It was already dark when he left the office. Today was an extremely exhausting day… mostly emotional and mentally exhausting.
He spent the day mostly doing nothing except trying to solve a mystery with no facts.He walked absentmindedly to his car, got in and shut the door close.He leaned back in the car seat and relaxed, taking in a deep breath before reaching out to ignite the engine.That was when he felt a presence in the car. The hand that was about to reach for the key froze. He slowly retracted his hand and sat upright.The person behind him stayed silent, but the perfume was familiar.He slowly raised his head to spy through the rear view mirror.His eyes locked with hers. "Drive!" She ordered coldly.She had changed from her slaying office classic suit to a head to too black out fit___ leather pants, a black turtleneck sweater and she crowned it all with an expensive biking black blazer."Just when I thought the day was peaceful." Brant grumbled audibly."What do you want this time, Mila… or should I say Fabiola?" He asked without turning to face her, but he could clearly see her face through the rear view mirror.She did not smile or budge, she remained relaxed in the back seat of his car, with her arms crossed over her chest, keeping her expression stoic.He looked at her reflection again, trying to interpret her silence, but when he couldn't make anything out of it, he swallowed a huge lump of saliva and ignited the engine. She did not have to repeat herself, the chill in the car spoke louder than her words."Ok, so where am I driving to?" He asked cautiously as he slowly drove the car out of the underground garage.She stayed silent.He just drove quietly in the opposite direction to his house. He had no idea what he was doing, or why he was even obeying her in the first place, but he did anyway.After driving continuously for almost thirty minutes with no specific destination, he decided to abruptly pull up by the side of the road, just before he took the dirt path.He leaned back in his seat. "You know, you have got to start talking." He said, " I just can not continue driving aimlessly." He tried to initiate a conversation."Get out!" She ordered coldly."What?" He asked in disbelief. 'She seriously is not planning on abandoning me in the middle of nowhere right?' he asked himself."You f**king did not understand me or you did not get what I said?" She asked sternly.He sighed in desperation. Finally surrendering, he sluggishly stepped out of the car.Despite the fact that he was reluctant to do any of these dumb things she had been instructing him to do, he wanted to know what happened to her and what she's up to.She followed him out of the car.He breathed a sigh of relief, at least, she wasn't planning on leaving him stranded in the middle of nowhere. He could not help but admire how beautiful and elegant she was despite being dressed up like a gang leader."You'd better tell that puppet of yours not to drive any further or else I'll blow his car off!" She threatened."What are you talking about?" He furrowed his brows in genuine puzzlement. "Trust me, I can and I will." She said firmly as she leaned confidently on the car, crossing her legs over the other with her arms folded together.He looked at her trying to understand what she was insinuating. From her facial expression, he knew that she was not bluffing. He did feel a strange dark energy around her this evening.'oh shit!' realization dawned on him. He knew at once whom she meant by 'his puppet', it was Randolph.She did not budge or soften her countenance for once.He stared at her and a cold chill ran through his body.He quickly fetched his phone in his pocket and rapidly dialed Randy's number.He wasn't scared that she was gonna do something to him, she would have already done so if she wanted to. He was scared that she could hurt Randy.He had no idea what she had become, so he couldn't take chances."I am fine, you can go home." Brant said briefly and disconnected the call.He turned to her, Hoping to see a look of satisfaction or anything, but she was as stoic as ever.He took a couple of steps towards her. " Why are we here?" He asked.She stared at him silently."What do you want from me?" He rephrased.She tilted her head to one side, freed her hands and flipped the sides of her blazer before standing upright."If you have any questions to ask me, you better get on with it now, because trust me, sending that stooge of yours to dig up info about me would only get him killed." She passively warned.He unconsciously swallowed a huge lump of saliva to dampen his patched throat."What are you talking about?" He feigned ignorance."Fuck me!" She cursed and rolled her eyes at him."I have got things to do…" she started."So do I." He quickly cut in.She paused her speech and stared at him for a couple of seconds. ',he is unbelievable.' she thought to herself."Well good then, let's stop playing the lame game of ignorance here." She said, "you know exactly what I mean, and believe me or not, I am giving you this warning because I'm on your side here." She said, a little bit calmly this time."On my side?" He scuffed and shifted his weight from one leg to the other. "You kidnapped me, and now you say, you are on my side?" "The last time I checked, you drove us here and I did not even have a gun to your head." She countered, still with her stoic appearance."Well…" he scratched his head. She was right though, but in his defense, her piercing gaze was more than a gun to his head. "So quit the buffoonery and bring on your questions."He cleared his throat."Are you really Mila Rivers?" He asked the one thing that had been bothering him the most.She nodded her head in confirmation.He could bet his balls that he saw a sad look flash on her face."Right, so…. uhmmm… is your family still alive?" He knew how dumb his question sounded, he wanted to know alot but understood that it was a delicate topic and he needed to tread through it with care.She raised her brow at him. "No." Boredom was evident in her voice."Meaning, you are the lone survivor?" "Yeah." "So… how did you survive?" He finally landed the principal question."Let's just say that I am unburnable." She said unenthusiastically."Huh?" His eyes bulged. "Uhm… is that a word, unburnable?"She shrugged her shoulders, "who cares, all is that you get the message." She leaned on the car again."Oh!" He nodded."If that is all, then, you can go home." She said when he did not utter a word after a few seconds."No, no... I've got more." He quickly said. "Why do you hate me? I mean, we used to get along pretty well as kids, but now…""We are no longer kids Brant." She cut in aggressively."Oh, ok." Her words pierced through his heart, but he tried not to show his pain. "But you do hate me right? Why?" "If I hated you, you'd be dead already." She said coldly and began walking away from the car towards the dirt road. "I kill the people I hate." She said it indolently as if killing someone was her night routine…. Or maybe it was.Brant shivered. He could not believe what she just said."Oh! where are you heading to? The car is here." He called behind her
"Which should I start with?" Brant asked. "The hectic part or the interesting part?" He added."The interesting part"His parents answered in unison.He raised his head and stared at his parents."Mila Rivers is alive."Mr White was about to pick up the glass in front of him, but his hand froze in mid air. The angel of silence made a solid stand in the room.All the heads at the table turned to face their father. Surprised or fright, or both was discernible on his face.Mrs White and Brant interpreted his look to a it-is-hard-to-believe-that-my-best-friend's-family-member-is-alive look.The girls were nonchalant about what was happening and they went back to digging into their meals.The twins were just babies when the accident occurred while Brenda was not even an idea at that time."How is that possible?" Mrs White was the first to recover from the shocking revelation. She looked from her husband to her son."I saw her." Brant said."Where? It can not be, I saw the bodies." Mr Whi
Maybe she lost her memory, I mean, we should eat instead of turning this dinner into a puzzle solving showroom." Talkative Brenda said.It was Brenda's turn to draw everyone's attention."What?" She asked innocently. "I just want to enjoy my meal and stop talking about dead people." The kid said in a somewhat rude tone."Have some respect, Brenda!" Mrs White scolded."Dahh, aight." She agreed stubbornly and continued her meal."I'll head upstairs." Announced Brant as he stood up from his chair."Why honey, you have barely touched your food. Don't you like it? I can ask the cook to make something different for you." Mrs White asked with genuine concern."Nah momma, I'm just tired." He said. "I said earlier that I had a hectic day right?" "Ok, if you insist. Good night then." "Sweet dreams momma." He kissed her on her forehead and headed upstairs."Did you find her?" Brant asked Randy, over the phone as soon as he got into his room.Despite the fact that Mila made it clear that he sho
But her aim was not to kill him, not yet. She wanted to play with him for as long as she desired. The first thing she had to do to make that happen was to scare him.When Dom sent her a text about Randy following this boss' car, she was not alarmed, but decided to use it as a stepping stone against Brant.She wanted him to fear her, she wanted to break his morals and spirit as slowly but effective as possible. And she was gonna get there.Dom was waiting for her at the other side of the road, but there was a huge hedge of elephant stock grass separating both roads.She quickly disappeared into the thick bush, her black outfit made it easier for her to blend in with the darkness.She and Dom did not drive off immediately, they stuck around a little longer, she wanted to prove to Dom how dumb Brant was.Any smart person would have driven around the hedge easily, but he did not, and to make matters worse, he began screaming out her name.She face palmed herself over and over again before
"You are late again, I hope this is not an attitude that would continue to run through?" Brant said sternly as soon as Fabiola rushed into the office. He was leaning on her desk and immediately stood upright as she got in.She opened her mouth to say something, but decided to swallow her words, reading his countenance, she could presume that something was pressing."Grab the file on my desk and follow me." He said without looking at her.She nodded obediently and went ahead to get the file. She was kind of pissed that he went all 'serious mode' with her this morning. Meanwhile she was just about 15 minutes late, unlike yesterday where she was an hour late… plus, she was hurrying her balls just to meet up with the time, only for her to meet her boss acting as if he were on his period.She hurried her footsteps to catch up with his long strides."You are not allowed to say anything, your job is only to jot down notes." He said to her as they descended in the elevator."Yes Sir," she re
Linda McGraw was the only daughter of the McGraw family, one of the big five families. Just like Brant and Randy, Mila use to play with Linda back when they were kids, when everything was milk and honey, when innocence ruled.Now standing in front of her childhood best friend, she knew that she needed to act as if they never knew each other…. technically, they don't right now.Each woman had grown up to fit her own definition of womanhood.This is Fabiola, my girlfriend." Brant said. "Babe, this is Linda McGraw, she is the one I told you about last night." He wound his hand around Fabiola and lied smoothly, smiling down at Fabiola.Fabiola remained stiff as she stared at the familiar face before her."Is she Ok?" Linda leaned close to Brant and whispered with a disgusting look on her face.Fabiola heard her sound and clear. "I am ok. How do you do?" Fabiola tried to keep a straight face, ignoring the fact that Brant just said that they spent the night together.Well, since Linda ha
"Your laugh is very familiar, just like someone I knew a long time ago." Linda said in an unexpectedly soft voice, stunning the others."Well, do I look like that person?" Mila asked nonchalantly, aa she folded her arms and leaned forward on the table."Never mind." Linda said. The softness that flashed across her face disappeared almost immediately. She sipped her coffee once more, cleared her throat and straightened herself one more time. It was like there were two different people now, and a few seconds ago."You were gonna say something." Brant reminded Linda, seizing the opportunity to deviate from the topic."My company needs this deal just as much as yours does, so we need to find a way to please both our parents for the sake of the companies." Linda stated.Brant nodded, neither in agreement nor denial."I propose we go in for an open marriage, with no conjugality between us except for the title of husband and wife." Linda proposed boldly, ignoring Fabiola's presence."Wow, so
"I never bet on you to be the jealous type." She was totally immersed in her work so much so that she did not notice Brant walk in until he spoke.It was the moment she had been patiently waiting for for the past 2 hours.She raised her head and stared at him straight in the eye."Why won't you want me to marry another woman, would you marry me instead?" He asked sarcastically with a mischievous smirk on his face."Why did you take me along?" She asked, ignoring everything he said. She was not in the mood to harass him for the useless comment he just made."Because you are my secretary of course, what else.? He replied confidently, accompanied by a shallow Scuff.She pushed her chair backwards noisily, creating enough room for her to stand up. "I'll ask you one more time, Brant, why...the… fuck...did you take me along?" She closed up the distance between them.Goosebumps emerged all over his body, but he held his ground. "Whom else should I have taken?" He asked, concealing his nervo