Novels by Bitter Sugar

“Nice to work in proximity with you now Linda,” Rex affirmed sitting up to catch her gaze as she sat coldly across the desk. “I must commend your indelible approach to making Jeff Group greater under the ownership of my son.”She etched a hard smile. “My pleasure, sir, and I look forward to a better Jeff Group too.” She lowered her gaze and asked, “About my interest in your son. Is there any hope for me? I would feel better acting and investing my effort in this group as Mrs. Ethan than Mrs. Linda.”Rex snorted heavily. “Yes, it is on my mind but I have come to realize Ethan has zeroed his mind on love, and wouldn’t want to hear anything about women. The other time he got mad at me. The only thing that matters to him now is his multi-billion empire…”She felt a churning in her belly, her heart stiffened with loss. “You have tried your best sir. I will wait , hopefully someday he will notice me. But for now I have to give this group my best and execute the best projects…”A cloud of sm

“Have you ever pondered the impossibility of doing what you just said,” Linda blinked thoughtfully at him, her studious gaze on his venous hands that took out a stick of cigar and began to smoke. “Did you just say it for saying sake or you want to put me in trouble..”Jack hesitated , and once he puffed a cloud of smoke he sat down, and let a dismissive chuckle. “Ethan is fucking rich, and besides you are not stealing his money but stealing back what belongs to you…”She tossed her head. “Stealing back what belongs to me? How?” she seemed to be gaining interested; it was evident in the way she sat almost close to him. “I have lost that company. I don’t think I can ever reclaim it..”“Oh you can,” he cut in, and took out some documents. “Jeff group is currently worth 300 billion ever since Ethan stepped in, it is time to liaise with the accountants, the secretary and every useful staff that can aide your mission…”She dimmed her eyes thoughtfully. “And you think Ethan would have such e

Jack and the rest of the gang hung behind the shut the door as their private doctor attended to Josh.At first they could hear his howl and his quest to be shot dead by Jack, because of the unbearable pain in his lower heart frame. The surgeon had thought he could do his best to keep him alive.Jack had even threatened to terminate the surgeon if he didn’t save Josh; but all of that dwelled on the fact that Josh was at his last seconds, snapping, snarling and heaving unbearable pain only his heart could understand.When jack couldn’t hear his howling anymore, his concern brewed, fear scraped through his thought as he placed his ears on the door to eavesdrop…The moment he thought about barging into the OR to check up on Josh, the door swung open. The surgeon looked dead from hell; his face sweated profusely, hand gloves red with blood as he summoned Jack in.Jack rushed in and paused at the sunken sight of Josh. His eyes had submerged behind his skull, and his gaping mouth thickened

That night Rex had visited Ethan for dinner but within him, he knew the purpose of his visit wasn’t for the sake of dinner but to steal a chance to convince him about Linda. After appreciating him for hiring her as his branch manager, he pretentiously focused on talks about Linda just to capture his attention.“I have never seen a girl as educated as Linda. I guess you saw that in the interview,” he stole a glance at Ethan who was busy staring at the highlight on TV.He tossed his head idly, and Rex would have preferred a cold reply to the tossing of head which made him look like a fool. Ever since they started eating, Ethan had never muttered a word, especially when he raised discussion about Linda.Seeing that discussion about Linda wasn’t doing the charm, Rex resumed another discussion about his cousin’s son.“You are yet to see Mark, but that guy surprised his parents last weekend. He proposed to his girlfriend, and guess what they are expecting a baby. Despite his father’s warnin

Being a servant to your enemy is a voice screaming weakness and not a powerful comeback. How else do I tell you Ethan is your enemy for life? How do you want me to tell you that he will do anything to see you breathe your last…”She sighed. “Listen up, I don’t want you to ruin my day, OK,” she snarled. “Getting that job is the best thing that has ever happened to me so I wouldn’t want you to poison my mood.”She wanted to shove past when she gripped her.“OK, fine, I have come to say sorry for everything,” he took out a sizeable flower from his car and held out. “please, let it go. I don’t want us to drag this. I have come to be the man you want me to be. I just…”“Jack… Jack…”she interrupted. “I thought you were my kind of man but you are not. Ethan is and will always,” she affirmed, seeing the cloud of ruin and fury that hovered in his eyes at the struck of reality. “Yes Ethan doesn’t crave me as much as I do but in my next life I will still go for him…”“You can’t compare me with t

Their gaze met and Linda struggled to swallow hard. “Good morning, dear. I …I came for the interviews,” she stuttered heavily, her gaze now lowered to avoid Ethan’s interrogative stare.“I least expected you showing up.” Ethan sat up and pointed her to a seat, “You lost your father’s group to me and you want to work for me in the same group? There are many groups out there that can hire you so why me?”“My father’s group like you said,” she sniffed gently, daring to fight off the shades of emotion that engulfed her as she dared to recall the loss. “I guess I stand a better chance to manage it and take it to the next level, since nothing is new about it…”“I want a fresh graduate for this position, Linda. You don’t stand a chance,” Ethan tossed his head and clicked his fingers… “Tell me why I shouldn’t reject you…”“I have two masters, three doctorate, and two first degrees in business administration, I got what it takes to be your manager. Let’s keep our differences aside. I can perfo

At the sight of Diego stepping out of the bunker, the ten thousand soldiers stamped their boots and a resounding salute hung in the air. An ear-ringing silence hovered in the tranquility of the dried summer.Diego accompanied by his young dragon which hung on his shoulders, walked around the soldiers, inspecting the new recruits and tossing his head in approval.“We are fire!” his voice echoed into the distant jungle as he paced up and down, addressing his soldiers, “But all of a sudden the storm from the ocean has dared our guts. This storm goes by the name Lucas Maduro!”He stroked the young feathers of his dragon as he shot a thunderous stare at them, his boot shuffling through the gravel as he paced.“He claimed to be unbeatable and that has offended our pride. How can we stay and watch one man, just one man with a dick and two balls, a convict that I gave freedom to seize our refinery, and presidential cemetery all because he seeks vengeance, huh?”He paused and stood on the sta

The soldier pressed on the emergency alarm and a battalion of soldiers sprang out for action from their manholes.Every one of them clutched their guns and widened their eyes for any escapee or intruder. She seemed to have been out of sight now as the soldier pointed his gun around, combing around for her.“I got your son. You can’t escape this. Unless you are not a mother, you would want to escape with him. Yeah. Even if you do I swear to god I will still find you and make you…”He hadn’t finished his words when a heavy metal slammed on his skull, leaving him sliding to their ground. She gave him a resounding kick in the face and belly and about to finish him up, he clutched her leg and tossed her to a corner like leaflet.She winced and whines painfully. About to pounce on her feet and another soldier pounced out and grabbed her before a resounding slap accompanied his intention; this time her sight blurred as she rolled her eyes to gain vigor.He punched her in the face, leaving he

“Are you searching for something?” the soldier beamed, his smile hugely kept as he pulled out a gun and pointed at the skull of the kid, “I guess you would understand this language better,” he corked.“Mummy” Morris finally called with scare and trembling, as he felt the hard grip of his oppressor on his skull, knowing something was definitely wrong.“Hand me my son,” she opened her arms, “You wouldn’t do that. All we want is a peaceful escape. You should have pretended not to have seen us. You can still do that. Hand me my son now,” her tone, was a bit pensive as she glued to her spot.“The keys!” the soldier demanded with temerity, “Hand them over to me or I swear to god I will blow his skull and hand them to you for dinner. The keys now!” he began to near her and each time he did, earned her a step backward.“I can’t,” she tossed her head, her face squeezing in utter rejection as she clamped the bunch even tighter, her eyes scanning around for any weapon of defense. She only could

Shortly after Diego had left, Alicia had engaged Peter in a steamy stare. Her eyes focused on the large bunch of key drooping from his jacket. She knew that was the key to the major exit and if she could have it, she would be on her way out of the dangerous bunker.Peter was pouring some wine by the corner of the shelf, his eyes fixed on mixing some wine.She held out her G-string, the same G-string Diego had stripped from her waist. “Opportune to see this.” She flirted with him, her focus still on the key.Peter managed a smile on his face and then shrugged, “You are my master’s food, but trust me when I tell you I have so much respect for your husband, and he is the master I speak of.” Peter paused to recall his impactful experience with Lucas. “He was such a dedicated general and a teacher.”Alicia sighed. “I am tired of dreaming about him, I hope someday I will see him in flesh and blood. The system wants to scrape his name from what is rightfully his. They slaughtered his parents

The moment Alicia heard the stomping of boot in the corridor, she knew who it was so she adjusted and held Morris tightly. Their confines were a transparent roofed house which gave room for the direct penetration of sunlight.Diego had put her and the kid in that confine after she dared to escape a few days ago.With red, brimming eyes, she squinted at the handle of the door opening gently and permissively. And then she began to adjust to the edge of the wall with Morris tightly held in her embrace.Diego paused at the door, his restless eyes roaming from edge to edge, trying to see if she was up to some skims. He took out his 8-rounds pistol, his boot stomping as he neared her.“You never told me your husband was the unbeatable monster who could take down hundreds of soldiers as if he were walking on anthills,” he pressed the gun on her skull and then put it between her thick lips.“Taking a look at you right now arouses my dick. You must be good at giving a head, huh,” he burst into

Lucas didn’t just wait for the soldier to confront him. Like a dove flying from the sky, he crash-landed in front of them, and they fell back and held out their rifles, heavy cracking of bullet shells filled the air.Lucas stood, his gaze lowered, long hair covering his hospital-looking face as he stroked his pendant.“I expect some of you soldiers to be loyal to me but you have chosen death over life, captivity over freedom. Now for the sake of being your former general, I will give you the opportunity to walk away as living souls.”“No, Lucas!” they chanted at once, their rifles still pointing at him, “You have no power to give us commands anymore. We are only answerable to two entities, Diego and Mr. president. And you have been instructed to vacate the presidential cemetery so that the president’s mother can be buried. You can also do us more favor by vacating the refinery as well.”Those words stole his excitement but he managed to repeat himself. “You all are people’s wives, fat