Erica Perreault woke up in a daze from the noise of her bedroom door bell ringing continuously.
She grumpily got out of bed not happy about being woken up from her sleep, wrapped herself in a sleeping rob, and walked towards the floor to ceiling window to open the curtains.
Standing 5'2 tall, this golden brown skinned woman has a charismatic feel about her. A particularly notable feature is her wicked but mischevious grin, and a strange burn mark on her face. Her hip-length, slightly curly, black hair is un-styled. She has cautious, round, brown eyes, rosy cheeks and full lips. With a curvy figure that could be clearly seen from the outline of her robe. With her left hand tatooed.
As she reached the windows, she could clearly make out it was daybreak, the sun rays penetrated into her room through the small gaps on the window, giving off a dull glow since the light had only penetrated a little.
" I miss you dad, mom. " She said in a voice so weak it was barely audible.
The bell kept ringing so much that her ears started ringing, but she knew not to keep on delaying since it was not a norm for her bedroom door bell to ring if it ever rings at all.
Opening the door facing her is Linda her advisor and close friend. A tall and leggy, tan skinned woman with sharp, blue eyes, defined cheekbones and a cleft chin. Having straight, dark brown hair layered with grape dye, with narrow hips and broad shoulders. Her face looking tense and hands trembling. Erica felt uneasy when she saw Linda biting her lips as she only does that when she is super nervous, angry or super scared and Linda is never scared unless it something to do with her and her younger brother's lives.
Erica opened her mouth about to ask but ended up closing it again, she could not bring herself to ask ,afraid that the answer might shutter her heart. The last time Linda had that look on her face was that fateful night.
" Your brother was attacked at night, news is, he is seriously injured and was rushed to the hospital by Snakehead's people. " Linda blurted out in one breath.
thud!
Erica broke the door handle.
One could see the fire burning deep within her gaze, but even with the fire burning deep in her bones, her body was shaking like she was standing barefooted on ice in winter.
She just found him, she just promised her parents to take care of him, she had not even seen him yet, she failed, she failed miserably she failed in protecting the only kin she has left.
Erica swallowed back her tears, quickly got into her room, for a change of clothes. When she reappeared she had on a bob cut hairstlye which would be nearly impossible for anyone to know it was but a wig. She had on white t-shirt and black pants with a Grey trenchcoat. She hurriedly made her way downstairs to the door while putting on her sunglasses.
Arriving outside she was met with twelve sexy and good women. One grabbed her handbag the other opened the umbrella for her as she made her way to where the car was already waiting. Having one of her trusted bodygurads Tanasha open the door to her Rolls Royce for her. The Rolls Royce phantom extended was her favourite car, one she always rides.
Her bodyguards were not bodyguards of the most powerful person for nothing, in mere minutes when Linda and Erica made their way downstairs to the parking lot everything was ready and they were the only people left for them to be on their way.
When Erica reached the hospital she only went in with Linda and had her bodyguards wait on her at the parking lot of the hospital.
Erica's heart was not at ease, she was nervous at the same time worried. It was painful, she felt suffocated, the only family she had left, the only person she fought and survived for.
' Was he also going to leave her alone like the rest of them did, what if she was really left alone, what was she to do, '
' no don't think about that Erica, stay positive okay, everything is going to be fine. Take deep breaths, yeah in and out. Okay. ' Erica kept on encouraging herself.
She always just finds herself thinking of the most worst possible outcome instead of being positive. but can she really be positive after all that she had gone through.
The suffering, pain, loneliness, death, blood, those are the only things that have been keeping her company, the only things she knew.
Upon reaching the receptionist, the nurse at the receptionist kept stealing glances at Erica seeing her rather familiar. With her dashing looks her dracon persona was looking so handsome.
Since Dracon does not easily reveal himself and if he does then, he is always in his mask. Even those that see it in a mask are the selected few in upper-class, since when she goes out to dine she only does it in the best hotels ,where only prominent figures visit.
Linda was the one to do the talking, she asked about the the patient and his room number, and all that was to know about his condition.
Dracon introduced himself as the patient's older brother. Upon knowing that, the nurse looked at the photo of the patient in her computer, then gave another cheeky look at Erica and then suddenly her eyes lit up, and she had an expression plastered on her face as if she seemed to have gotten enlightened. It was as if she were saying, ' that's why'
So that's why he is so handsome, he is the brother to the handsome, sexy new patient. Every nurse was fighting for an opportunity to serve the newly crowned emperor of the hospital, like they were his consorts. The doctors also all took extra care of him like his trusted subjects and thats why the nickname emperor.
He was not only the most handsomest man they have seen as a patient in the hospital, but he was also rumored to be extremely loaded.
News had already circulated in the entire hospital that a patient admitted at night, made all the doctors and surgeons be called to work in the night, and mind you that was the best hospital there was in the whole country. Its doctors were all master graduates of Harvard and other top worldly known university facilities.
To add to the surprise, some doctors also came in from abroad for the same patient in the middle of the night. It was said that they boardered the plane the minute they were told they were needed, to top it all they were not some small fries doctors, they were geniuses in their field of work.
What was all surprising of the whole situation was that the patient was not even that seriously injured.
He did not even require any major operation, he only needed a few stitches here and there yet he could gather all those doctors in mere hours, and they all showed up just for something even a small fry doctor could do best.
Mind you, those are doctors that you have to make appointments for like a whole year to get to see them and that too, if they felt like it, keeping aside the fact that you would have to spend a fortune to even be able to make an appointment with them.
Some doctors were not even known physically, people only knew of their names and not faces but that night they all gathered at one place,for just one person and that too for injuries not so serious.
These were doctors that could only be called upon in situations that were completely hopeless, and yet there they were tending to injuries that were not even life threatening.
The doctors from the hospital that were in the operation room with the genius doctors were sweating buckets. They felt like they were standing on thin ice, a little bit of force and it would break and swallow them along. They wanted to leave a good impression on these doctors that one could only see in TV when they are working on a hopeless case changing it around into a miracle. God knew they wouldn't see them ever again, what they did not know is they would see them again, but in a different case. Well that's another day's story.
They should be thankful to that young master, and that was the reason for the good treatment Erica's brother was having at the hospital.
Just who was the person behind that power, was it the handsome patient, the dashing brother, or who exactly,was there another power behind them?