"What?!" It almost seemed as if a stone hit Victor hard in the head when he heard that. He looked at Marcel to see if he was joking but the unsmiling face told him all he needed to know."He's sending a message to me," Marcel told him.Victor rubbed his temple, "What does he want...?" he remembered, "Arianna. It's her, isn't it?"Marcel merely nodded."In that case, we should take Arianna and torture her, that would send our message to him as well,""That is not going to happen," Marcel growled, going against the idea immediately. He couldn't even stomach the idea of Arianna being tortured, not to talk of watching it on camera."You're against it?Why?" Victor huffed, "Because she's special after you've fucked her?!"Marcel's eyes reflected guilt for a moment, then hardened as he warned Victor, "Stop it,""What? Stop it? What's wrong with torturing the little bitch, huh? It has always been our modus operandi? Or have you fallen for her? Tell me, Marcel!" Victor asked, staring him stra

Sensitive Scene Ahead....Arianna biting on Kenith's tongue made me jerk away from her as if he was electrocuted. His expression was livid; he never expected she would go to the extent of trying to bite his tongue. The pain was much and his tongue felt numb."You bitch!" He roared, slapping her across the face. The pain from the slap was so great that Arianna saw stars. "Fine, since you want it this way then," Kenith totally lost it. Arianna hardly recovered from the slap only to feel Kenith's hands on her body trying to take her blouse off. Her eyes widened, "What are you doing?!" She screamed, trying to kick him away but he grabbed her legs and straddled her. "I gave you an option yet you threw it away. Now you don't get one anymore!" He growled, trying to strip her. But Arianna fought him back fiercely; she would rather die than let him have her. "Big Joe would never forgive you for this!" She threatened Kenith, hoping that would stop him. But Kenith laughed at her instead,

"Have you sent flowers and message Clara that she would accompany me to the funeral service today," Marcel said while working on his silver cuffs.He was dressed impeccably in his black suit for the event. Although he didn't dress to impress, Marcel had a good structure plus his drop-dead gorgeous face. His features were lasting in one's memory even at a first meeting.Even when Marcel didn't put any effort, he looked dashing compared to when he cleaned up nicely. However, for such a handsome face, his expression was stoic, giving him a strict and imposing aura. With this impression, he would not be taken for granted wherever he went. "Yes, I did, sir. " The man answered him. This was an errand Macy would have taken care of if she had been around but until she recovered from her "broken nose" her position would be occupied by Samuel.Samuel was no other than the soldier that had dragged Arianna out of the room and handed her over to Kenith per Marcel's instructions.There was a mom

A man was walking down the street, however, his movements were pretty suspicious because he kept looking over his shoulder as if he was trying to discern if he was being followed.He continued his lookout; walking the streets in circles two times and after confirming that he wasn't being followed, branched off into an alleyway that led him into an uncompleted building.This man was no other than Jeremy, the young man who had shown that video to Kenith earlier in the day. If one took a good look at him now, you would notice that he looked flushed and kept pacing up and down the building anxiously."Why isn't he coming?" He murmured, irritably. Jeremy had bloodshot eyes and he kept scratching his arms as if it was itching him."Please come," Jeremy was in the middle of a breakdown and his gaze roved over the place trying to confirm if he was indeed in the right place.Almost immediately, a man stepped out of the shadows. This man was no other than Elijah who had been hiding and observi

There wasn't a smile on Clara's face as she applied the last touch of lipstick to her already dark red lips. She had been having the best time of her life with Luther only for Marcel's people to come and disrupt it. Clara snorted, he even had the nerve to send her flowers. As if that would win her over to his side, she scoffed. All they told her was for her to get prepared because she was escorting Marcel to a funeral. Clara didn't know who died - although she wished it had been Marcel- she had a feeling that her father-in-law, Daniel, would be there. Marcel always comes looking for her because he needed her to deal with him. The man surprisingly likes her.Truthfully speaking, after her last encounter at his place, Clara was now scared of that man. No, she was scared of all of them. If Daniel had treated his late wife badly, who knows how Marcel would treat her? He even promised to give her a living hell at their last meeting. But then, Clara knew her case would be different. For