Raymond's POVI sit on my room's balcony. Eagerly expecting Christiana to show up. The sun is bright, the sky is clear, but the heavy wind blowing makes it known that a downpour is coming soon. I look at my wristwatch and find the time reads 3:00 pm. I can only imagine what she's going through. When I came in a while back, I found that the document wasn't where Christiana left it, or I last saw it. It baffles me to know that one's flesh and blood, can sabotage one, just for power and glory. I'm sorry to say, but if this is what family is all about, I'm very glad, my mother was the only family I had before she passed on. Before yesternight, Christiana and I weren't at all close. We just treated each other as humans should, till we decided to form a friendship-based bond. And as human, it's only fair to feel bad at the sight of such injustice.However, as her friend, I feel hurt and angered. I know I'm not her dream husband,  but I

Mr. William's POV;"You will do no such thing, William!"She screams and I turn around to look at her. "Oh yes, I will mother. You're not the boss of me! "I scream back. "Yes, I am. I am your mother... "She begins and I cut her in irritation. "Not my God! ""Listen, mom, you may have taken my patting zoo away from me, but you have not taken my passion nor dignity. Mother, I am not a loser, and just in case you've forgotten, I'm just as stubborn as my father used to be. I will not work for you! I'd rather work at a car wash or a pizza palace. After all, the media will take it as me being the usual, humble billionaire. So don't worry, your reputation would be safe."I reply and her eyes grow wide in furry. "You will do nothing of that sort. "She replies with a low voice. A voice meant to scare me, but I scoff. Enough of this nonsense. "Watch me. "I reply before walking past her an

Raymond's POV;I open my eyes and find my head tilted to a side. I realize I'm sitting, but I become an ice sculpture once my eyes land on the figure before me. On the bed lays a person I never thought I'd have a one on one encounter with till the day I die, starting at me.I've stalked him for years. Listened to his speeches, learned all his achievements, and seen his happy family on social media. I've carefully accepted loneliness as though I'm the only one with my blood flowing through my veins on earth,  and like I have no family.And now, what cruel twist is fate bringing my way?"Raymond, "He calls and my eyes instantly begin to sting. How did he find me? How did he know where I'd be? What does he want from me?I inhale deeply to soothe my raging mind, and stare at him in silence, as I battle furiously to calm the swirling storm growing inside of me.

Christiana's POV;"Stella! Stella! "I hear grandma scream. Causing me to jump out of my sleep in fright. What is it now? "Stella! "Grandma calls again, and it takes just this call for me to realize the terrifying anger in grandma's voice. What happened? I quickly rush out of bed, hop into my flip-flops, run my fingers through my hair, adjust my dress, and rush out of my bedroom to find out what's going on. I only make it to the top of the stairs, before realizing, the whole family is downstairs, and that's enough to halt my movements. Everyone, except my father and husband that is. "Mother, what is it? "Uncle Willow questions his mother in sorry as he moves towards her. Poor uncle, the day he decided to stay back home and rest, a circus just had to hold. "Where is Stella? "Grandma roars and I instantly throw my gaze in aunt Lily's direction. She looks scared and alarmed. What mother

I stare frozen at him in hurt and pain. He has a few weeks left? Did he just say he has a few weeks left? I know I never had him in my life, but it still hurts. You'd think this is the moment where everything gets fixed. Where my father takes me in, and I become his dear son. The moment where we forget the past and live happily as father and son. The moment where he'd begin to make up for lost times, but no! He's dying!   I stare at him lost and broken. My thoughts, taking routes of their own. Floating out of, in, and around my head like the wind. "My dear boy, I never wanted things to be this way. I was going to fight the world and draw you in, but I figured I was sick and could do nothing to protect myself. That's why all those weeks ago, I ordered your kidnap. I wanted to see you. Be with you. Speak with you. At least, for the little time I had.  Dear, I know I've made some bad life choices, but I'm only human.