Mike and his agent Rob went out of their hotel room in Spring Valley, not far away. They had just been in the tranquil, relaxed town for two days. They left for their 'work' as the night became darker. They arrived at a massive manufacturing facility that spanned acres. It was one of the Reiners' various bottling and food processing plants. Every night, hundreds of trucks loaded with soft drink bundles were delivered to warehouses, restaurants, stores, and hotels around the state. At the production plant, it was just another night. The trucks were loaded and ready to go on their journey. One of the supervisors, Elliot, was on the ground, inspecting the vehicles and drivers before they left for deliveries. He checked his ledger when he reached the 9th truck in the lineup. The driver and his assistant were already inside, waiting for permission to depart. He could see their faces in the faint light. The man in the driver's seat wore his long brown hair in a ponytail. He also had sidebur
Mike's phone rang as soon as he arrived in San Francisco. He had to take this call whether he liked it or not. With a disgusting look, he took the call. "Are you sure you did everything you were meant to do?" From the other end, Marilyn's sweet voice rang out. Mike said flatly, "Yes." He was enraged, but he had to keep his anger in check. He couldn't afford to get into a fight with her. "Wonderful," she responded softly, "I'll see you both at the party tomorrow, regular place." "I won't be able to make it; I have a few things to do.." Mike was about to finish when he was interrupted by another voice. "You're coming to the party, sweetheart, and don't be late!" Mike felt a shiver run down his spine when Eric's words came from the other side. Mike said, "Yes....sir." Mike was so enraged that he flung his phone across the room. Unfortunately, he couldn't do that to Eric or Marilyn. He had no choice but to obey orders or face the consequences. Sydney I awoke with a feeling unlike
Sydney After checking in and interacting with the receptionist, I proceeded to the visitor's area and sat down. After a few moments, Leah looked at me and said, "You look nervous," with a stunning look of concern on her face. "Thank you for coming along," I said, "I'm a little nervous." Leah was the only person I could confide in about my girly problems. "How is Mike doing? Has he returned yet?" I inquired. "He arrived yesterday, but he's been acting strangely since then." Leah shrugged her shoulders. "Weird?" I inquired. "When I asked him how his audition went and if he got the part, he didn't say anything. He simply stated that he was exhausted," Leah remarked. "Perhaps he didn't get the part and didn't want to discuss it?" I suggested, though I would hate to see that happen to Mike. If anyone deserved success, it would be Mike. Just then, Doctor Jeffery came out of the examination room and approached us. "Ah, Mrs Reiner, are you ready? Please come this way." I gave Leah a k
Marilyn was pleased with the progress she had made. Aiden needed to learn a valuable lesson. He had been given an opportunity, and he had snatched it away from her. Nobody has ever refused her! He had hurt her ego when he married Sydney. She'd always thought of him as hers. When they were dating, they had such a good time. He was well-to-do, attractive, and of equal standing. Her father, who had previously thought of her as a disappointment, was overjoyed when she told him Aiden was her boyfriend. Everything was going perfectly when her one mistake ruined everything. She thought back about the night when she had ended up with two guys, after a night of drunken debauchery. Those guys being Aiden's friends made things worse. It wasn't a big deal for Marilyn, she didn't realize Aiden would be so prude. Despite her pleadings, he broke up with her. Saying, he couldn't stand cheating. It was an oversight. She should have realized Aiden was too much of a man, he was jealous and possessive.
Sydney I've never been one to feel at ease at large social gatherings, but they were a crucial part of Aiden's social life. The mayor's banquet, on the other hand, was not something I wanted to attend. I slipped into my purple gown reluctantly and struggled with my hair to get it into an acceptable hairdo. Finally, I was fully costumed into an upper-crust socialite. Aiden kissed my naked shoulder and murmured, "You look wonderful." The gown had no straps. My skin was flushed pink, which matched the purple colour. "Thank you, you look very handsome, as well." I replied, "are you sure I look alright?" I inquired, my gaze fixed on our reflection in the mirror. From behind, his big frame hugged mine. He was dressed nicely in a tuxedo and looked good enough to eat. "You look wonderful, you would be the centre of attention, and I would be the most envied man at the party today." I snorted and tucked a stray curl into my hair. "You make me feel good. Perhaps I could hire a stylist to mak
Sydney We returned in silence. Aiden inquired, sensing my gloomy mood. "Do you have anything on your mind?" "No, I'm a little fatigued," I admitted, not really honestly. "I know a few methods to brighten you up, like a wonderful massage followed by a bubble bath with champagne," he said thoughtfully as he reached across and sensuously squeezed my thigh. "It sounds wonderful," I said dryly, "but I'd rather just sleep." He raised an eyebrow," really? No one refuses a body massage from me. I am quite skilled in that area." He grinned. I recalled Marilyn's words and my mood turned fouler. " I am pretty sure, you would have had a lot of practice, but right now I would prefer if you stick to driving," I said sarcastically. "If I promise to stick to driving, would you let me practise my skills on you when we get home?" He teased. I cocked my head to look at him from the side, and he smiled. He had no idea that his flirting was backfiring. I lay back and closed my eyes mumbling. "Do w
Aiden Nothing lasts forever. Hence, when life was going perfectly fine, something had to happen. Why is it that good times aren't permitted to last? I received the dreadful news early one morning and raced to the office. Pesticide residues were found in our soft drinks. "How awful is it?" I inquired of my security chief. "We don't know the extent of damage. We are still investigating. But I believe it's not an accident," said Dennis. I demanded, "Explain." "Our soft drinks were tainted, and I believe it was sabotage. A man bought our soft drinks from an Austin store last night, and soon afterwards, he complained of nausea and stomach problems. When he was brought to the emergency room, his wife phoned the police. Dieldrin, endosulfan, and heptathlon were found in his blood, all of which are hazardous to humans." "Is that man critical ?" I asked. "He is serious but not in a life-threatening condition," Dennis replied. "Are you sure it's because of our soft drink? " I asked, tryi
"You fucking bitch! Why the fuck did you do that for? I told you to keep a low profile at work." William Reiner was shouting at the blonde, scared girl. "I am sorry, it won't happen again. But I didnt reveal anything. I just had coffee with her." Emily said while hiccuping through tears. Emily was from a small town in Texas. When she arrived in San Francisco as a fresh graduate, the city dazzled her. Then she landed a job in the Reiner group in Human Resources. She was ecstatic. However, she was lonely and tried hard to fit in. She was flattered when William Reiner bumped into her in one of the clubs and gave her attention. He was sweet, charming and made her feel like a princess. He told her about his plight, how his mother and he were neglected and mistreated by his stepbrother Aiden Reiner. How his grandfather hated him. She trusted him, sympathized with him. They had been having an affair for last year. He had never been harsh towards her. He asked her a few weeks ago to set up