CONFUSED LOVE

Seven black G-wagons rolled into the Taram's Mansion in a convoy, everyone stopped what they were doing to know the occupants. It was Madam Nancy 50th birthday party and CEOs of different companies were invited. Usually, the color and type of cars are used to mark and know the different company and also shows hierarchy. Everyone was surprised because a black G-wagon is owned by the Taram's being the leading company in America.

The occupants of the cars were taking their time and building suspense in the minds of everyone present. Ryan Taram came out of the building and when he saw the cars, anger built up inside of him, it was highly disrespectful to come to a blown-out occasion like this with a car that marks a respectable company like Taram Enterprises. He started walking towards the cars parked just at the entrance of the enormous mansion. A troupe of guards followed him as he approached the parked cars. As soon as they were an inch away from the cars, someone stepped out.

"Long time, no see, Ryan Taram" a bulky voice came as a man 6 feet tall came out of the vehicle, he was wearing a black suit and had sunshades on. Cameras started flashing, murmuring filled the air and the lights from the camera's were enough to render someone temporarily blind. Ryan was quite surprisedas he stared at the face before him.

"Move, move away" Madam Nancy shrill voice came as she tried to shuffle everyone out of her way to see what exactly was going on.

"I thought I told you to find out what exactly is goi...." Madam Nancy's voice trailed off as her face froze like someone who has been in ice for half an hour.

Ryan and his mother stood wordlessly for what seemed like ages in front of the entourage of cars before reporters started shoving microphones in their faces.

"What Is the future of Taram Enterprises now?" A female reporter asked as she looked at Ryan quizzically

"Is this a good sign for the new project that us being launched?" A male reporter asked this time.

"Who is going to be the CEO now that Damien is back?"Another male reporter asked.

Guards started pushing the reporters away while trying to lock the gate.There was noise everywhere as people inside the building were also murmuring along with the reporters chattering outside the gate.

"Long time no see, Ryan Taram" Damien repeated as he removed his sunglasses. His black hair fell across his eye as he smirked maintaining eye contact with Ryan.

"What are you doing here?" Ryan asked as he moved closer to Damien with full blown anger in his heart but in a very calm and composed manner.

Damien chuckled."I see you haven't lost this courage that I always admired." "As for why I'm here, I came to take what's rightfully mine"

"Get out of my house" Madam Nancy said in an overly energetic voice as she pointed her index finger towards the gate.

"Your house?" The smirk on Damien's face disappeared immediately with a straight face replacing it."Did you just say your house, it seems you might have had dementia over the years, It's not like I have a problem with refreshing your memory though" Damien said as his gaze focused intently on Madam Nancy.

" I would take anything from you but do not insult my mother". Ryan said raising his voice a bit as he tucked his hands in his pockets.His anger was full blown now but there was a brief smile plastered on his face.

"I don't think there's a need for guards if you don't know when to do your job" Ryan said turning to face the guards who were standing behind him." Standing there watching him spill nonsense about the person who made it possible that your benefactor is alive and healthy is a fast way to lose your job, don't you think so? He asked, annoyingly calm.

The guards hadn't even reached Damien when men in black behind Damien cocked their guns which were already in a position to shoot. People started screaming and were trying to hide behind everything they could see. Some people started running to the mansion but the guards there didn't let anybody enter. What started out as a beautiful party became an eyesore before the cake had even been cut.

Madam Nancy couldn't believe her eyes, this wasn't the golden jubilee she planned for herself. She was shocked to her core but Ryan seemed surprisingly calm and it bothered her. It was something that wasn't even in probability, something that was never thought of, the fact that Damien could come back! She was not ready for the battle that was looming ahead of them neither physically, emotionally or even financially! They were doomed.

"It's over for you both, I gave you two enough time to enjoy what was mine. It's time for me to takeover from where my father left, it's over." Damien started walking towards the mansion as his men stayed put in that position so no one could stop him. The guards at the door didn't know what to do, they were confused, Ryan and his mother were both in gunpoint and couldn't direct them on what to do.

"Letting him enter the house means losing your jobs" Ryan voice came as he faced the guards at the mansion doors. The guards were confused and it showed on their faces.

Damien was standing at the front porch when the doors flew open. It was a lady, she was dressed in a one-shoulder floral patterned body con dress. Her lashes were long and her hazel eyes was so beautiful. Her hair was in a side heart -shaped part which was sleeked back with curly strands at each side of her head. She paused as she assessed the environment, people were hiding behind pillars, some under the table, she looked farther ahead and saw her Ryan at gunpoint. Confusion is an understatement for what she felt at that moment, she momentarily forgot that there was someone in front of her and when she faced Damien, the shock on her face was glaring.

Damien looked quite shocked too, his mouth was slightly agape as he opened his mouth to say"Trisha!!!"

"Damien!!!!!"....