Chapter 10Gosh! What sort of a fucking temptation was this? Daniel's gaze met with Patricia who gave him a 'you're dead' kinda look. Shit! The clock ticked, silently announcing each passing seconds. "I am still waiting to see my grandchild receive a kiss from his dad." Graham reminded, sitting on the couch across them. Patricia's eyes darted to everywhere except at Daniel. The glint in her eyes was suspicious as she stared at Graham for a moment. Holding her waist, Patricia shrieked. "My waist! Oh gosh! Somebody help me!" Worried, Graham rushed towards her. He placed his hands to support her waist while Daniel stared at the melo drama. What was Patricia up to? "Can you get your ass here! Stop standing like a monument!" Graham bellowed while casting a malicious glared at Daniel. Grudgingly, Daniel supported Patricia to the couch. She secretly smiled at him when Graham was not watching. "My stomach hurt so badly." She whined, groaning in pains. "Why are you not helping her in a
Chapter 11Sitting in his office with loads of document waiting patiently for his attention. Daniel's stomach growled, a reminded of a missed breakfast. Glancing at the wall clock, he sighed. It was already two in the afternoon. Yet he had no solid food in his stomach. He couldn't blamed his stomach for throwing an hissing fit. It had been patient enough, all thanks to Patricia. How in hell did he get such a lady for a contracted marriage. Dylan. Dylan insinuated it, mapped it out but he was the one facing its repercussion. As if on cue, the door creak and opened, revealing the presence of his least expected person. Dylan - speak of the devil. He had a huge grin on as though he just won a jack pot or trophy. "What's up with this forlorn hope?" Dylan enquired, depositing his ass on the swivel chair opposite Daniel. "You are a married man and yet you are already looking like someone who lost his wife." He teased with a smile. "Gee, Patricia is fire! I swear man, I have no peace o
Chapter 12His eyes quickly scanned the drive to ensured no one was in sight. Satisfied, he tiptoed to the black porsche car, parked some feet away from the entrance. With his master keys, he unlocked the car door, bugged it with the driver's phone before slamming the car door shut. He took few steps away from the car, keenly looking around for any prying eyes. Satisfied, he rubbed his hands on his shirt with a grinned. "Mission Accomplished!" ***The only available flight back to Arizona was the 0800 flight which she dreaded taking. It was either that or wait for another three days. Something she couldn't afford to do. Grudgingly, Janie dragged her suitcase with her to the check point. "Five minute to go!" The flight attendant announced. She was on nothing other than a Black khaki short and a tan crop top which didn't match with her environment,making her the odd one out. The constant glanced she received from passerby didn't in any way succeeded in faltering her steps or making
Chapter 13Just as he stepped out of Daniel's office, his fury evaporated. His anger vanished. His vision cleared. And his sense of reasoning returned. It felt like someone spoke some sense into him.Heaving a sigh, Mark made his way to the driveway where his car was parked. His mind reflected on the drama he displayed. Damn! He did not handled the situation right. His wrong approached of the arising situation did nothing to resolved it. Raher, it escalated. He couldn't believed the trashed he vomited right there. He had let the bastard won. A mere man, one he didn't know nor ever met. Yet with just a word from him, Mark stormed to Daniel's office and ended up blasting him. Fuck! His conscience pricked him. Opening his car door, he slammed it shut and rested his head on the steering wheel. His eyes shut. His breath laboured. Regret felt like a venom in his system. How will he get this settled? Who knows, it might have been a prank of some sort to ruined his family using him as an
Chapter 14Fredrick Josh smirked as he watched Mark's expression on his laptop from the living room. He heard every conversation Mark had with Daniel and he saw how excited he was. But his happiness will be short lived, that he was certain. If Mark won't take his advice and confront Graham, then he won't ever know happiness for as long as he breath. His identity was truly hidden from the public. No one knew him by the name Fredrick Josh but rather by a different name. No matter what he does, it was never going to be linked to him. He was extra careful, leaving no traces behind. Fredrick's eyes narrowed. Graham had bitten more than he could choose and he needed to pay the price for it. He stole everything that had ever given him happiness. Fame, wealth, power and the woman he had loved with his heart. Graham couldn't go scott free when he had scores to settle with him. It has been twenty years since that unfortunate incident but the scare in his heart was still afresh and hurting w
Chapter 15And what other ways to accomplished that than resorting to do Kim's dirty job. She was Melissa's twins. A twin who had survived the past forty five years without knowing the existence of her twins. A twin who was rudely separated at birth by Kim's father, who thought he was doing her nothing but a favour. He had took her to the orphanage home where she had suffered humiliation that mentally, emotionally and psychologically damaged her. Changing her from a once jovial girl to a cold one who cared for nothing other than survival. And she had grew up, detesting her father for not withdrawing that night. She would never have been conceived. And her mother who should have aborted her. Yet, they didn't help out. Invariably, they contributed indirectly to her sufferings. Two years ago, she discovered the sad news. She had a twin. A twin named Melissa. She was after all from a Billionaire's family. Her parent who were really godly, and decent couldn't have done those cruel thin
Chapter 16Patricia ignored his question, acting deaf as though Daniel wasn't referring to her. He couldn't possibly expected her to answer such a lame question. What was her job exactly? To act as a chef? Or possibly act as a real wife? "Yeah! Atta girl! Keep pushing!" Patricia yelled excitedly, smiling as she jumped in glee just as the female lead threw a punch at the terrorist who had been harassing her. Her eyes glint with happiness, totally ignoring Daniel's presence. "Keep going! We need more punches!" Daniel gritted his teeth as he watched her. "For the last time, where is my food?" He repeated the question as he angrily pulled out his tie, and unbuttoned his shirt. His veins were popping out. Steam were coming out of his ears as he constantly tried to keep his anger in check. Again, Patricia ignored him. "Come on girly," Patricia clapped her hands in glee, encouraging the female lead in the movie. "You don't need to give up. More punches to his gut and groin." Her eyes dan
Chapter 17Daniel's hands trailed the staircase rail oblivious to Patricia's lusty eyes feasting on him. His phone rang as he descended. With a furrowed brow, he glanced at the caller with a sigh. "Hello Shelly," "Mr Daniel, based on your request. There is an information which I would love to share." Intrigued, Daniel stopped descending. "Yeah. You have my full attention." "In the process of tracking Fredrick's phone calls, I discovered his connection with Henry Gomez, the ex-military personnel who was the sole purpose behind Melissa's death. His dial calls revealed that they have been in touch with each other recently. They had plans to meet two days ago. Unfortunately, the meeting was cancelled due to Henry's believed of being monitored."Daniel's gritted his teeth. Damn! Fredrick was connected to Henry. Oh gosh! What a small world. He didn't see that coming neither was he expecting it. "Alright. So what's his next moves?""Our system was able to picked up some of his calls whi