Sephora

CHAPTER 42

I'm feeling generous today ☺ ☺

So, I thought carefully about if I wanted to drag this situation out unnecessarily, we all knew that Aries was going to step in and be the King we know he is 😉 😉

Whilst they were still on the floor they heard a twisted laughter come from the entrance of the room making everyone turn just to see a very rough looking Greg standing at the entrance with a gun in his hand and Sheila standing with a smirk right beside him

Greg's eyes gleamed with a maniacal intensity, his gun hand steady as he took a step forward.

"Awww, What a happy family reunion," Greg sneered, his voice dripping with Sarcasm and deep malice. "How touching."

Sheila's smirk grew wider as she gazed at Sephora, her eyes flashing with triumph. "You should have stayed away when I asked you nicely," she taunted.

Sephora's grip on Cara tightened, her eyes fixed on Greg's gun. Aries slowly got to his feet, his eyes locked on Greg, his body positioned to shield Sephora and Cara.

"Greg, stop this," Sephora warned, her voice firm but thick with emotions. "You're not going to hurt anyone else."

Greg's laughter grew louder, more twisted. "Oh but I'm just getting started," he snarled, taking another step forward.

Cara's eyes were fixed on Greg, her body trembling with fear. Sephora's eyes darted between Greg and Sheila, her mind racing for a way to protect her daughter.

Sheila's smirk grew wider as she took a step forward, her eyes fixed on Cara. "You're going to pay for what you did to me, Sephora" she hissed.

The air was thick with tension as the two groups faced off, the outcome hanging precariously in the balance.

Aries's movements were calm and deliberate, his eyes never leaving Greg's face. He rose to his feet, his hands slipping confidently into his pockets, and turned to face Greg and Sheila.

"You know, Greg," Aries said, his voice low and even, "I've been expecting you. You're just in time to join the party."

Greg's eyes narrowed, his gun hand twitching slightly. "You think you're funny, Aries?" he sneered.

Aries smiled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I think I'm confident," he said. "You see, Greg, you're not the only one with secrets. And I think it's time we shared some of ours."

Sephora's eyes darted to Aries, her mind racing with questions. What was he planning? What secrets did he have up his sleeve?

Sheila's smirk faltered for a moment, her eyes flicking to Greg uncertainly. But Greg's face remained twisted in a snarl, his gun still trained on Aries.

"You must think you are all that right?," Greg growled. "I'm ready for you."

Aries who kept a steady smirk on his lips  took a step forward, his eyes blazing with intensity. "You know, Greg, I've been wanting to say something to you for a long time"

   "You're a pathetic excuse for a man.  a failure as a father, a husband, and a human being."

Greg's face reddened with rage, but Aries continued, his voice relentless.

"You've spent your entire life making excuses, blaming others for your own shortcomings. You're a loser, Greg. You've always been a loser."

Sheila's eyes darted between Greg and Aries, her expression uncertain.

"And as for you being a father," Aries sneered, "you're a joke. You abandoned your daughter when she needed you most. You put your own selfish desires above her well-being. You're not a father, Greg. You're an unfortunate sperm donor."