“Carl?!" Dr. Kessing shot up from his chair, surprised to see Carl. “You...how? I thought it was a 10 year sentence?" He was obviously flustered.Carl smiled and gently closed the door behind.Dr. Kessing quickly stepped out behind his desk.“Please... please have your seat.” He gestured at a chair across his desk— the one Thompson Montclair sat on earlier. “Wow. You look...I mean you look different. Are you sure you were even sent to the prison or restaurant?" He chuckled, his tone light and teasing.“Amnesty came and I was among the lucky ones that got pardoned.” Carl said convincingly, not willing to reveal how he actually got out of the prison to Mr. Kessington.“I just returned to the city this morning and I came over to the office to sort some things out but it seems today is really a good day. I can't believe I'm seeing you, Carl. Is Elira aware that you're back?” He said happily as she sat on his chair again.“You're not aware Elira wants to end our marriage?" Carl was slight

Hearing the name, Mr. Kenneth adjusted on the sofa. He set his glass of wine aside and looked at Cassandra, his daughter with a new interest in his eyes. “Nameless king?" He repeated, his voice smooth with an edge in it. Cassandra gave a double curt nod. He cleared his throat and started with a different voice. “The only mysterious powerful man the world has ever heard of.” Cassandra listened raptly as he was saying. “Some believed he's just a rumour, some said he's just the ghost of a powerful man who died many years ago, but even at that, his name touches every lips everyday, his name tops news headlines and magazines, and yet no one has ever seen him. No one knows who he is, another powerful thing about him is that he has knowledge about everything which makes some people also call him the earth God.” He responded to the best of his knowledge and then leaned forward picking his glass cup of champagne. “Is there anything you've heard?” He asked quietly, swirling the glass gently.

Juliana paused and looked down at her finger. The ordinary ring which Kane used to propose to her years ago was still there. No glitters. No sclints. Just subtle silver foil. “I want that back.” Kane said, his voice calm but firm. His expression was cold and unreadable.Juliana froze. Kane had come all the way at that dead hour of the night to collect an ordinary ring? She didn't remember it, she could have pulled the ring and tossed it in the trash.Though Kane bought the ring for just $400 but it wasn't about the cost. What made the ring worthy was the effort, the sweats that dropped from his body before he could buy it. He could afford millions of the same ring now and even buy one that is far more better than it. But someone like Juliana don't deserve his efforts. Not anymore.A cruel amusing smile split Juliana's face before she burst into a wave of laughter, her cheek flushing red as the laughter rang with no end in sight, bouncing off the wall.A forgotten tears slipped fro

That same night at an infamous casino located at the fringe of the city. Taj Mahal. A playground for Callous criminal and drug lords and Dons. At Taj Mahal, Billionaires throw million grand as stake for gambling on cards and *ss. It is a three storey building, and as usual, colorful neon light twinkled at the top entrance where the name: Taj Mahal was stylishly engraved. The four walls of the building resonated as a loud speaker buzzed out a popular jazz from inside. Outside, fleets of dangerous cars lined up, each one giving no hint of mediocrity wish gave a clue that was the place is a sanctum for infamous Moguls. At the lowest floor of the casino, stark naked girls strippers squirmed around a pole, shaking their assets under the colourful light that bounced off the grimy wall. Gutteral laughter floated in the background as men seated around tables argue about cards and women, gulping strong alcohol and puffing weeds. Some of these men were sounded with strippers, twerki

******“Watch where you're going you schmuck!!" Juliana hissed at woman, nose mask up, bumped her shoulder.“I'm sorry..I'm sorry..” The woman apologized quickly, adjusting her mask properly and hurriedly walked away.She tilted her head down like she was avoiding her gaze, but Juliana had pictured her face as her mask shifted. She felt a pang of jealousy and envy seeing how beautiful the woman was and she couldn't fight back the shade of jealousy that masked her face. She straightened, staring at her retreating figure till she was turned a corner.“Why is she covering her face when she's looks that beautiful? I will....“Hi, Please have you seen someone who looks like this. She's missing. My Boss's sister.” Juliana's attention was beaconed by a manly and guffy voice. She turned to see a man in black suit displaying a phone to her face.“How May I..." She paused when she saw the photo on the screen. Her eyes glinted with quick familiarity.“You mean this particular person?" Her finge