DAYS LATER***Finally the day reached, it was the biggest party of the year, only billionaires were invited and the hall was beautifully decorated to match Janet's wealth. The grand hall was a vision of opulence and elegance—designed not just to impress, but to mesmerize. Crystal chandeliers, large enough to rival small cars, hung from the high vaulted ceilings, scattering golden light like shattered stars across the room. The walls shimmered with textured gold panels, accented by ivory marbling that glowed softly under ambient lighting.A pristine red carpet stretched the length of the floor, bordered by intricate black and silver patterns that whispered of luxury.Tables were draped in velvet cloths the color of deep wine, each topped with towering centerpieces of rare orchids, flickering candelabras, and finely cut crystal glassware.Waiters moved like clockwork in tailored suits, offering glasses of vintage champagne. The soft hum of classical music played by a live string quart
Becca walked out of the building and shut the door behind her—exhaustion evidently written all over her face. She turned her phone on, she had just been paid. She had saved enough and hoped that at least she could get her mum treated.As she walked tucked her phone in her purse, the night wind blowing her hair making her wrap her hands around herself. Noah couldn't pick her up, he claimed to be engaged that evening and Zayne, she hadn't heard from him since, luckily for her, her house wasn't that far from her workplace.In minutes she reached the front of the old building, Kelsey could be seen—pacing restlessly. When Becca saw her, she ran to her, worry lines creased her forehead."What's wrong?" She asked, agitated. Kelsey hesitated, contemplating weather to speak or not. She couldn't keep it a secret for too long so she let out a breath before speaking."It's your mother." She whispered and Becca's eyes widened. "What happened to my mother?" She rasped, her mind racing with possible
"Ooh, I see an Ice cream truck! Let's go!" Becca said as she pulled Noah off the park bench. He followed with a chuckle. The reached the truck and Becca ordered a rocky road ice-cream while he went a simple Vanilla one. He payed and they walked back to the bench to sit. "You're still obsessed with Rocky road?" He chuckled, taking a small lick of his ice cream. She rolled her eyes. "Obsessed is an understatement!" He laughed and the sound made her heart race. He was so handsome when he laughed, she wished she could see him like those everyday. "See, it isn't that bad without Sasha?" Becca said, taking in a huge amount of ice cream. His face fell when she said Sasha and she rolled her eyes. "Why are you so upset when I mention Sasha? Aren't we doing this so that you'll try to get over her?" She frowned. "I know, it's just that. I miss her." His voice dropped—it was now low and tender. "I miss the times we hung out with each other, I remember vividly that her favourite ice
It was like the air around them froze, Vernon stared at her with somewhat hurt in his eyes, Tessa noticed but still kept her cool. “How could you do that to my father?” She snapped her voice broke from anger. He remained silent, watching her this look in his eyes. “Answer me!” She yelled as she bolted to him, grabbed his shirt. “I told you didn't I?” He finally spoke, with this smirk on his face, his left cheek red from the slap she gave him. “I own you, and no one has no right to touch you, you belong to me? Didn't I make that clear? You stupid father dared to that and I ended him!” He snapped her hands off. “And also, I did you a favour, try to be appreciative.” The fire and anger in her eyes deepened. He killed her father, yes he was a lunatic—amongst others an asshole, but he was still her dad, there were still times he was good to her all of sudden he became deranged and wanted to sleep with her but still he was still the man who read her bed time stories when she l
Vernon threw the knife to the side and walked out of the room. The guard from earlier was at the door his grip on his gun tightened when he saw the blood on Vernon's clothes. Vernon turned to him. “Burn that body and bring me it's ashes!” The guard nodded and walked into the room, as soon as Vernon left and what he saw, would scar him for life. Vernon walked into his room and peeled the shirt from his body, leaving him in just his underwear. He picked his tablet and flipped through until he reached the a video footage of when he killed Cameron and sent it to the one person he knew could have sent him—Tamlin. He added a chilling message. “Send more, I enjoyed killing this one” He clicked send and tossed his tablet on the couch. His face had shown in the clip and he could get arrested if Tamlin sent it to the police and his reputation would get ruined but did he care? Absolutely Not. Why was he doing this? He didn't even know but one thing he was sure of was, no one was al
Tessa sat beside Nick in the hospital ward, her eyes fixed on his weak form on the bed. She was always getting him hurt and honestly, she didn't like it. A dry sigh escaped her lips making her stand from the chair. Her phone buzzed in her pocket. It was a phone call. She slipped it out of her pocket and when she saw the caller ID, she blinked. Tamlin? Why was he calling her? She swiped green placing the phone on her ears. “Tessa, how are you?” His mocking voice peeled from the otherside, earning a frown from her. “What do you want? To get killed by Dominic again?” She smirked but Tamlin's cackle made her smirk disappear. “Dominic is dead!” He dropped the news. Her jaw dropped to the floor. “What.” She rasped. She nearly lost grip of the phone. Dominic can't be dead. Dominic? No, how could Dominic be dead? “Stop with the pranks Tamlin, is someone's life a fucking joke to you?”, she snapped. She tried to sound stable but her voice still broke. “I won't convince you swe