Mia
No wonder he was like that.
He had been through so much.
It wasn't easy to loose a loved one. A fiancee for that matter. When their wedding was just three weeks away.
Finally I had known the reason behind his coldness.
He still hadn't forgive himself for something he didn't do.
Guilt ate me up from all the things I had said and done to him. Despite all the things he'd been through he still went out of his way to save me, to ensure I was safe. While on the inside, he was still hurting. Grieving his late fiancee.
I was so wrong about him. Alex had a heart. He was a goodman. A goodman. And right now, I wanted nothing but to hug him. To wrap him in a
Alex"Isn't she gorgeous?" Kate asked me.I wanted to speak up but felt the words choked up in my throat.Standing before me, was Mia dressed in a cream coloured gown which was moulded to her body, revealing her slim but shapely curves. Black flats showing her perfect straight legs and a hair which was bigger than her body. She had no make up on her beautiful oblong face and her lips were so full and pink. I was short of words because she was breathtakingly beautiful and stunning like a goddess. She was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen on my 31years on earth. For the first time in my life, I felt like an idiot because I couldn't stop my eyes from roaming over her body.Kate cleared her throat and it broke us from staring at each other because Mia was staring at me too.
Charles"Alex Friedrich Esquire, caused a whole lot of damages during teenage hood. He was the social role of trouble; Vandalizing malls to the fullest extent, in the dead of the night. Painting cops car, getting into fights. He hated his father." It was Max, with eyes and fingers in front of the system, on the wooden desk that was filled with gazillions of paperworks. There was a cold coffee at the side of the system, that he drank on several occasions, with a sour facial expression.It was a Tuesday afternoon, at the station. Max and me were having a discussion, when I brought up Alex. He insisted on knowing why, and right at that moment, the idea of searching Max on our Criminal records, popped into my head.So I barked an order to Max to check for Alex because it was important. And he had hurriedly abandoned the paperworks, h
CharlesThree hours later."Is she your kid?" Asked a lady, whose eyes had been on me, since I and Ruby made our way into the grocery store.I nodded, while Ruby who was grabbing some candies, threw them into the cart, and stopped just to place her hands on her hips, as she stared at the woman in a carefully tentative manner."You look like her elder brother, and not her Dad." It looked like the lady wasn't going to drop it.Shoving my hands into my pants pocket, I shot her a tiny smile. "Yeah, I get that alot.""Uh, Paapa?" Ruby called out to me. Just before the lady could come up with a response to what I had said."Yes, baby?" I glanced at the lady br
CharlesThankfully there was a back door which I used in getting into the grocery store. I noiselessly tiptoed my way in, and stood at the side of where two book shelves were facing eachother. I knew it was a darn risky thing for me to do, because I was unarmed. But Lolita and her baby needed protecting. They were innocent.I took a hard dry gulp, calculating the next move I would make. Because these men were with guns. One bullet to my brain, and I was gone for good. I would loose every freaking I ever had, including my daughter and mother.I closed my eyes in dismay. This was a way too dangerous something to do, because it was just an unarmed me with more than twelve armed men. And if I didn't act smart, they were going to win.What the fuck was I even thinking? I muttered some curses at
CharlesShe was half way towards the roof top, when the men started firing gunshots at us.The baby I had on my back began crying, and Lolita out of fear, nearly let go off the rope.But I caught her before she could, and help pulled her up.She stared up at me, with so much admiration in her eyes. Like I was her saviour. My breath got caught up in my throat at this. She never looked at me this way, even when we were together.There was this new found feeling of respect that radiated out from her.I couldn't believe all of this was happening. That I saw Lolita today, and now I was trying to save her and her baby.Was this fate, throwing us together again?It better not be.
AlexTunde Ibrahim had gotten himself numerous men who were more ruthless than him. Possessing strange powers, and killing both the young and old without mercy. So many bloodied dead bodies laying everywhere. With their ten fingers being chopped off.It was something they used in performing rituals to gain more powers. Something which irritated the hell out of me when I was still the Grey Wolf. I did killed at that time, using guns and knifes. But I excluded myself from partaking in chopping of people's fingers and tongues. I couldn't bring my self to do any of that shit. Them with the chains of people's fingers being chopped off and used as neck chain.It was absolutely disgusting and barf worthy that I made sure I wasn't around whenever they did all those their rituals. And partially, that was the reason why I ditched the Pack. They were morons.
AlexShe exhaled deeply, then allowed her eyes to meet mine. So I could see the sadness in them."If I tell you I don't, then I would be one terrible liar." She chuckle. But I could tell it was filled with unhappiness.I looked away and stare out the window to the beach."I do miss home very much," Her lips curved upward. "I so much miss the life I uses to live before now. I lived without fear. Had no fear in the world. I lived like a bird; free to fly away whenever it wanted, and returned home whenever it felt like." She was trying to sound strong but I knew she was despondent, unhappy about everything. "Sometimes I wonder how my life would've been if it wasn't for this situation-" Exactly what I had thought a couple of times. "-Would I still be working at Daily Planet? Would I still visit my G
MiaSometimes it felt like a dream that I lived in such a massive mansion. I couldn't believe it. The house was so big, just like the one they used in acting that movie 'Coming To America' It was like I was in another world of my own. Like my life wasn't endangered, because I felt more safe there.Alex told me His grandad willed the house to him before he died. Which added a stamp to the fact that, his family was swimming in the ocean of wealth.How can just one man own such a huge house? It was insane.Me being so nosy, counted twenty-five bedrooms, four sitting rooms, three kitchen, two swimming pools, a football and a basketball court, a gym and staffs quarters.The Garage had hundreds of cars consisting of different models. I couldn't help but envy Alex, he was really blesse