies, lilac, and red carnations.He would appear out of the blue during her photoshoots, at a restaurant she was dining at with a few endorsers, standing outside her apartment all night and outside her company all day. He was always outside Clara's apartment whenever she left home for the company, but he arrived at the company before her.The first time Clara saw him riding his motorbike
âBut Alan is not your real name?â Michelle questioned him, as a glint of disappointment flashed across her face. âYes, but I didn't marry you as Alan Moore but as Craig Jacobs,â Alan answered, and Michelle's face twisted into confusion. But she's always addressed as Mrs. Moore wherever they go. âWhat? ButâŠâ Michelle was rendered speechless. âBut what? Michelle. Did you take a look at our marriage certificate after you signed it? I thought I would explain things to you back then after you noticed there was a different name on the certificate. But you didn't even notice,â Alan said with a heartbroken expression. His bloodshot eyes fixated on Michelle's face. His heart ached from the pain of knowing the person he loves never held him dear. âAlan, I'm very sorry. But I⊠you forget it. Tell me why you changed your name. I want to know about you.â Michelle said, taking Alan's hand and squeezing it softly. She knew she was hurting Alan. Her selfishness caused all this mess, but in the
In New York.Clara woke up at the sound of a knock on her door. âWho is it?ââIt's me, Barbie doll,â Drake answered from the other side of the door. Clara looked at the time, and it was a few minutes past midnight. She sat up with her knees bent as she held the sheets to her chest.âCome in, Drake,â she drawled. The door opened, and Drake stepped in, taking hurried steps toward Clara. He sat on the bed and pulled her into a warm hug. Tears instantly fell out of Clara's eyes; she suddenly missed her mum dearly.âI want to go home,â Clara sobbed, hugging Drake tightly. She left home three years ago because of Octavio, and now he is the reason why she wants to return home. Yet she still can't bring herself to hate him.How pathetic is she?âI'm sorry, Barbie doll. But you know you can't breach the contract. You have a yearâââI can, Drake. My dad would pay any penalty. I just want to go home; I'm not happy here. I thought Octavio's arrival was what I needed to make my stay here worthwh
Alan was surprised when he received notification of Michelle's purchase at the mall. He had never expected Michelle to ever use the card, since he gave it to her long ago, but she never used it. He was on his way to a meeting when he got the notification, but after seeing it, he was filled with the urge to see Michelle. She didn't look well in the morning, and he wanted to see how she was doing. Alan turned to his assistant Jason, and said, âPostpone the meeting, and cancel all my appointments today.â âYes sir,â Jason replied respectfully. Alan turned and left without another word. The moment Alan sat in his car, he called one of Mitchell's nannies. âI'm heading to the mall now, bring Mitchell over.â âSir, we are already at the mall.â âOkay.â Alan hung up. He planned to take Michelle and Mitchell to dinner after she finished shopping. ~~ Thirty minutes later, the car Alan was riding in was arriving at the mall, when he received news about Michelle's disappearance. His heart
Luis' brown eyes darkened the moment they fixed on the flimsy red lacy panties Michelle was wearing. His body tightened with desire. She's wearing it for a man but not for him. âNo! Luis, please, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hit you! Don't do thisâŠ!â Michelle cried, struggling to break free, but Luis firmly held her down, with her hands on her back. She felt a tug, and she didn't need to be told her panties had been ripped off. Tears fell down Michelle's face as she stopped struggling. There was no point in struggling when Luis was intent on having his way. Luis was buckling his belt but stopped when Michelle stopped struggling. Conflicting thoughts raced through his mind as he tried to understand why Michelle stopped fighting him. But as usual, all his thoughts were condemning. One with Michelle thinking less of him. âAhh!â Michelle cried when Luis thrust two fingers into her without warning. More tears fell down Michelle's face, but this time, it wasn't sad tears. It was so