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✷STRIKE✷
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Diego’s arms enveloped Candy as they prepared for sleep, cherishing their heavenly moments together.
“Hubby?” Candy’s voice was soft as she trailed her fingers across his smooth chest, nestled in his embrace.
“Hmm?”
“Could you tell me a story?” she asked, her head resting against his arm.
Diego looked down at her, pondering for a moment before responding in his deep voice, “Would you like me to read you a book?”
“That’s not it… I just want to hear one from you,” Candy replied, hoping he understood her. She reached up, tucking loose strands of hair behind her ear as she waited for his response.
“Alright,” he said, a hint of amusement in his tone, eliciting a smile from Candy.
“Once, there was a six years old boy who lived happily with his parents. He came from a rich home so his life was perfect with no flaws. This boy had a talent of music, he plays piano, mostly during his leisure times. Unfortunately for him, his father was in disapproval of it”
Candy face dropped a little. “But why?”
“His father wanted his son to be the next leader of his famous company, but that wasn’t the boy’s dream. His desire for music grew even strong after his father disapproval He practice in secret, join a musical team in school. Seeing his passion, his mother decided to help her son in secret as both plan to convince the father some how”
“Is the mother musically talented too?” Candy asked engrossed by the story.
“The father was the talented one but gave up on his dream because of his position. The boy got the talent from him. He didn’t only have a problem with his father but also the school too. A group of seniors said to be his rivals in music. They wanted to recognized but a little boy stole that spot light..”
“After a year, the young boy won a competition, his heart jumped with so much joy. But…when the father saw this….
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Snatching the crafted trophy from the young boy’s hand, the handsome man threw it against the wall spitting it into two.
“Father?!” The boy exclaimed but got hit on the face in return. The boy’s eyes widened, this would be the first time his father will treat him coldly and he h@tëd it.
“Why are you so disobedient!!” The man roared causing the boy to shudder.
“You are the upcoming president and you should act like one. You should be studying hard every single minutes that passes by. Associating with those lower than you shouldn’t be too nice. You are my son! Let me down and you’ll face the consequences!” With this, the man left the seven years old boy gritted his teeth with anger.
Wiping his tear with the back of his arm, he heard the voice of his mother behind.
“Sweetheart, are you okay?” She asked walking close but the boy ran out heading straight to his room. He dropped to the floor and began crying.
Soon, he heard a loud crash sound which jolt him up from his slumber. He thought he was hallucinating but the crash came again, this time a scream..
“Mother?” The boy stood up immediately and ran to the biggest room in the mansion. As he tried to get in, the butler of the house stopped him.
“Let go off me, I want to check what’s going on” The boy tried storm in but the butler held him tight.
“Don’t go in young master. It’s for your own good” The old man spoke calmly, the boy could see the hint of pity in his eyes.
The sound of whip and cries, caught the boy’s attention again. This time, the boy yell.
“What are you doing?!!” He managed to free himself and hit the door hard. The whips and cries didn’t stop instead, he noticed the person crying trying to suppress it…
That wasn’t his mother right?! It better be someone else.
Fear etched on every part of the boy’s face as he began to freak out. The sounds stopped and the door suddenly creaked open.
The boy’s father stepped out staring down at his little son. His gaze somewhat scared the boy. Shifting his gaze back to the room, the boys face contorted into terror catching a glimpse of a familiar figure inside.
She was sitting on the floor with her back facing him. The door close before he could take a closer look.
“Son?” His father bought back his attention.
“What are you doing?” He whispered, his voice trembling. Never had he thought he would see this.
“I was just having a little discussion with your mother”
His mother? His last thread of hope broke instantly…
“S.. she was crying. You were hurting her” His voice trembled. His father smirked in a dark way. Crouching down before him, he placed his hand on his shoulder.
“That’s how I discuss with her…”
Another shocking realization, this wasn’t the first time..
“She worked me up and I was just scolding her son. You don’t want to see things like this right? then..” His father’s face dropped cold. “Touch a piano again and your mother would suffer”
The shattered boy couldn’t sleep a wink, he didn’t know who to run to or what to do. Everything felt like a Fuçking dream.
On the next morning, he saw his mother making breakfast. Those bruises she had last night was covered with make ups. The boy noticed how much discomfort she was in especially when his father appeared.
“Have your breakfast son. I’ll be the one to take you to school today” The man said.
As they both head to the school, The boy remain quiet. The only thing he can do was to bottle up his feelings so his mother won’t suffer.
“Son… A real man should never act weak before people around him. Life evolve and he should control how he wants it to be with him…”
“I don’t want to hear anything from you” The boy cuts in. He took a deep breath knowing his father must be looking at him.
“When you grow a little more son, you’ll understand life”
‘Wh@tëver’ The boy thought.
Immediately the got to the school, the boy got down from the car head straight to his class..
He couldn’t focus, everything around him irritated him.. meanwhile, his rivals had a plan to struck him that day.
Getting out of school, he didn’t see his driver as usual unknown to him, his rivals had already went to lie to the driver, that he had left already.
The boy didn’t mind this, he could just make a call but he decided not to and took a walk. Turning into an empty street his head was hit taking his conciousness.
When he woke up, her found himself in and abandoned small shop.
“I actually thought judging from your influence.. it won’t be easy to get you but instead you made it easy” One of them spoke. A senior of seventeen years, rebellious in everyway, behind him was his friends.
“Who are you?” The boy asked, trying to endure the pain in his head. He recognized the guy as one of the competitor in the talent show.
“Who do you think you are stealing my spot. To think that I had trained hard to get that trophy but instead you took that away from me. Because of you my father beat me up all night promising to make my life miserable. I Fuçking h@të you kid.. now.. where’s the trophy?” The guy asked.
The boy sighed, remembering how his father had destroyed it.
“It’s destroyed.. my father destroyed it.. let me go.. please don’t hurt me”
The guy scoffed. “Grab the diesel”
What?!!
The boy’s eyes widened.
“Dude, are you really going to do this? This boy is just seven” His friend whispered beside him.
“Do I look like I Fuçking care? That trophy was my life, bro. He is a kid, so definitely the adult will think this as an accident”
“Noo!!” The boy screamed but was hit again making him lose conciousness. By the time he woke up, fire sorrounded him.
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Candy’s eyes were teared up already. Why does life have to be so cruel around the little boy. First was his dream taken away, second his mother being abused and lastly he was in danger.
“What happened to him? Please tell me he didn’t die” Candy whispered, desperately to hear his answer. Diego’s narration felt real as if he was present.
“After struggling and screaming for help, he got lucky when a woman whose husband was a fire fighter pass by. That was how he was saved” He concluded.
Candy breath out in relief. “That was intense, what happened next?”
“It’s late already, sleep” He kissed her forehead.
“But what about the remaining part. I really want to know what happened to the boy” She pouted. The man kissed her lips muting her.
“I’ll tell you everything later, it’s late already” He said gently. Candy felt her tired eyes closing. She wrapped her arms around him tighter and slept off that way.
In a long while, Diego stayed unmove as he stared at the ceiling drowned in his own thought. He saw Candy was deeply asleep so he carefully got down from the bed and stepped out of the room.
Diego stood in a large room, staring at the beautiful city before him with his hands casually tucked into his pocket.
Soon, his phone rang, his eyes flickered with anger seeing who had called him. Swiping green, he waited for the person on the other side to speak.
“Son” His familiar voice made Diego’s blood boils immediately.
“How have you been?” The voice asked but Diego stayed silent.
“I know you still h@të to talk to me but…”
Diego cut the call before he could finish. Why the did he even call him in the first place?!!
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As morning came, Candy and Diego was having breakfast. Diego was silent than usual.
“Is everything okay?” Candy asked.
“Hmm” Diego grunt in reply. His face shows he was thinking something.
“Something is wrong Di, I really appreciate if you share it” Candy insisted and Diego sighed.
“I just feel unsettled like something is wrong” Diego replied.
“Who is this feeling directing to?” Candy asked. She had experienced something like this before, mostly happens because of her dad.
“James” He mumbled, his phone rang afterward. Seeing Yazmine’s names he picked it up.
“James is in trouble. Some @$$hOles abducted him, his car seems to be hit and I think they hurt him so bad” Yazmine voice trembled over the phone.
The blood on Diego’s face dried up. Who the hell attacked Jameson? He stood.
“I need to go” Diego said.
“What happened?”
“It’s James but you don’t have to worry, I’ll be back before you know it. Don’t leave the house okay?” He kissed her forehead and stormed out.
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Yazmine kept striding around the road restlessly, her face contorted into fear. Jameson better be alright.
“Is the president on his way?” Aiden rushed to her asked.
“Yeah, he should be here soon” Yazmine replied.
“Jameson was not alone in the car.. there was someone else with him. They found a little blood and a necklace too” Aiden said and Yazmine frowned.
Diego’s car appeared after that, his eyes widened seeing the sence. The police were busy taking picture of everything.. the thing that caught his attention the most was the blood on the street..
Jameson is bleeding..
“Boss, there was someone else was with him too” Yazmine informed.
Fuçk!
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Meanwhile Candy was restless at home. Could Jameson be in trouble? It’s been a few minutes since Diego left.
Her phone buzz and she saw a strange number calling. She decided not to pick it. Almost immediately a message dropped.
‘DON’T IGNORE, WE HAVE YOUR SISTER’
Candy’s jaw dropped and she stood immediately..
“Jackie?” She muttered taking out her phone to call her.
Someone picked but it wasn’t her sister.
“Do you want her alive? Get over here Candy. There are wild dogs ready to pounce on her. If you inform Diego, we’ll know.. cus your phone is hacked already” Came a male voice.
“I don’t believing you” Candy muttered gripping the table tight. After a while of silence the voice spoke again.
“I’ve sent you video” The person said.
Candy saw the video they had sent and played it. Jackie was before three huge wild dogs barking and sneering at her. Jackie was trembling in fear, her eyes shut.
“What the Fuçk do you want?” Candy asked.
“Just come over, we have business with you. Come alone and I’ll advice you not to dare us. Your sister’s life is on the line”
When the call end, Candy immediately dive into a deep thought.
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Within an hour, Diego finally got Jameson’s location. He entered his car immediately and began to drive there of course he had a plan..
But as he reached half of the road, a strange call came in.. he knew the call is from those who did this.
“Hello Diego” The familiar voice of Mr. Henry sounded.
“Helping Vito wasn’t enough and now you’re joining hand with the little Bîtch.. tssk.. just consider yourself dead Henry”
“You were the one who dared me first because of that little wife of yours. And then you pressured my company. I won’t sit back and watch a brat like you go scot free, even your father never dared me. You think that little title ‘Billionaire Devil’ suits you? How about you show me the thing you’re made of Diego… While your beautiful wife is here with me.”
A screech sound could be heard as Diego suddenly pulled over.
He has Candy? Wait.. does that mean the person with Jameson was Jackie? That is the only explanation, Diego could bring up.
“Don’t touch my wife” Diego warned coldly.
“Your friend James, is bleeding a lot, sorrounded by my men”
In an unknown place sat Candy with her hand handcuffed behind her back. Her face cold as ice. Mr. Henry walked towards Candy holding up her chin.
“I’ve touched her already.. well gentle for now. Three men are behind her ready to tear her apart. Both poor souls only have 15 minutes to live” Mr. Henry spoke. He gave Candy a smile.
Meanwhile Candy gaze at him with and unreadable expression..
Diego gripped the wheel tight. His head spin in anger. Fuçk!!
“So who would it be Diego Gonzalez.. YOUR FRIEND OR YOUR WIFE”
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Meanwhile Hannah sat elegantly in her office as she stared at the screen before her. She took a sip from her cup of coffee and smirked..
“Let’s see how you handle this, Diego”….
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