LOGIN“Boss, are you okay?”
David's voice sounded distant, more like it was coming from under water. Christian didn’t answer immediately. His fingers tightened around the glass, his jaw clenched as he stared into thin air unfocused. He wasn’t ok, he couldn’t take it anymore, his problem wasn’t the alcohol or even the noise he just hated the fact that a woman was living in his home. “What’s going on boss?” David asked again, this time lowering his head to know exactly what the problem is. “I’m fine ... .just let me be” his vision was blurry but he was still trying to sit strong. “You genuinely do not look fine boss, I think you drank too much,” David worried. “I said I am fine!” That was the turning point. David leaned back studying him quietly, he knew when to stop pushing especially when it came to his complicated boss. Christain poured another glass for himself as he gulped it down his throat. “Oh my God, sir you need to calm down” David warned. He knew his boss so well, he had zero alcohol tolerance, he'd get drunk from just a cup and right now it felt as if he wanted to kill himself. Just when he felt like the whole situation wouldn’t get any worse Christian’s phone started to ring. David stared at the screen and he was shocked. “Sir….. your mom is calling?” He whispered Of course he knew he was in big trouble, she’d blame him for allowing Christian drink this much. “Oh fuck! You guys should leave me alone” Christian aggressively replied. He was no longer himself, the effect of the alcohol has taken over completely and David was completely confused. He picked the phone and slowly responded to the woman over the other line. “Hello son? Where have you been all morning? The investors are already calling” she sounded worried. “Uhm… good morning ma’am we might have a bit of an issue” David responded, his voice shaking, he knew the amount of nagging he’d be getting in a few minutes time once he spilled the beans. “David, is that you? Put Christian on the line” she demanded. “Actually ma’am the boss is drunk and he’s in a really terrible condition and I can’t help me alone I need help” “What!!!!! You say WHAT!!!” Her voice echoed through the phone. David almost threw the phone away in fear. “David, I think you’re mad! You have one fucking job and that’s to make sure my son is ok and what did you do, you went ahead to let him drunk to stupor and you know Chrstian doesn’t have any tolerance for alcohol” her voice sounded like a great thunder storm. “I’m sorry ma’am but I was on my leave, I just walked into the restaurant when I saw….” “Oh please shut up! Daniella!!!!” She screamed over the phone. “Yes ma’am” David could hear the beautiful voice of a lady. He was confused “Uhm sorry ma are you at the boss house?” He asked, trying to be sure he didn’t miss heard, he had worked for Chrstian for more than 14 years and he knew Benson would never bring in a woman into the house, not for any reason. The only woman he had seen was Angella and she was always sticking around Christian’s mom, she dare not speak directly to him. “Of course!” The woman rudely answered and then turned back to Daniella. “I am going to send you a phone number just call him and find the location of Christian make sure you get my son back home” she screamed and walked away. Daniella stood there with her heart beating, of course he was a child he knew he couldn’t tolerate alcohol but yet he just wants to make her life a living hell. She groaned inside of her as she walked out of the living room heading up stairs to pick her phone. “What kind of a man doesn’t tolerate alcohol” she muttered under her breath as she picked her phone from the bed and headed straight outside the building going to look for Christian at the said location. When Daniella got to the restaurant David was shocked, he stared at her from top to bottom, this has to be one of the most beautiful ladies he has ever come across, of course she didn’t do too much. Daniella was dressed in her usual boyfriend crazy jeans, a baggy top that swallowed her curvy shape, her hair packed into a bum one would see her and call her homeless. But regardless she just couldn’t hide her resistible beauty. “Uhm … hello you’re ?” David found himself stammering as his eyes stayed fixed on the young lady whose eyes didn’t leave Christian’s face as she watched him misbehave in his drunk state. “Daniella nice to meet you, I’m Christian’s new house help” she was straight plain and not one bit flirty. This was unusual, to David every lady that had come across Christian wanted to have a one night stand with him, but this she was different, at this point she genuinely found Christian irritating and this made him laugh. “I’m sorry I am David his personal assistant, his always like this when ever he drinks” “So how possible is it that a grown ass man doesn’t have any tolerance for alcohol?” Daniella asked as she walked over to Christian pulling him up. “Let go of me” he growled and she glared at him with anger “please where is the car?” She asked as David stood there staring in amazement. “Wow, you’re something else” he whispered as he led the way heading to the car. On getting to the car Daniella pulled Christian inside and closed the door behind her just when the car was about to start he puked all over her. “Oh my God!” This was the height of it, she was definitely going to lose her mind because of this annoying freak. “What did you …” she screamed but Christian was already closing his eyes slowly, almost falling asleep. It felt like she was talking to a ghost because he was already lost as a result of the drink. “I’m so sorry” David apologized as he sat in the staring wheel. “It’s fine let’s just go home” Daniella responded trying to calm her nerves down before she loses her temper and kills him right there and then. Daniella pulled off her top leaving just the bra singlet she had on Christian tore his eyes open as they dropped on her cleavage he couldn’t stare away. It looked soft plumpy like something he wanted to get his hands on. “Damn” he groaned his eyes not moving away “What is wrong with you?” Daniella screamed.The hidden passage was barely wide enough for two people to walk side by side. Christian kept one hand around Daniella’s wrist as they moved through the darkness, while the sound of footsteps above them became fainter with every second.Daniella’s mind was still trapped in the underground room.Her uncle was still there.Gabriel was still there.And whoever had arrived at Crown Meridian had been frightening enough to make Gabriel himself afraid.“Christian,” she whispered.“Keep moving.”“We can’t leave them.”“We’re not leaving them forever. We’re getting out so we can figure out what we’re dealing with.”“But my uncle—”“Daniella.” Christian stopped and turned toward her. “If we go back there without knowing how many people are upstairs, we won’t save him. We’ll just give them two more people to capture.”She hated that he was right.She swallowed and continued walking.A few minutes later, the passage opened into an old maintenance room behind the building. Christian pushed through
Daniella couldn’t move.The man standing at the bottom of the staircase looked older than he had in her childhood memory, but there was no mistaking him. The scar near his left eyebrow was still there. So was the black ring on his finger, its silver symbol catching the faint emergency light.She had seen him before.She had trusted him before.And somehow, she had never known his name.“Gabriel,” her uncle whispered.The man’s mouth curved into a small smile. “It’s been a long time.”Daniella’s stomach twisted.Christian immediately stepped in front of her. “You know him?”Gabriel’s eyes moved toward Christian. “Of course I know him. I knew his father too.”Christian’s posture hardened. “Then you know exactly what happened thirteen years ago.”Gabriel chuckled. “You still sound like Samuel when you’re angry.”“Don’t mention my father.”“Why? Because you still believe everything he told you?”Christian took a step forward.Daniella grabbed his arm.“Don’t.”Gabriel’s eyes returned to h
Daniella read the message three times before she handed the phone to Christian.But you’re still blaming the wrong brother.His expression shifted the moment the words registered. He did not ask who the message meant. They both already knew.Her uncle had a brother.A brother she had never heard of.A brother her father had apparently known.A brother connected to Crown Meridian.And now someone was telling her she had spent thirteen years blaming the wrong one.“Who is my uncle’s brother?” she asked.Christian looked up. “That’s what we’re going to find out.”He called the security team at once and ordered a full search of every available record connected to her uncle. Daniella paced beside the desk while he spoke, her mind looping back to the recording. Her father’s voice. Samuel Harper’s name. The unidentified man. And the sentence that had been cut short just as it reached the most important word.His name is—For thirteen years she had believed her uncle was the one who held ever
The drive sat on the center console between them, small and ordinary and somehow heavier than anything else in the car. Daniella could not stop staring at it. A few megabytes. That was all. Yet the file name burned behind her eyes.10-17-13.mp3.The date her father died.The date Samuel Harper—and possibly others—had gathered at Crown Meridian.The date that had sat at the center of her life for thirteen years like a stone she could never quite dislodge.Christian drove with both hands locked on the wheel, jaw set, expression unreadable. They had barely spoken since leaving the Crown Meridian building. The silence felt denser than the traffic around them.Daniella finally broke it.“You heard what he said.”Christian’s grip tightened. “I heard him.”“He said your father knew.”“I know.”“About what happened to mine.”He glanced at her, then back to the road. “We don’t know that yet.”“The message on the phone said my father discovered something about Samuel.”Christian said nothing.S
The old Crown Meridian building looked nothing like Daniella had imagined.It stood at the end of a narrow street surrounded by newer buildings, its stone exterior darkened by years of rain and neglect. Most of the windows were covered with metal shutters, and a faded sign above the entrance was barely readable.CROWN MERIDIAN HOLDINGS.Daniella stared at it from inside the car.“This place has been abandoned for years,” Christian said.“Not completely.”She pointed toward the side of the building.A security light had just switched on.Christian followed her gaze.Someone was there.He immediately reached for his phone.“Stay in the car.”Daniella turned toward him. “Absolutely not.”“Daniella.”“My uncle is inside.”“And we don’t know who else is inside.”“Exactly. That’s why I’m coming.”Christian stared at her for several seconds before giving up.“Fine. But you stay beside me.”They got out of the car.The street was almost completely empty. Daniella could hear the sound of her o
Daniella stared at the photograph on her phone until her eyes began to ache. Her uncle was sitting in a dark room with his hands tied behind a wooden chair. There was blood on the corner of his mouth, but he was conscious. His head was slightly lowered, his expression difficult to read. Whoever had taken the photograph had made sure his face was visible.Christian stood beside her, his expression hardening as he studied the image.“Send it to me.”Daniella immediately forwarded the photograph.“Can you trace where it came from?”“Not from the photograph itself.” Christian pulled out his phone. “But whoever sent this may have made a mistake.”Daniella looked at him. “What mistake?”“The image was sent directly to your phone. That means there’s a communication trail. Give me a minute.”He stepped away and began working.Daniella looked around her uncle’s study again. A few minutes ago, this room had been filled with questions. Now it felt like the answers were closing in around her.Her
The knock came at the door, just as Derrick had finally put Daniella to sleep, his heart froze for a moment, but he forced himself to relax. But then again his mind started to play the what if game, I mean it was past midnight who would be visiting this late. He swallowed as he heard the loud ba
“This will be your room” the older woman spoke as she pushed a door at the end of the hall way open Daniella walked in her eyes observing the entire room, she said nothing to the woman and only nodded. “Don’t you speak?” The woman asked honestly Daniella has been too quiet for her liking and it w
“Stand straight. If you slouch again you’d walk out of that door and never return.” The girl behind Daniella adjusted herself immediately.“I’m sorry,” she whispered, turning her face around to make sure she didn’t embarrass herself in front of the other girls. “Sorry? Really?” another voice scof
“I want you to go undercover.” The moment the words left Christian’s mouth, Daniella genuinely thought she had heard him wrongly. She stared at him from across the office, her brows slowly pulling together in confusion while her brain tried to process what he had just said. “W







