The Devil didn't come from hell, he lived right on Earth. There's nothing much more dangerous than a clique of wealthy men, billionaire to be precise, going wrong and turning against each other. When family and friends becomes the major bait and attack, which led to sleeping with one eye open, because........ You don't know who's next!.
View MoreLaughter bursted through Knox's house as the family and friends were discussing recent events. Inaya and Chantelle were playing with their toys in front of everyone. “I heard that the wedding between Al-Amin and Maria was awkward. Is that true?” Spike asked. “I was the only one here that was invited to the wedding,” Knox responded. “I wasn’t aware of the wedding,” Malia commented. “Same here,” Aakhifah said. “Tell us about the wedding,” Pamela pleaded. "But you were there, Pamela!" Makayla interjected. "Shit! My brain forgot." Pamela said. “The wedding was pretty nice. The building was huge, and Al-Amin sure did put in a lot of money to make it look extravagant. There were a lot of Muslim cultures. The food was good, and the music was joyful.” He explained. “That’s nice and all, but you still haven’t answered my question. Was the marriage awkward for Al-Amin and Maria?” Spike asked. “Al-Amin was enjoying the wedding. He was happy that he was marrying Maria. But, Maria
MAKAYLAShe woke up naked with the bedsheets tangled around her body. She groaned as the memories of what transpired during the night hit her.A smile lifted at the side of her lips as she turned her head to look at Knox. His eyes were wide open like he had been awake, watching her as she slept.“Ah!” Makayla screamed and almost fell out of the bed but he held her hand and drew her close to him.“That was creepy!” she placed her hand on her chest. “Why you staring at me like that?” His expression remained stoic.She snapped her fingers in his face.“To earth, Knox.”He blinked his eyes. “You remind me of my Ayesha.”Makayla raised an eyebrow. "Ayesha? Who is she?" He ignored her and stood up to go to the bathro
KNOXHe had gone out to pick Aryan or Spike rather and his family at McDonald’s to come stay in his house. Now that he and Spike worked together, Knox had to protect him because he now realized that the con life which he was good at and the gambling, there was more than just it; the billionaire clique, everything. Thanks to Spike who had shed more light to everything and himself, he was ready for whatever stunt Dhanial wanted to pull. Pamela was now his responsibility and neither of them regretted the death of Bloom, in fact Pamela was happy he was dead and he helped her buried her mother.Another thing was, Knox still hadn’t find out what Makayla was up to, all he knew was that the moment he received her file from Al-Amin Quraishi Abaddi, he knew it was about coning and to break her from being dominating to submissive.He sighed.Since the
SPIKESpike held the silencer and waited for the front door to open. The reason he had chosen the silencer was to keep his hiding safe, so they wouldn't get where the bullet came from.As soon as the first assassin entered, he aimed for his head and pulled the trigger. What Spike did not quickly get was that they were assassins like him and were as smart as he was. The two assassin started to shoot at the chairs but spike was fast enough. He quickly rolled out and bent his head, caught hold of his gun that fell from his hand shot and assassin by his ribs.He circled the other one and stopped in front of him. Guns aimed at each other."Let's fight hand to hand." Spike stated, his eyes shooting knives at the last assassin. The second one he shot by the ribs was already losing consciousness.The assassin flung the gun away and Spike d
KHALILThe wedding went well and he felt honored to be invited but what left him as a puzzle was: Why would Al-Amin get married to his ex-assassin?Why? His ex-assassin whose friend, took his death. Accidentally.The second question was: what relationship does Knox and Spike have? Khalil had seen Knox excuse himself from his family including his girlfriend Makayla and a black pretty girl. Such a beauty, he thought. He followed him to the other side of the wedding venue at the waterfall where he saw him talking with Spike. Their voices were too low for him to hear their conversations plus he must not be seen.Why?Al-Amin wedded his ex-assassin;Knox and Spike. Fuck! He slammed his hand on the table.Aside from William, the cunning smart ass bastard, who wa
AL-AMINThe marriage of Al-Amin and Maria was about to happen. Some preparations were being done. Al-Amin financed everything from the building, food, wedding dress and suit, DJ, and so much more. He had an excess amount of money and power to make sure the wedding felt grand and magical. On the other hand, Maria was not happy, and he noticed.“Maria, what’s wrong? Aren’t you happy that you’re about to get married to me? I made sure that everything felt extravagant because my future wife deserves to be spoiled.” He told her, disappointment showing on his face.“I appreciate it, but I hate how you forced me to marry you, and I had no say.” She said, not looking him in the eye.He ignored her comment.&l
After he finished cleaning up, he put on a pair of joggers with a shirt and a pair of sneakers. He grabbed a face cap and took his silencer, tucking it in behind his joggers.Taking the keys to the black Ferrari, left the room, strolled to Makayla's room where he heard giggles and knocked lightly on the door.“Come in, Knox.” Makayla answered.“She is silly and stressing me out on what to wear so we decided to play dress up.”“Good. You girls have fun.” He repeated the address Pamela told him and left for the place.It was easy to locate the house because it stood different from other houses and was located at the end of the area of where she had mentioned, although it was not really far from Beverly Hills.He parked his Ferrari outside the house and went to the press the door bell. A man in his mid thirty opened the door with a smoke in between his lips.“Pamela.” Knox said.&ldq
KnoxHe drove his car and left it not well parked before storming inside the house, carrying the girl from the park and straight up to his room. He left her on the bed and went back out.“Makayla! Makayla!” He called out on top of his voice.“What if it was Al-Amin that sent the men…” He left the thought hanging. He thought about blaming Makayla but yet he wanted to find out first before jumping into conclusion.“Makay...”“I’m here, what is it?" She stood in front of him in the hallway. He paced about and finally stopped in front of her.“Oh.” She covered her mouth with her palm to muffle her scream.“What happened? How? What?” She stuttered. Knox held her shoulders.“I'm fine, baby.” He smiled. “I'm fine.”Her eyes widened in surprise. “Baby” she almost smiled. She touched his face and he yelped in pain.
KnoxPleasuring his sweet Maykala was the best feeling in the world for him. Kissing her with all his might, feeling her soft lips and touching her body, making her shiver, hearing her moans while tasting her sweetness made him proud to see his love satisfied. But that experience was not on his mind at the moment.When Maykala abruptly left, all he could think about was her father, Al-Amin Quraishi Abbadi. Who was he? What did he do for a living? Why didn't Maykala tell him anything about him before?He grabbed his laptop, turned it on and did a background check on Maykala and her father. If Makayla wasn't going to tell him anything about her family, he was going to take matters into his own hands.Knox went to a website that did background checks on anyone. He typed in Al-Amin’s full name and searched for him. Finding him was not a challenge as he was the only one with a name like that.
MAKAYLA POVHer fingers leisurely yet with impatience, tapped the table. He was supposed to be here.9:00pm. Her glittering gold watch read. Her frown deepened. She was hungry-- very for that fact and her father, adopted, wasn't here for the dinner at a luxury suite, that he himself invited her to. If she didn't love the man, she would've left. This was an insult!Her jaw ticked as the faint ticking of her watch filled her eardrums. Where was the damn man?! Again, she repeated, if she didn't love this man, she would've left.Picking up her glass of exotic champagne, her perfectly manicured fingers played with the glass, her reflection becoming visible to her eyes. Her excellently carved eyebrows, eyes, lips; lips that never smiled, nose and the outlines of her face. Those weren't hers. It belonged to another-- a dead another.This face wasn't hers.Life, oh life and it's little petty quirks.Five years ago, everything was different. Her face...
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