AUTHOR'S POV...
A pink flash of thunder lit up, piercing the chest of the dark sky. Raining, nonstop. Wind is blowing heavily and amidst all the turbulence of nature, a male figure, covered in a black hoodie, moving forward. Determined to ignore the stubbornness of angry nature.
He didn't stop at all. The turmoil in his mind is much more conflicted than the weather. His fury is non-compared to nature itself. He is hell bound to take his revenge and not even the cold rain water can subsidies it.
He only stopped in front of a dark house in the dark forest. People don't like to get close to this jungle because of the rumours, yet he did. His flame of revenge brought him here.
He stared at the house, as his cold blue eyes looked around alarmingly. The heavy smell of wet soil, mixed with the darkness of the place, making it a horror movie scene.
But his heart is void of fear. It was covered with so much fire that the emotion called fear couldn't really touch his soul.
He stepped forward and stopped before the dark wooden door. There was no bell to ring but a huge rounded ancient steel ring was hanging from a little metallic bull head.
He knocked on the door once and then stopped for a second and then knocked twice immediately. Kind of a secret sign it seemed.
Exactly a minute later, the door was opened, revealing a lady in black. A middle-aged woman. She is wearing all black, matched with oxy jewellery. A beautiful lady with an immense dark soul.
Her lips curved seeing him as a few lines of her wrinkles appeared on the corner of her eyes, saying a lot about her age. She engulfed him in a hug. "Welcome, Dominic. I was waiting for you only, my son."
His lips curved too. "Yes, mother." He went inside and the woman closed the door behind them.
"You recall your Mother so late, don't you?" The woman said, sitting beside her son on the sofa.
Dominic leaned back on the sofa, and stared at the black marble ceiling, blankly. "It wasn't like that, mom. I was too busy with work." He replied.
"So, did you get what you wanted?" She asked.
Dominic remained silent for a second and smiled bitterly, "Get what I want, huh? He tries to be the good husband before her."
Carmella tilted her head, "What do you mean?" She asked.
Dominic sat straight and turned to his mother, "He gave up his share to me. Now, I hold Ninety-five per cent of Reywalt. Do you know what that means, mother?"
Carmella raised her brow and he chuckled bitterly, "I am invincible now with such a big company's huge amount of share."
Carmella is calm unlike her son's temper, "Isn't that what you wanted? You get it now."
"But I want Victoria the most!" He snapped at her but she didn't even flinch. "I want Victoria at any cost!"
"Calm down, Dominic. We are working on that too." She spoke calmly but Dominic wasn't.
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