Fergus stopped the engine, then jerked his head towards the lady by his side, and then glanced back at the front. The house with a front like those horror movies sent a chill down his spine even in the broad daylight. He wondered how Maze will stay here alone that all by herself.
"We are here," A huge sigh escaped Fergus's mouth.
He then looked at Maze who was staring at her own house through the glass bending a bit from her position. Her eyes glittered with tears as lots of memories floated before her eyes. Surely nothing can be more amicable than the thought of being one's own home back again.Pushing the side door of the car, he stepped out of her seat and with a slow pace moved towards her house. Signs of ruthless abandonment by the owner were clearly visible on the face of the house. The small garden at the porch was already converted into a wild bush, with no one to take care of it, it turned to the worse condition. Wiping the door knob, she pulled it, reme
Veronica felt the loneliness of being alone despite being in the hue palace among lots of people. Thousands of guards and maids have surrounded her, yet she craved for a person to talk to. In the brothel, even though all the people were fake, yet she never felt this worse among them. But Maze was the only one here with whom, she could talk to, and with her, all Veronica's happiness was gone as well. As she stepped inside Orion's room, she luckily found him there striving to unbutton his shirt. He subtly stretched his neck but didn't turn back as he already understood who the person behind him might be. He continued with his work not bothered by her presence. Veronica wal
Mrs. Mcmaster was already afraid of the possible reaction she might get from her son. She touched the tip of the glass filled with a red substance to her lips, while clear lines of concern appeared on her forehead. As she bent her neck to consume another sip, her body trembled by the unexpected response that sounded behind her back. "Mom... How could you...." A broken voice spoke mixed with anger with a hint of sorrow evident on every uttered syllable. "What the..." Mrs. Mcmaster gripped the arm of the chair, she almost ended up cursing but stopped biting her lower lip. Her breaths quickened. She almost had dropped the glass on the floor, but managed somehow to keep her posture unruffled at the last moment. She then stretched her ne
"Come uno dei membri significativi del Consiglio di amministrazione, devi premere quanto vale il tuo voto ... e voglio che tu lo gettassi a mio favore ... quindi secondo questo, devi opporsi a mio fratello La riunione finale del Consiglio di amministrazione (As one of the significant members of the board of directors, you must prize how much your vote is worth...And I want you to cast it in my favor... So according to that, you've to oppose my brother in the final meeting of the board of directors)," Ryan stated staring at the robust man in the purple suit before him. His black shoulder length hair mixed with streaks of white hair in the middle proffer him a more wise look. The man had his legs crossed while his placid green eyes were scrutinizing Ryan. He leaned back on hi
"Sembra che ci stai ignorando intenzionalmente (Seems you are ignoring us intentionally)," Orion remarked aiming at the guy silently attempted to cross them. Imogen with his hand shoved in his pocket strolled and stopped after reaching the spot Orion was standing. Both scrutinize the grey-haired lad before him, who had a surprised look on his face. Fergus rubbed his chin, he didn't expect to get caught this way. He wanted to ignore them, then he didn't know why the hell in the first place he came here. Furrowing his brows he impatiently shifted his weight from one foot to another, "It's a lie. Even though not completely," Imogen eyed Fergus from head to toe, "When are you back? Why didn't you meet any of us wh
Mr. Mcmaster talked to one of his trusted men and got the information of his wife's all action. He creased his forehead drumming his finger on the armrest of his wheel chair. She was now out of his control. She was abolishing all his loyal people one by one.After hearing everything said by the person on the other side of the phone. He turned his neck subtly and shared a look with his appointed nurse, who seemed to instantly change her mode from a happy sister to a serious assassin with no smile on her face. Her sturdy face with dead cold emerald eyes and piled up bronze hair on the top of her head proffered her a more killer look.As Mr. Mcmaster waved his hand signaling the nurse in disguise to close the door, who in a professional way secured the door without a second question.
Maze began to lead her regular life, that getting up early in the morning, putting on anything her hand could grab on, stuffing something to muffle her growling stomach, and leaving her house for her workplace. But something was changed in her current profound life, Fred doesn't treat her like before rather he loved her like a father, Jesha got more possessive over her every tiny matter. She felt her life completed, yet there was this unusual feeling of emptiness. She every moment strives to overlook the arousing voidness like an owl hiding its face in the dark. Her nights passed in agony to see the person who refused her without any explanation. Thinking of Him...Secretly crying on sleepless nights...While that person was peacefully sleeping dreaming might be about his fiance who was back
"Ladies and gentleman, Please return to your respective seats, Stop creating a disturbance, Mr. Mcmaster is already here, he may arrive at any time," A resolute female voice sounded in the hall dragging all the attention of the crowd, who were busy guessing the unknown purpose of this grand event. Everyone was looking at the new face standing with her head high in dignity and attitude among the middle of it all. No one knew the lady from prior yet her attitude showed she holds enough power in her hand to control everyone present here. "Casey, that bitch," Mrs. Mcmaster mumbled, while swallowing each uttered word, stiff attitude, and dead cold stares of the unexpected lady in the suit before her. Mrs. Mcmaster widened her eyes seeing the nu
Mrs. Mcmaster got up and forgetting all her manners, Ryan tried to stop her but she jerked his hand off and stepped out of the conference hall. Tears of anguish blurred her vision. The fume in her was driving her mad, she wished to leave before her inner monster evokes her to do something unwanted that she might regret later. Ryan rushed after her, he searched for her but couldn't find her until a noise attracted him that was coming from the abandoned hallway. He hastily moved following the source and soon found it, but his pace halted in the air, preventing him from taking another step to approach his mother, he heard faintly someone crying, undoubtedly it couldn't be anyone but his mother. He stayed there sneaking behind the shaft before him. He found his mother sobbing, on the ground with her head hung low.