He took another swing from his glass, emptying the glass before dropping it on the bar counter. He dropped a few paper notes under the glass before getting up. “I've dropped a tip. I should get going.”He walked out of the bar, got into his car and drove off, followed by some of his men.“Harry, I have something important to tell you. Please can we meet later in the evening for dinner?” Harry's girlfriend said into the call. They were currently on a phone call, and from her tone, he could tell that something was wrong.“What's wrong, babe?” he asked, already feeling really worried. “I will tell you when we meet. Take care.” she replied, dropping the call. He stared at the blank screen of his phone in surprise. Everything about the phone call sounded strange. She sounded different on the phone and it made him concerned. He dropped his phone and returned to work. He was going to focus on that later.Chelsy, Harry's girlfriend paced around her room after dropping the call with him. How w
Karen stepped inside her room in her beautiful duplex. The house still looked the same from how she left it, just that it needed a minor clean up session. She walked to to the window and pulled the curtain open, allowing the sun seep into the room.She had arrived by flight some minutes ago and had avoided the public eye. Though her situation with Jack had gradually died off, there were still some obsessed fans who were lurking around. The drive from the airport to her house had lasted fifteen silent minutes. She had taken the time to think. She was finally returning to Los Angeles after over a week and if not for her father who had suddenly showed up, she could have spent more days there.She wasn't prepared to see Jack. Infact, she would never be prepared to meet him, but she knew she would have to meet him soon. Frankly, she really missed him, but she would rather deny it. It was better that way. She was yet to come to a decision over her unborn child. Would she let Jack back into h
Damian yawned as he woke up from his sleep. It was another beautiful day, and he quickly adjusted to life back in Los Angeles. He turned to the bedside table, picked up his phone and switched it on before getting out of the bed. He walked into the ensuite and took a shower before going downstairs.“Good morning sir. The meal is set on the dining table.” his domestic maid announced as soon as he saw him walk down the stairs. He nodded at her, going towards the dining room. He took a seat at the end of the table and uncovered his plate.“Soon, it'll be me and Karen on this dining table.” he thought to himself before digging into his meal.He had spent over a week since his return to Los Angeles, and those days have been very busy ones for him. He had to clear up some documents. He wasn't working yet. He had saved enough money to take care of him for the next ten years without having to lift a muscle. He had made a smooth transition too from the organization in New York.His phone beeped,
Jack stared at Harry in anger before pushing him away. “I'm not going to apologize for what I said.”Harry threw another punch at him, but this time, he dodged it perfectly. He threw a punch that caught Harry by the end of the jaw. They both stood, painting heavily as they stared at each other.They sized each other with their eyes before Harry stormed out angrily slamming the door shut loudly. Jack walked over to a chair and sat down, burying his head in his hands. His best friend, Harry raised his hands in anger against him. The thought pushed him to the witts. Harry was supposed to be his best friend. They've never fought before, but today they did, and he felt he was the one to blame.Harry bounced out of Jack's house angrily, got to his car that was parked outside and drove off. He scoffed angrily as his mind replayed the actions that had gone down inside. Jack has called Chelsy a bitch and he had gotten angry and punched him. “He deserved it,” he told himself as he held the steer
They soon started the meeting. Harry made his proposal while speaking charismatically. Ciara listened attentively, jotting down some points. After laying out his points, Ciara raised her hand to speak.“Go on,” the CEO urged.She stood up from her seat and smiled. “The budget you are proposing isn't enough to carry out the publicity project for that period of time.” she countered eloquently. Harry stared at her in surprise before asking “And why is that so?”“You intend to cover a wide area using different methods. The budget can only cover half the area if you want to use different methods of publicity or the full area with limited means of publicity.” she pointed out subjectively. Her speech was fluid and she had a poised stance.Harry was visibly impressed by her speech. He gave her an appreciative nod as he returned to stare at the documents in front of him. Her beauty had blown him off one feet, and now her intelligent speech was drawing him in.“Take a survey and make an estimat
Standing at the door was none other than Mrs Antonio, Jack's mother. Tears welled up in her eyes as she stood by the door. Her feet wobbled under her as she looked really shattered. Jack quickly got up from his seat and rushed to her, catching her before she slumped to the ground.She wept bitterly in his arms as he tried to console her, but to no avail. It was obvious that she had listened to most of their conversation. This was something he was trying to avoid by not informing her. He couldn't bear to see her so broken like the way she was currently. She soon hiccupped to a stop. Jack had taken her to sit on a long waiting chair while he sat beside her trying to comfort her.“How much of the conversation did you hear?” he asked softly after he knew that she was strong enough to answer. “Every important thing I had to know.” she replied with a shaky voice and he sighed softly.“You weren't supposed to hear that.”“Why? Why did you think that it was not important for me to know?” she
He walked away from his car and towards the mall and luckily, he spotted Ciara standing by the huge doors. She was dressed in a blue jumpsuit and a black sneakers. Her hair was tied in a bun and her make up looked perfect on her. He smiled on seeing her and increased his pace to get to her.“Looks like you're all kitted for war.” she spoke, smiling at him as she noticed him come up behind her.“Fortunately, you're my commander” he replied with a smile of his own and they shared a laugh. The atmosphere was calm and friendly. He extended his right hand and she took it. He pulled her closer and they walked inside.Ciara pushed a cart around the mall and they walked through the different sections. They chatted happily like old friends as he walked behind her. They had gotten a few things including groceries.“But, for real, why did you pick a mall for our first unofficial meeting?” he questioned as they walked past the wine section. He was really curious about it and realized this was the
Her mouth hung open until he walked up to her.“How did you know my address?” she managed to ask, and he smiled, a triumphant one.“I just did. You seem to forget who I am” he stated proudly and she scoffed with a little smile tugging on her lips. “I guess I'll find that out later.” she stated, turning around and walking up to the door. She inserted her key into the lock and turned it open before turning to face him again. “You can come in if you aren't leaving yet.” she offered.“I'll be right behind you.” he answered, returning to his car to pick out something. She stepped inside the house and minutes later, he followed her in with two small bags in his hands. He surveyed the living room area with his eyes as he stepped in. Its interior was beautifully decorated. She had a huge flat screen television on the wall. Not as huge as his', but bigger than normal. Some paintings hung on the wall alongside some photos that he figured out was her favorite.“Please, have a seat” she pointed a