Michael looked around frantically, checking each corner of the banquet hall. ‘Did she go somewhere?’ He thought but he had no idea where she might would have gone even after he asked her not to budge from the place.“That stupid girl..” Michael was on verge of losing his sanity. He had too many bad thoughts about what could happen.There were many vulture eyes in the party that were eying Elaine the moment they entered. He did not want to think this way but he could not wipe off the bad feeling in his heart.He was about to go outside to check the garden when suddenly someone tapped him from behind. Irritation flashed in his eyes and he turned around only to see the wretched face of Aurora.“Want to join me for a drink?” Aurora held out a glass of red wine in a friendly manner.“Piss off.” Michael gnashed his teeth in anger. He did not care about his gentle man presence that he normally had.He

“XYZ Club on the fourth turning from here.” Diana gave out the location of the club. “This is the place where they had taken your woman.” Taking a sip of the cigarette Diana answered nonchalantly. But Michael was the one who was having troubles. XYZ Club was an infamous club owned by the Johnson family which was famous for illicit works and relationship. Although it looked like a normal and everyday club for rich kid, the inside story was a bit different. The fact that they had taken Elaine meant only one thing. Whoever took Elaine did not have good and decent thoughts on her. He clenches his hands in a tight fist, his nerves pulsating everywhere on his body in anxiety and tension. He did not have time to waste. Every second was precious. “Kim, bring out the car.” He ordered Kim. "Sir what about the party??" Kim asked a little worried since the old master of the family was also there. "The old master might angry

Drake was still absent minded when he went to open the door. He casually opened the door without any care of being attacked by someone. A dark and well chiseled three dimensional face appeared right after opening the door yanking him back to his sentence. That face how could he not recognize that damned face. It was the face of the man that ordered to kill off his best friend. It was the same man who had taken away Elaine from him. It was also the same guy who could not take care of Elaine in the party before. It was the man he hated to death. The solemn expression on his face was replaced by a deep hatred masked by a smirking look. “Ohhh….If it isn’t our powerful  president, Mr. Michael Tyrell.” Drake opened leaned lazily on the door , his head slightly tilted in mocking position. “I am wondering what could have brought you here?” He seemed to be asking humbly but in reality he was just mocking him. Michae

It was around midnight. The whole locality was asleep and the only source of light that was lighting the streets was the street lights on the side walks. An expensive black car swiflty drove in the silent street and stopped near the gate of a seemingly small but peaceful villa. The door of the car flew open and from there  exited a tall man and he seemed to be dragging something with him. Or was it someone? Yuri who had been once again waiting for Elaine to return back was pacing around the balcony, his feet scratching against the ground once in a while, lines of worries clearly shown in his face. Rubbing his hand in the cold night, he waited for her to either pick up his call or to call him back. He looked anxiously at the phone he was holding. It was the second time she had gone out with out informing him. Although the last time he had warned her, this time he had hoped to not see the same problem from before. But this time she

“This silly girl.” A smile escaped from his mouth when he realized her hands had subconsciously reached out to catch him. At least she was docile and dependent on him in her sleep. He looked at the slender small hands that were tightly gripping his shirt as if wanting him to stay there with him but he had some important work now. He would have loved to stay by her side but he needed to make things right to prevent such things from happening in future. “Be good and sleep.” He whispered with the greatest amount of gentleness that he himself did not know he possessed. But the hands on his shirt did not seem to be budging from the spot at all. She was like a baby panda, all touchy and stubborn by not letting his shirt go off her hand. Applying a little bit of strength he slowly removed her claws form his shirt feeling a little lost and a little helpless. But then that was when Elaine let out a small but painful whimper, her brows knitting in a tig