"You are acting like a teenager who is about to ask his crush out on a date," Todd mumbled as he watched Frank check his reflection out for the nth time.  "I am….I mean, I am taking her out for the first time. And I love her," Frank ran his thick fingers through his hair.  Rolling his eyes, Todd leaned in his seat. Todd had suggested Frank come to his room to get ready while Jennifer got dressed in his room.  "This is the first time you are taking any woman out on a date," Todd mumbled. Frank glared at him, making Todd laugh.  "Face it cuz. All you did in the past was use women for sex!" He chuckled.  Frank smirked.  "Well, you aren't any better," snickering, he replied.  "Well…. I did try to date at first, didn't I?" Todd shrugged.  Frank nodded. Todd had dated a girl for over a year while they were in college. However, she broke up with him on the day of their graduation

Jennifer undressed in the bathroom and carefully inspected the bruises on her body. A print of his fingers was on her left boob and abdomen. They were red and blue. She bit her lower lip and furrowed her eyebrows.  "These will look worse tomorrow." Wincing, she traced the marks. "Ouch," she whispered.  "What will look worse tomorrow?"  Frank's voice startled her. She had forgotten that the door wasn't closed. Frank most probably heard her speak to herself.    She didn't have to say anything. His eyes dilated when he saw her bruised body. His gaze focused on the marks on her chest and stomach. His forehead creased as he sauntered over to her. His gaze didn't leave the marks the attacker had left on her.  Swallowing the accumulated saliva he touched her reddened skin. He must have held onto her with all his might, for it to bruise like that.  "I'll kill him," gritting his teeth, he traced her so

Todd dashed up the stairs and ran towards his room. His heart frantically beat in his chest. Lentils of sweat dripped down his sideburns. He didn't know Frank was listening to his conversation. He had been extremely careful about his connection with Oswald yet it was ruined with just a phone call.  He growled as he picked up a vase on the side table and threw it on the floor. The pieces of ceramics scattered on the marbles with a loud crash. Sneering angrily, he stormed towards the balcony in the room.  He didn't bother about the little ceramic pieces that crushed underneath his shoes as he walked over them. He walked towards the railing and grasped the cold metal of the railing with all his might. "Damn him!" He grumbled under his breath. Seething in anger, he reached out for the pack of cigarettes in his pocket. After lighting up one of them, he blew a few puffs of smoke into the atmosphere, hoping that it would calm

Frank's father sneered from time to time, his eyes glued to the screen. They were in the security room, going through the security footage of the mansion. They couldn't find Todd in the mansion. The security guards at the main gate at that time had seen him leave in his car so Frank and the others had opted to check the security footage. "That insolent jerk!" Frank's father growled when he saw Todd emptying the contents of a small bottle into the bottle of wine he had taken from the kitchen cabinet. Everything happened as Jennifer had told them. Barton took the bottle from him and went to do what he was asked to. Jennifer and Frank along with Mike and other men who Frank and his father trusted the most were with them. They saw how he advanced at Jennifer and held her tight, but she managed to escape after kicking him in the crotch. 

Jennifer sat in the car, with a racing heart. She was excited and anxious at the same time. She was going back home after a long time. She wondered what her nanna would say. Would she be excited to see her? Would she hug her like she always does? An involuntary smile curved her lips as she thought about her reunion with the woman she loved and respected as a mother. She knew she most probably would have to explain a lot. But one thing was certain. Her nanna would be happy to see her happy. Sighing, she glanced outside. She was as excited as a little child who was seeing the passing city lights for the first time. Life had taken an unexpected turn for her. When she was first taken as a prisoner, she had never thought that she would fall for the ruthless Don, who showed no mercy. She chuckled. Who kn