Semua Bab Strange Ties : Bab 1 - Bab 10

Minutes after Danica worked out of the airport, a convoy pulled over and a lot of men stepped out of the car. People came to a halt instantly, knowing that they were either there to escort someone in or escort someone out. Whoever it was had to be very rich with the flit of current cars lined up and men whose aura and build spoke of nothing but danger. Dressed in formal attires of black suits, shades and comms in their ears, they looked more like assassins than guards. All tall and huge to a fault, they looked both ravishing and dangerous to the core. The kind of danger that pulled women close. It was almost irresistible and it made them all frantic and excited to know who was coming or who was going. But something caught the eyes of most of the people who wanted to witness all this. A tattoo at the nape of this men. A tattoo of a well-drawn compass right at the nape of their neck. Instantly, panic ensued and those who took notice retreated from the convoy. Not all the security had thi

EPISODE 4A smile caressed his lips as she found her way out of the room. He followed behind her, ignoring her statement. If any of his men heard what she had said, they might have easily pulled out their weapons to end her for insulting a man like him. He was the son and very boss of what could be called, the dark side after all. Yet, he was not displeased with Danica’s response to him. He treated her just like he treated an enemy, or a prey he was about to devour. They never know what would hit them, till it happens. While his father loved to show off, show his power and authority, every time he could in order to suppress the other. He could be said to be a chameleon and a tiger all at once. He was the darkness, yet he could blend in no matter where he went. Remaining in the very shadow, he would watch, he would wait, he would stalk his prey till he has them where he wants them. Then he would strike. And as a chameleon, he would blend, cultivating a new life style with every new mis

EPISODE 6: Nothing could be said to have been better than sleeping in the arms of a beloved one. But on this very night, Danica neither had that liberty or ability to wish that she could have Tristan in her arms. His voice had been on the other end of the line, even as she took her bath, and prepared for bed and so had her voice caressed his heart till they both lay on the bed. Though in different bed and in different countries. Tristan’s voice cooed and coaxed her till she finally fell asleep, leaving behind the day’s worries and the events that had taken place. However, the night was neither peaceful or beautiful as it should be. For the very first time in a long time, she had slept without Tristan beside her and the nightmares had returned. ******* The night was dark and the beautiful sunny day was washed away with darkness and rainfall. The heavy down pour was loud and wicked. Thunder sounds threatened to tear the world apart and the skies sparked with the lightening that spo

EPISODE 8: The manor of the Deane’s stood tall and high and glamorous, it was of course seen from a lot of beautiful places in the city. The part of the city where it was located was vast, beautiful and far from what people would call an ordinary residence. Only the richest of the rich could be found living in such area and the Deane’s were one of them. What could one say, corrupt mingle with the corrupt. Politicians, business men and underground lords who had just too much money at their disposal could be found around that residence. Not everyone could afford such a place and that was why it was few of people and extremely secure. The convoy passed through the security with a lot of grudges in their heart, and understanding as well. They had been doing this for what seemed like an hour, that was how secure that residence was yet it seemed like it would not be done and over soon. The security personnel were trained men who knew their jobs and who also knew them. They could not be hi

PISODE 10: While she worked, she took note of the people present. Truly, the corrupt walked with the corrupt. The people present had mask on their faces, though most didn’t bother taking it off, some found it better to breathe without it for a few minutes. Faces were hidden behind those mask and wealthy clothes but men and women present were nothing but corrupt politicians, business men who were into all kinds of criminal acts and lots of killers. The dark aura surrounding them were thick and heavy, they could take over the world if they ever decided to, just by meeting like this. She took note of glances passed at her, though it was uncomfortable, she kept up with her façade and continued with what she was doing. Dazzling was what she had come for anyway and she was achieving it effortlessly. Lots of talks and chatters went around the room even when their hearts were dark. Men and women pumped their glass against each other’s in a friendly manner and in pretense of wanting the best