"Love is a game you can't win neither can you lose."
The afternoon as a tiring one for Thomas. Nothing interesting had happened apart from the fact that he had paid a Hitman he sent after a blackmailer.
The girl Claire was dumb as hell. Threatening to reveal his involvement in murders he had a hand in if he didn't relinquish the company back to the right hands.
Nathan!
He knew very very that Nathan was a threat now if Claire had even slightly revealed her research to him.
"How did she even father so much dirt against him?" He said, aside.
His phone pealed and he slid the screen to see who.
A private number. It better not be the hitman demanding more money.
"Hello?" Thomas greeted.
"Hello Mr Thomas." A baleful voice acknowledged.
"Who is this?" Thomas asked, now relaxed.
It wasn't the Hitman so who was it?
"Just someone in need of a favor."
"What kind
"If love was an object, it would be a kitchen knife."Adriana pushed away, sanity coming back to her in a rush."Nathan, if we cross this line, there's no going back."Seeing he did not care, she walked out on him."Wait, Adriana!" He begged following closely.Adriana turned to face him, her eyes basked in tears."Why me? I've always hated you and I'm sure the feeling was mutual.""For some time, yes but when I was with you Adriana, I felt somethingthat I haven't felt in a long time.""What did you feel?" She asked, more in a hush."I felt loved."Adriana burst into a fit of laughter making her cheeks huge."I've always had fantasies of what it would be like if we met differently, if I wasn't a bitch and you never met my father.""But it can be different now. I'll say it again Adriana, I've never felt this way for anyone before. I just want you in my life."By this time, they were already ne
"Ever heard the tale of Cain and Abel?"12:00 AM THE D-DAYAdriana tried calling one more time. She had been at it all night and was exhausted. She didn't even realize she had slept despite all means she had tried not to.The number you are trying to call is currently switched off.She angrily tossed her phone on the bed. The force made it boomerang back at her. It hit the ground before she could catch it, sending a loud echo in the room that killed the silence."What do I even care?" She ranted to herself."I need some sleep. I'll think about it tomorrow." She muttered to herself.She laid on the bed and cleaned her eyes to get some sleep.Just then, her cracked phone lit up. Silent but someone was calling. Nathan was calling.7:00 AMThomas hovered over his daughter.His shadow making her subconscious sense she was in danger and she roused."Dad? What are you do
Three years later(somewhere in Mexico)"Ema." Someone called from inside a thatched cottage.The sun was hot making the fire the woman was tending to burn faster."Ema! Come help me." The woman dressed in a white shirt stained with Ash and coal.Her hair a mess of black and grey. Sweat making them stick to her forehead.She coughed a little and reached out to her fan which she kept close to keep the embers of wood burning."Coming Mom." A voice rang from outside, soft yet loud like a clarinet.A young girl in her early twenties rushed to the old woman who called for her."Mom, I don't want to cook. The farm is much fun.""Yes. Digging and getting all those nails dirty is fun. It would have been better if you came as a boy." Her mother mocked."Help me with the melon seeds. Your Dad will be back from the city soon and you know how hunger he'll be.""I know Mom." The young lady shru
"The sun said to the moon, I'll burn you.""Ema!" Her father's voice resonated in the small house and even escaping outside.The bathroom the whole community shared was a terrible place to be in the morning.It was worse than Ema was the fifteenth person entering.It was still lucky though. The last person would have nightmares even while awake.Why didn't I go in the morning?Water was scarce and she didn't want to go far off as early as six.At long last, the person using the bathroom got out. His face was twisted in disgust and Ema could only imagine her turn for worse."Slowpoke, Move it!"Ema ignored the bastard and walked in.The first thing she faced when she entered was the slippery floor.She counted herself lucky for being to keep standing.She got her sponge and dropped her bucket filled to the brim with water and prayed to the heavens that she could
"The devil once said to the damsel,'You lookravishing'""Are you alright?" Ema asked the dumbstruck man."I think we've met before. Have we?"Who was this man? Was he trying to flirt or something?Ema wondered."I don't think we've met before. I spent all of my life In the village.""Oh," Rodriguez uttered, still displaced."Pardon me, I have to go."The man then walked off. Ema thought it was quite odd."Did I do anything wrong?""No." Mr Contreras replied," just drop that there."Ema Dropped the heavy merchandise she was carrying and proceeded outside.The man had really messed with her and the nameAdrianawas stuck inside her head.Did she have a lookalike?Her Dad joined her soon after to get more wood. He saw how disturbed Ema was and asked,"Are you alright?""Yes, Dad. Just a bit unsettled. Your boss was all over be like he
"They met in their other life, Only this time they might live."Ema gaped at the subtle dressed man.He was clad in a white shirt and black jeans also sporting a timberland. Of the Jean was a pencil, it would have suited him better.He ran towards her with the glee of a child, his eyes bright like a child that just saw his best friend after a long night."Adriana." He said again.Ema studied him. He had the joy only a child could have. He also acted immature.He was literally playing with her hands and his voice—it was just oddly childish."Do I know you?"Someone ran towards Ema breathless."I'm so sorry." The woman apologized and grabbed Nathan by the arm."Let's go." She spat in between her teeth.She seemed irritated with the man."Butif I leave her, The bad man will kill her again."He refused to let Ema's hands go."Leave me!" He snapped at the woman.Ema saw it as a
"When Snow-White was reincarnated, She killed her enemy. It wasn't the Queen, It was her bastard father."Ema woke up trying to get a hold of where she might be. The beeping monitor close to her and the mask to her face told her where.An image flashed in her mind again, giving her the worst headache she could ever imagine.That man in the car!Ema couldn't just take her mims off the man's face. It kept on replaying in her head.She got up from the bed getting a sharp pain from her foolish move.She was on drip medication.What happened?The ward door opened and her father's gloomy face peeped inside."I see you are awake.""What happened?" Ema asked her father, resting back to the hard bed now that she knew it wasn't an accident."You fainted seeing that man.""Why?"I wish I knew Ema."The doctor said your memories after the accident might be returning. Do you remember an
Ema spun around like a drunk lad. Her head being bombarded with the erased files her rusty SD-Card forgot.The shooting, The man, he had to be here to finish the job.Ema landed on the dining crashing the cheap vase that adorned the plain table.It obviously caught the attention of her parents. They rushed in to see their daughter unconscious."Ema! Are you alright?" Her mother laid a palm over her head, yet no reply.The men at the door knocked again, this time, the edges almost rooted out, if they continued this way, the house might even collapse."Open this door!" The men outside commanded.