“Bang!Ethan stormed into the living room, looking thunderous and drained. He tossed his jacket into the sofa, and clenched his teeth. Annabel who was making up in front of the mirror at the time couldn’t even behold his image in the mirror.“You don’t look OK, sweet.” She stood up but scared to near him, wondering what must have walked him up, “How did it go? Were you able to make payment? Does Cashflow belong to us now?”All those questions fell on deaf ears; Ethan had his back at her, stroking his hair and looking out the window.“Talk to me, honey!” she snapped, and finally earned the courage to near him, “Sweetheart,” he whispered behind his ears, “What happened? Is there something I should be bothered about? What must have rattled your cage? You don’t look excited.”He snorted and finally replied. “Nothing.” His jaw still clenched, he got to the shelf and poured a shot of whiskey, and gulped, clenching even harder.“You can’t tell me nothing meanwhile the stormed is well labeled

“I have something to tell you,” Annabel screwed up her brow and Ethan did the same but more curious to hear what she had to say.They were having dinner at the time, and he had been the one talking while Annabel hummed and tossed her head. He knew something had been brooding in her mind but she couldn’t utter a word.Right now he couldn’t wait to hear what she had to say.Hesitant, Annabel swallowed hard and began to fondle with her fingers; Ella’s advice to her had left her on tip-toes, wondering how Ethan would embrace the fact that the woman he had been smashing day and night had no womb.“What’s it honey?” Ethan dropped his cutlery and focused on his beholder, “You aren’t’ saying anything. What do you have to tell me?”She forced a dampened smile. And curved her lips; nothing had been so difficult to say. “I… I…just wait to say I owe you my life…” she watched Ethan’s jaw sag in a deep smile as he leaned over and pecked her chin.“Is that what you have to say?” he mumbled into her w

“Who is in there?”Heavier bang heaved on the door and already Susan had gotten dressed and forced a pretentious look. She answered the door and it was George.“Hi? Glad you are here?”“Where is Ethan?” he groaned and shoved her out of the way, “One of the guards said you took him upstairs, where is he?” He turned on the light and saw Ethan in bed, lying under the intoxication of hard wine.“How long has he been here?” he groaned.Susan sighed inwardly but mustered a brighter face. “We just came in. I mean I didn’t want him to be exposed out there so I brought him here hoping to hint you later, but thank god you came soon.”George tossed an investigative look at Ethan and phoned a few of his guards to come upstairs.“Thank you for your kindness, Susan,” he appreciated with a more hostile face, “We can handle him from here. You may leave now.”“What the fuck brought this bastard upstairs? Oh gosh! I was this close. Hmm,” she nagged inwardly as she left.***“You were heavily drunk all

Going on her knees, Emily molded her hands. “I am sorry Ethan. Please buy my father’s company. I have been trying to reach you all this while but couldn’t. You have blanked me and your guard wouldn’t even let me come close to you.”It was late hour. And Ethan rested on his fleet of Rolls Royce while his guards looked out for him.After Emily had pestered the hell out of his life, he decided to turn up and iron things out with her.“I can forgive anything, but you pushed me to the wall. You don’t have the right to call my wife barren, nobody dares. If not for the fact that you are a woman, I would have hit you. Do you think I am content with the fact that I am childless? Huh. Do you think I don’t want to carry my babies?”She held his pants. “Please forgive me. I never knew men of your kind still exits. I have tried to seduce you several times but you kept repelling me. I have tried to fuck you but you adore your wife so much that you can’t even cheat in her. Forgive me for calling her

“They got in peacefully, shut dead the ten guards, shot Emily and made away with something very vital I guess,” Montana addressed Ethan , who had just arrived at the scene.Ethan shut his eyes, masked his lips in utter pain as he beheld the bloodied remains of Emily and her guards. “Oh my god! I warned her. I warned her about the money in her house!” Ethan barked, and covered his sweaty face with his trembling palms.“Warned her about what?” Montana got closer to get the gist.“I bought her group, Cashflow for 200 billion and she preferred keeping the money at home to the bank. I advised her to save it in the bank and she declined.”“Well whoever did it, did a nice job,” Montana affirmed, “They ruined the cameras, wore gloves and never broke in. I guess the next neighbor couldn’t have heard anything.”“And the gunshots?” Ethan’s anxiety grew as they combed around the mansion, seeing blood stains that littered.“They have the best guns, sound proof; can wipe this entire neighborhood b