THREATENED BY THE DEVIL Nicholas locked himself in the office and ignored anyone that knocked. He needed time to process everything that had transpired. The phone continued to ring and emails piled up, but he remained quiet.He leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. When he opened them, he knew that his boss had crossed the line and he couldn't wait to get even.He reluctantly went on his office computer and searched for Sapphire Diamonds, he copied the company number and put a call through to make an appointment. However, his experience with James Molten and his daughters pushed him to do his own research about what kind of family they were.He got up from his office chair and went straight to Diana's office, he needed to confirm something. He walked quickly and knocked on her door."Come in," Diana answered from the other side of the door.He entered with a polite smile on his face."Hey, I was just wondering before I go, did you by any chance tell Matte
JEALOUSY AT ITS HIGHESTDiana was diligent when it came to her job, she knew that she had been extremely lucky to land something like this, so she was going to give it all she got. She arrived at the office early every day, stayed late, and worked tirelessly. She was done for today and it had been a very dramatic day at work. Her secret had been blown but her husband had taken it surprisingly well.She wondered what he was thinking right now as she fought the urge to go to his. She got up and decided to see Nicholas in his office, she needed to let him know about the pictures that had mysteriously appeared on her desk. As she entered his office, she noticed he was not on seat. Her phone rang, it was Matteo calling. She groaned. "What does he want now?" Diana complained loudly as she answered. "Diana, I would like to see you in my office right away," Matteo said firmly. Diana rolled her eyes in frustration. "I am on my way," Diana said. Diana composed herself and hung up the pho
THE BILLIONAIRE SIBLINGSNicholas drove angrily with no destination in mind. He had reached a boiling point but he knew he had to keep his emotions in check if he was going to plan his next move carefully."You have my attention. What do you want?" asked Nicholas, in a composed tone, ready to negotiate."I need your help with a delicate matter that requires your expertise," replied the mysterious caller. Priscilla said, with an air of urgency.Wary, Nicholas indulged."And what would that be? If you don't mind me asking,"Nick inquired, still brimming with unbridled rage."How do you feel about going on a date with Diana, all expenses paid?" Priscilla offered eagerly."I am not really down for the whole matchmaking," Nick said, unsure of Priscilla's endgame."You will lose her to Matteo if you don't accept my offer, Mr. Nicholas," Priscilla sternly warned.That shut up Nick for a moment. He knew Priscilla had her there. His bad blood with Matteo wasn't exactly a secret at the office."
THE THERAPISTDiana was getting to know another side of Matteo she did imagine she would ever see."Blackmail? Really Matteo? That low?" Diana asked with heavy mockery."You must see that I'm doing this for our best interests," Matteo proclaimed stubbornly."You don't even know what you are talking about," Diana countered "You are only doing this because you are insecure about an employee,""Please do not involve that snake in this discussion, and I am never insecure about anything regarding him," Matteo said."If he is a snake, then what do I call you? A man who thinks blackmailing his wife into therapy is going to clear all the wrong things he had done," Diana coldly remarked.Matteo scoffed angrily because he had nothing to say. He knew he was making decisions based on desperation, anything to keep his wife from leaving. He was beyond shame at this point. He stood up again and walked a little bit closer to his wife."I just want to make things right, let me right my wrongs Diana,"
THE DEVIL AT PLAYFirst, it was his car, now his home. He tried to even out his breathing as he struggled to control his breathing. He didn't want to believe what he was seeing but it was right there on the marble counter in the kitchen.The box contained two surgically severed hands with the palms opened. There was a pair of human eyes placed on each palm."Do you like your present?" Priscilla's voice jolted him from his shock."What the fuck!" He yelled helplessly, still staring at the body parts in the box"You know who those belong to? Might wanna look closer," Priscilla giggled maniacally as she suggested.Nicholas, without thinking did as Priscilla suggested, there was a gold band on one of the hands and with great horror he recognized whose hands they were."Your informant was caught snooping both offline and online about what should not concern him," Priscilla, as if reading Nick's thought from the end of the line stated menacingly."So you killed him?!" Nick demanded still in
THE DEVIL'S PASTPriscilla lived in a dark world. She loved it though, as she found beauty in the shadows and the unknown. She loved knowledge and power but most importantly, she loved love.However, her ways of showing her love was deadly and it wasn't even her fault, she was just born that wayRight from when she was a child, she always knew she was different, she never threw tantrums nor did she complain. Her mother noticed how calm and collected she was, but thought nothing of it.Then things took a turn for the worse. Since she was basically an heiress, she was exposed to a lot of strange things growing up. One of these peculiarities was her fascination with seeing people in despair - she claimed it gave her a rush like no other.When Priscilla was eight, she witnessed a fat man in an expensive suit suddenly go down on his knees and begged for his life in front of her father. That scene played over and over again in her head.She marveled at how her father who only sat calmly on
NICHOLAS STUCK WITHINNicholas sourly cursed himself for being so stupid, he knew he was wasting time being angry at himself but he could not effectively dig the ground without a shovel."Fuck me!" he muttered under his breath as he surveyed the rocky terrain. He had to find a solution fast or it would be next to impossible to find his way out of the thick woods.After much deliberation and searching, he finally settled for an old pine tree with holes at its roots, he hastily jammed the box inside one of the holes and covered it with leaves and sand.It was a good thing he had used a clean cloth to wipe away his hand prints off the box, he dusted his gloved hands and looked around to make sure no one was watching him.Thunder rolled in the distance, and he knew he needed to hurry. He turned around and started to find his way back to his car. He stumbled a few times but the long walk back to his vehicle was fairly uneventful.He tried not to think about his informant dead or dying some
CONFRONTING PRISCILLAMatteo knew that he was about to make a mistake that would cost him but he wanted answers to his burning questions. He took a deep breath and pushed aside his doubts and fears. He knew he had to confront his insecurities to find the truth. He had to call his archenemy and make amends. He had initially planned to book a session with Dr. Lexi but Diana's desire for time and space had discouraged him from pursuing that option. He had to stick around the office to obtain any clue he could get. He stood up to leave his office. He needed to clear his mind but again, the urgency of his task pulled him back. He walked back to his desk and sat down. He pulled out his iPhone and speed-dialed Priscilla's number. The phone rang a few times before she picked up. There were no words spoken just silence as Matteo held his breath nervously. "What do you want Matteo," Priscilla asked coldly, shattering the uncomfortable silence. "We need to talk," Matteo said firmly. "I