Lennox's first day at work was like a calm river flowing steadily. The files on his desk had been like a treasure trove of information, waiting to be discovered.He found himself caught up in a whirlwind of activity, sifting through files and assisting Jerika through a maze of meetings and presentations. Every department of the company was extremely busy with the launch coming up in two days time.The subsequent times Lennox had dashed into Jerika's office, he had felt like he was entering a fortress. She always at her desk, eyes fixed on the computer screen, fingers clicking away at the keyboard. Each time he asked a question, her responses were always curt and to the point; she didn't even look up from her screen.As they went to various meetings, her cold aura only intensified. He noticed she exuded an authority that made everyone around her feel like they were walking on eggshells.Fo
"You look astonishing, ma'am," Mr Luther had complimented, sitting in the front seat of Jerika's moving car. Jerika didn't bat a lid at him, she didn't care. There were two other cars behind her, and Lennox was in one of them.After what felt like an eternity to Jerika, they got to the venue of the event. The gates loomed before them, and Jerika's convoy drove in, the sound of the engines echoing off the walls. The sight of her convoy driving in was all it took to set the press men off, they swarmed towards her cars like a pack of hungry wolves. Their cameras flashed in a frenzy. However, her securities dressed in black suits and dark shades, came out first from the second and third cars, forming a human barricade around her. With their muscular build and no-nonsense attitude, they quickly limited the press men, holding them back with firm but gentle hands.Lennox got the door opened for her, and gently, Jerika stepped out, her head held high. "Just a word, Miss Jerika!""Could you
Jerika's brow furrowed as she turned to the direction of the voice and found Reagan staggering in. What?Surprise crept into her face, as well as the faces of the guests. He was casually garbed in a pair of black pants and a white top that had alcohol stains on it. His eyes rimmed with red and were baggy, giving her a hint of how much he'd been drinking, and probably sulking.'Why was he looking that way? Who let him in?' she pondered.He took staggering steps towards her, making the press redirect their cameras to him. Swiftly, Jerika's securities sprang into Reagan's way, restricting him from going any further."No. No. Let me go. Don't you know who I am? I'm her P.A" he spoke dizzily, pointing at Jerika."Yes, I'm sure I know this guy. He used to follow her around.""That's Reagan, right?""Did he get fired? I was won
It happened so fast. The raucous sound of the gunshot happened so fast. Screams and unsettlement had erupted from the people around as they all skittered to take cover. Jerika had been pushed. She couldn't explain what happened. Just before the gunshot, she had been pushed by someone from behind. She knew it wouldn't be any of the press people, it had to be one of her own people. She had been made to deck and fall on the body of one of her securities. And by the time she turned to see who had pushed her, it turned out to be Lennox. Her cold eyes glinted, seeing he had been shot. In that split second, her mind went blank, and her body tensed up. He was still on his feet, his eyes staring at her. That instance, the world around Jerika seemed to come to a standstill. The wind seized to blow and the sounds of the unsettled people trying to escape the scene, faded away. She felt her cold heart stop beating when she realized what had happened. He had taken the bullet in her place?Gradu
The morning sky was thick with dark clouds, heavy with the weight of the rainfall that had come down all night. The room, shrouded in a dim, grey light, was filled with cold air that mixed with the scent of rain and lingered in every corner.Jerika laid on the cold floor, her eyes opened but her body barely moving. Her room was a mess with books, papers and cosmetic items scattered all over, due to her frantic search for her headphones the previous night.She laid there, feeling powerless and not having the strength to lift a finger. The rain had drained her, her nightmare had drained her.Her phone rang and beeped endlessly from the bed, but none of it was enough to get her on her feet. She remained there for a long time, until a knock came on her door."Ma'am? Are you awake? Are you in?" Isabelle's voice came shortly.Jerika wasn't surprised that the lad
Lennox had his head leaned on the rolled-up window glass as Raina controlled the steering. The city busied with a lot of people and activities and calmly, he just watched. It's been four days since the shooting incidence happened, four days since he's been at the hospital. He was most relieved to finally leave the hospital. From time to time, Raina kept stealing glances at him, seeming like she was holding back from saying the disturbing words she had lurking at the tip of her lips. Lennox noticed but didn't bother to look at her. Finally, she said: "Grandpa is very mad at you."Lennox heaved a sigh and simply adjusted his head on the glass. He still didn't look at her. "I know," he muttered. And he was ready for it. For the past four days, they didn't stop calling endlessly. He was actually thankful they didn't show up at the hospital. "Those wolves are really shameless, you know" Raina huffed, her eyes on the road. "I can't believe the so-called Jerika couldn't even show up to
Sullivan stopped his car in front of the unfenced house. Still seated, he surveyed the environment for securities. There seemed to be no armed guards around.He looked into his car's mirror, brushed his hair so it looked good enough, and puffed out some air before leaving the car.Jerika Krester; he was determined to bring her down. Hopefully, this visit he was about make would bring him a solution.Inserting his hands in his trouser pockets, he walked towards the apartment.Sullivan glanced left and right as he headed for the apartment. The street was enshrouded in darkness and quietness, with only the occasional glimmer from neighboring houses casting a gentle glow.He knocked on the marble door and glanced left and right again, awaiting a response. When no response came, he knocked again. It actually baffled him that the old man chose an apartment as small as
Lennox's mind was a little stunned by Jerika's offer. Was she really offering him a blank cheque?For a moment, he just stood there, lost in her gaze. Then he lowered his eyes and chuckled. Jerika was baffled. Why the hell was he chuckling?"I appreciate the offer, Alpha Jerika, but if it's possible, can my blank cheque be reserved for later?" Lennox inquired and watched discomfort creep into Jerika's brows."And why's that?" She asked."Well, I just don't know what to ask for now. Perhaps, I could have a better request later on. A blank check can be reserved, right?"Jerika backed away from her desk and reclined in her seat. "I can't guarantee if the blank check would still be available, but we might just have to see about that, Mr. Lennox," she answered curtly. "I understand. Thank you, Alpha." Lennox left afterward. ****†****†****†****†****†Sullivan's eyes darted around the bleak waiting room, taking in the sparse furnishings and peeling wallpaper. His fingers drummed anxiousl