Charlotte arrived breathlessly at his door. It'd taken a lot of guys to admit to her fault and finally make the trip here but in the end, she decided that it was all worth it. She was never really welcome back at Edmund's house anyway. At least here, she had a man that loved her, a man that wanted to be with her and most of all, a man that was determined to take care of her.Those were things that Edmund could never ever do for her. So, her fall was a blessing in disguise. At least now she'd get to love her truth and loving her truth wasn't as hard as the lies she'd been trying to keep up with all along.She didn't bother to knock on his door. He barely went anywhere these days. He just stayed at home and read all the books on his shelf. When she was around, they would make love from sunrise to sunset.As happy as she was about this new development, she still had her doubts about the new life that he'd adopted for himself. Would he be able to take care of her if he continued to live
The man slipped out of the door unnoticed, feet barely touching the ground as he struggled to make it out of there without making a sound.Just a few meters away behind him, Jerry Ishag's body lay lifeless, his face bent over on the table. He'd died with tears rolling down his face.A part of him felt guilty for what he'd done but there was no undoing his action neither was there another option. It was a dog-eat-dog world. You either ate or got eaten. If he chose to disobey the order that had come for him to kill Jerry, that would be him signing his death warrant with his own hands.It was best to obey and stay alive to fight another day. The image of Jerry lying helplessly while the poison worked inside his body, killing him slowly was certainly going to haunt him for life. But Andre had no regrets, only guilt. Even if he'd refused to get the job done, another person would have been hired to finish Jerry off once and for all. And afterwards, come after him.By killing him, he'd save
All around the garden, black umbrellas formed pinnacle of covering over the over hundred people that had come to witness the lowering of her coffin to the ground.It was unarguably the most horrifying scene that Emily had ever witnessed. It was hard to just stand there and not shed tears while the burial proceedings for Dre Sinclair who was amongst other things, her friend was ongoing. She thought she had her acts together all this time. Not even when the priest had delivered a pitiful sermon about how people ought to lead good lives when they were alive so that when they died like Dre had just done, their spirit would not be filled with regret, had Emily shed a single tear.The high point of the event was when everyone was led to the graveside, dug in the middle of a beautiful garden. It was just the kind of place that Dre would have wanted to rest in, had she been alive to make her decision. A place filled with so much calmness and serenity, where she would forever commune with th
Seeing Edmund jump down from his jeep and advancing towards her like some maniac made her blood to suddenly stop flowing. She stood rooted at the spot and plotted her next move.Directly across from her, Jason was standing on his own, waiting for her. No matter the direction that Edmund came from, he was going to see him.There was no need to run away. Edmund didn't look like he was going to back away easily. The only decision she now saw was to stand back and contend with him or maybe reason with him.They didn't have to cause a scene here. In fact, if Edmund cooperated, no one would have to know what the problem with them was.As Edmund continued to take quick strides to reach her, all her hopes of reasoning with him evaporated into thin air.Edmund didn't look anything like the Edmund she knew. He wore nothing else but a fades shirt that shouldn't have been seen outside and a pair of trousers that were at least two sizes smaller than him.He looked even worse. His facial hair was s
Life had suddenly turned good for Emily. It was barely a week into her engagement and the soles of her feet had stepped into more bridal shops than she'd stepped into restaurants in her entire life.It wasn't exactly her fault. Jason wanted a quick wedding. The wait was killing him and he needed the wedding to be over and dine with in no time. He'd reintroduced her to his family and his mother had even begun warming up to her, despite her earlier cold feelings towards her.Emily wasn't sure whether it was the universe that was tired of seeing her suffering and had decided to make things better for her or it was just purely out of merit but whatever it was, she was grateful for it.Today, she was going to go with Mia and her soon-to-be mother-in-law, Mrs. Wendy Campbell to yet another boutique that had a bridal shop to pick a wedding dress.The boutique was owned by one of Mrs. Campbell's influential friends. She was going to take the ladies there to show them around and also catch up
Mr. Gary Peterson held the phone closer to his ears, giving it a firm grip. His eyes twinkled in disbelief as he listened to what the person on the other line was saying. It didn't make sense. None of this made sense."So, you're saying that I cannot lay my hands on this document anymore because my enemy has it?" He asked, finally finding his voice."I warned you," The voice on the other side of the line said, "This was your very last lifeline and you blew it. Edmund Hamilton has the list now. There's nothing much I can do to help you from here."Mr. Gary Peterson began to pace through the empty space in his office, rubbing his forehead. His head was beginning to heat up."So, this is it. SkyNet is gone," He said, his voice filled with grief.There was a momentary silence on the line."Maybe not."Mr. Peterson stopped abruptly at the spot. He was sure he must have misheard something. "What?"He heard the man heave on the line."Well, you could steal it from Edmund. The document, I me
She had never met the famous billionaire CEO before but she'd seen his pictures severally on the television and in magazines. He even had a section dedicated to him on the tabloids where his weekly activities as the co-CEO of Sheraton Group of Companies were discussed.His father was the famous Gary Hamilton, who was popular for being among the richest businessmen in the city. Sheraton Group of Companies had grown over the years to surpass even the companies it had come to meet, SkyNet being one of them.His name was Edmund Hamilton, the billionaire's only son and heir. He had a face that looked like it was carved by angels and a body that looked like it was sculpted by a god. She knew that much because she read his section on the tabloid every week and as she did so, she fantasised about being with him. But she knew it was a pipe dream. At twenty-five, Emily Peterson was a little above five feet with a slim, curvy body. Her skin had the exotic look of someone who had been out at the
Her heels rattled down the hallway as she tried to find his way to her room. The receptionist downstairs had been more than ready to let her into his room. Not surprising. The billionaire playboy must have frequented this place with numerous women whom he barely knew their names.It's just a mission, Emily told herself as she approached The room. All I have to do is have sex with him and secure my place as his personal assistant, steal from him and leave him forever. He's never even going to see it coming. She had no idea how much longer she would keep crossing paths with Edmund Hamilton. She reached the door that had the number on the card that the receptionist had given to her. Emily lingered for a moment, preparing herself for what she was getting into.Her cheeks burned and a lump settled on her throat. What if he didn't like her? She pushed the thoughts away a moment later and slid the card before the sensor. The door hissed open. She was not at all ready for the first image she