XANDERI couldn't figure out why my mom was acting so strange lately. And that wasn't the only troubling thing that had been happening recently. Every time I try to talk to her, she would brush me off or look at me like she was hiding something. It was frustrating and I wasn't even sure if she was angry with me or just distracted by something else. But whatever it was, it was starting to drive me crazy. If she chose not to tell me about it then there was no way I was going to solve the problem. And the fact that she was not talking to me meant she didn't want to let me into whatever that was happening. I caught myself thinking about it every time and I knew I was not going to stop anytime soon because she was my mother and seeing her so worried was the last thing I ever wanted. I needed to do something but I was already getting tired of asking questions, questions that were never answered and always deflected with something else. But I could not let it get to me, I was not going to
FLORAL'S POVI picked up the phone the moment it rang, my fingers trembling slightly as I held it to my ear. The voice on the other end was called and straight to business, which was why I was feeling a bit worried at the moment. I had to weigh my words carefully. I was going to be in trouble. I had to make her feel like I was making great progress even though I had only made small progress. They needed to know that I was trying my best and that things would soon start to come together slowly. There were no pleasantries and no small talk as she asked. "Floral, what’s the status?" I took a deep breath, calming the excitement and anxiety bubbling in my chest. I was happy that I had gotten this far but at the same time, I was worried about what their reaction was going to be. I hoped she would understand me. "Everything’s going according to plan." I whispered into the phone. "He has no idea. Everything is perfect on my end." The voice was silent for a moment as if processing my repo
MATT’S POVI was sitting on the edge of the small, worn-out bed, staring at the faded wallpaper that had started peeling off the walls. This room and this place have become my world for the last few weeks. No one knew where I was and that was how I needed it to stay. After getting out of prison, I had no choice but to hide, living like a ghost, always one step ahead of the police. I was the most wanted person in the country, so coming outside and joining the world would only bring me problems. A price tag had already been placed on me, for anyone who could catch me. That was more than enough reason to stay here until the news had gone down. The tension that had followed my escape from prison had drastically gone down recently and I thought it was time to get on with my plans. But I was going to be very careful though. I wasn't going into public yet, my main intention was to do what needed to be done, getting Adeline back and dealing with that bastard called Xander. Revenge... that
MATT’S POV"You're going to pay for what you did to me," I said, standing up and pacing the room. "You ruined my life, Xander. And now, it's time for me to ruin yours." "What are you talking about?" He asked, struggling against the ropes that bound him. "I didn't do anything to you. You did this to yourself and you know it, Matt." "Don't you dare play dumb with me!" I snapped, as the anger coursed through me. I wanted to smack him so hard across the jaw that a tooth or teeth would fall out. But I stopped myself. It was too early for that. A lot of pain was coming for him, this wasn't yet the time for this. "You were the reason everything went to hell! You and your perfect life, your perfect little world. You didn't care about the rest of us. You didn't care who you stepped on to get what you wanted. And because of that, you will know pain. You have no idea what I have in store for you,we haven't even started yet. When I'm done with you, you will regret ever crossing me, and that's i
XANDER’S POVI groaned as his men surrounded me, their hands clenched and ready to strike. I didn't have much fight left in me and my body still pained me from the constant blows they had already delivered. Blood dripped from the corner of my mouth but I kept my head high. I wasn't going to give them the satisfaction of hearing me scream or beg. I was going to make sure they did not get that from me no matter how hard they tried. One of them swung hard, his hands connecting with my ribs. The pain shot through me but I bit down on my lip, refusing to make a sound. I was going through hell but I had already made up my mind to go through hell silently. My mind wasn't in pain anyway. It was on Adeline as I kept thinking about her, how she wouldn't know what was happening to me. She thought I was still in Manhattan. She had no idea I was here in Washington, tied up and being beaten within an inch of my life. It was not long before the men got desperate and started to beat me harder. They
MATT’S POVI looked at myself in the mirror again, adjusting the suit jacket. The reflection staring back at me was still shocking even after all this while. I had spent so much time studying his face, his mannerisms, the way he spoke but now seeing it up close, seeing 'myself' as him- it was surreal. Everything had gone smoothly so far as no one had suspected anything at his office and that failed me with Confidence. Now I was going to step into his personal life. I had no idea what to expect. What was waiting for me at his house? Did he have family there? Friends? I run my hand through my hair, mimicking the way I had seen Xander do it 100 times. I whispered to myself that this was the moment and it was so hard to push down the feeling of excitement that was already rising in my chest. I was living the life I had always wanted and there was no going back from this. I got in a car and decided to travel to his family home first but when I got there, there was nobody present. The wh
MATT’S POVI found it strange that Xander had a sister because in all the time I had been studying him, there is no mention of this moment and it's confused me so much because I didn't know how to behave around her. Because it was certain that she knew things about him that I didn't and it could blow my cover. That was the last thing I wanted to happen anytime soon so I had to improvise if things got awkward. I did not like the thought of that even though it was going to happen surely. But maybe I just had to try, that was the only way that I will be able to know more things about him without her noticing a damn thing. The way she called me brother so casually told me that I couldn't risk raising any form of suspicion so I just had to play along like I always did. But I was still worried because there was not a certain chance I would be able to do everything with her without her not finding out something was wrong. What if she found out I was an Impostor? What if? Thousands of ques
FLORAL’S POVAs soon as we got home, I knew I had to act fast. The dinner had been too strange, and I couldn't ignore the aging feeling in my chest. Whoever that man was, he wasn't Xander. But I couldn't let him find out yet. I had to be very discreet and very clever, else my cover would be blown, just like his. I glared at him as we stepped through the door. He looked relieved, like he was glad to be back. Mrs. Devon, our housekeeper, was waiting in the hallway, a smile on her face. "How was dinner?" She asked, her eyes twinkling with excitement. "Did you two have fun?" The Impostor immediately excused himself. "I'm tired," he said quickly, avoiding Mrs. Devon’s gaze. "Long day. I'll head up to bed." He didn't even wait for her to respond, just turned and walked towards the stairs. I watched him go, my suspicions deepening. Mrs. Devon raised an eyebrow, turning to me. "He seemed... different to just, didn’t he? What's going on with him?" She asked. I forced a smile, not wantin