Linda spun on her heels, looking from Brant who just walked out the door to Mila who was silently shedding tears.She was confused whether or not she should ask Mila what happened. The girl was in no state of engaging in a dialogue right now.Mila lowered her head and sobbed silently."Hey, it's gonna be fine." Linda engulfed her arms around Mila, hugging her as poor Mila sobbed."What happened between you two?" Linda asked.Mila stayed silent, sobbing some more."Ok, I'm here girl, anytime you want to talk about it, I'll be right here ok?" Linda tapped Mila's back.Mila buried her face in Linda's neck.Linda held her and let her sob. When she was certain that Mila had cried enough, she led Mila to the couch."Tell me about it." Linda held Mila's hand, prompting Mila to open up about what actually went down between her and Brant."I said some things I should not have said, really mean things." Mila finally confessed, her sobbing her subsidedLinda offered her tissues."What did he do
"How… how, manage?" She asked with a dry chuckle."Phoebe Rogers?" Brant raised his brow. "You gave me the hint, I did the research." He stated confidently.She stared at him, this man was unbelievable. She wasn't scared with what he'd found out. Afterall, he already knew that she was capable of anything."Read the documents." He encouraged her.She pulled out sheet after sheet and scanned them over quickly."How did you do it?" She asked.Honestly, she mentally applauded him, perhaps he wasn't that dumb as she'd thought."Isn't it simple, you said you were the mastermind behind the person or people acquiring shares in the company. I did my assignment like a good boy and I discovered that three particular men all reported back to the same person, Phoebe Rogers. She's blonde no doubt, and we could not get a clear angle of her face, but that's all I was looking for…a woman." He explained confidently.Linda was in her own world. Her parents would never allow her to eat this much calories
"Do you want to know why?" He asked softly, respecting her wish by giving some distance between them.She stared at him, silently begging him to tell her and at the same time, not utter a word."Because I love you, Mila." He whispered.Linda spat out the wine in her mouth. Her eyes almost fell off the sockets of her eyes.This was not what they'd talked about.Mila froze, her spirit literally jumped out of her body."I know how crazy I sound right now, but that's the truth." He professed. "Putting my feelings aside, were you really thinking that I'll hate you when you've been nothing but a victim your entire life?" He twisted his brows."And you can not deny that you do not feel anything for me?" He challenged.True, her heart beats for him every single time, but….there was a huge but."You are crazy," she whispered in a barely audible whisper, accompanied by a dry nervous chuckle."You always put up this aggressive attitude against me, you say the meanest things anyone has ever said
The spark"Try to be romantic for once." He whispered in between kisses."You don't always have to be on the defensive. It is ok to be kind, it does not make you weak."I hate you." She licked her lips, tasting their kiss.He smiled. "I know,"She closed her eyes, drowning in her feelings, listening to the drumming of her heart beat."You are killing me, honestly." She confessed."Isn't it a good thing?" He rested his temple in hers."No it's not, I hate it and hate you for that." She whispered back."I know, all I ask from you is that you embrace it ok?" She nodded.He pulled her in for another kiss, this time, longer than the previous, deeper and more passionate than the previous.She allowed herself to get engulfed by the desires of her heart…her rival's desire, totally forgetting about the fact that her car was packed outside with weapons, licensed though__ but a weapon is a weapon.This was the first time since her parents that she'd let her guard down, and that too, because of t
Brantley's Revelation"They were not following him, they were protecting him from you, the P.I …." She paused, realization dawned on her. The puzzle pieces began to fall in place. She needed to find the private investigator."How secure is your mansion?" She asked."Very secure? Why ask?" He still could not understand anything she said."Go home and stay there, get your men, all of them." She instructed."Why? what is wrong?" He held her hand back when she turned to walk. away."Is Randy around?" She asked."Yeah, why? Jeez, can you atleast fill me in. All this tension and suspense is killing me." He grumbled, but he was genuinely concerned and worried.She shook her head in denial, "if what I think is correct, then I swear that I'll raise hell on this earth today." She swore through gritted teeth.He could see the hollowness and lifelessness in her when she spoke, it was as though she was about to go up in flames.He took a step back. He had never seen her this terrifying before, if
"Hey," she approached Brant, she licked her lips, "I really need to go somewhere… with him." She looked at Dom, knowing fully well that both men could go head on like cocks if they were given the opportunity to."I'll be fine, I promise." She assured him when she saw the worried look on his face.He nodded and stood up, but she did not expect what came next.He crashed his lips on hers, kissing her aggressively and possessively.It took her by surprise, her eyes were wide with shock. By the time she could process what was happening and decide whether to reciprocate the kiss or push him away, he pulled away and walked out as though nothing happened.She turned to Dom who had a stoic look on his face. He stared at Fabiola without blinking, making the situation more awkward than it already was.She spun on heels, turning her face away from him.She took the opportunity to lick her lips, tasting Brantley's mouth. It made her blush for a moment.Good thing she had her back to Dom.The kiss
"Oh My Goodness!" Fabiola held her hand over her mouth when she stepped in and saw what made Dom stop in his tracks.It was the same man she'd led into the condo, he leaned back in his chair, but with a bullet holrle in his head and one to the neck.Blood oozed out.It was a fresh dead, probably in the early hours of the morning."Poor him," she said coldy. "He probably messed with the wrong people."That's what happens when you mess with the Cartel," Dom said.'Or the Vert's.' Fabiola said mentally."Let's see if we could find any clue." Fabiola suggested."Do you think they would leave any evidence behind?" Dom reasoned."Maybe he wasn't killed by the Glacier Cartel, maybe he was working on another case." She argued."Gloves?" She asked.He pulled out a pair of disposable gloves from his trousers pocket and handed it to her.He had his black gloves on as usual.They searched through the already scattered files on the floor and table, but they were random papers with bills and other s
"I'd love to go talk to the prisoners." She said, standing up on her feet."Fabby Princess?" Pops called.She turned to face him."Are you certain that you know where to find Mr Glacier?" He asked."I wouldn't say certain, it was a one time thing, but if you'd allow me to continue my job, I could get you more info." She decided to pull the guilt card on him.She watched him reflect on it for a moment."Ok, but you'll have someone with you." He finally said."No Pops, no one, not even you. I think I can pull it off the same way I started it." She said firmly."Fabiola I…" he started to object."You need to trust me, and trust that you'll be the first person I'll call if I sense danger. I'm not gonna wait for the threat to be enormous before pulling you in." She furrowed her eyebrows, pulling a half puppy face."You are asking me to give myself a heart attack." Pops stated.She laughed softly, "It would not happen." Somehow, she was coming here being angry and worried because of what Br