XAVIER'S POVI arrived at the tall skyscraping building of the McKinney pharmaceuticals for a board meeting that I had scheduled. It was with the brand that had offered to be our sponsors in taking our branches to other remote continents like Africa and Asia.I walked out of the car and made my way into the building. My bodyguards of course were hovering close, leading the way. I waved through the crowd of people, the cameras flashing as I stepped into the building.Red stop lines lined the buildings, the news of the partnership had spreaded and the media being here wasn't a source of shock. I was used to it, it was obvious they'd received a heads up from an in house staff or from the sponsor's company.But either way, it was good.This was another one out of the countless list of partnership deals I'd bagged for the McKinney pharmaceuticals and I knew Madame Browne was watching me clearly from a tv screen. I arrived into the reception of the office, walking past workers who all part
LU KE'S P O VThe instant I stepped foot into the McKinney pharmaceuticals office, the air changed. Well, if you'd like to place it in my words, the reception room erupted stunned gasps and gawks of bewilderment. That was something I was used to.You could as well call me a show stopper, the one with the power to instil fear and shock into your mind at the same time. My struts demanded attention causing several heads to turn in my direction. They had a reason to be shocked though. Lucas McKinney was finally back! I bet it rang in their minds like bells jungling and sent cold shivers into their spines.You see, my coming back to the McKinney office was like when the prodigal son finally strutted back into father's yard after losing all of his wealth. But in my case, there wasn't any losses infact, I was here to reap one thing— the president seat that was rightfully mine.The thirst for power burned hard in my veins, rocking alongside the heartbeats in my chest. I wasn't expecting to f
XAVIER'S POVMy heart quivered in my chest as my eyes met his. He was back. The sensation I felt in my veins couldn't be described by how much shock I had reeling in my veins, rather, it could be measured by the amount of uncertainty and dread that evaded my senses.The pointer in my hands falters to the floor but I was too stunned to pick it up. Everyone including the business partners all turned their gazes over to him.Lucas stood there, like darkness etched against a little glimmer of light. My breaths seeped out in hushed puffs as he stepped further, each step bringing him further to the table.The media flashed their cameras at him and then, as if I was expecting it, he smirked. They all cower back in fear as he walks over to the table, his steps edged further from the regular chairs to the high neck swivel one at the other end of the table.The president's chair.It glistened on the other end like strawberries on a mojito. Uncle Lucas's steps were charged at it and with the loo
LUCAS'S POVThe room fell in total silence, just the way I liked it. Xavier's gaze held mine, I tried to look for cracks in this seemingly firm young man the president had raised but all I saw were bright green balls of rage.I must say Xavier was probably one of the most expeditious business men I've ever come across and he was definitely going to be the last. When I take over the role of the president's office, I would dabble in all the power that there was.I swiveled on the chair, watching the anger burn in his eyes. He didn't seem worried, rather, he seemed relaxed. Xavier's gaze flickered away from mine as he turned to the presentation board and flickered a pointer to it.“Gentlemen that will be all. The meeting will continue on the next initial meeting date.” I had to admit that Xavier had run the company very well all these years but that didn't mean I wasn't going to get the position.The president’s office was mine— rightfully mine!The president had tried to take it away fr
LUCAS'S POVPhew.I brushed off the remnants of broken glass from the paper before picking it up. Just as I picked up the picture, I felt a prick of glass and before I knew it, blood began seeping from the cut.I sucked in a breath before applying friction on the thumb. Blood pumped out and amidst the cascade, my gaze caught the figure of a little glint of a broken glance. A dark grin caught hold over my expression and I chuckled darkly.The pain from the glass's prick was soft, enjoyable. Comparing it to the other injuries I've faced in my years as a Russian mob boss would be extremely unfair. I'd seen and endured it all, daggers, swords and even bullets.My journey to Russia was one I wasn't ready to account for yet. I left New York out of anger, rage making a promise to myself that the next time I'd step foot into New York was when I was going to take the position.I crumpled the paper and tossed it in a nearby trash can. After doing that, I swiveled and immediately headed out of t
LUCAS'S POV I followed the police officer out of the office. The doors slid open and the bright sun beamed into my eyes. My securities hovered towards the police me but I signaled them not to make a scene.The media being here was already enough drama to hold by so I instructed them to not interrupt the police men. I smirked as the cameras flickered, giving a proud smile for the camera shots.I just hope they did get the right camera angle for me. I didn't want to find myself in the headline of a magazine with a poorly taken picture of me being ushered by the police. Just as I approached their vehicle, I caught the sight of the emergency bus and smirked.I still had some unfinished business with that pimp. I strutted casually over to their parked car and turned authoritatively to the police officer. He hesitated before opening the door for me and I entered the car.The ride down to the police department was slow, safe for the blaring sound of the siren. At one point, I turned my gaze
LUCAS’S POVAccording to a quick search I made with my assistant, Darwin, I found out the duffus’s name was Timothy. I chuckled darkly feeling the weight of the gun in my pockets. My bloodstreams tighten as I stepped out of the elevator. In case you're curious, I was on my way to his ward in the huge New York hospital and with the mention of the gun I bet you already found out the main purpose of my visit.Behind me were my right and left hand men, they were all dressed in black clothes hovering behind me as we walked down the hallway. I stretched my gaze over to the long hallway, the highlights had been turned off since it was already evening but the secluded golden light did just right to set the mood.As I walked past the rooms, I heard noises— annoying noises, either a groan from patients or snores. The calmness in the air irritated me as I released a low smirk.I didn't have to worry though, with a silenced gun, I'd wish Timothy an eternal goodnight. My mind was still reeling wi
LUCAS'S POVI stiffened, dread pooling into my veins. The door had just clicked open and I knew it wasn't going to be good. My fingers tightened against the gun in my hands, the urge to shoot Timothy rising in my veins.Fuck.I turn slowly, rage burning in my breath. My gaze flickered over to the door, it creaked open slowly and low and behold, it was a nurse. She looked dainty, dressed in a nurse uniform and a face striped with fear and shock.My fists clenched as I tried to hold it back, the rage in my was rising with each passing second. That idiot, Timothy, stayed there, eyes wide with fear and shivering.He had nearly escaped death but that doesn't mean I wouldn't still come back to kill him. He was lucky, my victims don't actually last this long and there he was, spending extra seconds out of the time I'd picked to kill him.I flickered my gaze to my wrist watch and grunted lowly. Fuck. The time was almost eight and seeing Timothy pant fueled my rage. The fear in his eyes tell m
POISON'S POV.“Formula 9.0,” I uttered the word slowly watching as Kayla's eyes darkened. She darted a swift gaze to her surrounding check if there was someone hovering close by and after a minute or two of thorough investigation, she turned back to me.“You know you're not supposed to say that out loud, I could get sent to jail for that shit!” She yelled at me even in a whisper. I chuckled darkly, seeing how worked up she was about my words.“Calm down, I just need to get it today. It kind of an emergency,” I said, holding her shoulder as I watched her smirk before turning to open the door to her shady moveable outlet.The keys rattled as the lock snapped open. She twisted the swiftly and pushed the door open, the thud it made bracing they inner walls of my ears. The inside of the room was dark just like I expected.Kayla always insisted on it being in darkness just Incase the police comes for a search when she wasn't around. “Come in,” She said and turned to face me. I stepped into
ELLA'S POV Something wasn't right.I could feel it in my bones. At first, it came as a simple feeling of uncertainty but now, I was certain. Something about the information didn't add up. The names, her back stories, the stutters, you can find it weird but those are hints.I had to take note of those.The slick dampness that clung to my palms grazed the edges of the paper as I exhaled. There had to be a clue here— something must be out of place. Humans are liable to mistakes but this time, the information was perfectly aligned, yet something still felt off. I inspected the paper in my hands for a moment, my eyes moving frantically as I tried to get out a detail from it that stood against what Caroline had told me.Speaking of the devil, where was she? I jerked out of thoughts and darted my gaze across the room as I searched for her thin figure but to my shock, she was nowhere to be found. “Where did she go?” I asked, tilting my head as I faced Madame Browne.Madame Browne's smirk
POISON’S POV If Madame Browne hadn't stepped in, my entire cover would've been blown. It would have all gone down the drain and I'd get spotted out for being suspicious and once suspicious steams in, the entire plan gets ripped apart.I released a low gasp the instant Ella's gaze left my body. She turned her gaze in the direction of the other end of the room where Madame Browne stood. “What is that about?” She asked Madame Browne so calmly as she stood up from the chair and paced towards the door's frame. “It is regarding the interview, I heard you needed information to give you clarity on her background?” Madame Browne said the words, strolling into the room with the soft sound of her heels clicking against the marbled tile seeping into the air.At the sound of her voice, I felt a gaze lingering on me. It was from her, Ella. She tilted her gaze swiftly in my direction and held my gaze for what felt like forever, suspicion glistening in her eyes.I froze, anticipation creeping into
POISON'S POV Never in my life had I expected to be met by Ella's question. It crashed into me like a ton of bricks, the haunting sound of her voice filling my insides with dark, poignant fear.I felt the air passing through my lungs hitch as I clenched my fists to my sides. The silence that followed her question stretched endlessly as little beads of desperation clung to my forehead.“What is your name, really?” She repeated the question again but this time, it didn't seem as if I had the luxury of picking whether I was going to answer or not, it was a command. Her tone was driven by an authority that seemed unquestionable even for someone like myself.I fixed my face into a frown, my eyes darting over to hers as I clenched my jaw. I wasn't going to leave any gaps for suspicion, I had to act as clean as possible. Considering the low amount of time I was given to go over the role as Caroline, a poor caretaker to the president. I took a long breath and opened my lips to speak, “Caroli
ELLA'S POV I woke up to the soft sounds of Xavier pulling out of the bed. His soft footsteps pulled me out of sleep as I flustered my lids open. I was welcomed by the sight of him getting dressed and checking out his outfit in the mirror of the dressing room. I still hadn't made It up to him about what happened last night.His silence and the absence of his early morning hums hinted that he was mad at me. I stood up from the bed, putting on the robe as I walked in his direction. From where I stood, I could see him standing by a side of the dressing room. He was adjusting his tie while staring at his own reflection in the mirror. Xavier's jaw was well clenched as I made my way into the dressing room.I walked up to him and tapped him on the shoulder from behind. “Hello handsome.” I said, laughing as I teased. Xavier was able to hold himself from laughing but I had other plans to make him laugh.I reached forward and hugged from behind feeling the soft texture of his shirt. The soft s
CAROLINE'S POVWhen that lady, Ella walked towards me back then in the room, my heart skipped a beat. I had to do something, anything. I tried to mask my anxiety and I used that bitch fell for it.I was expecting her to walk out of the room and never show her face again but she stood her ground, her gaze holding mine. She really did have some courage from what Madame Browne told me. I thought I'd meet a feeble, easily manipulated lady but she was different.Ella Rocci really did have an eye for catching details, an hard nut to crack if you asked me but like all the others, I'd get over her. She smiled softly at me for what felt like a minute before she spoke about giving me an interview. My heart skipped a beat as fear lit up in my eyes but I immediately hid it.I followed her with a soft gaze until she was back to the door before I said, “That'll be fine by me. When is going to take place?” She spun around, a daring look into her eyes. “I'll let you know when the time comes Carolin
ELLA'S POV Who was that?I was pulled back into the elevator and I felt my back run into the hard chest of a man. I immediately tried to move away from it— whoever he was. I had to get out of here.Just then, the elevator’s lights flickered on.My heart shook in my chest as I was met by the figure. Xavier, in his sleeping attire with a restless look on his face. “Ella, I thought I told you not to worry.” His tone was soft as his hand slid around my neck.“I'm sorry, I just—” I tried to build up words but he interrupted me halfway, “I get you're worried about the president, I am also as worried as you. Together, we'll make it work.”Following his words were the comfort of receiving reassurance from the one person I loved the most. A sexy smile made it's way to his face, the dim lights in the elevator bracing his face. I pulled closer to him as his hand gripped my waist as he pulled closer to him, his lips pausing before my ear lobe. “the president will be fine only if we can give him
ELLA'S POV I paced backwards, a chill running through my veins. Sweat trickled down my forehead as I glared hard at the prominent figure of Caroline.Just before I could take another step backward, she stopped walking and stared at me. She glared hard at me for what felt like a minute before I saw recognition glisten in her eyes.“Ma'am, what are you doing at this odd hour, I was afraid the president was getting attacked.” My heart skipped a beat at the sound of her voice.I still didn't believe her words, a few seconds ago her eyes were bloodshot, contempt rolling freely in them and now, she was acting like she'd just seen me? I calmed my heavy breathing to reply her, “I… I ac.. I.” I struggled to build the words as I stuttere making a fool of myself. Just as she'd spoken, I watched two other figures pull out from behind her.They were prominent, like that of well built men. The shadows in the hallway draped over their figures so I couldn't get a clear sight of them.I wasn't sure
ELLA' POVCaroline.Even the sound of her name made me feel anxious. I ran a finger into my hair, staring helplessly at Xavier as he guided me into our bedroom. My body was sore and the relief I felt to lay on the soft cushions was great.“I don't feel the president is safe around her, Xavier?” I mumbled, struggling to stay awake. My eyelids were already closed and it was almost midnight.Xavier, who was in the bathroom, strutted out. He was just as tired as I was and seeing him like that, I decided not to press on. I rubbed my knuckles lazily on my eyes as I bit back a yawn.I had to stay awake.Something in me still couldn't relax knowing fully well the president was left under the supervision of a total stranger. Xavier walked over to the bed and before he got on it, he patted my head softly.“The president will be just fine, the security at the hallways are guiding the room just Incase.” Xavier’s voice faltered into a yawn just after he finished.I tried to relax— to let off the t