Amelia He left!I sighed feeling a sting of rejection. Of course, he would leave. What was I thinking? That he would actually want me? Sarah entered the kitchen, her worried look caught my attention. I could sense something was wrong with her."I suppose we'll have to take charge of roasting the chicken," Sarah said, sliding the already-seasoned chicken into the oven. "What do you think?" "About?" I asked, seeking clarification."The chicken!" She specified, "How spicy do you think it would turn out?" "I don't know," I said, shaking my head. Still noticing the worried expression on her face. "Are you okay, Sarah?" She attempted a smile, but it seemed strained. "Why wouldn't I be? What makes you think I'm not? I'm fine, Amelia."I pressed on, sensing something was off. "The phone calls and you look concerned. What's going on?"Sarah brushed it off, her tone a bit too casual. "Just work stuff. A client needed a piece of my artwork, but it's all taken care of now."I raised an eyebr
Alexander"Sarah! In trouble? What makes you think that?" I asked, shocked. "I overheard her on the phone with someone, and It sounded like she was being blackmailed. Plus, I had this terrible dream... I don't know, I just feel like she's in trouble or something." I tried to get out of bed, but her hand held me back. "Where are you going to?" She whispered. "I need to know who the bastard trying to extort money from my sister is." "This is why I didn't want to tell you and maybe this could also be why she didn't say anything to you either. Don't just react angrily, this is a sensitive situation. You can figure it out without her knowing that you know about it."I took a deep breath. "Okay. That makes sense. I won't ask her anything.""Good. Wait till daybreak.""Anything else you heard?" "Just that she was going to deliver money to the person today." That means the bastard collects cash. Alright then, I might just need to tail Sarah when she leaves today. *******I stood in my
Alexander I turned to see Sarah standing on the other side. I looked around, expecting to see a man but there was no man there. "Alexander, how did you....." Sarah stuttered. I turned back to the woman in the room with Sarah. The same piercing green eyes, the same wild curls that always seemed to have a life of its own. No fucking way! I couldn't believe my eyes. She was standing before me. My so-called mother! It was a face I thought I would never see again, a face that was supposed to be gone forever. My expression darkened, "What is she doing here?" I demanded, pointing towards the figure. "Is she the one who's been blackmailing you?" Sarah's brow furrowed in confusion, "Blackmailing me? I never mentioned anything about blackmail." "Alexander, baby." She cooed, her eyes fixed on me as she walked towards me. "Don't you dare! Do not come close to me." I bellowed as I aimed the gun squarely at her. "Alexander! Put the gun down!" Sarah screamed at the top of
SeleneAlexander and Amelia left the dining room, and I turned to Martins, "What do you think, Martins?"Martins raised an eyebrow, "About what exactly.""Alexander and Amelia. They seem to be growing closer, even after she lost the baby. He even cooked for her." I said, irritated."I think Alexander is just trying to be considerate because of what happened."I raised an eyebrow, intrigued by his response. "So, does this mean you like her now?" "No, Selene." He replied quickly. "You're still my choice." I scoffed, "Who knows? Maybe she intentionally had the miscarriage because she knew the baby wasn't his. And if she had kept it, he would find out eventually. I'm sure she was scared of what Alexander might do to her if he learnt the truth." "I said the exact same thing to Alexander, but he seemed to be clouded by emotions." He said, shaking his head."She probably has him wrapped around her fingers."He shrugged, "We'll see how long it lasts. Alexander will eventually snap out of i
Amelia I arrived at the mansion and pulled back into the driveway. I caught sight of Selene and Dean talking.I stayed in the car, my eyes fixed on Selene and Dean's conversation. I could only see their mouths moving, but I couldn't hear them.I leaned in, straining my ears trying to pick up even the faintest whisper but the wind blocked out any sound.Selene's hands were gesturing towards the cars. Dean's expression was serious, he shook his head, his lips forming a "no".I waited until Selene turned and walked away. I think she saw me as she was leaving. I stepped out of the car and approached Dean. "Hey, is everything alright?"He nodded, "Yes ma'am.""What did she want?" I asked curtly."She just wanted to know which of the cars the boss will be taking to work tomorrow."I turned my head scanning the cars parked there. "What did you say to her?" "I told her to ask the boss." "Okay, take care," I said before walking out and into the mansion. "I wonder what she's up to this tim
Amelia Alexander already has a lot on his plate right now, telling him about Selene's suspicious act would only add to it.I pushed the room door open, "You're fully dressed and ready." I said, walking into the room."Yes, Amelia. Is there something you want from me?" He asked."Actually, there is," I replied."What is it?" "Which car will you be driving today?" He raised an eyebrow, "Car? Why are you suddenly interested in that?" "Just answer," I insisted."Well, I've instructed Dean to get the Aston Martin ready for me.""Can I take it out instead?" "You can't be serious!" He exclaimed. "Of course, I am."He stared at me, "Amelia, that's the car I want to drive today. And by the way what makes you think you can drive it? Have you ever seen an Aston Martin before let alone driven one?"I smiled sweetly, "Of course, I know what an Aston Martin looks like. I'm not completely clueless, you know.""Really? Then what's the model of the car you're so eager to drive?"I hesitated for
Amelia Was he watching me? How did he know I was here?"Oh God, I forgot," I muttered under my breath. I Rubbed my forehead, my eyes cast down in dismay.I'd completely forgotten he had someone keeping an eye on her!"Are you okay, Amelia?" She asked, gently tilting her head to get a better look at my face, her hand reaching out to touch my arm.""I have to go now. I'll see what I can do but I'm not promising you it would work." I stood up from the seat and was about to leave but she held my hand. "Please, Amelia," she implored, her voice trembling. "I know I may not deserve another chance, but I'm begging you... I did try to see them, I swear. I was imprisoned for two months when I attempted to visit them at school."She looked at me with pleading eyes, her grip on my hand tightening. "Maybe I gave up too easily, but I can't keep living knowing that my child despises me because of the lies his father planted in his head about me. Please, I want to be a part of their lives."As I ga
Alexander "If you two want to continue arguing, then take it up to your room. I can hear your voices echoing through the walls of my room." Pa Martins said, slightly annoyed. "What is the argument about, anyway?""It's Victoria," I replied.He raised an eyebrow, "Victoria? Which of the Victoria?" "My father's wife." I specified."Why are you both arguing about her?" He asked."She's back and saying a lot of untrue things"His eyes widened slightly, "You mean she's back in New York City?" I nodded, confirming, "Yes, Pa."He let out a deep sigh, followed by a brief silence before he spoke up. "Come with me." He said, his voice tinged with unease.I glanced at Amelia, who remained frozen in one place, before following Pa Martins. He hastened to his study with me trailing behind."There are certain things that you are not aware of, son." He said, opening the door to his study and walking in. "Your father did a lot of things that I did not agree with." He removed a key from his desk dr