"Well, I am Narco after all."The young man smilingly replied. Narco was sitting on the top step of the stairs and Mort sit next to him two feet away from his place. Mort said nothing. A wave of silence reigned between them and Narco just looked away. One o'clock in the afternoon, the sky began to gloom. The sun is sinking in the misty shroud and the clouds hovering, dark and heavy, threatening to burst. The air smelled of oncoming rain and the short piercing gust of wind shook the trees while the leaves soar through the air. The sound of waves crashing on the beach can be heard in their place."Do you remember how old you are when we met?" Mort asked, facing upwards, towards the gloomy clouds as Narco swallowed hard."Not the exact number. Come on Dad, I am too young to remember." Narco kiddingly laughs making Mort fall into silence."But you do remember where we first met?" Mort asked again and Narco laugh thunderously once more."Yes, it was raining. I vaguely remember but we firs
Dark eyes smoldering, she got a vertical wrinkle between her eyebrows. Her lips pursed slightly, Lady Laenyra, Maddox's mother, shot a glare at Maddox who is just arrived at their company. "Who is Mort?" Lady Laenyra asked her son the moment he entered the glassed door. They are in the President's office."How did that man's name get involved in this conversation?" Maddox asked even though he already had a clue in mind."So, you fucking know him?! He warns us if you don't drop your marriage proposal to Sumire Massoullève, he will come back here to take over the company!" His mother's voice raised. Maddox clicked his tongue soundly."Mom, this company is nothing but a trash compared to when I married Sumi-" Maddox was cut off when a resounding slap struck him violently across his face. Lady Laenyra was fuming in anger at what Maddox said. Her cheeks were reddened mad and a piercing stare that if the looks could kill, Maddox would have laying dead on the cold floor. "Say it one more t
"Yelena who?" Wearing a frowny face, Maddox couldn't understand why the woman expected him to know her even though she only utter her name."Have we met before?" Maddox asked and eyed critically at Yelena as he tried to skim his memory. He doesn't remember meeting a woman who introduced herself as Yelena. The woman raised an eyebrow at him. She was surprised that Maddox couldn't remember her. Yelena crossed her legs and crossed her arms on her chest while leaning on the sofa she was sitting on. She cast a meaningful stare at the young man from the head down to the toe."Yes." She said making Maddox wrinkle his eyebrows deeper. He is very confused. If he happened to meet such a darling before, he will never forget a beauty like Yelena. Maddox stared at her intently. With her strong and dark presence, he's unlikely to forget her. Maddox swallowed hard, thinking that Yelena might be one of his one-night stands while he was hammered, but he was a heavyweight drinker. He was probably dru
THE NEXT DAY...The morning breeze blew, and with a golden light, the sun came out cast a rosy hue across the morning sky. On his robe, Maddox was standing on the terrace with a mug while the cool breeze is stroking his face and newly wet hair. He had a good night's sleep and he can't help but keep smiling till morning. Today was their engagement dinner at the main manor of the Massoullèves. The manor where only the Massoullèves and future family parties are invited. The air was cool, he could hardly contain his happiness right now. The flare of joy is visible in Maddox's eyes. He’d unearthed a greater joy than any he’d ever known. He felt like he was floating in the air and his heart throbbed with happiness. He's on cloud nine right now."Is it a sin to feel so much happiness?" He murmured to himself and broke into chuckles. Maddox sipped on his coffee from his personalized mug and the smile never fades on his face. When the tip of his tongue touches the coffee, it made him wince a
The loud silence flooded inside the dining hall at the Butler's report. The older cousins, Blanche and Clair exchange glances with one another, and their gaze shifts to their younger cousin, Sumire. His head started to throb, Chaise gently massages his forehead and his wife, Lunaire attended to him. Mort's presence at the family dinner made his veins pulse in anger. He thought the young hunk was thinking right and would give up chasing after his daughter. Chaise thought Mort would not dare cross the line after confronting him and letting him decide what's good for his daughter but he was wrong. The two of them, Sumire and Mort are giving him a hard time. In a threatening look, Chaise gazed at his daughter menacingly who had now felt relieved in her seat after knowing Mort came for her. A glimpse of hope rose to her chest, she wants to jump in gaiety but her father's darkened face darted on her. 'I thought he'll never come...' the maiden uttered in her mind and hold her chest. She d
Mind filled with dark thoughts and thick eyebrows knitted together, Mort got back to his car. He wanted to go back inside the manor and get the maiden to elope with him. He wants to lock her away on his island but he knew, chaos will take place if he would do such a thing. Now is the most dangerous time in the Underground. If he is not careful with his actions, he might trigger wars and it might even reach the surface. He must be calculated in every decision he made. He was torn between the conflict of the Mafia world and his desire to conquer the woman from her family. He doesn't have the slightest clue in mind who the Puppeteer is.Klauss opened the backseat and Mort get in. From the front mirror, his eyes witnessed how his Boss looked disappointed and defeated at the same time. Whatever happened inside the Massoullèves' manor, Klauss knew it wasn't good. And he was just thankful that Mort didn't make another mess. They made no sound inside the car. Klauss didn't turn the car engine
Inside the spacious and lavish living area decorated with red and golden expensive embellishment oozing an air of luxury, Sumire seated on one of the sofas in a sulk, anxious and restless. Alone, she was in the living hall of the casa Massoullèves after the dinner is over. Her cousin Clair has a date with her boyfriend, Creux Morosov, the owner of CION Brothel who left right after the dinner while Blanche is the one taking care of the big event that will take place tomorrow. Her unfortunate wedding day.Everything happened too fast. Her father, Chaise rushed her marriage with Maddox without giving her a chance to speak her side. Her fear stops her from talking to her grandfather, Don Achaeus. Once the old man made a decision, nothing can be changed. He will never take back his word. And his word is absolute order. The marriage will definitely be set regardless of Sumire's wishes or dislikes.'Well, it won't happen unless one of us will die.' Mind clouded with dark thoughts, Sumire sai
THE NEXT MORNING...Both families, the Massoullèves and Mirks are already busy with the union of their daughter and son. Hordes of butlers and maids were preparing for the grand reception to be held at one of the hotels owned by the Mirks. Countless bodyguards disperse the place to secure the safety of both families' guests.Maddox was in the other room being groomed and dressed with his businessmen, celebrity friends, and big personalities in various industries, looking so handsome in his white suit. Sumire on the other hand was in the room next to Maddox, being personally groomed by her cousins, Blanche and Clair. If Maddox's room is filled with resounding tease and laughter, Sumire's room was flooded with deafening silence, dark and sullen. It was so loud that the maiden could hear her own heartbeat. Eiryss stood quietly outside the maiden's room, feeling sorry for her. She knows Sumire was unhappy on this occasion but she can't do anything to help her. Even though she's rich, her