Colton fumed with anger and stormed into his room.
There were already a few strippers waiting patiently for him in his room all half naked displaying their bodies. "All of you, get the hell outta here! Can't you f*cking see when I am not in the mood?" He screamed as soon as he sighted them. Quickly, all frightened, they dashed out of his room in sequence. They sure didn't want the wrath of their lord on them. It could mean death. Colton roared like a hungry lion, scattering everything his hands could lay on. None of the maids or househelps entered at that point. He could play with a broken glass. It happened several times. Colton ripped his suit open, allowing air to have passage. He walked to and fro, scattering some more items in his room. He then angrily shoved his hands into his pocket and took his phone out. He dialled his father Mr. Blake. Fumes escaped his nostrils like an angered bull. "Any updates son?" Blake asked as soon as he picked up the call. "There's no f*cking update dad. She remained silent throughout and just stared at me like a depressed owl!" Colton barked furiously. "Hell no! That girl's head is a rock. And son, you know what we do to a hard rock eyy?" Blake asked in his creacking old voice. "We crack 'em up and split them open," Colton replied. His anger already getting lowered. "Good! Tomorrow, I will meet with Winston and increase the pressure. You are not a toy to be played with. "He must go on with the contract marriage for now at least. And when he foolishly signs it, we strike. Winston's company will then belong to us finally." "Well, let's see how far we can go. I need to get to the office now. The police are still trying hard to crack our last game!" "We need to give all our stakeholders and other partners more reasons to trust our company" "If any secret leaks, the mutual trust remains and we get vouchers. "Good boy. You'd make a great leader! Now, run along. I have some things to fix" Blake ended and ended the call. Blake sat in his wheelchair staring at the big board he had in front of him. He was finally putting all the pieces together. His plan was coming to life. He stared at the picture of Amanda with contempt and clenched his fist. He then pressed a button and, controlling the wheelchair, he got to a table, picked up a knife and hurled it at Mr. Winston's photo. "It's payback time dear friend! You will rot in my custody and beg for mercy!" he giggled evilly! ****** Though Amanda could barely see the man who had just caught hold of her, she could feel him. Her hands rested on his chest. It was muscular. She began to trail her hands down to his abs. They were quite thick. Though she was drunk, at this point, she felt so… so different. It was like this man was an angel, a hero in disguise. Amanda seemed to be lost in his eyes. It was as deep as expressive, and a wink would attract almost any lady. Ethan stared into her eyes, never giving his eyes a second to blink. His gaze was distracted by the two big mounds in front of her. Her boobs were perfectly rounded and were worth losing focus for. He could fee and smell her breath on his face. It was a Noie Inquiétude cocktail. The most expensive in the city. He immediately concluded that this must be one very rich woman. Maybe a CEO. Fortunately, his legs wagged her back and slightly came in contact with her behind. Her hips fixated perfectly beside his waist. They were very curvy and blended with her slim waist. This woman was the very epitome of beauty. Even in the darkness, he could see her skin glow. Her black hair strands that fell beneath her perfectly highlighted the blue light. Each strand of her eyebrow had a beauty story to tell. Was she an angel from the sky? Ethan questioned in his heart. "Take me to my room and call Beatrix. I wanna just sleep on the moon. I hate Colton. I… I miss you mama" Amanda was clearly high already. Her speeches became vague. "Alright Miss. I'll take you to the room now!" Ethen then placed his hands well under her waist and raised her. He lifted her up and carried her gently, making his arms and chest display his masculine competence. Soon, they were at the door. Ethan managed to take his key and swipe a card across the pass code box and the door opened automatically. He shut the door using his leg. He was finally able to put her on the bed. But Amanda was not dizzy yet. Ethan took her phone from her purse. He then managed to find the finger to unlock the phone after switching it on. He searched for the name Beatrix. It was saved as Trixia Gum with three love emojis. She must be a good friend or sister. "Hello. Ethan here. Am I unto Beatrix?" Ethan asked, still staring at the beautiful woman on the bed. "What do you mean? Who is this?" Beatrix asked, confused like from the other end. "Well you see ma'am, she asked me to call you. She's in a room in Lych Bar now. She drank a little too much. Will send you the location" "Alright. I will be coming right away. And hey! Don't do anything stupid. Is that clear?" "Yes ma'am". Ethan ended the call. Amanda's wallpaper was her beloved beautiful mother. He felt the urge to scroll through her SMS, but deleted the thought from his head. "Thanks for saving me. You are my hero. Come and give me a kiss right now.." Amanda suddenly spoke unconsciously. The invitation sounded so alluring. "You need to rest ma'am. I just called Beatrix. She's on her way now." He answered the drunk angel. "No, I insist, come here. You are so loving and sweet and kind. I hate Colton. My father wants to bla us bla bla marree.." Amanda rose up and grabbed Ethan to herself. Ethan wanted to let go, but who would say no to this beautiful woman. She leaned forward and aimed for his lips but kissed his chin. After much thought, Ethan decided to not let this moment pass. A passionate kiss wouldn't be so bad. He said to himself. He then allowed her. Though she was drunk, she seemed to be fully aware of what she was demanding. Ethan then began to gently take his hands behind her head and stroke it. He also began to caress her back gently, returning her passionate kiss. The two became so intimate, making love on the bed, but it stopped there. Ethan did not dare to go further at first. "You're so hot and caring… Will you… will you marry me instead?" Amanda asked still speaking vaguely. Her eyes were still very heavy, so they were slightly closed. She did not give him a chance to answer as she shut his mouth with another long kiss and their attachment got even stronger. She wrapped her hands loosely around Ethan as she had no strength left. She seemed to enjoy this moment. Ethan was made to think. 'marry me instead?' Was this woman married? No. He didn't think so. She didn't have a ring on and why should she drink herself to stupor if she has a husband at home? Ethan tried to make every moment with her worth it. The last romance he ever had was 3 years ago back in Mexico with his ex who left him for another guy. Amanda then took her hands away from his shoulder and then behind her back to unzip her dress. His body began to shake. She was drunk. He would be so foolish and heartless to have an intercourse with her. Amanda finally took her dress off. At this point, Ethan feared that she knew what she was doing. Her two mounds fell open like the beautiful dual-mountain on the outskirts of New Hilton. The twin mountain was the biggest tour site in the country. Everyone loved it there. Ethan sat besides the coarse woman thinking of what to do. Finally, he gave in. Or rather, he gave in. Ugh! It happened so fast, Ethan cursed himself every second. She definitely had too much, she still isn't conscious? He mumbled. Ethan then stopped all of a sudden. His heartbeat flared like the accident he witnessed 3 years ago with Jameson. "Brr.. brrr.." the door rang.Ethan gasped in shock and amusement. He had entirely forgotten that he called Beatrix to come over. "Shhhhit" he whispered under his breath. His heart began to pound hastily. Beatrix was too fast. He prayed that she wouldn't suspect anything. He quickly puts Amanda back to bed without hesitation and dresses her properly. He then made sure the bed cover didn't look so textured and rough. He then tucked his tuxedo in properly and stiffened his collar as well, adjusting his staff badge to look more professional. He made sure his trousers were aligned. He then walked quickly towards the door. "Nothing happened. She won't know. She was drunk. She asked for it! Goddamn it!" He then took a deep breath in and relieved it, reassuring himself. "Where's she? How did she get here?" Beatrix screamed as soon as Ethan pulled the electric door open. Beatrix was a beauty queen. She looked like one of those celebs. She was a tall, pretty, blonde lady. She had a low skin opa
Slowly, Ethan shoved the two cards back into his pocket gently as soon as he locked gaze with Colton. His mind flew high. Sweat gradually dripped from his face even though he was standing adjacent to an air conditioner. Ethan thought of going back upstairs and even running away from the bar, but it was already too late. "You mean this bartender saved Amanda? It's crazy don't ya think?" Colton asked, not seeming too interested in the guy. "Well, if that's what he claims, then, what's the big deal? Miss CEO is fine by the way." Beatrix ended. Ethan could not believe this. He thought of calling Jameson right away, but he held on for a bit. He tried all he could to make sure that no one noticed his phobia, so he simply smiled at Colton. "Let's get the fuck outta here!" Amanda commanded, somewhat aware of what was happening. "Alright, see um… why don't I accompany you to make sure she's safe. I mean, that's what friends are for right?" Colton offered to walk towards
"So, in view of that, we wish to show our utmost respect and gratitude to all who has shown support in their various contributions to support the project. "We want to specially thank Winston's company for their massive support to the government in constructing the first longest bridge in human history. "To honour their rather extreme supplement, we wish to announce that the name endowed on the Bridge is 'Lady Winston's Bridge.' The whole crowd cheered unanimously looking towards Mr. Winston. Some, though, clapped reluctantly as they were confused as to why the new bridge in the city should be named after the dead Mrs. Winston. Blake's face flared up. Everything that displayed on his face at this point was extreme antagonism. He looked at Mr. Winston as he stood up from his sitting spot and went to the platform. Mr. Winston was all smiles as he took the stairs and shook the governor and other press members. "Despite his wife's death 3 years ago, he struggled to
Before the security could reinforce and attack, the armed men in masks were gone. Everyone was shocked to the bone as they couldn't comprehend how those thugs got into the hall despite having very tight security. Blake fumed in anger and stormed his fist on the handle of his wheelchair, it mistakenly pressed a button. The hall became filled with security personnels of each of the attendants carrying them quickly to safety. Soon, Blake's phone rang. His body suddenly began to quiver in fear. The name of the caller was just a code. '7665'. Blake refrained from answering the call at first, but he shamanised. "One simple job, and you failed me. Now, I will do as agreed. I will proceed with the withdrawal of all ongoing projects between us" a man spoke coldly from the other end of the phone and ended it. "Shit! Nooo…" Blake screamed in agony and then hurled his phone to the ground almost too hard. Thankfully, it didn't obtain any crevice, just a scratch. Blake's co
Ethan trembled, so he moved further away from where Amanda was to speak with La Muérte. "I want to see you in Corway street at exactly 01:am. It's not a choice. You don't come, you'll die!" The voice said and ended abruptly. Ethan began to shake in fear. He had never feared any human like the popular La Muérte. Why would he ask him to come over to a street as lonely as Corway by 01:am? Ethan knew he was in trouble. Back in Mexico, Corazón city, everyone who heard the name melt in fear. Even the prevous governor dreaded the anonymous killer. Thanks to the new elected governor who vowed to subdue the serial killer. This news made him evacuate the city, never to be heard by anyone ever again. Now, all Ethan wanted was to go back to his country, far away from this murder. "Are you okay?" Amanda asked Ethan as soon as he returned. Ethan wasn't so sure, but his skin felt sweaty at this point. All the courage in him had been evaporated. Ethan simply smiled and nodd
Amanda sat still besides her father. She watched as the life machine beeped in sequence. It was a very long night. The machine clock that hung suspendedly on the wall beeped as the time hit 11:00pm. It was quite dark outside. The room was dead silent, and one could hear the drop of a pin. Mr. Winston was quite an elderly man who had an unstable health. The slightest fear could increase his blood pressure. Ever since Mrs. Winston died, her husband's health just deteriorated immensely. "What exactly happened?" Amanda finally asked Miss. Kristen, her father's personal assistant. "Well, miss, I wasn't practically there at the hall the moment the hoodlums attacked, but, thanks to his security personnels, he was quickly grabbed and carried away. He fell to the floor on the process and had a fracture in his left arm" Kristen answered and lowered her head. Amanda's mind was swelling with questions. Was this a set-up? Does Colton have anything to do with this? No! He ca
It's was 12:30am. The noise that ruled the city died down and awoke another midnight noise. Silence. It was a firmly established law in the city that all social gatherings and events must be put to a halt once it's past midnight. Ever since the city lost a very precious woman, Mrs. Winston, the city had not been so secure at midnights despite the security status. The case of her mysterious accident was still a case pending in court. Lawyer Ramzy vowed to get to the root of it and trap down the murderers. It's been 2 years now, yet, all Ramzy's hope proved futile. Ethan had made up his mind to just run away, far away from the city as Jameson had told him. Jameson had offered him money to travel out of the city that very night. But something told him to stay behind. He didn't know what that thing really was, but the one thing he was certain of easy that it was connected to Amanda. He had just fallen in love with the CEO of a massive company, and he had just gotten the
Amanda walked gently into the chief officer's office along with Fred who had already called her lawyer. The office was quite appalling. It had a wide air-conditioning that hung on the wall. Besides the AC was a big abstract artwork by the popular Nathan Emorey. How he grew from this to that was inspiring to the people of New Hilton. Amanda at this point didn't know what to even think. Confusion clouded her vision. Fred and his surbodinates were asked to wait outside until Amanda has been fully interrogated. Amanda's stomach churned inside of her. It was like she had swallowed a big chunk of iron and now, it's hurting her badly. She began to wish she had Ethan here. From the little time she had spent with him, she concluded that he was a nice, caring guy who would save her in tough situations like these. What could have possibly happened to Beatrix? Was it really Colton? He was the only person in the house when she woke up. Amanda found it hard to believe that Beatr