Ariel was exhausted. It was another day of working past her work hours. Almost every member of the marketing team had piled uncompiled research papers on her desk. She was still not done. Feeling sleepy, she clicked away on the keyboard so she won't have to work much the following day. Her role was becoming clear, cruel Axel had hired her to become the company's errand girl. The huge office building was almost empty, only the occasional clicking of her keyboard and the silent hum of the electronic appliances in the office could be heard. The time displayed on her phone screen alarm her senses. Marie had gotten her a new cell phone. At this point, she was like the mother she never had. Ariel skims through the pile of papers left and decides to pile them up. She set them aside on her desk and dismissed for the day. The air was chilly, she could still smell the petrichor the rain had left behind. Although it was night, the city buzzed with activity. The psychedelic lights at the
Launching forward, she slaps her son hard on his face. He cups his burning cheek with left hand in confusion. “How dare you disgrace me this way before everyone?!.” Calista yells. “Bianca has been nothing but a good woman to you, you dare repay her this way.” Bianca sobs from the sofa where she sat. Calista had come to vent after hearing her run away daughter in-law was back. She had encouraged her son to marry Bianca, their wedding was going to put their family on a high pedestal. Ever since her husband passed away, she wanted nothing more than to continue his legacy. She had despised Ariel, her son's ex fiance who was nothing more than a wretched orphan and a mere delivery girl with no class or a place in society. “I swear mother, I dont know that lady.” “I have no idea who she is.” “You embarrassed our family before our associates and all my friends. Our stocks are going down. How do you intend to fix this?.”“I'll find her and fix everything, I was
“From your parents sir.” Gregory hands a wooden box wrapped in gold silk to Axel who was holding a tab. He had been occupied before Gregory came. “Open it.” He commands.Gregory obediently unwraps the silk carefully with his gloves on, and opens the box. He lifts an oblong shaped burgundy wine. “It's a hundred years old wine sir.” Axel chuckles softly as he looks at the ground below from the pogdao. “They never fail to outdo themselves.” Mr Gregory smiles with pity for the old couple. Mr and Mrs Wilbury had lost their only son Scott Wilbury shortly after he was born fifty years ago.Coupled with their inability to ever conceive children, Axel had bought their late son’s identity. He lived as a son of different wealthy families every century. And this time, it was Mr and Mrs Wilburys turn. But Mr and Mrs Wilbury had grown too fond of him, they took him as their son and tried to come close but he kept pushing them away. He had turned down their invitations to dinner, balls, b
She turned back in anger to see Axel standing behind her. Time seemed to had frozen, the drops of water that were falling from a guest’s cup was suspended in the air, everyone was in a statue-like position, even the wind froze. The garden was still. The music stopped. The birds in the air had paused mid-flight. Time had stopped, holding the moment like a breath that never ends. Axel had frozen time, Ariel's eyes widened in surprise. Marie was telling the truth all along, he was a god. She could feel his anger from his glare, he was mad about something, she didn't know what yet. He snapped his finger and time unfroze. Ariel watched the proceedings in confusion. Everything and everyone reverted back to how they were before she crashed the wedding. “You're very smart to think they act alone.” He said sarcastically. “What did you do?.” She demanded. Her voice was low and teary with an angry undertone. “I recognize those two from the boat, I don't know what went down before now, but av
The smart TV came on with a command. Ariel propped up the fluffy Arabian pillow on her king sized Arabian duvet covered bed, and rest her back on it in excitement. She grabbed her popcorn and switched to a music channel. Life after her near death encounter had been miserable. She fell into depression when she realized how powerless she was, and the fact she could be easily trampled on with no money. She had put no plan in place to make sure Axel helps her get revenge. She never made him understand he was going to help her. Instead she was stuck in a cramped office in his company that always left an aching feeling in her legs after work each day. She stuffed her face with popcorn and watched the E-news on the screen. So far, the bts shows of her favorite movies were entertaining. The E-news program began shortly after. An actor had passed away, and a band were splitting. “Typical.” She muttered as four boy band members took a bow and left the stage while their female fans cried. All
“We need to go to Pepa sir, I'm afraid it's urgent.” “The office at Pepa would have to undergo a Confidential R&D. We'll be developing suitable techniques for our shoes, materials, and processes that require secrecy and direct control. The leather factory at Singapore seeks to collaborate. We have to manufacture a few samples with them so our leather company can expand as well.” “It's is the only wing that is yet to become a global sensation. The frail elderly bespectacled man suggests with a hint of urgency in his voice. “Our company is a chain for a reason, our boss has no direct business with Pepa.” Another board member countered the silent Mr Edward. He turns to Axel who was seated at the head of the lengthy conference table and spinning the swivel chair around — legs crossed. He was subtly enjoying the argument. Axel was different from Tyrese, the god of war. But he enjoyed chaos. All eyes were fixed on him, he was the one who gets to make the final decision. Axel looks