It was a new day. The streets of Los Angeles were swarming with people who were either driving or walking to their destinations. The sun was quite intense—since it was “sunday”. And it was definitely not the type of day to be indoors. But things were different for Alvin; he held a bored expression on his face as he looked at the swimming pool before him. He was lying back at the pool bench in front of his permanent residence—not sure if that was the best way to wade away time. Alvin's face was free from a mask, and that was the only thing he was enjoying at that moment. He was shirtless, even though he hadn't got in the pool yet. But he wasn't only shirtless, he was also restless. No matter how hard he had tried, he couldn't get his mind off the girl who he had met twice now. He hadn't thought too much about her the first time they met in the fueling station. But now, he saw her face everywhere he looked. “I'm crazily obsessed with her,” he muttered to himself, smiling for the
Raven Waxson stepped out of his black Mercedes car. It was Sunday, and the sun was more intense since it was afternoon. He was outside a very popular and large hotel in San Francisco. Raven let the cigar on his lips fall to the ground and he squeezed it with his leg. “This is how I'm gonna squeeze him,” he muttered to himself. He was wearing a long black robe with a thick hood. His face tattoo shone wickedly as he looked at the building before him. Raven turned back to his car and ordered the driver to go wait for him. Then, he patted the knife in the pocket of his boxers and walked towards the gate of the hotel. Two security men were standing there. They both looked alike with their saggy moustache, blue and black uniforms and a chubby short body. One had a short colt 1191 gun tucked to his side and the other had a weapon-scanning device. Raven walked up to them with a frown on his face. He was about to barge past them when the one with the weapon pushed him back. “Kindly sh
Nora was lying down on her bed. Her hair was scattered on the sheets and her eyes were heavy from tears. It was 3p.m. in the afternoon, and yet she hasn't climbed out of the bed since she woke up that morning. Her heart was heavy, she was angry and depressed. Diving that man had probably been the worst decision she had made in her life. Not only had she lost her job, she has also lost the chance of getting the money she needed for flying out of the country to a place no one would find her. She picked her phone on the bed, then she opened it and went to her gallery. Tears of pain filled her eyes as she opened the picture of her father. He was smiling, his dimples shone in his face where he had the tattoo of a small scorpion; he also had green innocent eyes—just like hers. Nora cried as she looked at the picture and thought of him. If only her father had been innocent like his eyes, maybe he would still be alive today. There was a sudden knock on the door. Nora knew it was Cath
(Last chapter's continuation) “He is?“ asked Nora with a voice filled with disbelief. “I am?“ asked David. “Yes! He's that guy I told you about, Nora. He had the lead role in the “Ten days in hell” movie.“ Nora looked at the man before him, like she could hardly believe what she was hearing. She and David were very close for such a long time. How come she never knew he was an actor? “Is this true, David?“ Nora managed, not knowing what else to say. David nodded as his reply, adjusting his tie like it was just starting to choke him. And for the first time, Nora noticed that he was wearing an actual suit—not the pencil-jeans and T-shirt he always wore when they were still… Catherine was practically jumping in excitement. “How come a person as rich and famous as you is in a North Hollywood bar of all places? What happened to the real celebrity cities like Los Angeles and New York?“ “I—” “We need to leave right now, Cat,” Nora suddenly said, not giving “David Beckham” a ch
It was Monday at last, a sunny and busy day that promised success and a happy ending. Alvin was at the fitness side of his company. He was doing the gym with headphones on his ears. It was one of the private facilities in the building, allowed to only him and sometimes to assistant CEO Victor. Alvin's face was filled with sweat as he worked out his hatred against life. The headphone was blasting his ears with loud pop songs and he was starting to feel out of the world again. The threadmill was at it's fastness, and Alvin kept going even though he was starting to get tired. His thoughts went back to the green-eyed girl once again, and he was soon starting to regret never asking her for her name. But she seemed to be familiar with that place where she saved him—so he might be lucky enough to see her again if he goes back there. As Alvin was contemplating it, he soon losed concentration and ended up slipping off the threadmill. He landed on his back on the floor, his arm and legs
Nora was walking around the sitting room of her apartment, her hands folded on her chest like she was pondering something very important. The house and surroundings were quiet, since their closest neighbours were some feets away from them; and they had all gone to their working place. Nora picked her phone from the table in front of her, and let-out a grunt when she saw that her email was empty. None of the companies she applied to had accepted her. Nora sincerely didn't know what department she wanted to work in. She did go to school, but it was barely before graduating that she was swept back into the web of her father's mafia family situations. Not that she cared, though. She would gladly accept if she got a job as a cleaner, nanny or even a cooking staff—as long as the job would fetch her a little more money to add to the one she had saved so she could fly out of the country and start an entirely new life. Nora slumped down to a chair in the living room, her eyes spinning
Raven was panting, scattering everything that was in his way. He had a very angry expression on his face and a cigarette burning in his mouth. Jordan was trying to calm him down, but he wasn't showing any signs of wanting to calm down soon. “I can't believe I was knocked out by one of my stepbrothers. Where the f*ck were you all?“ yelled Raven. “We did succeed in saving you at last. I don't know why you're making the situation complex!“ said Jayden. They were in Gomez Waxson's house, doing drugs as they looked at the angry Raven before them. The house was a large mansion with up to eighty rooms. It was built in a very private and protected estate in California, and only the rotten-rich could afford to own and maintain a house there. All the members of the Scorpion Mafia family were complete. They were some guarding the gates, some arranging and packaging cocaine and marijuana they were going to sell, some reloading the firearms and guns, some cooking and some doing many other
The news had spread all over the radio stations, newspapers and other social media apps in Los Angeles and the whole of America that Alvin Miller of Crystal Blue company threatened to kill all the board directors and shareholders of Madrin Company if they ever neared his company again. They were reporters outside the Skyscraper of Blue Crystal company, all struggling and fighting to pave a way into the building. But the security was tight, so none of them could go in. Amanda was stressed. She had been sending messages and running errands for her boss since the day started. It was about 2p.m. now, and yet the reporters weren't showing any signs of wanting to give up. Alvin was pacing around in his office, hitting his fists on the wall in anger and destroying the MacBook that sat on his table. Two of the companies they had partnership with had called and cut ties with Blue Crystal company. The rest had sent letters to confirm if what they were hearing was true, and Alvin couldn't eve