Meanwhile, in California, Raven and Venom with two Scorpion guys were in a club. The time was around 2a.m. Now, the four of them were seated in a four-chair setup with a table in the middle. They were drinking in silence and watching the people at the other part of the club dancing tirelessly. Raven's leg was tied with a cloth where it was shot. The injury was long gone since he had spent two days at home to rest but it still pained him. He grunted every now and then and took a sip of his drink, his thoughts wavering far into space. Venom insisted that they came here for unknown reasons; and Raven had accepted not because he wanted to but because he knew Raven had the favour of the Scorpion Mafia family. A minute later, a cough could be heard from one of the guys. “I'm exhausted, man. I feel like I need a break,” he said. Venom darted his head to his direction, the grip on the glass of whiskey in his hands intensifying. “I don't recognise you, but I did notice you look alot
Morning came at last. It was sunny and a little noisy as the birds of the sky welcomed the new day with beautiful songs. Catherine walked out of David's house with a frown on her face. She was wearing the same cloth she had come here with yesterday and her bag was tightly held under her hands. David also opened the door after her and stepped out with a hot coffee mug brewing in his hands. If he was happier than Catherine, then that would mean he was a hell of a real actor to not let it show. Catherine started walking to the gate with the frown staying consistent on her face but David suddenly stopped her. “Where do you think you're going?“ She stopped immediately and abruptly turned with a look of anger in her eyes. “What sort of question is that, David? Where does it look like I'm going?“ David stared at her for a moment with his poker expression and looked at the watch on his wrist. He then walked to the outdoor hut house wearing a white bathrobe. He sat down on the swinge
It was 9p.m. in the morning when Nora woke up. She had a smile on her face like she'd had the best dream of her life. Nora stretched on the bed and turned to the other side. Alvin was still sleeping. Her smile widened as she saw his beautiful sleeping structure. The lower part of his body was covered with the bed's blanket and the upper part was bare to the face. A blush crept up her cheeks when she recalled what they had done last night. She could practically still feel his hands on her skin as he explored and did wonders to her body. Nora brought up her hands and stroked his hair, making sure to be careful so she wouldn't wake him. The feel of his hair was soft under her hands and she suddenly wished she could swap it with hers. She had this feeling in her heart that was too good to be true—she didn't know exactly what it was—but knew she started to develop it the first time they met in that gas station and mistakenly kissed. Her hands moved to his forehead and she closed
Author's POV Alvin apologised to Nora and dressed up in less than five minutes before he walked to the door and opened it. Mr Lyam was standing there, his eyes darting around as he tried to force his vision into the room. Alvin was leaning at the door frame and still had the door open; and he suddenly pushed Mr Lyam the moment he realised what he was trying to do. “Why are you here?“ Alvin angrily demanded. Mr Lyam looked at his master's face, then stepped his feet on the ground like he was standing at attention. “Bonjour, boss!“ “The morning wouldn't be good if you don't tell me why you're here at this moment,” Alvin snapped. Mr Lyam looked up at his face since he was far shorter than Alvin. “You look happy, master—happier than you've been in a long time. If I may ask: what is the cause of your happiness? I just want to know so I can do it if you ever go sad again.“ Alvin gritted his teeth and shut the door with anger. “I asked you a question, Mr Lyam! Why are you knocking o
Author's POV After Alvin heard his father's call for the second time; he began to panic because he knew Nora couldn't have gotten out of the house yet. And he couldn't imagine them both being together alone for a second. He hurriedly opened his door and went to his wardrobe to find a new mask to wear. He wore the mask and stepped out of the room. Alvin felt his legs heavy under him as he descended the staircase. He sighed in frustration and ran his hands over his hair. Only God knows why his father was here at this time of the day. Alvin finally reached the sitting room. But he couldn't see anybody in sight. He was about to run out to look for Nora or a staff member who could explain what was going on when he heard someone clear his throat. His gaze darted to the end of his room, and he saw with surprise and disbelief that his father and Nora were seated across each other in the dining room and they had food spread on the table. He slowly approached them, his heart beating lo
Catherine's POV I heard low noises around me as I woke up. My eyes squinted in pain as I tried to make out anything in my surroundings. I started to move my hands so I could stretch but the pain brought me back. I let my head fall back on the bed and closed my eyes; thinking this was just a bad dream. But the reality of it was starting to take a grip on me. And I suddenly noticed even when I was too weak to raise my hands that a bandage was tied over my head. I completely closed my eyes to try ro remember what happened; And it suddenly opened the moment I recalled that David was the cause of it. The last thing I remember was him pushing me harshly to the wall behind him… and then: Blank! I felt a teardrop cascade down my cheeks. I'm just starting to realise the gravity of what I've done; maybe I should've left when he told me to. My fingers managed to move and touched the cloth I was wearing. And with dejection, I saw it was made of cotton—not exactly what I had been wearing
Nora's POV I quietly listened to Alvin's story and watched his expression change from grief to dejection to hatred and anger as he told it. Then finally, he stopped. And I didn't have to look at his eyes to know that he had gotten to the end. My hands started to shake on the table and I eventually brought it down to my sides. Every single word he said was digesting gradually in my brain and I was starting to feel it would be much to carry—maybe I shouldn't have forced him to say the truth, afterall. I closed my eyes, breathing in and out. But the next second, I hurriedly opened them because I was starting to see everything he said even when I hadn't witnessed any of it. If Alvin's story was true—which I believed it was; then that would mean the pain I had gone through in my life was little compared to his. His voice had cracked at some parts as he explained how dejected and frustrated he had felt and the way his mother started to treat him like he was an old and useless doll p
Author's POV Mr Lyam's eyes were wide open in disbelief and he slowly started to step backwards while his eyes moved from Alvin to Nora. “I—I should…” he stammered. Alvin swept his hands over his hair, in loss of what to do. “Why are you even here?“ “The…” Mr Lyam was looking at Nora's back as he answered, obviously trying to check if he had imagined what he saw. Nora's face was red in embarrassment and she slowly started walking back to the dining room without looking back when she suddenly heard what the butler said next. “The police are here.“ Nora froze still. Her heart flew into the air as she started to wonder the reason for the cops being here. Could it be because of her? Maybe Alvin's father had gone to make stories to the police because he thought she'd go and report him first if he didn't. Or maybe David knew Alvin's house since they had been schoolmates and he came with the police after telling them that Alvin wrongfully abducted her. Alvin was a little shocked at