Lisa opened the door to her father's study a crack. She had known he had left on some business trip, and she had duplicated his keys for this moment. She felt as though his eyes were all over the office. Just in case there were any cameras, she had shut off the power supply to the office.She strode in cautiously, her feet soundless on the carpeted floor. All his computers were shut down, the cabinets locked, and the desk burglar proof. She jiggled the bunch of keys in her hand, eyeing the locks on the desk and wondering if there was an alarm system.She had to be extra careful not to trigger anything, so she tried comparing the label on the locks to the key names. She found a match for his desk and opened the top drawer. There were papers, lots of papers. Lisa was not sure she could go through all of them before her mother returned from shopping. She was not even sure she would understand anything.She powered on a laptop on the side desk. It opened to the home screen without a singl
Donald flipped his jacket over the gun."Hey." He let her in, then looked down the corridor before pulling the door shut. "Is everything alright?"Danielle burst into tears and ran to Claire. She crushed her in a tight hug and sobbed into her hair. Claire's eyes met his."Help me." She mouthed silently to him.She was turning pale, and didn't look like she was taking in enough oxygen. Axel rose and went to Danielle, a big frown on his face. Donald stopped him halfway."Let me." He put a hand on her shoulder. "Danielle? Are you okay? What's the matter?"Danielle's head came up. "I was driving by, and I heard shooting." She sobbed harder. "I didn't know what to do, so I called the police and they redirected the call to your security firm. I thought you were dead!"The last part was directed at Claire. Claire smiled and squeezed her hand."I'm very much alive." She tweaked Danielle's nose. "Don't think you can get rid of me that easily."Danielle giggled and wiped her face with the back
Axel stood between the beds in the guest room. On his right lay Claire, and Donald occupied the bed on his left. His two most favorite people left in this world were down at once. That deep sense of loss was gut-wrenching. He stroked Claire gently on the cheek. What was it with the constant fevers? He wanted to talk to Jenise about it, but Jenise was probably busy trying to figure out how to get poor Hunter Cook in her bed that night.He missed her glares. He could have given anything to get them now. And he missed Donald's grins. He knew Donald would wake. He never stayed down for long. The thought that the bomb wired in his car could actually have taken his life made Axel shudder. They would be more careful next time.Donald stirred, and Axel bent over him."Donald? Can you hear me?" He whispered, searching for signs of consciousness.His eyes fluttered open, and he groaned at the onslaught of light and raised his hands weakly. Axel turned off the lights and pulled the drapes shut.
Lisa shut down the computer with trembling fingers. What was an elimination list doing in her father's computer? And why the hell was Axel's name on the list? The bell sounded downstairs and she hurried out of the office. She remembered to lock the door behind her and raced to her room just as someone that sounded nothing like her mother strode up the stairs.Her father had said he was going on a business trip. Why was he back so soon? Lisa sat at her computer and pulled up the security feed from the cameras outside. She rewound the tape to when he had stepped out of his car. He was soaking wet, and his clothes were stained with something that looked suspiciously like washed off blood.Lisa slapped herself. What was she thinking? Despite his anger issues, her father could never hurt a fly. Her mind strayed back to the list on his computer and she shook her head. No, it wasn't possible. She grabbed a bottle of wine from her case and gulped down the wine straight from the bottle.She ro
Jenise tried to scream as she was dragged away, but it bounced right back in and burned her throat. She clawed at the assailant with both hands, but she didn't even make a scratch on the smooth outfit he wore. She felt he was male because his arms were so strong. She could see nothing, just darkness. He pulled her into a room by the far end of the penthouse that was brightly lit.Her eyes squinted to adjust to the light, so she blinked rapidly to speed up the adjustment. It looked like an oversized closet, and she saw one glove clad hand reach out and flick the lock in place. He turned her around without letting go of her mouth. "Hey. It's me."Jenise eyes widened in shock. "Mmshtymm?!"You have to be kidding me, she thought. Hunter? What was he doing? He took his hand off her lips slowly."What the hell?" She finally spat out, her throat dry.His eyes softened. "I'm sorry. I just wanted to know how good your reflexes are. You really are in bad shape." He observed.Jenise could not b
Lisa winced. How could anyone have recognized her already? She was so sure her disguise will hold. She turned slowly and put on a haughty look."Excuse me?"The face looked familiar, but she couldn't place it. The man standing in front of her looked like one of the men she had met during her time with Axel."Oh, I guess you just looked a little bit like someone I know." He glanced at the board. "Is there something you are looking for?""What's your business?" She said rudely.He raised a brow. "I'm only here to assist you, ma'am."Lisa sneered. "I don't need any help. Get lost."He did, but not before giving her a weird look. He must have thought she was mentally unstable, given how she had reacted. She was just on edge. She looked around again. Making sure no one was watching, she took a photo of the schedule and walked quickly out of the building. She would find an insider later. Right now, she needed to keep her cover on.******************Claire awoke to the sound of a knock on t
On reflex, Donald pushed Jenise down just as a other hole appeared on the wall at the base of the clock. He cralwed to the door and opened it, then put his fingers to his mouth and blew a high-pitched whistle three times. Jenise heard the sound being repeated by several others until word had gotten round. They were under attack.A metallic crunch sounded on the door somewhere above Donald's head and he ducked and rolled back to Jenise."I need to find a way to shut that window."The window had been left wide open, so bullets were just flying in as they wished. "But Donald, there are no shots." Jenise observed.Donald peeked around the table they were hiding behind. "I'm guessing it's a sniper with a very good silencer." The door opened and four men crawled in. They wore camouflage, so Jenise could not tell who they were. One of them nodded to his colleagues and the remaining three withdrew. He crawled to Jenise and grabbed her waist."Hello babe."Jenise felt blood rush to her face.
Claire stared wonderingly at Axel. "What do you mean?"Axel swiveled around in the chair. "Do you remember what happened at the office? You recognized the voice of their boss."Claire settled herself beside him, on the arm of the chair. He put a firm arm around her waist. She bit her lips in thought."I don't know. I thought I had heard that voice somewhere, but now, I'm not so sure."Axel's grip tightened. "We need to ID the person behind the voice. It will help us a lot in figuring out what is going on."Claire worried her fingers. "I don't know, Axel. I just don't want to make an incorrect assumption. We don't need any misleading information now.""I trust you." Axel silenced her concerns. She looked up at him, wide-eyed. "I know you won't just make it up. To be honest, I recognized the voice. But I'm not sure either." He confessed.Claire smiled. "On the count of three?"Axel grinned. "Three. Two. One." His expression became serious. "Mr. Davinsky.""Lisa's father?"They said in u
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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