Fiona's POVThe sunset dawned on us as I shakily stood up, suppressing the feeling of anxiety that had suddenly washed over me. Antonio sat still, crossing his legs and taking a cigarette out."It's been a long time," he finally said. "You should take a seat; this is the best place those sneaky paparazzi won't get a glimpse of you."I obeyed, sitting as quietly as I stood up. "I thought you left the country after you were adopted.""Yes, taken to Spain, lived a different life, but someone called me back," he smiled, inhaling the smoke that emanated from the cigarette.I swallowed the saliva that had formed in my mouth, moving closer to him. "Who?""You," he answered briefly. "I can't believe you want to go on with that silly plan of yours, Gabriella.""Don't call me that," I warned. "You wouldn't know anything if you didn't eavesdrop on my conversation with Davis that day.""It was an orphanage home. How do you expect kids not to go to the playground?" he laughed. "You have to stop."
Fiona's POVThe clock struck twelve. I took a deep breath, adjusting the mask over my face. A knock on the window made me shiver as I pushed it open and peered through."You look like a desperate cat," a voice said from behind.I spun around, ready to attack but stopped. "Davis? What are you doing here? No, how did you get in?""Shush!" He pressed his hand over my mouth, pushing me against the wall. "I told you not to do anything. You almost cost me my life," he whispered.I pushed him away, removing the mask. "Don't blame me for your misfortunes. You should have been more careful."His expression grew serious. "Do you really think I did that?""If you didn't, then who did?" I pressed further."I don't know. Look, I think someone else is after Alexander.""That's absurd. Who else would want to hurt him?" I walked to the stool, picking up my phone. "It's past midnight. I need to go."He grabbed my hand. "Where?""Sabrina's house," I whispered. "Please don't try to stop me.""I would. Y
Alexander's POV I sat still in the office, flipping through the piles of documents that seemed endless, even after three hours of combing through them.Yawning loudly, I looked up to see Frederick walk in, a look of satisfaction on his face. I smiled slightly, waiting for the news he was about to dispense."Sir, I found something on Sabrina," he cleared his throat, handing me some photos. "She's having an affair.""That slut has some guts," I laughed, dropping the photographs on the table. "Who's he?""He's discreet, unfortunately. I couldn't get his face."I flung the photos aside, breathing loudly as I walked towards him. "Make sure you find out who he is. And did you get anything on the man who did that to me?"He bowed slightly. "I'm sorry, sir. My men are still looking into it. There was no trace of him after that day. I'll try my best, sir."I moved closer, whispering into his ear, "It seems you've become more comfortable. Do you need something to remind you never to say the wo
Fiona's POV "I have to leave now," he said a few minutes after stepping out to make a call. His lips pressed against mine as he grabbed his keys."Where are you going?" I whispered, taking his hands in mine."I have an appointment," he muttered."This late? With whom?" I blurted out, biting my lips as he bent to stroke my hair."I'll call the driver to take you home, stay safe," he said, walking out swiftly.The smile on my face immediately turned into a large frown as I watched him walk out. It didn't seem as though he was the father of Sabrina's child. He hated her more than life itself; there was no way anything could have happened between them.I grabbed my coat and headed out, not waiting for the so-called driver, and took a cab to Michelle's home. She had been discharged a few days ago.I walked in, ringing the bell loudly. As she pushed the door open, a man walked out, adjusting his pants suspiciously. I winked, wearing a bright smile."Who has sex after being stabbed?" I shou
Fiona's POV I sat nervously as the driver followed silently, swerving whenever the lady did. "Keep going," I muttered, watching the road come to an end."Ma'am, we are at a dead end," the driver said. "It seems we missed her.""But she was here just now," I screeched furiously as the driver turned the steering wheel into the road again.I wondered what she was doing at the correctional facility. Who was she meeting? Fortunately, I had taken a quick shot of her before entering the car. Though she still had a mask on, I could recognize her even at night.I swiftly sent the photo to Davis, asking him to run a facial recognition. Strangely, I thought about what he had said—was there really someone else trying to subdue the Brooks family?"We are here," the driver woke me from my thoughts. I handed him some cash and got out, walking into the house.Isabella sat on the counter, as if waiting for my arrival. She sat straight, gazing at me for a while."Say what's on your mind?" I asked, pul
Alexander's POVThere's a saying that when lightning strikes out of the blue, it leaves you stunned and scrambling. Right now, a large lightning bolt just struck me in the deepest part of my chest.I looked into the crowd, trying to find Fiona, but she was gone. The reporters flocked into the room, taking quick shots before Frederick rushed over, leading me out of the room."I can't believe this!" I exclaimed, loosening the tie stuck on my neck as I got into the car. "Take me home, now.""Yes, sir," Frederick replied, revving the engine and driving off. I called Fiona, but she didn't pick up, even after five calls. A lot of congratulatory messages popped up on my screen, and in no time, headlines were flooding the internet.I switched off the phone, thinking about what Sabrina was up to. I definitely wasn't the father of the baby. Was this the surprise she was talking about? I scoffed. She really played the game well.The car stopped at the house, and so did two others carrying Dad, h
Fiona's POV I looked over my shoulder, throwing the cape over my head to make sure I wasn't seen. The dark street helped conceal my face as I walked into the narrow passage, knocking eagerly on one of the joint doors of the bustling club.A group of naked ladies stood on the stage, dancing shamelessly as men ogled them. It was more of a market for sex toys, and I felt nauseous watching the horrid scene.A man approached upon seeing me. "You must be her," he said.I nodded.He led me to the far end of the club, into another door. I walked carefully, trying to avoid the unhealthy sexual activities going on around me. My eyes shifted to a stripper who was busy enticing hungry-looking men.The man stopped, pointing at a secluded area. "Go in," his husky voice rang in my ear as I nodded.I swallowed my fear as a lady walked out of the room, licking her fingers naughtily. I looked at her in disdain before closing the door behind me."You're here," Davis said, crossing his legs as he sat."
Alexander's POVI raged with fury as I pushed the door open, barging in with all the strength I could muster. She sat in a nightgown, with a glass of red wine in hand.I huffed, moving towards her. "This is the last time I will ask you. Who's the father of this child?""That's so rude, barging in with no notice that you’re coming," she smiled. "Take a seat.""Do I look like I'm here to do that? You slut."Her smile quickly turned to a big frown as she placed the cup on the table. "You better watch your mouth, Alexander."I scoffed. "You didn't answer my question.""Does it matter? That drink," her eyes moved to the cup on the table, "contains an abortion pill," she burst into laughter."You devil," I grabbed her hands. "You've been fucking my brother. Was this a way to prevent me from revealing the truth?""What truth?" She slapped my hands off. "It's not like you're some saint or anything. I heard you killed someone in Hong Kong. We’re the same, murderers."I gasped, my eyes raging w