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“You want to travel to France?” Mr Foyer was surprised that his daughter asked for this. His brows knotted lowly eyeing his daughter who seemed to be in deep thoughts. Her fever had long subsided and she was a lot better. “Any sudden commitments or plans over here dear?” He enquired but only realizing Rose wasn't even paying attention. She had been in her own world since he walked into her room this morning to check up on her health. “Rose? What's the matter?” He held her hand and Rose had to blink before looking at her father. “What were you saying father....” “I was asking why the sudden trip to France? And, right now?” Rose forced a smile before shifting on her bed. “There is nothing as such father. I just want to take some weeks break from here that's all. Yesterday's launch party was a success thanks to Alana and so I would like to provide myself a solo vacation. Just to relax.” She said but she knew this was her only way to escape from Stephano. She didn't like his tone and wh
“You are here?” Rose refused to turn around before gulping. She had her eyes situated against a center table with a flower vase on it in the middle of the front hallway. She inhaled before his steps came to echo in her ears more profoundly. He was in front of her in seconds. Her eyes were casted everywhere except at him. This was what she was afraid of. To bump into him at his home and now thinks of going back into her car. The atmosphere was already beyond tense at the De Luans home and she didn't want to interfere. “Won't you even look at me once sweetheart?” Stephano asked softly bearing a smile. His face was hard and clenched on his way to his home. After seeing the news had somehow gotten to the media this morning, he was as mad as a burning volcano ready to erupt. He wondered the rat who dared to film the entire scene at the station last night and now have it broadcasted. He was going to eliminate that rat once he gets that person out of hiding. He already knew his father wo
Azazel was seated by the bar and already twirling his tumbler while staring into space. His face completely dull and frigid. Rose made her way into the room and saw his back completely stretched out on both sides giving his back view a more rigid look. It seemed Azazel took notice of her presence as he snapped his neck behind to now look at her. He wasn't surprised to see her but he was rather more disappointed at himself. He couldn't manage to stop his family's reputation from now going under. To think that his father had made a prediction like this years ago. “Leave me alone. I don't want to see anyone.” He said gulping his brandy and stomping the tumbler against the table. He turned his back to Rose once more before pouring himself another drink. A little sniffle followed and Rose only got her other foot inside the all silent room except the whistle sound of brandy being poured into the glass. Her heels made a creek noise against the marbled ties as she approached him. Even she
“Yes miss. I know who you are. Your assistant called in minutes ago to cancel your flight.” Tania answered and Rose blinked before she sat more upright on her seat. “What?... My flight was cancelled?...”There was a slight pause over the phone before Tania got her voice back. “Yes miss. It's...on our records. It was done from the higher-ups that you chose to cancel your flight at last minute.” Rose felt a little disoriented, probably because the brandy was beginning to show it's effect.“It must have been a mistake. Reschedule please...” Rose almost stated in a panic.“We can't do that miss. You'll have to board the next plane that goes to France...”“And, when does the next plane leave for France?,” Rose quickly intercepted her speech feeling her heart pounding a little. The thought of someone who had cancelled her flight continued to cross her mind. She knew Pamela won't have been behind all of this so her mind only went to someone in particular. Someone whose mind could become cyni
Stephano De Luan. That very day he extended his hand towards her. A truce for the beginning of a friendship. Somehow Rose knew that it was a deep feeling at first sight. Even before the word love could be imprinted in her head as a concept, she knew she felt something strong for Stephano. She could vividly recall each and every detail. His face was almost unreadable but his eyes were fierce and sharp piercing towards her. She remembered his left foot was in front and his right foot a little behind giving that pose of a poise gentleman in a black suit. His hair a little tousled to one side but was still gelled to perfection. How one strand was so stubborn that it tried to massacre his entire hair but couldn't because he was just so... beautiful with his alluring eyes.His right hand extended towards her as she only clunged her notepad towards her aching and heaving chest. He had taken her to a corner away from Angelique and the other kids. She recalled not even able to muster up a tha
She halted in her steps once she was in front of the door leading to his room. She wondered if entering his room was inappropriate or not. Before she could easily barge in without a care in the world with a wide smile on her face. Those were the times but now things were different. She couldn't just open his door and wander about inside his room. She shaked her head to ward off the past. The past was buried in the past alone.On a normal day she wouldn't even dream of nearing his room but this time she had no choice. She wanted answers from him about what happened to Azazel. Her heart did prick her for two possibilities. One was that he wasn't responsible for what happened to Azazel and the other possibility.... She didn't want to believe he would stoop that low.She pushed her legs forward and knocked on his door twice. Her knock was met with silence and no response. She knocked again for the third time but still no response. She decided to open the door herself and she held the door
“Stephano De Luan wins tender worth thirty million dollars despite the stakes being so high up.” Rose smiled as she read the news headlines to herself in her office. A proud smile glistened on her face as she saw a picture of him under the bold news headlines. He was adorning a black crisp suit that hugged his body so perfectly. He looked beyond dashing and everyday he got more and more handsome in her blue doe eyes.Rose and Stephano had been friends since that very day. To be precise, Stephano was her only friend years ago. No one wanted to associate with the deaf girl but Stephano didn't look at her disability but instead saw past that and found the gentle and innocent little girl who only wanted to be loved and accepted by her own peers. He was the only one who spoke to her and even learnt sign language back then just to communicate with her. Now things were different because now, she had earing aids to make communication much better.“You've been staring at that newspaper for qui
Harvey could barely keep his eyes open. His entire body was heaving and his clothes were completely soaked with his own blood. His skin was scarred and burnt marks and scars graced his fair skin turning it dsrkish purple. His eyes were heavy and close to giving up as he was made to only stare at the floor which was stained with his sweat and blood combined.He grunted in more pain when another elbow punched his stomach. He spat out more blood because of the impact and he didn't know how much he could longer he could keep up without passing out or even dying immediately. He wondered who were these goons that surrounded him. He was just an ordinary guy in his early twenties pushing about with his daily life. He hadn't done anyone any harm. He was met with a hard blow on his right cheek. He bet he wouldn't recognize his face if shown through a mirror.“Take it easy there Frank, we don't want to kill him just yet. The boss wants to meet him first.” One of the goons said to a taller and bu