Addison was going on with her day. It was a no so busy day and it seemed peaceful. After the news about Mancini being burned alive, it seemed like everything went back to normal. But as wat Federico told them, they should not put their guard down. She and Ryzen were in the grocery store to buy all the necessary things they needed. “Will you give me a hand on this?” She rolled her eyes as she came to the parking space. Ryzen was in the driver seat listening to his own type of music. “Oh, right! I’m sorry, Ads. I didn’t know you’re here already.” He gave her a huge grin. “Did you buy some chips? I really those when working on some stuff.” “Yes, your highness. We need to go back now, it’s late and I need to cook dinner. Federico will be home today.” Ryzen helped Addie put the grocery bag at the back of the car. “Speaking of Federico. Did he ever mention to you what happened to him when he went inside Galvante’ house? He never said a thing to us after that.” Addison shook her he
Despite Federico’s insistence that Ryzen will go to the hospital to fix his broken arm, Ryzen was so hard-headed. He never listened to Federico and went straight to his car when he was about to leave. “Damn! Why are so fucking hard headed?” Federico slammed the door of the driver’s side. Ryzen winced in pain, but there was a triumphant grin plastered on his face. “I can’t miss this opportunity to see Simon again. Besides, Addison needs all of us. I can’t just wait in the hospital like a useless shit.” He leaned on the passenger’s seat and closed his eyes. Federico shook his head but there was a smile on his face. He started the engine and took off. “So, we’re going to Simon now? I can’t believe Addison was abducted right before my eyes.” Ryzen’s voice was laced with regret. “I should have tried harder. Damn!” he cursed through his breath. “It’s not your fault, Ryzen. It’s not your fault that that person was way bigger than you are.” Federico sped up on the highway. The night
Addison woke up in a dark and cold room. Her vision was still blurred, and she has no idea how many hours she lost consciousness. Ye, she knew what happened to her. She was kidnapped from the parking lot. She remembered how Ryzen tried to fight that huge man who took her. “Shit! What the hell?” She groaned in annoyance when she felt a sticky liquid on her hands and feet. “So disgusting!” She exclaimed when she smelled the foul odor. Addison roamed her eyes around the dimly lit room. “Where the hell am I?” The man who abducted her was nowhere to be seen now. “Hello? Is someone here?” She called out.No one answered her. Addie let out a sigh and stood up. Her jeans were wet. She smells awful and is in a very compromising situation. She had no idea who took her but she’s almost certain that this has something to do with the underworld. Though she has no direct participation in it, those people can be very resourceful .“Hey! Get me out of here!” she tried to shout again, but to n
Simon smiled as his gaze stared at the velvet box in his hands. He can’t wait to give this to his beloved wife. He wanted to please her, and as much as possible he wanted her to be proud of him. It was their wedding anniversary today and he wanted to surprise her with his present. It may not be expensive like those she had in her jewelry box, but this one came from his heart. He looked at the clock mounted on the wall of their spacious apartment; this apartment was given by his wife’s grandmother as a gift for their wedding. He frowned when he saw that it was past five o’clock in the afternoon, and Ash should have been home by now. They agreed to celebrate their wedding anniversary with a simple candlelight dinner in a restaurant. She's late. Simon called Ash but she was not answering his calls. He dialed her number a few times again but still, no one answered. Simon bit his lower lip as his heart hammered inside his chest. He's worried! He waited for another minute, then
Simon drove back to their apartment as fast as he could. He was relieved that Ash was fine, and he was excited to give her his gift. It’s the least that he can do to make his wife happy. He wanted to give her everything, and he's making it happen step by step since he’s not yet that capable. Soon, Ash would be proud of him. He’s been a subject of insult from the Steele family, and he knew that Ash was embarrassed every time his financial standing would be brought up. But everything is about to change. He parked the car outside the premises of their luxurious apartment and volted to their unit. His steps were frantic and his heart rammed inside his chest. Upon opening the door, his eyes scanned their apartment, in search of his wife. His heart skipped a beat when their eyes locked. “Ash, I was so worried about you. You were not picking up my calls, I thought something had happened to you.” Simon wanted to hug Ash, but he chose not to. Simon found Ash seated on one of the expensive
Simon just stared at the retreating back of Ash. The moment that she was out of his sight, he went to the nearest chair and sat exhaustedly. He rubbed his face a few times, in the hopes to get his mind to think straight, but he was totally confused and distracted by their arguments. Did she really went on a date with Gregory Holt? He knew the man. He was one of the richest bachelors in the country. His reputation as a playboy exceeds him. He couldn’t understand why Ash would want someone like Gregory. He's trash. There are tons of scenarios floating in his mind. And he refused to be bothered by those. Does his wife love that man? Gregory Holt was a very capable man, in terms of money and power. Something that he doesn't have. Yet. “No, I won’t allow this.” He needs to talk to Ash to clear things out. He knew she didn't love her anymore. Or did she ever love him in the first place? What they had was just an arranged marriage, she was just forced to marry him because her gran
Simon groaned as he shifted from the bed. His head hurts and he was nauseated. With eyes half-closed, he looked at the window only to find that the sun was already high in the sky. He overslept and he has a hangover. He remembered himself last night getting more alcohol than his body could tolerate. As he struggled to sit on the bed, images from last night came into his memory like an avalanche. Their arguments, the insults, the divorce papers he refused to sign, and the reality that his beloved wife had sex with another man. Simon was once again devoured by the pain of what Ashley did. He realized that he was such a loser for being cheated on like this, not to mention the discrimination he endured from her family. He got drunk last night because he can’t handle the pain and humiliation. He needed to erase that from his memory, he needed an outlet and alcohol was the easiest way. He struggled to get out of bed, he felt like his surroundings were spinning. “Damn, hangovers
Simon packed his things with a heavy heart. This apartment has been his home for almost five years. Yes, they were married for five years, and he realized now that within those five years as a son-in-law of the Steele family, they never really cared for him. On top of all, he was insulted for being penniless and discriminated against for looking shabby all the time. Looking at the empty apartment one last time, Simon left. He still can't go back to his father's house, not until he commands him to go back. Until then, his real identity should be hidden, and he has no right to reveal himself for who he truly was. He will need to look for another apartment to stay in. But first, he needs money. He only had a few coins in his pocket, not enough to sustain himself.Simon took a cab going to one of the biggest banks in New York City, The Bank of New York. “Take me to the Bank of New York.” The cab driver’s eyebrows raised mockingly at Simon. But Simon didn’t mind the insulting smirk