Marcus parked the sleek black sedan a few blocks away from the prison, ensuring no prying eyes would catch him entering. The sweat he had accumulated while stealing out of the house had disappeared. Thanks to the AC. He was dying of anxiety of not seeing her. He looked from left to bright and sighed. His informant was right. Now was the right time.The night was chilly, and the streets were deserted, except for the occasional patrol car. He adjusted his coat, the weight of the situation settling on his shoulders as he walked purposefully towards the looming prison walls. “Marcus” he turned immediately. It was Officer Rodney. His inside man.“Follow me” he said and they walked a little distance. The officer tapped on a wall and the door slid open. There was no way that was a door, Henry thought.Inside, under the dying lights of the visitation room, Sabrina, his girlfriend awaited him. Her blonde hair was tied back in a simple ponytail, and she wore the plain prison uniform with a cer

Elena’s POV“Elena!” Fiona yelled.“Huh” I immediately turned. “Oh I’m sorry for calling you like that. I had been calling you since but you didn’t reply. Are you okay?” Fiona said the last part with so much care. I nodded quickly. Shit. I had zoned out again.“I am fine. Don’t worry about me. I just remembered something” I said smiling nervously. Fiona smiled slowly.“I think the boss wants to see you now” she smiled. I smiled back at her and headed for the elevator. Waving her goodbye. Breathe Elena Breathe. It can’t be him. I mean I know he was pissed at me and I thought about him a lot but why will I hear of Mafia and think of Henry. I mean there are many mafia men around. I got to his floor and began towards his office.I strained my neck and there he was. In flesh and bloodHenry. Immediately I spun around. My heart hammered against my chest. I made a dash to the receptionist on his floor.“Where can I find the bathroom?” My voice was all panicky “Anxiety huh” the recep

Ruby’s POVEver since I had that confrontation with Marissa, Hercules had been complaining that I had grown distant. He said I rarely came up to his room, neither did I let him come to mine. I couldn’t tell him my reasons, I just prayed he understood me. After breakfast, I took a walk in the garden and I looked up and froze. I couldn’t believe it.Hercules was staring at me. My heart raced.Was anything on my face? Was it the make up? Does he know? Immediately I looked away. In my head, I was running around like a headless chicken. OMG! What does that mean? Why was he staring at me? Did Marissa say anything?I instantly ran upstairs and straight to my room. The moment I shut the door behind me, I leaned into it as my heart raced. I didn’t leave my room again. So I began to target when he wasn’t around to come out of the house, but weirdly I always bumped into him. I felt sad that I had to avoid him these days.Two days later, the house was getting fumigated. Henry said he had seen

Elena had been enjoying a quiet Saturday afternoon at Danny’s home. Not she loved staying at Danny’s. He had compelled her to come over.She was lost in the pages of a novel that offered her an escape from the annoying life she was living. The soft murmur of the air conditioner and the distant chirping of birds outside were the only sounds that filled the cozy apartment. Happy that the devil of Danny had left the house earlier. She was free to fantasize about she and Henry. And of course she took the job but didn’t mention to Danny that her now boss was Henry.The doorbell shattered the quietness, jolting Elena out of her literary world. She hesitated, wondering who could be visiting unannounced on a weekend. Danny didn’t tell her that someone was coming.Setting her book aside, she moved towards the door and opened it to find Claire standing there, her usually bright eyes clouded with unease. What was she doing here? She wondered. Who even told her she was here?."Elena, can we talk

When Henry drove into the house, he last thing he expected to see was Marissa, that friend of Ruby kicking the ball. It was like she was so good with the ball. Henry turned off the ignition of the car and immediately walked to the field. Just then the ball swayed to where he stood. He kicked the ball and when Marissa saw him, she blushed red.“I’m sorry I didn’t—” she began.“You didn’t what? And by the way what are you sorry for” he smiled at her.Marissa pointed towards the house.” I think I should get back inside” she laughed nervously.“Come on, I just got here. Play with you me” he kicked the ball and it landed at her feet.“ Nah I —” “Unless you are a chicken” Henry smirked.“No I’m definitely not” Marissa laughed nervously.“Okay you can go. I guess you are not confident enough in those skills of yours” he said looking away.Marissa’s laugh turned to a scoff. “Mr. Henry I am everything and confident” “It’s just Henry” he squinted at his watch. “ Then why are you running a