Chapter 25
AUBURN DISTRICT, KINGSTOWN ESTATE; LUTTRELLSTOWN CASTLE RESORT; CLARE IN IRELAND...(Madden's Study) 2 AM.
The study is a warm, opulent space that reflects Madden's exquisite taste and extensive wealth. The walls are adorned with rich, dark wood paneling, and the floor is covered in a sumptuous, cream - colored carpet.
A stunning, handcrafted mahogany desk sits at the room center, its surface is adorned with a beautiful, antique inkwell and a few carefully chosen pictures of him and Tyra. Behind the desk, a high - backed, black leather chair seems to invite relaxation.
Plush grey - coloured sofas and armchairs are arranged beautifully just in front of the mahogany desk.
The room is filled with an impressive collection of rare, leather - bound books, which line the shelves of a magnificent, floor - to - ceiling bookcase. A ladder on the rails allows easy access to the highest shelves.
Plush grey - coloured sofas and armchairs are arranged beautifully just in front of the mahogany desk.
In one corner, a beautiful, antique globe sits atop a delicate, black furniture stand, while in another, a stunning, crystal decanter and glass sets awaits Madden's guest.
The air is thick with the scent of rich leather and polished wood.
The study's lighting is warm and inviting, with a combination of table lamps, floor lamps, and a roaring fire casting a golden dark glow over the space.
The overall effect is one of refined, understated luxury, as if the study has been designed to provide a comfortable, relaxing space for Madden to work,read and entertain.
Presently, Madden is on a conference call with Alvin and the two private investigators, talking about Italy.
He's checking his tablet and reading through the document he received from the private investigators.
"What is this?" Madden hissed in anger. "This shit you sent to me is what I can easily see on Google,did you really investigate anything or you just copied Google and pasted it to me as information?" He yelled out in frustration.
"That was all we could come up with for now, someone in that country is trying to hide away all useful informations, there's nothing more we can do." One of the investigators said and Alvin nodded his head in agreement.
"Yes, I noticed that,I haven't been able to get a useful information out of that country since I started investigating." Alvin had to admit.
Madden ruffled his chestnut brown hair in anger and frustration, something has to be done, something...just something.
He paused as something hitted him,he stared at them, having a sly smile on his face. "You all are going to Italy."
They all blinked their eyes. "Okay sir." They agreed in unison without questioning him, they know the consequences anyways.
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GALWAY DISTRICT; THE QUAY STREET KITCHEN; GALWAY IN IRELAND...6 PM.
As the last whips of spring's misty veil lifted, summer's warm breath whispered across the Emerald Isle. The sun,now a burning ember in the sky, cast its golden light upon the rolling hills, igniting a tapestry of emerald green.
In the country side, wildflowers swayed to the gentle breeze,their vibrant colors dancing across the landscape like a thousand tiny ballerinas. The air was alive with the sweet scent of blooming heather and the earthly smell of freshly cut grass.
The sun was already dipped into the horizon because it's already in the evening, the sky was set ablaze with hues of pink and orange. The air cooled, carrying the whispers of ancient myths and legends on its gentle breeze. It was as if the land itself was sharing its secret with those who listened.
As the warm summer evening unfolded,a vision of loveliness emerged from the soft, golden twilight. Tyra with a radiant complexion and an effortless elegance that commanded attention got down from her pink hued Aston Martin DB6.
Her long,honey - blonde hair cascaded down her back like a river of sunset hues,its soft waves gently brushing against her shoulders. Her eyes,a bright, sparkling blue, shone like sapphires in the fading light, fringed with thick lashes that added to their allure. Her features were delicate yet defined, with high cheekbones,a petite nose, and a full,rosy mouth that curved into a perpetual smile.
She took out a black shade from her chanel bag, because she's so sure people will recognize her and she's not ready for any drama today,she just came here to eat peacefully.
The warm evening air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers and the soft chirping of crickets, providing a romantic backdrop for her entrance. As the approached the restaurant,the soft glow of string lights and candles illuminated her face, casting a warm golden light on her features.
As she entered the restaurant, her slender figure swayed gracefully, her hips swishing in a subtle rhythm that was impossible to ignore. Her summer, evening dress,a flowing confection of pale, shimmering fabric, hugged her curves in all the right places,its delicate straps showcasing her toned shoulders.
The patrons couldn't help but turn and stare, their gaze drawn to Tyra's vibrant, youthful beauty like moths to a flame. As she made her way to the elevator, her presence seems to bring a breath of fresh air into the establishment, leaving a trail of admiring glances and whispered compliments in her wake.
The evening's warm,languid atmosphere seemed to match her relaxed, effortless demeanor,as she got in front of the elevator. Just as she was about to enter the elevator, she had hushed whispers behind her.
"Wait, isn't that Tyra Banks?"
"Which Tyra Banks?"
"Tyra Banks,the actress."
Tyra's heart skipped a bit,she just wants a peaceful dinner,she doesn't want any fans wahala. She quickly pressed the elevator button before anyone could come rushing to her but before the door of the elevator could close,one man managed to enter inside before it finally closed.
Tyra could feel a wave of headache crashing into her head before facing the man putting on the best of her smiles.
The man looked soo weird,like a stalker cause her was on hoods and on nose masks,why for fuck's sake will he be wearing hoods and a mask when we're during summer,a fucking mask for that matter,of course, bastard's a stalker.
She stared at him careful and the guy finally faced her smiling sweetly before dropping his hoods down and removing his masks at the same time.
Tyra's face paled the very instant the guy's face displayed right in front of her own face. All blood dried from her system.
"Hey beautiful,not happy to see me?" He smiled, chuckling lightly.
"R..Ryan?"