Spreading Claws!

Renna heaved a sigh and muddled for a moment as if to ponder upon something, which made her think for a moment and probably held some importance too.

'I can't let this old couple fall into any kind of problem, I have to get out of here as soon as possible.'

Renna picked up Mr Morris' phone which the old man had left on the center table in the lounge and she had brought it up with herself.

She swiped the screen and deleted the pictures which previously the old man did not dare to. Renna strode out of the room and glided downstairs to have lunch, intending to slip the phone to some other place.

The lovely old couple was helping out each other in the kitchen, while Cara had already set up the cutlery set and the dishes on the table.

Their relationship and endless love for each other shoved Renna Amaryllis back into the past forcefully, while the young lady halted on the staircase listening to their chattering and giggles.

Back to the past where she once lived a happily married life with Ronan Ross, again a memory flashed through her exceptionally reverse running mind.

The Spring sun was glinting cheerfully into the pretty bedroom, furnished neatly in light blue shades.

The sun rays dared to dance on the glossy chocolate brown hair of the girl, who just finished a bath and was draped into a towel which covered her perky breasts coming down to plump hips.

While brushing her hair with fingers which cascaded till her base of spine, she was on dancing more like swaying carelessly on some kind of beat or pop.

Her brightly flickering eyes with flecks of green landed on the mirror, the lady seemed to be in her early twenties, maybe twenty two. She was more likely touching the age to get married but still it would have been hard to find anywhere such a pretty maiden she had grown to.

Her skin was exquisitely fair that her arms, shoulders and wrists seemed to be cut out of daisies with a little touch up of rose pink where needed.

Her flickering eyes were chief beauty, she glanced back at the denim jeans which lay on the bed waiting to hug her skin.

She slipped into the iconic dress she blow dried her long brown hair and applied minimal make up, tinting her fresh skin with peachy pink.

Her daily routine was fulfilled and was scheduled like that, and Amaris glided downstairs when a male course voice pricked her ears.

"Breakfast is ready, my dear boss!"

Ronan Ross chipped bowing his head low with one arm tucked to the tummy and eyes glued down.

The handsome hunk was wearing a feminine apron on the front, while he stopped Amaris at the staircase pretending to be her personal butler.

"Oh! Just right on the time. "

Amaris glanced at her silver rolex wrist watch which showed eight and the lady played along, raising her eyebrows while she praised her husband's efforts.

A soft smile creased on her lips moving upwards touching up to her eyes, while she giggled at the play. Ronan Ross, the man who loved to pamper and spoil his wife to his heart's content, seemed to be madly in love with Amaris.

Hereby, I ask you after witnessing the agony from both sides, can you comprehend what forced such a lovey dovey duo to split apart?

What was the story behind their love which caused Amaris to hate the same man, whom she loved once dearly.

Both of them chuckled and Amaris slipped her arm into Ronan's, while taking small dignified steps both walked upto the main hall.

Of course, everything was colossal and well decorated, highly maintained with expensive items worth pondering of their originality.

Worth to be destroyed by his dear wife, Amaris aka Renna Amaryllis!

Back to the present time Renna Amaryllis was halting at the staircase, clutching the stair iron railing tightly just as she was determined to set her past right again.

Because this time the game was under her claws which previously was played by Ronan Ross, the mastermind criminal.

Renna shook her thoughts and descended the stairs and walked towards the small kitchen, of course who would refuse a free meal.

"Morris dear, why do not you help Renna find out a apartment?"

Cara shifted her eyes towards her husband, while she ordered the old man who stopped his fork right in front of his mouth.

"Uh?"

That was all Morris could say out of astonishment while his eyes blankly stared at Renna, the lady had a calm yet evil aura around her.

Renna responded to old Morris with a smirk and shrugged, Cara was still waiting for her husband to say something. The old woman did not see Renna's reaction while she poured out a spoonful of spaghetti onto her plate.

"The Wilson's at the end of the street are looking for a tennant, why do not you introduce Renna to them."

Cara turned around towards Renna to ask for her opinion, curiously. Mr Morris knew that his wife would not listen to him now because she had already made up her mind.

"We will take you to meet Wilsons and you know..."

Cara elbowed the young lady and winked at her meaningfully.

"They have a son around your age, eligible and handsome. Would not be a great thing?"

A smiled appeared on Renna's face, no one knew what the lady was upto now.

"Err, I would like to visit them first before taking a decision...you know...many things to keep in check. But do not worry aunt, if not there I will soon get some roof by evening because I have contacted an agency."

Renna shrugged and thanked Cara for her hospitality.

"But still thank you, aunt."

The young heiress knew that if she stayed there at Wilsons then unfortunately their present would fall under Ronan's hands, and the chances to have a future would become real slimmer.

Thus, she wanted to live alone.

"Oh yeah, I would prefer an apartment alone rather sharing with anyone. Do you know any such place nearby other than Wilsons?"

Cara muddled for a moment and then gently slammed on the table. You would probably be wondering what Mr Morris was doing, what else a man could do in the midst of two ladies other than keeping his mouth shut.

"Oh yes! Mrs Patrick lives in another city and she had given the keys to us, I can talk to her on phone and I believe she would agree. You can set your foot there for a few days, honey."

"Ah! Okay, that would be so nice of you, aunt."