Author's POV Mr Lyam's eyes were wide open in disbelief and he slowly started to step backwards while his eyes moved from Alvin to Nora. “I—I should…” he stammered. Alvin swept his hands over his hair, in loss of what to do. “Why are you even here?“ “The…” Mr Lyam was looking at Nora's back as he answered, obviously trying to check if he had imagined what he saw. Nora's face was red in embarrassment and she slowly started walking back to the dining room without looking back when she suddenly heard what the butler said next. “The police are here.“ Nora froze still. Her heart flew into the air as she started to wonder the reason for the cops being here. Could it be because of her? Maybe Alvin's father had gone to make stories to the police because he thought she'd go and report him first if he didn't. Or maybe David knew Alvin's house since they had been schoolmates and he came with the police after telling them that Alvin wrongfully abducted her. Alvin was a little shocked at
Mr Miller lied on a big king-sized bed with two half-naked women rubbing his belly. From time to time, he hit each of their asses harshly and took a sip of the Billionaire Vodka drink beside the bed. He was in the most expensive hotel in Los Angeles with three of his close friends and business partners. They had all come here an hour ago to splash some amounts off their endless money after he left Alvin's house. Mr Miller had a stern and serious expression on his face even though he was supposed to be enjoying the moment with the two girls. It seemed there was something bothering him as he occasionally sighed and shook his head. “Aren't you enjoying the moment, master?“ asked one of the girls who he had rented for a hundred-thousand each so they could distract him. Mr Miller didn't answer her. There was nobody at the club he picked them from that didn't know him as the famous mafia Don Andrew Miller—and they also knew he had a rule that nobody speaks to him before he does.
Raven's black Mercedes car drove into the Scorpion house in Los Angeles. It was one of late Gomez Waxson's properties in America; the man was wise enough to invest in houses in some of California's busiest cities. Raven parked the car under the Carport and and jumped out of the driver's seat with contempt and rage in his eyes. He walked over to the back seat and forcefully dragged two members of the Scorpions who were seated there before he ordered them to carry-out the one that was shot. The Scorpions had been watching the movement of Don Miller's family since they moved to their base in Los Angeles two days ago. Raven had gotten information from one of the hotel employees where Mr Miller had Lodged and had arranged three men to go with him to try their luck. And now; one of them was shot in the neck. Raven grunted as the two other guys carefully carried the shot one out of the car. They hadn't stopped to tie his bleeding or apply any meditation so his blood was all over the b
Alvin's POV I was in a room with Nora in a police station in Los Angeles. Mr Lyam was some feets outside the room and I heard him speak with a mixture of French and English to the policemen. We had been here for about thirty minutes now and nothing seemed to be happening. They had refused to tell me why I was here without calling My father first. And I was starting to get really scared. What could be the reason? Did anything happen in my company in the days I haven't been there or it was because of Nora? I looked at her at the end of the room as I thought of her. She had been quiet since we were put inside this room; It seemed she also didn't know what to say just like me. I still can't believe that she insisted she would come with me because I'm her boss and boyfriend at the same time. A part of me continued to think of what we were talking about before the police came. I closed my eyes, thinking of how my father would react if he came here. Today is one of the worst days of
Alvin's POV My father first walked to meet the people that were about twenty who were seated in the room. He sat on one of the chairs and glanced back at me. I didn't need to think to know what that meant. My gaze moved over to Nora who had her mouth slightly open like she was also in shock. I saw her swallow her saliva and look over to me before she also moved forward. There were up to fifteen cops or more in the room; including the ones who had come over to my house. Then there were four unfamiliar faces with the maid who had gone mad in the kitchen last night. I kept standing and looking at her, my legs refusing to move even a bit. “Why is he masked?“ I heard someone ask. And I saw the paleness on Nora's face at that moment. “Alvin!“ My father suddenly yelled, obviously because I was starting to waste his time with my standing. I finally managed to move forward and stood beside my father, my eyes avoiding that of the maid. Today is the first time I really felt glad that I
Nora's POV Mr Lyam brought a tape which had the footage approximately five minutes later and put it on Alvin's hands before bowing slightly and moving towards the door. I was looking with shock and disbelief at Alvin. Why hadn't he requested for the footage sooner and made us go through such a strenuous and frustrating argument? Alvin dropped the tape on the table in front of Captain Bob and I really wished I could see his expression at that moment. My gaze darted to Mr Miller and I saw the anger blazing in his eyes. It was obvious that even he was angry about the fact that his son had something that could have taken them out of that room the moment they stepped in but is only bringing it out now. “What is this?“ asked Captain Bob, his eyes darting in nervousness. I knew from the moment he started talking that he desperately wanted it to be true that Alvin was actually guilty of what he was being accused of. “Isn't it obvious?“ I heard Alvin mutter. I was secretly looking at
Author's POV (Last chapter's continuation) Alvin seemed to hear what Nora said because he suddenly wind down the glass. “You're not coming?“ he asked with his voice stretching in slight surprise. “No, I'm not,” Nora replied and started to walk away. “Madam!“ called Mr Lyam. “Where are you…” Alvin pushed him out of the way before he could finish and rushed to meet Nora. “I'm sorry for how I acted. I'm just so frustrated at the maid—” “You don't need to explain,” Nora caught him off, her voice sounding like she'd made up her mind. “I'm sure your father already knows that we're fake. You can tell him I sent my regards.“ “Don't be ridiculous, Nora. You're wearing pyjamas, and you still have your stuff in my house.“ Nora looked below her to the dress she was wearing like she was just realising that she was indeed wearing pyjamas. She let out a frustrated sigh and ran her hands over her hair. “Perhaps you could get in the car and—” “And what, Alvin?“ she angrily asked. “
Mr Miller and Darkie with some of the Black Mamba Members walked out of a private jet in a private airport in California. The jet belonged to Mr Miller. Forty minutes ago, he had informed his pilots and flight attendants that he would be paying a visit to California and now they've arrived. They all looked magnificent and out of the world powerful in their black attires. Mr Miller was wearing a very expensive black suit and tie and shiny black polished shoes that screamed business. Darkie, who was in his right side, was dressed in a simple black jacket and jeans with dark sunglasses and a suitcase in his hands. The other guys including Mr Miller's bodyguards were wearing less intimidating suits and had serious expressions on their faces. They had four black Rolls Royce bulletproof cars waiting for them at the Airport. Mr Miller entered the second one with Darkie and a professional driver who was a member of the black Mambas. Mr Miller was staring at his watch like he was visuali