Rose sat in the cold detention cell. She had been here for what appeared to be several days, and was already losing track of time. Mr. Davinsky had put out a notice for her arrest so his men could kill her, and it was a good thing Axel's men had intervened. Instead, she had been put in this dreary underground prison. There was very little light filtering in from the tiny windowThe doors made that scraping sound of steel on steel, just like it always did when the warden entered their bunker. However, this time, instead of his face appearing on the other side, she saw a quiet looking and smartly dressed young man. He held up his identification."Hi, I'm from NewsTv. I am here to request an exclusive interview, to follow up a recent news report. Would you like to tell us what you know?"Rose glared at him suspiciously. The last person that had claimed to want to help had put her in this cell. She saw the identification card alright, but anyone could fake one of those. Her only ticket to
Claire's lips trembled. "I knew it."Axel was speechless. He wanted to facepalm, but his hands were too busy holding her stiff frame."What are you talking about, Claire?"He lifted himself up on his elbow and stared down at her."You didn't tell me you loved me." Claire pouted.Axel was confused. "Did something happen? Something that made you feel I don't?"Claire jutted her chin out. "No. I just wanted to know."Axel gave her a suspicious look. "I do love you very much, Claire Lysander. Now tell me what the hell is going on."Claire lowered her eyes. "I saw the way you were with Coco."Axel sat up, and Claire hesitantly followed. He pulled her between his knees and put his chin on her head."Did I treat her badly?" He whispered."No." Claire sniffed. "You did very great. It made me wonder if we could have some of our own too."Axel stilled. His silence made Claire look up and try to meet his gaze. The shutters of his eyes were pulled down so she could not tell what he was thinking.
Claire woke up before sunrise. She expected to find Axel dead to the world beside her, but he was not there. The sound of running water from the bathroom reached her ears, and she rose groggily. She pushed open the bathroom door and strutted in. The curtains were pulled shut, and she could hear the sound of Axel whistling in the shower.Claire smiled to herself. They were all expecting some good news that morning, and she was glad it put him in a good mood. He suddenly emerged from behind the curtains. The look he gave her could have melted diamonds."Hello, wife."She gulped and looked away quickly. He was dressed in nothing but his birthday suit, and the sight weakened her knees instantly."I'll just…go get some towels."She fled the bathroom, before her mind could begin to imagine the things he could do to her. She got dressed in the closet and went out only when someone knocked on the door. Surely, Axel would not come out of the bathroom without getting dressed. She heard the bath
Axel had not realized just how much he had missed the company. The sounds, smells and sights of people working to make more money for him were intoxicating. He ran his hand over the railings of the second floor workspace as he stood overlooking the reception. The staff had slowly returned to their positions after putting the shootings behind them.The glass doors and windows had been fixed. Axel had to acknowledge just how much his father's presence had affected the running of things. Not a single thing was out of place. Everyone seemed active at their duty posts. It seemed things were gradually returning back to normal.The Chairman vacated Axel's office immediately his son stepped into the reception. They met halfway between the distance to his office."Hello Father." Axel greeted him with a nod."Can I go home now?" His father asked gruffly. "If you ask me to stay one more day, you will have to relinquish your rights as the CEO."The corner of his lips turned up briefly. "That won'
I'm sure it's nothing, Axel." Donald tried to assure him while speeding down the lane."My mother screamed, Donald." Axel gave him a cold stare. "In a very unladylike manner. That's not nothing.""Okay." Donald looked out the window. "But being anxious won't help. We'll be there soon."Axel sat back in his seat. He hated leaving Claire alone, but he had panicked when he heard his mother's voice. So he called Jubril to the office and asked him to take the ladies home, and drop off Myla at her apartment. He wondered what was wrong, and considered possible worst case scenarios. Maybe his father had died. He shook the thought off immediately. He had seen the old man a few hours ago. He didn't look like he would drop dead any time soon. He tried thinking about some other possible reasons, but he didn't find any, so he gave up. Donald was already going as fast as he could in heavy traffic, and he did not want to urge him on any more than he wanted to get into an accident. When they finally
Axel stormed out of the mansion. Rage, pure and unadulterated, flooded his veins and clouded his vision. His hands shook as he tried to open the passenger door of the car. Donald helped him open it from inside. He was staring at him with fear."It's that bad, isn't it?"Axel ignored him and stared out the window, the album firmly clutched to himself.Donald poked his shoulder tentatively. "Where to, sir?""Home." He responded curtly.Donald put the car in gear. "Home it is."The ride to the penthouse passed in silence. Donald snuck glances at Axel, but his face remained set in stone. No one could tell what he was thinking, no matter what they tried. When they arrived at the building, Axel alighted silently and ran up to the elevator. He bypassed the men's suite and stopped at theirs."Claire!" He banged the door open and hollered.It was unlocked, and the fact that she did not care about their safety enraged him more."In here!" Her voice was weak as it floated through their bedroom d
Axel looked at Donald, and Donald looked at Axel."Don't even think about it." Axel warned.Donald raised his hands. "I've just got to say it, Axel. If she's right, and all of this is nothing but a huge misunderstanding, you're fucked, you know that?"Axel's brow turned down. "I'm going to follow her. I bet she's going to that man of hers." He clenched his hands into fists. "If I could just know who he is, I would crush him."Donald sighed. "I'm coming with you. I can't believe Claire would do something like this, but I'm coming with you."They left the suite together. As they were stepping into the elevator, Danielle ran towards them. Axel hid the hand he held the photos with behind him."Hey Axel, is Claire okay?" Her forehead was pinched with worry. She barely glanced at his hand. "Jenise mentioned she had very terrible cramps. She usually does, and I'm worried she might have passed out."Axel and Donald exchanged looks. "Claire stepped out for a bit." Donald said a little too hur
"Claire!!!"Axel was standing by the edge of the bridge, shouting out for her. He was crying, hot and salty liquid dropping from his eyes. The emergency team had responded promptly, and were now combing the waters in search of her. Donald was trying to control the crowd that had formed and were now with cameras turned on, capturing the entire event.Lisa knelt by the bridge, her hands in cuffs. A policeman stood beside her, different from the one that had interviewed her earlier. He was a tough cookie, who ignored every flirtatious gesture she made. She sneered when she heard Axel call out Claire's name."Claire is history, Axel. Why can't you see that?" She gave him a charming smile. "The both of you were not meant to work out. I did a good thing getting rid of the traitor, didn't I?"Axel froze. "What traitor?"Lisa wrinkled her brows in confusion. "Didn't you see the photos?"Axel feigned ignorance. "What photos?" "The ones your mother gave to you."Axel sniffed and took his handk
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“You're still watching that?"Claire looked behind her from where she was curled up like a ball on the sofa. Axel stood by the pillar, his hair dripping wet. He was barechested, and Claire had a full view of his godlike body. It was one she had worshipped the night before, and the memories flooded her head. She felt her face go hot.“Why not?" She blustered. "As much as I am concerned about the trend of animal abuse, I get a kick from watching you tell them off.”Axel scowled at her. "That's a very mean thing to say.” His face brightened instantly. "I'm not complaining, though. Why are you blushing?”Claire touched her red face. He was coming closer to peer at her curiously. She squeezed her eyes shut.“You should put some clothes on."Claire felt the sofa dip where he sat down beside her.“No." His breath tickled her face. “I would rather not." Claire rolled her eyes, but kept them closed. "Fine, whatever.”He grabbed her jaw and roughly pulled her against him. "Look at me.”Her eye
Axel had planned the wedding just like Claire wanted, so they moved on straight to the reception in the same place. The dance floor was cleared for the couple to have their first dance, and open the floor. The orchestra struck up a tune, and Claire put her hands around Axel's shoulder.“I can't stop thinking about them."Axel placed his forehead on hers. “Maybe that's because it's about time we got rid of them. I don't want anyone spoiling your mood.”Claire sighed. “There's a little problem though." He whirled her around before holding her close again. "What is that?”She leaned into his chest. "I am finding it rather difficult to leave the comfort of your arms right now.”Axel grinned. "Then don't. We can go after the dance. Besides, we are making a lot of people jealous here. This isn't a chance you want to pass up.”"I've already put my mark on you." She smiled with belligerence and dug her fingers into his suit. “No one can take you away from me." That cracked Axel up, and he s
Axel stood by the altar, watching the heavenly beauty in white walk down the aisle towards him. His heart was beating erratically, and he found it funny how she still made his heart race after all this time. He made a mental note to thank Jenise for making the most beautiful wedding dress for his woman.With each step she took, he found it increasingly difficult to breathe. She stole his breath away, and she had not even said anything yet. Axel was watching her intently, so he easily caught the shift in her gaze and expression. He looked over at what had crumbled her face, and blinked, twice.“What the hell?"“What is it?" Donald was his best man, and was standing close enough to hear him curse out loud. He followed his line of sight to where Rose McLennie sat, and beside her a woman that looked like her older form. They were both wearing sneers on their faces, sneers that were at that moment directed at Claire.Axel turned to him. “How did they get in?"Donald shrugged. "No one got
"Don't stand me up."Those were Axel's last words as he had left the cafe the previous day. Now, as she stood in her flowing wedding dress, she could not help but wonder if his earnest plea was the reason she had put in this much effort to look beautiful.Myla had done wonders on her hair, packing it all to the back bridal style. Her face popped out at anyone that looked, and Myla was grinning at her over the top of her head.“Wow, Claire, just…wow!”Eric had just stepped into the room, and his eyes filled with tears.“I thought today is supposed to be a happy day." Claire said with a soft smile. “Let's save the tears for later, mm?"Danielle was standing by Claire's side, smiling widely. She had done her makeup, and there could be no other exceptional way to do it. Claire looked perfect, beautifully perfect. He took her hand and kissed it. “You have such gifted hands, Danielle." Jenise peeked out from the closet. "I made the dress, hand me my flowers.”Eric chuckled and pulled out
Axel shrunk under the gaze of the women. He saw the men around him do the same. They had had their bachelor's night out the previous day, and the prank had fallen on him. He couldn't get out of it like he had wanted. Earlier, he had tried dissuading the guys."What if she passes out?"Donald had pushed a mask on to his face. "All the more fun, then.""Tomorrow is the wedding!"Hunter snickered. "The worse thing that could happen is if she leaves you at the altar."From her thunderous expression, Claire looked like she just might. She had been terrified, that much was obvious from how her entire body was still trembling. Her legs gave way, and she fell into a chair and began sobbing again.Axel longed to go over to her and put a comforting arm around her, but the look Danielle was giving him stopped him. She looked ready to burn any male that came within a foot of where the women were huddled together around Claire. Eric was not excluded from the ostracization. He had tried to dissuade
It was the ladies' turn to exchange glances. "How can you not know what happens the day before a wedding?" Myla asked. "Even my Coco knows!" Axel raised a brow. "I do know about the bridal shower, but you already had one yesterday."Jenise nudged Danielle. "Tell him. Put them out of their misery." Her voice rang with mockery.Danielle and Claire giggled. "We are going to the spa and hair salon!" Hunter rolled his eyes. "For a second there, I thought something really important was going to happen."Jenise puckered her lips. "Getting a massage and your nails done is "something really important", especially if you are getting married the next day."Axel rose. "You should tidy up the rest of the invitations. Donald, make sure you send them out, along with the accompanying emails."Claire ruffled through the invitations. "I didn't accidentally put one for Croatia in there, right?""Claire." Axel extended a hand towards her. "Walk with me for a second."She reluctantly took his outstretc
Axel stared at Claire in wonder. "You stayed up for most of last worrying about my whereabouts, and now that I'm back safely, you find yourself something else to worry about?"Claire drew her lips into a pout. "I waited up for you because I already had that in mind! Then we couldn't reach you and I forgot what I was worrying about."Axel had to suppress his laughter. "Oh. I see. Well, I have not sent any invitations out yet."Claire sat up. "Really? The wedding is in two days!"Axel furrowed his brows. "Um, yeah?""How would the guests have time to ready their outfits?"Axel snorted. "If anyone cannot get a proper outfit for an occasion, even if it is thirty minutes away, that person would not be in my list. You know the circle I belong to, Claire. If I give them the invitation that morning, and tell them to dress a certain way, they'll show up at the wedding before you."Claire frowned. "That would not be very polite.""I am not polite, sweetheart. I thought you knew that."Claire bi
Danielle gently shoved her forward. "Don't worry about that. At the rate at which you're eating, you'll probably not fit into the dress by weekend."Jenise snorted out a laugh. "I guess that means we will need to do the fitting of the dress on Friday night."The ladies giggled in amusement, and Claire glowered at them."That's not funny, guys!" She grabbed Coco's hand. "Come on, Coco, let's leave them to their impolite behavior."Her reaction only made them giggle more. Claire was not particularly upset. She felt pretty good that they were at least having fun. She could not begin to imagine what they had gone through when she had been in the state of coma. She had not even properly thanked them yet.Claire could see Donald from afar, through the glass doors. He was leaning on the limo, speaking into the phone and smiling widely. Occasionally, he would draw circles with his toes or scratch the back of his head, an indication that he was speaking to his new girlfriend. His relationship