เข้าสู่ระบบMy mom kept looking at him and I wondered why she pulled me behind her.
"What are you doing here? I've got a week more to do the needful " "I only came to remind you and of course, to let you know that an interest amount has been added " . He had a smirk on his mean face when he made that last sentence. I wondered if it was the doctor handling my mom's treatment that sent Mr Draco to remind my mom of the payment deadline. But why the word "interest amount" ? Is the treatment now a sort of business? I thought to myself. I watched my mom's countenance fall, but she maintained a straight face again. "This is not part of the deal. Why asking for interest this time ?" my mom said again. Then, Mr Draco walked two steps closer to her. An angry look was on his face as he beckoned on the man he came with, who in turn, handed over a stick of cigarette and lighter to him. "Vivienne, " he called my mom with a hoarse voice. She drew back a bit, immediately Mr Draco lit up his cigarette. Puffing the smoke out of his nostrils, he asked ; "Is paying me back part of the deal? Since you decided to pay back when I didn't ask for it, I've decided to add an interest rate. After all, it was a loan and it was given seventeen years ago. Which bank would give you a loan to pay after so many years, or not to pay at all?" I was confused at this point and just then, my mom asked me to go inside. This is indeed, not a medical issue! I obeyed her and walked inside my room. There I stayed, battling with my thoughts. "Draco! You're really trying to do everything possible for you to take my daughter away from me. I won't let that happen." My mom spat out. "I see that you're equally trying to get on my last nerves, Vivienne. You're preventing her from knowing the truth. " he paused . Turning his back on her, he said "You have a week to pay me Fifty-five million dollars or I'll take Lorna home forcefully. Let's go, Alex" . He entered his limo and Alex drove out. ****** I overheard everything, but still I was confused. I just couldn't wrap my head around the whole thing. My mom walked back to the living room and sat down on the nearest cushion. Her mood had changed. She looked defeated. "Mum, what was Uncle Draco talking about? I overheard everything, mom" "I thought I had asked you to go inside?" she asked and I noticed how faint her voice was. "I did, but uncle Draco's voice was loud enough for me to hear it from the inside. " She said nothing else and began to pack more kitchen equipment. She packed in our expensive oven. "Mom, I asked you something just now. What was he talking about?" I was getting irritated by her silence and reluctance in replying to me. It was already clear to me that this isn't about treatment at all. She might be really sick, but this is not in line with medical matters. "It's nothing serious, Lorna. I'll fix it" "Something about me isn't serious? Mom, am I really still a child to you? I'm 19 and will be 20 very soon!" I was almost yelling at my mother. I didn't actually hear the amount Uncle Draco called as his interest amount. All I knew was that my mom seemed to be owing Uncle Draco...since seventeen years! I was even irritated by the fact that I was actually confused. Then, my mom turned to me and said ; " I have a week to pay him fifty-five million dollars. I'm owing Draco...I and your dad actually, but he's now late" . Fifty-five what? I was getting confused again. "I'm not sick, Lorna. We were supposed to pay Draco fifteen million dollars in a week, but he just added an interest amount. " she paused and continued "I'll have to pay him fifty-five million dollars by next week. That's the amount now" Her voice was sounding teary. How on earth are we supposed to pay that kind of money in a week? The former amount isn't even attainable yet and then, this! What sort of loan is this? "Mom, why didn't you and Dad pay fifteen million dollars all these years? You and Dad could have jointly paid it then!" Or wasn't that the best option then? I felt tense all of a sudden. "He didn't want the money anymore. He gave it to us freely then. He only started requesting for it recently " "Why?" I asked immediately. My mom paused. I saw tears fill up her eyes, but she refused to allow them to drop . I sat beside her and placed my hands around her shoulders and whispered "Mom" . I couldn't bear to see her that way. She was fighting the tears. "Draco wants to take you away from me, Lorna "Lorna's POV ~I left the spot and went back to class. I already knew that some people would see my name and mock me for it. Yes, because why's the Mafia heir’s wife too broke that she hasn't completed her full tuition fees? My mind flashed back to my mother. Our relationship recently had been on a thin lose thread and what's probably still holding it was the fact that she birthed me. My life was this way because of her and my late dad. Now I'm the one dealing with it all alone, getting involved in dangerous games and married to a man that now rules a high crime organisation . She had probably forgotten that I still owed the school and who knows how her relationship with Don Juan is now. Does she even know the man is now threatening me because I couldn't kill Ray? Is she still staying with him? These thoughts rampaged my head as I walked back to the class not knowing when I bumped into someone. A hard hand pushed me back in a forceful way that I almost f
Jeremy wasn't himself throughout that day. He needed to see Dave face-to-face as he wasn't picking his calls. He'd texted him so many times yet he got no response. He couldn't imagine how Lorna must have said whatever she said to Dave. How did she even find out that was his brother? The question bothered him so much and he knew that he needed to find out how the conversation played out. He'd concluded on how he would ask Don Draco for a 2-day permit. Just as he kept pacing around in his room and wallowing in his thoughts , his phone buzzed of notification and he quickly opened it thinking Dave had responded to one of his texts only to notice the message was from Don Juan; “You're going to lure that shitty heir to my city. I have already planned it out. Call me later for more details “. He sighed. Is this envy, revenge or is this man obsessed with seeing Ray dead? Jeremy wondered. He'd gotten into a feud with his only family because of his Mafia activities and yet, he'
The staff of the Art industry scattered all over the premises. They all seemed disorganised and gathered in groups at different spots. Some security personnel were outside the gate with arms whilst inside the building were the Seattle police officers accompanied by the Division Commander. Tension gripped everyone that morning when the Commander of the Seattle state police trooped into the premises with some police officers requesting to see the CEO, Ray. “He's not available “ . Valerie had said to the Commander. Others were uncertain and felt scared to speak to the officers but Valerie had been in this kind of situation so many times especially with the fact that her dad is part of the Mafia. “Not available or not around?” The middle aged man quizzed, stealing a glance at the watch on his wrist. “A combination of both “. She boldly responded with a wry smile. Her courage was unwavering like she had nothing to hide but the Commander had heard of Ray Wyatt . “Officers
Lorna's POV:I had learnt to lie to Ray with confidence, not that I loved it, but the truth would cost me a lot. I thought he wouldn't believe me as usual, but this act paid off. I've got lectures today by noon so I wasn't rushing. I was in love with Ray already, but his ability to trust was gone and being in a relationship like marriage requires that. The way he questioned everything was getting tiring. I knew I had done a lot to betray him, but I was trying to right my wrongs. Even on days that I would speak the truth, he wouldn't believe me. I recalled those times and my countenance fell. Next thing I heard was “Kiss me”. I felt a bit flustered that he even had to ask. “No” I responded childishly, almost immediately and turned my face away. “Why?” He muttered close to my ear , I still faced the closet area. “Nothing “. I shrugged and rolled my eyes. “Perhaps you should say please “. I was making a joke, trying to mess with him playfully like most c
Dave's mind was completely occupied throughout the night. His thoughts kept wondering from place to place, filled with questions like; “Why didn't he say he was working with the Mafia?, why did he hide it from me? What else do I not know about my own blood brother? So he's been coming here to pick and drop Lorna and yet he wouldn't think of his brother?” The thoughts were so much that his head started to hurt at some point and he was filled with so much anger against his brother. He felt betrayed….sidelined! To think that Lorna, his one time crush is now his brother's madam was sickening! And as he thought about it all , everything started making sense to him. No wonder Jeremy strongly advised him to leave Lorna alone and not to get involved in Ray Wyatts's business. He'd decided not to go to school the next day and didn't even know when he eventually slept off. Meanwhile, Don Juan had gotten a memo from Jeremy that Lorna didn't use the poison. The young man had keenly
The aroma of simmering stew clung to the kitchen walls as Valerie stirred the pot gently. Her hair was pinned up neatly, her lips glossed, her dress fitted like she was going on a date, just beneath the apron. The other maid servants had allowed her into the kitchen only for courtesy's sake even when most of them disliked her. She had taken the day off work, telling herself it was a perfect excuse to “surprise” him. A perfect little lunch, a glass of wine, maybe even time alone before the others returned. Her smile flickered as she imagined his face, the way it should’ve softened when he saw her waiting.She was about to add some scented herbs into the stew when the sound of heavy footsteps behind her cut through her fantasy.When she turned, her heart skipped. It wasn’t Ray.It was Don Draco.He stood at the entryway, cold eyes scanning her from head to toe. For the first time, Valerie’s confident mask cracked.“Valerie?” His voice was sharp, disbelieving. “What are you doing here…
The D-day came by so fast. I wasn't ready for this. All my efforts to escape the day I heard Draco and Ray's conversation were futile. When I passed out in the elevator, it happened to be the same time Ray was about to enter the elevator as well. He caught me before I fell on the floor and wit
"Where's the doctor and why are you here? I remember asking Lincoln to leave just now and I didn't send for you . Have you been standing here for long, Jeremy?" Draco growled, anger visibly written all over his face. He felt Jeremy was eavesdropping on him and funny enough, he hated that attitu
The atmosphere turned into something I couldn't explain. First of all, I was almost abducted by these grey headed men who still had strength to engage in mafia activities. I was so scared that I didn't realize I was firmly holding Ray's hand. He turned, looked down at my hands entwined with his,
Don Draco was never at home. He kept going for meetings, especially with the Mexican client . The man had just two months to return to Mexico with the deal sealed, and Don Draco didn't want to take chances anymore. He was so ready to battle it out with Don Juan, even if it meant killing any of hi







