"Burn it!!" Nooo!!! The scream tore from his throat.He lunged for the suit, Security shoved him hard. He stumbled back, falling heavily against the marble with a sharp crack.The security squeezed the cloth and moved. Rowan's heart slammed against the ribcage. It was as though it was his heart getting wrenched in the hand of the security.Every instinct overrides pain. Rowan lunged for the suit, dragging it with the security."No. No please don't burn it. Please..it's my design.. please don't do this sir." "Take him out." Mr. Grant said, irritated already like he's causing a nuisance in the hall already.The second security gripped his wrist, dragging him out of the hall against his resistance. "P— please, sir. Please don't burn the design.." Rowan cried.The entire thing turned into a spectacular. Patrons laughed at his hurt, some raising their phones to record the whole for Instagram view, some staff members giggled, some shaking their heads."Wait.. I'll do whatever you say.

"You either sign the NDA or you Die." Director Lucas toned dangerously, leaning over the polished oak desk with an unkind expression.Amoss stumbled back. His heart hammered, realizing the situation he just walked into. The previous night, he received the mail on his phone, a limited opportunity to earn six figures for shooting a single video.From the Astral Media Empire, one of the biggest entertainment industries in Kingsport.He was a photographer, struggling to cater for his family responsibilities with his meager earnings. Amos thought this was a golden opportunity to change his life, maybe things were finally taking a good turn in his life. He clicked on the link, and filled in his qualifications, his heart racing with anticipation hope of good response. Miraculously, he was selected. He was over the roof with excitement, but reaching the Astral Media Empire the next day to start the job, he realized he'd just walked into a deadly trap.Director Lucas rose to his feet. A tal

non-chalant behavior when she'd given him $2 million dollars! It's huge. To her. But she didn't know. Didn't know who the identity of the man standing before her. She'd seen him as ordinary but he's more. Carl said, “You heard me. You think $2 million dollars is a high rise?” His was was laced with amusement. Cassandra's frown deepened. She took another step closer, her stare sharp like a dagger but Carl wasn't intimidated a bit. “Listen, I don't know who you think you are but $2 million dollars? It's a life changing money which I'm sure you can't get in 10 years time..even for a lifetime Maybe.” She said. Carl watched her in sheer amusement slightly masked by a calm expression, a little smile playing on his lips. Cassandra continued, voice low but a quiet spark cracked in it. “And if I later find out you lied to me,” She closed the distance, eyes glowing with threat, like a predator with the intent of clawing down a prey. “You'll know who I am because I won't hesitate to lock

"""""""""""""""""""Elias was driving through the street, phone planted to his ear with one hand while the other gripped the steering wheel. He'd been dailing Bianca restlessly after he received the panicked message earlier. Worry plastered on his expression.He turned the steering, easing the Car into another street with speed towards Bianca's apartment."What happened? Why is she not picking up the call?" He muttered, his voice laced with concern. "This is unusual." He shifted his focus from the road briefly to the phone, dailing her number again. This time around, Bianca picked up the phone immediately.No, not Bianca.A deep voice rocked the speaker.Butcher."I'm speaking with Elias Kade, right?" He toned roughly."Who are you?" Elias raised a brow. "Where is Bianca?""She is with me." Butcher said, an edge to his response, "your decision will determine if she'll live or die." Elias's frown deepened, realizing Bianca might be in trouble already."What do you want? Let me spe

""""""""""""The breaking news blazing on the screen made Sophia's voice ran cold.Sophia Mercer is dead in an explosion.The news ticker crawled across the screen, displaying clause Sophia saw with blurred eyes."Sophia Mercer, the first daughter of the Mercer family died in a Car explosion the previous night." The voice of the reporter cracked through the speaker."The Mercer family are currently in grief over the sudden death of one of their family member, the first daughter of the family, Sophia Mercer. Eye witnesses to the scene made it known that the car was driving too fast, overtaking other cars on the road. Police had investigated the scene and concluded it was an accident, caused by overheated engine. We were about to get a few details from some of the witnesses." The screen shifted.A man appeared on the screen. One of the accident witnesses."The car was speeding too fast that night before it suddenly exploded."Another woman appeared. Her expression was filled with the