••••♠️RYAN♠️ Out of the curtains, stood thousands of people, clapping as I move out to reveal myself to the public.It was a drastic decision I made, though I prefer the much needed privacy, this was all part of the strategy.After making my speech and unveiling the sculpture, the bidding commenced. One thing I love about aristocrats, is their ability to showcase their purchasing power.And as I thought, Collins Blake would go for it.Even a blind man could tell that that’s a sculpture of Rachel scrumptious body. I am pretty sure Collins wanted to buy it off because he may have suspected it to be hers. I know Collins, protector of his self acclaimed dignity and imagine having a man do a naked, faceless sculpture of your daughter’s body, I am sure you would want to buy it off immediately.$40m,and Collins wins the auction.I left the stage to go have a word with Alec Macquarie, a high school friend of mine who was a renowned pathologist.He was the one who helped me in secur

⚫️REECE⚫️ Collins called for a meeting in his lodge,it was almost midnight. Many thoughts ran through my head.Firstly,that motherfuckin’ two-faced gangster... Jake De Vande.How is it possible for him to maintain both profiles?A famous artist and sculptor.That’s not all,he is having an affair with Rachel.I scowled.“Are you okay,Reece?” Collins asked.“I’m fine.”“You look like you gonna shoot someone in the head. Anything the matter?” He asked.“I said,I’m fine.”Everywhere was silent.We sat in the parlor,having a bottle of wine together.Collins cleared his throat.“It was a wast of my money to have bought that piece of junk.”“That’s because it’s Rachel naked body that was being sculpted.” “I can’t agree less,Reece. The sculptor himself,Deamus or whatever that he is called. There is something familiar about him.” He said.“Pfft. I thought I was the only one who noticed it.” I said,folding my arms acRyan my chest.“Reece,You have the resources. You call the shots here. I want you to pu

♠️Ryan♠️ |Evening| 7:54pm|: I went out to a grocery store to get few stuffs to restock the refrigerator. I had returned to my apartment and I had Patricia waiting for me in the car outside.I picked her up from work as we promised and I was to drive her home. Also, the car was low on fuel. A fueling station was very close to the store, and that’s just fine.After swiping my card, I nodded at the cashier with a smile on my face. We have been talking for a while and laughing over stuffs. She smiled back, returning the card to me.“I can’t see your face properly, the cap’s covering the substantial details. But, you’ve got a very cute smile.” She flattered.“So do you too, ma’am. I should be going now. Some other time.” I said, picking up with plastic bags with the groceries, beverages and drinks in them.“Later!” She said in a melodious tone, waving at me as I walked out of the store.The weather dropped drastically low.It seems it would be snowing earlier this year and thankfully,

I shrugged a shoulder, giving him an unbothered look.“You already know. Jake De Walter, Seamus or... do you think I’m something else?” I asked, smiling sheepishly at him.He moves backwards, shuddering in fear.“I-I need to go,s-s-something came up, and I,I need to sort it out quickly.”“What about our money?” Bennile asked.Reece’s eyes were observing me intently. I smiled, running my fingers into my hair as I turned around to go sit on the wooden chair.“Will send it as soon as I leave here.”“Good... make no mistakes.” I stood in front of the chair, turning around to look at him.“And do yourself a favor, leave Rachel alone. She is mine...” I scowled at him,“... stay away from her, understood?”“Yes...” he furrowed his brows at me,“...I do.” I smiled.Slowly, I’m getting close to the big day. Right now, by playing with their heads, I can successfully break them and crush their ego. But in real sense, Reece is going to go down quickly and then, Collins is next.••••••💠ANNA💠|My Apartm

I took him into the mansion. I was in front while he was behind me as I led the way.We walked down the huge passage hall that led to the main building and I heard him exclaim.“WOAH! Sir...?!”I halted on my steps, turning around to look at him.“... sir, do you live here?” He asked, his eyes glistening as he was expecting an answer.“Yes. This is my home, my mansion. Just like you, I have boys working for me and they also live here.”He was astounded.“Your boys live in your mansion?”I tilted my head to side, smirking at him.“Yes. You will be staying here as well. I will be introducing you to them and they will get you acquainted with the kind of things I do.”He lowered his head as though he was ashamed and sad about something.“What is it, Darren?”“Sir, its just that...” he sniffled.‘Shit!. Is he crying?’I moved closer.“Why are you crying, Darren?”He scrunched his head up to look at me. I haven’t seen much tears in life, more especially, it was coming from a grown man.He grabbed my arm