TYLERAfter he left, I went to the toilet to wash his blood off my hands. I looked myself in the mirror and realizes there was a little truth in what he said. Why was I so upset?Thea wasn't here so she was not going to see me fighting for her, she was just going to believe I told everyone. And even if I didn't, she'd hate me nonetheless. I punched the glass and it shattered on the floor. I needed a drink. I walked out and slammed the door hard, not caring about the consequences.I walked to the bar in a desperate attempt to clear my head, if I had to walk around with all this anger; I would end up breaking more than just glass. Probably Magnus's head.Grabbing a bottle of tequila from the cupboard and a shot cup, I took my seat at the bar and loosened my tie. If there was a word was than rage, that was exactly what I was feeling right now. How dare he? He really had some guts walking into my office to spew all of that rubbish."I slipped out information that," his words kept on repla

TYLERDressed in one of my best Tuxedos, I set out for the party with flowers in hand. Magnus had gotten rose flowers delivered to my doorstep and a part of me couldn't help but wonder if she really liked rose flowers or if this was another trick by Magnus. If it was, I would no doubt break one of Magnus's legs. I got into my car, the one I drove around myself, and headed to the location sent to me.All through the ride, I couldn't take my mind off the fact that this was a party for business Tycoons yet I, the biggest bird, didn't even hear about it. I felt insulted to say the least and the truth was gnawing in my stomach that Thea was eventually going to take the crown from me. She was growing at such an exceptional rate while I was here dealing with issues everyday with her on my mind. I couldn't blame her though, I deserved it; everything.****"The splash hall," the sign read, I had arrived at the venue. I pulled into an empty parking space, the last one; every other space was occ

Tyler's PovI sat in my sturdy, staring out the window at the ocean ahead. The sound of the gushing sea water seemed to match the rhythm of my racing thoughts. Lily's face flashed through my mind once again, her innocent eyes and contagious laughter, the vivid colour of her eyes and her whole features. She was the spitting image of a five-year-old - everything was still so small, her words were still pronounced with difficulty, still, she looks like a typical five years old girl - but something about her existence gnawed at me, not after the research I made and her features were just like mine when I was five, even now, she looked like me in every way.If I calculated well, Thea had left Manhattan five years ago and then she came back with a baby. The moment I saw Lily in that restaurant, I was attached and as time went on, the curiosity to know who her father was grew stronger within me. It was like an itch that I couldn't scratch, a question that demanded an answer. I tried to push

SEBASTIANI entered the living room and saw her seated. She was beautiful, in a jeans and a clean shirt that made her look younger than she was. I had grown to love her, she had a good vibe, always hoping for the best and staying with her sister through thick and thin. We were here to discuss something really important."Sebastian!" She cried out and came to hug me, "hmm, you smell nice. Is that a new perfume you're wearing?""Yup. You love it right? It's the best I have." As I sat down, I called the chef and we moved to the dinning table, we began eating and discussing. Excitement filled the air as Cora talked about the plan she had. We knew we had to make it a memorable event, something that would not only celebrate Booker's special day but also help boost her business. And what better way to do that than by inviting all the influential business tycoons in town? To me, I think it will help her."So, I learnt about this hall in the wealthy wing of the city, or, we could book the gran

TYLERIt was in the news I read about the party but I wasn’t given an invitation. Or, Thea didn’t see the need to invite me. Nevertheless, I was going to go. I got up from my bed, racking a hand into my head trying to picture myself at the party. “Maybe something good will happen tonight, I will try to win Thea’s trust.” I told myself and went to the bathroom I decided on a fitted tuxedo that was meticulously crafted to fit my frame. The jacket featured a sleek black satin lapel, that was beautifully against the crisp white dress shirt underneath. The shirt was expertly pressed, with a subtle sheen that added a hint of luxury. I had gotten this set last week but had nowhere to wear it to, it was the trousers that intrigued me, it was tailored to perfection, falling just right on my legs and creating a clean and polished silhouette. Trust black to always go well with me, it was the perfect choice to add liveliness to my demeanor. I got the details of the venue of the party online as