For a while, everywhere went pitch silent. Nobody moved. Everything seemed frozen like it had been electrocuted. The atmosphere had shifted into a chilled, charged aura so thick that it could be touched or even sniffed.Leo was the first to move. He looked down to notice that his hands were shaking badly —more of terror and shock than of fear.Then, slowly, his eyes shifted to the side, and his chest made a painful stutter when he found his gun lying carelessly in the middle of the room —someone had kicked it out of his hands before he could pull the trigger.Thump. Beat. Thump. Beat.If the gunshot hadn't come from him, then who….Hold on… was he dead?Had Drake shot him first, instead of the reverse?Frantic, his hands reached out to check his body for where he was bleeding. And like a madman, he kept patting himself down for any sign of a wound, no matter how small. Then, he heard a stifled laugh from someone —so mocking that it stole the breath out of his lungs.He jumped up to me

The two men continued to stare at each other, Richard's breathing fast and heavy. He pushed Drake away with a scoff. "I won't warn you again. Keep your mouth out of my matter,"“Let's leave, Drake. We can go to another place,” Aria grumbled under her throat as she pulled at him, still horrified at what had happened. Was it a crime to reject someone's proposal? Other girls do that too, so why should her case be a problem?She turned to Richard in anger. “I hope you're enjoying the disgusting attention you brought on yourself. All eyes are on you,”Richard snorted as he looked around. Fucking truth, all eyes were paired on him like they wanted to bore a hole in the back of his head. It irritated the shit out of him, so he directed his attention back to Aria with a slur. “Do you think their glares has any effect on me? If anything, can't you see how they adore me, like some treasure? They're clearly on my side— the winning team,”Just then, the waitress came back with their order, placin

“W—what are you talking about?” He acted sober at once, the alcohol kicking out of his brain.“Did I stutter?” Drake smirked, then turned to the staff. “Don't tell me you plan on listening to his lies. He has $0 in his account and the moment he walks out through that door, forget about your money,”Aria was dumbfounded at the new turn of event and the transformation. “What are you doing, Drake? What's going on?"He smiled at her, whispering the words meant only for her ears. “Did you really think I'd let him get away with insulting you? No. You're not a liability -an object to be traded or owned by anyone. I wouldn't let anyone disrespect you in my presence,"Aria's heart crashed with excitement as she doubled over, trying to catch her once panicky breath. Gosh, he really got her!“Wh…what is going on?" Richard recovered his voice. When Drake didn't respond, he yelled, his frustration rising. "You silly brat. What games are you playing?!'“I simply told you to call your bank manager a

Two days later.Drake sat in his office staring at the laptop screen. He was having an online company meeting -all the staff faces visible to him, while he wasn't. Since it was an important meeting regarding their recent project, he had to head it.“Good morning, everyone. I'm sorry I'm late. Now can we proceed?”“Mr. Harrison, as you instructed, we prepared a rough outline of what the project would entail,” A short, bulky man stood up and walked towards the projector on the wall. Soon, a video began to play and Drake kept his eyes fixed on the screen with interest.“Well done,” Drake said when the explanation had come to an end. “So we've already established the purpose of this project —designing a car that can move on water. Since this is a unique idea and not one of the regulars people are used to, it'll be mind-blowing, not only with improving our stock prices but our relevance in the market. Don't we agree?”There was silence for a moment until a woman raised her hand. Upon given

The night was heavy and silence ruled the air around the abandoned warehouse. The cold wind blew angrily against the old metal doors. The entire building looked like a forgotten tomb hidden deep in the dark parts of the city. Dust was heavy in the empty spaces and the smell of blood and foul odors filled the atmosphere. It was the perfect place for a brutal murder. The anonymous caller had chosen this location carefully. They thought it was the perfect trap to end the life of the powerful billionaire. But they clearly did not understand the dangerous den they were walking into. This wasn't Drake in the lion's den, it was Drake the lion and king of the den.Silas parked the sleek black luxury car a few meters away from the main entrance. He turned off the engine and the car went into complete silence. He sat in the driver seat and took a slow, calm and deep breath to steady himself for the act they were about to perform. His hands were resting calmly on the steering wheel as he ob