تسجيل الدخولThe man at the hotel room sat deeply focused. He had been watching the press conference on his laptop, sipping on a glass of red wine.Just as the news showed Damien walking off the podium after making his statement, he crushed the wine glass he held in his hand, the wine glass cut him badly, blood trickled down his hand from the injury.The woman with him in the room rushed to him quickly, her face filled with panic."What have you done?" She reached for his hand, already seeing the blood pouring out, running in thin lines between his fingers. "You have hurt yourself." She grabbed a cloth from the table and pressed it to his hand. "Let me see it, let me ….."He pulled his hand away."I'm fine.""You are not fine, you are bleeding …..""I said I am fine." His voice was not loud, but it closed the conversation completely.She stepped back.He stood and reached for his phone. The screen lit up before he could unlock it.It was boldly written ‘Mum’.He stared at the name for one second,
The side door opened for the second time.The room changed immediately, the one person everyone had been waiting for finally arrived. Conversations died mid-sentence, cameras shifted to him.Damien Carrington walked in.He had changed into a new set of clothes from what he wore at the airport. His hair was neat, brushed back with a clean precision. He wore a charcoal grey suit, it was tailored to his size. His tie was a deep navy, pinned with a small silver clip. His shoes were dark and polished. He looked in every measurable way, like a man who had not been affected one bit by the video.That was the point.He walked to the podium without rushing. When he reached the microphone, he adjusted it slightly, lowering it to suit his height, tapped it twice, and looked up.For a moment, the room became rowdy, the reporters scrambled to take a good shot. It was not every time the Carrington had scandals, for some of them present in the room it would be a life changing experience for themDam
Everyone in the Carrington family had seen the news. Olivia, Gerald, Amira and Adrian called and sent messages but Damien only responded to his wife only. Gerald was not comfortable with the situation. He dialled Emilia."Father ….""What exactly are you doing to manage this situation?!!" His voice cut Emilia off immediately. Emilia pulled the phone from her ear the moment the volume rose. When his voice dropped, she brought the phone back to her ear."Father, my team is working on it. But this has spread quickly. You know how the public responds to anything involving our family. They feed on it.""Do your best to control the situation, I did not build this name for so long to let it be stained.""I know that.""Do your best and I might grant your request concerning Luca."The line went dead.Emilia squealed in excitement. She was surrounded by her crisis management team.She turned to face her team."Everyone," she said, "get busy. I want counter narratives on every platform within
Damien and Jules were still on the private jet coming back to their city not knowing the chaos that had been released. They had not gotten enough rest due to the board meeting and late nights they spent investigating the source of the problem and how to counterattack. They had switched their phones to airplane mode before takeoff and had not looked back.Both of them had put their phones on airplane mode to avoid distractions, they were deep asleep.Their flight soon landed. As soon as the flight landed, the flight attendant touched Damien's arm gently. She hesitated before doing it again, firmer this time."Sorry to wake you, sir," she said softly, "but we have arrived at our destination."Damien opened his eyes slowly. He rolled his neck, feeling the stiffness. Jules stirred on his own, sitting upright and fixing his glasses."Already?" Jules muttered, looking at his watch."Apparently," Damien said, his voice rough with sleep.The jet door opened. Damien buttoned his jacket and sm
The man in the hotel room moved a piece on the chessboard.He was not a tall man, but he carried himself with the kind of confidence that made rooms feel smaller when he entered them. He stood at the hotel window, his fingers resting in the left pocket of his pants. He looked down, he watched Damien and his assistant leave the hotel with a smirk.He pulled out his phone. “It’s time for the next plan, have a nice flight back home Damien. I hope you love my gift to you when you land”He dialed a number with a burner phone, he waited till it got answered.The call went through on the second ring."Hello, this is Carrington Global News Network on the line." The voice professional, it was the secretary on the call."I would like to speak with your boss," he said. His tone was calm. "I have some important information she might find interesting.""May I know who is calling and what this is regarding?". The secretary asked. He let the paused for a second before he continued "Tell her it conc
A man and a woman stood with a phone in their hand on loudspeaker. They were both listening intently to the recording that had been sent to them.For a moment neither of them moved, the phone sat on the table between them, screen still lit.The woman was fuming by the time the recording ended, she angrily pushed the things that were on a table nearby on the floor.Everything on the table fell down; Papers, a pen, a small decorative bowl. The flower vase hit the floor and shattered into pieces, water spreading across the tiles, the flowers scattering in every direction. She stood over the mess breathing hard, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her hands still shaking from the force of it.The man beside her did not move, he remained cool. He stood with his arms folded and a small smile appeared at the corner of his lips on his face, watching the water spread toward the edge of the rug.The woman turned and saw the smile."You are smiling?" She stared at him. "We just lost. He caught
They had reached the board members; Mr. Chen, Mrs. Kim, Mr. Davis, and several others, all holding drinks and engaged in what had probably been an intense discussion before Elena’s entrance had stopped everything.Elena turned to face them with a warm, professional smile that was worlds away from t
Elena had pushed aside most of her work documents, accepting that she wasn’t going to get much done with Adrian around. Not that she minded, his energy was infectious, and after the tension of the past few days, his lighthearted presence felt like a breath of fresh air.“So,” Elena said, settling b
Adrian stopped halfway, dropping his arms with an exaggerated pout. "One of these days, big brother, you are going to let me hug you. One of these days.""Not today," Damien said flatly, but there was the barest hint of warmth in his voice that only someone who knew him well would catch.Adrian had
The next morning, sunlight streamed through the tall windows of Elena's bedroom, painting golden patterns across the cream-colored walls. Elena stirred, her body protesting slightly from yesterday's tension, but the brightness of the new day felt like a fresh start.She stretched her arms above her







