A smattering of applause filled the room, but it was hesitant from some people. Claudia's hands remained motionless on the table, her knuckles white with tension. Eduardo turned to Niklas, extending a hand. Niklas shaked it firmly, putting behind their differences aside for the sake of appearances, then stepped forward to address the room. "Thank you, President Eduardo for your trust and mentorship" he began,citing his father's new position, the new role he would start working tooth and nail to make from him again. " I am deeply honored to take on this role and continue the legacy that EMC Conglomerates has built" he finished and glanced around the room, making eye contact with each board member, including his aunt and cousins whose eyes beared hate and malice in them, as if they could kill him of people could kill with their eyes. Again the room erupted into an applause. It was not a new thing to them. It was a family business and the new CEO always came from their family, the onl

Dante was seen walking down the church hallway with a nun.He looked downcast and she understood his mood and did not try to engage him in a conversation, rather, trying to talk about the surroundings so he would forget what burdened his heart.This was the fifteenth time in the month that he was coming to the orphanage. It still looked familiar and as his eyes wandered aimlessly at all including the church by it's side which he was walking to, he couldn't help but recall his times at it in the past."You don't have to worry too much Dante. We will find her. We all just have to believe. Who knows,she might be looking for you as well. By the grace of God,I believe that sooner or later,you two will be reunited once again" the nun spoke up to console him.Her eyes could not leave him, pity and care filled her facial expressions as she stared at the once little boy she has once saved alongside his sister, all grown up now , successful and kind like he had being raised to be, but broken

" It's okay...... It wasn't your fault"...... He so desperately wanted to say to her but yet again, the words died at his lips before they could escape.There was something in her voice that seemed to be calling out to him. It seemed to be dragging him.An instinct kicked in. Perhaps she were his sister? Who knew? She grew with a step mother. She's going through hardships. His poor sister must be going through hardships as well.What if ........ He tried to reason but beat himself out of it.He had done so several times with other women but at the end of each, none of the women happened to be his sister nor came close to being her. None of them had her birthmark."It was also on that night that I had gone to a bar to drink my worries out but sadly , I ended up in someone's room and slept with him. I was drunk but then, the blame still boils down to me father. I am a sinner and have lot God's face"" But you said he were your husband. Did he marry you after he found out that you two s

"Is this how long you stay out at night in your parents house?"Andrea abruptly stopped. Her tiptoing into the room had been found out and was now useless.She had fished turning in her resignation letters at her places of part time work early but she had missed the bus going back to the mansion, or rather she had missed her way, not knowing the exact bus stop she were to stop at before taking a cab down the Mansions street.But she couldn't tell him that. It would be embarrassing to." I'm sorry but I..... " She tried explaining not meaning to be quiet at him even though he had asked her a question but he cut her short."Save your explanations for yourself, I don't want to hear them" he blurted.Next she saw him drop some pieces of paper on the table.She looked at them with questioning eyes trying to tell what they were as she waited for him to truly say what they were." I heard you've gone to turn in your resignation letters to your part time employers?" He asked." Yes" she bare

Niklas was in the depths of his blissful slumber when he was rudely summoned by the urgent call of nature. His bladder seemed to be clearly conspiring against him and had insisted on an immediate attention. With all the grace of a startled deer, he stumbled out of the bed, his eyes barely open, he made a mad dash to the bathroom, he could easily be mistaken for an Olympic sprinter, if sprinters were half-asleep as they ran for the prize. He fumbled with the bathroom door, cursing his body's impeccable timing.Why did the pee want to come out so quickly as fast and why hadn't he awaken before it got worse as it was now.What if the woman sleeping on the couch were to see him, what would she think of him as or even say in her mind concerning him.As he successful opened the door to the bathroom, hoping to rush in and relieve himself of the pain that seemed to be coming from his bladder, he immediately slipped and fell to the bathroom floor. "Why didn't you lock the door?" He groaned