"Young Master!" Shadow exclaimed as she was pulled inside the room suddenly. "What are you doing?!""It's all because of you!" Weylin screamed, throwing the vase against the opposite wall. "Why do you have to win? Now I have to merge my business with him!""Y-young m-maste-""I hate everything related to arms dealing," Weylin huffed, glaring at the assassin. "I planned to stay away from dad's business but now I cannot just avoid it. It's all because of you!""Please calm down first!" Shadow tried to speak, unable to control the situation.Till date, she handled everything in her own way. But never ever she had to face such a situatio
Blake Turner was pacing up and down, looking as worried as ever. Before going upstairs, Shadow glanced at him, signalling him not to worry about them. But looking into the situation, he couldn't keep his mind at peace.It has been such a long time and neither Shadow nor Weylin are showing up. Blake thought, clenching his fists. Should I just go and check on the situation?Making up to check on the situation, Blake Turner was about to turn towards the door when the door suddenly opened."Weylin?" Blake was taken aback. He didn't expect his son to visit him first. "Are you alright?" He asked worriedly."Da
"What?!"Weylin Turner exclaimed, unable to process those words. For a moment he felt like his entire world, his dreams and everything crumbled in front of him. He always dreamt of marrying his lady love. He was ready to sacrifice everything but his love life. The moment he realised that his marriage was fixed with someone he didn't even know made him feel like everything was snatched away in front of his eyes and he couldn't even do anything to stop it. But being a mighty mafia leader, he couldn't just break down in front of everyone."Dad?" Weylin's voice almost became inaudible."Yes?" Blake's gaze somehow seemed cold, rather helpless."We need to talk," the young master mumbled, looking a
No sooner had she reached the bank of the river than she stopped on her tracks upon witnessing the scene that had welcomed her.The young master, Weylin Turner, was leaning on his parked bike with his back facing the assassin. His black blazer covered his massive back. The twirling smoke from the burning tip of the cigarette seemed to rise heavenward. The assassin could sense a heavy air around him.As the assassin stepped on the grass, a rusting sound was heard, gaining the attention of the young master. Shadow was looking at the grass when she stepped on it. Suddenly she felt a movement of air around her. Frowning, she raised her head only to find a dagger coming towards her. She dodged the dagger, having a narrow escape from getting stabbed."Young Maste
Shadow looked at him before a devilish smirk appeared on her lips. Letting out a deep breath, she ran her long, slender fingers through her long ponytail."You can marry that woman, try to fall for each other and if that fails, you can go for a divorce," Shadow said in one breath, voice sounding so professional. She glanced at the young master who was staring at her, bewildered. Smirking, she continued. "You are only asked to get married. You aren't even told what to do after the marriage. Ain't that something you should have noticed by now?""You've got a point." Weylin nodded his head, rubbing his chin between his fingers. "We can do that.""See, life isn't actually as hard as it seems to be," Shadow wiggled her brows, smiling slightly. "Sometimes you just have to ch
"How are things going?" Weylin Turner asked, paying the bill for the snacks he bought from the market."All's fine," Jace replied from the other side of the phone. "There's a lot of positive response.""Great!" Weylin smiled, opening the cap of his drink."Is everything alright there?" Jace asked."Come home safely first. Then I'll tell you everything," Weylin replied with a chuckle, taking a sip from his drink."Where are you now? A lot of hazy noises are being heard," Jace said, seemingly irritated by the background noises."Oh! I just got off the market," the young
"Kids, you shouldn't randomly ask for favours from strangers," Garaine advised while waiting for Weylin to come. "What will you do if he feels disturbed?""But, sister, he doesn't seem like a stranger," Eva replied, giggling. "You called him by his name. It means you know him. So he isn't a stranger.""Aish!" The caregiver internally face-palmed herself. These kids...I really cannot win an argument against them. She thought. "But still you don't know him, right? So that makes him a stranger to you.""But sister knows him," Lucy said innocently, putting her index finger on her cheek.Before Garaine could say anymore, a
Sitting on the chair, Weylin's eyes were focused on the laptop screen. His fingertips were sliding against the touchpad of the laptop. After checking the statistics for a while, he let out a deep sigh, running his long fingers through his hair. Taking off his spectacles, he leaned back against the chair. He closed his eyes, giving the muscles of his eyes a chance to relax."Damn! It has been a week already since I have met her," Weylin wondered, massaging his temples. "I wonder how her condition is now." He glanced at his phone before letting out a sigh. "I thought she would text me on the social media handle but it seems like things aren't in my favour. Things are only getting harder and harder.""Weylin, are you again overworking yourself?" Jace walked in, holding a cup of coffee in his hand.