LOGIN“ What time are you meant to be here?”
“Sir, I was…” “What time…” he interrupted “...are you meant to be here?” He repeated “ 8 0 clock Sir but there was…” “You are fired,” Victor said, his eyes fixed on the screen of his laptop. “Get out of my office” he said and the man turned to leave his office. Seth was tending at the other side of the office arranging some more documents into the shelf. “ Seth, what time is my meeting scheduled for?” he asked. “ Exactly 10 o clock,Sir” Seth said and Victor shut his laptop, checked his wristwatch as he stood up. “Get a replacement for that nitwit…” “ Done already, she'll be here before 10” “ A she?” Victor paused “ I don't want a she” “ She came highly recommended and …” “ I don't want a she, Seth” he repeated walking to the door and Seth followed after packing the needed documents into his bag. “ Alright Sir.” Seth said “ I want to kingtone, Sephora corporation and AllGem document reviewed and placed on my table by the time I get back, those documents on my table arranged according to the date of application “Victor ordered walking to the elevator. “ Am I staying back?” Seth asked and Victor turned to him. “You are coming with me” “ Then who will do all that?” Seth asked, frustrated. “ The new secretary” “ You just said you don't want a she” Seth replied “ Get a he” Victor fired at him. “ I can't get a he within this short period, Don” Seth said and Victor frowned “ Sir” he corrected himself. “ Fine, she'll work for a month” Victor turned and Seth stepped forward punching in the number. The elevator opened and they got in with Seth delivering the information to the communication board. Victor stood as the elevator decended. A minute later, the elevator opened and they stepped out, Seth walking behind him and clicking out Victor's schedule. “ Sir, the meeting with the Smith clashed with the keystone so I postpone the Smiths” Seth said. “ cancel the keystone out, I changed my mind about working with them and the Smith, reschedule it to this afternoon.” Victor said then paused as his eyes caught a lady hurrying to his receptionist and then to an elevator. She held strong resemblance to the lady he had a night stand with and had rejected his money but he strongly believed she wasn't the one. What could she be searching for on his company? “Is everything okay, Sir?” Seth asked and he nodded heading straight out of the corporation. ### “Damn, the time” Isabella enclaimed as her eyes brushed the time board when Delaney pulled into the company's car park, she dropped the bagel and took a tissues to clean her mouth. “ Relax Isa, it is on or before ten and it's still eleven minutes to 10” “ First impression matters, Delan” Isabella said, picking her bag and getting out. “ I will be her for a while, I can't bear this hunger anymore. Best of luck, bestieeee” Delaney sqeeled and laughed at how Isabella hurried into the company. She brought her breakfast and started feeding on it when her eyes caught the glassy door of the cooperation opening again and it was a very breathtakingly handsome man dressed in suit walking out . She was fascinated by how his walks radiates power, tranquility and peace and she oddly thought he looked familiar until her eyes fell on the equally attractive man with very sharp features walking out with him. She recognized him instantly, he was the man that had acted like she wasn't that much of a charm. Delaney dropped her bagel and did a quick touch-up of her make-up before attempting to get down and approach him again when her phone started ringing. It was her manager. She scoffed, saw them standing and discussing. She took the call impatiently. “What?!!” She said immediately into the phone “ Delaney, the ceo locked her inhaler inside her office and now she's having a crisis” “What?” She was shocked,keyed the car immediately. “Her car is faulty, you have the extra key and…” “I'm on my way” Delaney groaned kissing away an opportunity to woe her dream man. ### “So, this is your office” the lady in charge to guide her said to you” the lady said and walked away. Isabella watched her leave before she sat into her very comfortable swivel chair. Kade Enterprise was a big cooperation in Los Angeles with many branches all around the world and she was opportune to be the secretary to the President. She scanned the communication board with her membership card as instructed and then a list of instructions sprung to the screen. It definitely wasn't meant for her. She put the communication board off and relaxed back into her seat trying to relax before she begin the day. From the lady that had given her a tour of the upper floor, the president sure came off as a ruthless, heartless, inconsiderate, and boring person. After few minutes, Isabella was bored so she unlocked the communication board again and read the lists of instructions under which was assigned to the new secretary,her. She got up, and walked to the president's office. Her eyes catching the elevator by the side. The president had a personal elevator. She got into his office, it was spacious and bigger that her whole house also modestly equiped, a shelf of documents, a set of furniture,his mahogany table and behind it was his seat. Isabella went over to seat on his executive leather chair, twirled it and watched the views through the wall to floor glass. Later on, Isabella explored the office before switched to working and taking out every instruction one after the other. At noon, she got tired and went to the couch. while reading a newspaper as she rests, Isabella drifted into a short nap. Hushed voices woke Isabella from her nap, she jumped up seeing two men standing and staring at her . “ I am sorry sir, I did not not mean to…” her system kicked before she could finish her apology and she pushed through them and to the toilet to throw up. Once inside the toilet, Isabella washed her face while cursing at herself for the begel she took and job she would lose even before getting it. Why would she fall asleep? The salary was five times better than her previous and she started cursing at herself for her recklessness. “ Are you okay?” A masculine voice asked and she stiffened, why was he bothered when she was going to get fired. “ Yes sir” she replied, reprimanded herself once more before stepping out of the toilet and trying to keep her head down. It was awkward, she was nervous. “ Sir, I…” “Why did you sit on my chair?” the question caught her off guard. “What?” She enclaimed and looked up only to see Victor Kade, the man from her night stand, staring at her with clear irritation and disgust on his face.Victor stood beside the car, the cool evening air doing little to settle the tremor in his hands. The phone, an unfamiliar model Isabella had handed him moments ago, vibrated. “It’s him, Victor,” she had whispered, her eyes wide with an unspoken plea. Fifteen years. Fifteen years since he heard that voice. He pressed it to his ear, his heart hammering against his ribs.“Felix?” His voice was a raw croak, barely recognizable even to him.A beat of static, then a low chuckle. “Took you long enough, fratello.”The sound resonated deep inside him, a long-buried chord finally struck. Tears stung his eyes, hot and unexpected. “I… I thought you were dead, Felix. Daniel Re—”“I know what Daniel said, Victor,” he interrupted gently, his tone surprisingly devoid of malice. “I heard the stories. You shouldn’t blame yourself for believing him. He was convincing, our Daniel. Always was.”Victor’s breath hitched. “But… the blood, the confirmation, the funeral… I saw it all.”“And you accepted it, l
Victor walked out of the visitor room, pulling the door shut behind him with a soft click. Isabella deserved her privacy, a moment with her father without his presence complicating things further. The corridor was quiet, long, and sterile, the fluorescent lights humming overhead. He leaned against the cool wall, staring at the polished linoleum floor, his thoughts a jumbled mess of apprehension and a strange, unfamiliar hope.Minutes stretched into what felt like an hour. His foot tapped a restless rhythm. Then, a shadow fell over him. He looked up. Malik stood there, his face unreadable, his dark eyes locked on his.“Victor,” he said, his voice a low rumble. It wasn't a greeting so much as a statement of fact.“Malik,” Victor replied, nodding. For decades, their encounters had been tense, fraught with unspoken threats. Now, something different hung between them – a shared exhaustion, maybe.He gestured down the hall. “Felix is tired. He needs rest after this.”“I can imagine,” Victor
The sterile scent of antiseptic hit her first, a cold, sharp note that cut through the humid summer air as Dr. Petrovich led them down the gleaming hallway. Jason walked beside her, his hand a warm weight on her lower back, a silent anchor. They passed a glass-walled common room, and her breath hitched. There, through the clear pane, she was.Her mother, Valeria, sat in an overstuffed armchair, a cup of tea balanced in her hands. Her posture was relaxed, almost serene. And across from her, leaning forward slightly, was Malik Zacchaeous. The man who had haunted Isabella’s nightmares, the phantom limb of her father’s disappearance. But the fear that used to contort her mother’s features whenever his name was whispered was gone, replaced by an unsettling calm. There was no tension in the air, no silent battle of wills. It was just… a conversation.“Mom?” The word was barely a whisper as the doctor opened the door, ushering them inside.Valeria’s head snapped up, and a radiant smile broke
The words felt thick, a foreign language in his mouth. Victor watched Isabella’s face as he spoke, trying to gauge if she found it as impossible as he did. “He… Malik said Felix. Your father. He’s alive.”Isabella stared, her lips slightly parted. The hum of the city outside felt miles away. “Alive? Victor, what are you talking about?” Her voice was a whisper, laced with an edge of disbelief and fear.“He said,” he started again, forcing himself to repeat Malik’s astonishing claim, “that fifteen years ago, when the attack happened, Malik ordered his own men to stop. Before they killed him. Felix was… gravely injured. Malik moved him. To a private rehabilitation facility. Outside Rome.” His eyes went to Daniel, who stood stiff and pale by the window. He hadn’t said a word since Victor finished speaking with Malik moments ago.Isabella shook her head, a slow, deliberate movement. “No. No, that’s not possible. I saw the news reports. Everyone said…”“Malik claims he was given a false ide
The phone vibrated in Isabella’s hand, Valeria’s name flashing on the screen. Her stomach twisted. She answered, her heart already hammering against her ribs. “Mama? What is it? Are you okay?”“Isabella.” Her mother’s voice was tight, thin with alarm. “There’s a man here. Malik. Malik Zacchaeus. He says Victor sent him. To… to protect me.”Her breath hitched. Malik. Here. Now. She didn’t waste a second. “Put me on speaker, Mama. Now.”A soft click, then the faint echo of her voice confirming the speaker was on. Isabella looked at Kevin, his face already pale. Riven and Daniel Reese stood beside him, their expressions a mix of confusion and building dread.“Malik Zacchaeus?” Riven murmured, eyes widening.Kevin stepped forward, his jaw tight. “No. My father wouldn’t. He promised Felix. He’d never… never harm Valeria.” He looked at Isabella, a desperate plea in his eyes. “He promised. This isn't him. Not like this.”“He might not have intended harm, Kevin,” Isabella countered, her voice
Isabella watched the stranger, trying to make sense of the wild claim he had just made. He took a hesitant step closer, his eyes pleading for understanding.“My name is Daniel Reese,” he said, his voice raw. “I was Felix Hart’s oldest friend. And his greatest betrayal.”Her breath hitched. The words felt like sandpaper on her throat, scratching at something she didn't even know existed. “What are you talking about?” she managed, her voice barely a whisper.He wrung his hands, his gaze dropping to the floor. “Felix and I grew up together. Joined the Sable Communion as teenagers. Fought side-by-side for decades. We were brothers, Isabella. Closer than blood.” He paused, looking up, and for a fleeting second, she saw a ghostly resemblance to her father in the shape of his jaw, the set of his troubled eyes. It made her stomach churn.“Felix,” he continued, “he always believed people could change. He saw a path to peace, even with Malik, with the Zacchaeous family. He’d talk about it every
“Mom… Mom” Isabella called as she walked out of her room, she woke up minutes ago and didn't find her mother in bed. She walked to the kitchen,it was empty and Isabella prayed it wasn't her fear creeping in. Valerie had , her eyes drifted to her door. Valeria was gone. She ran to the room, her eyes
Her apartment bell ringing made Isabella cleaned her hand and walked to the door. “ Delaney, you'll spoil my doorbell one…” she opened the door and it was Valerie standing there, her eyes swollen and resting by her door looking sick. Isa sucked in her words and helped Valerie into her house, lock
Isabella turned around at the sound of her phone ringing. She could feel it being handed to her, but she didn't care; it had to be Delaney. She picked the call immediately.“Hello,” she said sleepily, her eyes still closed.“Sister, did you remember the textbook I told you about last week? Today is
IT ALL STARTED IN ROME, 2010He walked among the dead bodies in the park, his eyes searching every single familiar face.“Sir, we need to leave,” Nicholas said as he followed him, but Victor Kade raised a hand to stop him from getting close. He saw his very close friend and squatted next to him, wa







