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
LUCA'S POV.My assistant's voice caused me to freeze. The stripper was already seated on my laps, grinding seductively. I tried to hold back the urge rising in my veins but it raged harder effortlessly. Seeing her grind her ass on my crotch really did strike something in me— something dark and violent.A visit with the president sure could wait. Besides I had to prepare to face my old man after all these years and it's best to let off some tension. I gripped her waists causing her to pause in her movement, my fingers traveled up her spine until I had them tangled in her shimmering blonde hair.I pulled it sharply causing her to release a a gasp. Fuck. The soft smell of her shampoo in my nostrils drove need through my veins. I tugged harder at her hair watching as she moaned loudly, leaning relentlessly with her back arched on my chest. “Umm.” Her moans trudged through the room, filling me with more interest. I gripped her chin, rubbing my thumb on her lips.I watched her bite back a
LUCAS’S POVI walked into the car flanked by my usual entourage. The air outside the police station really did sound and feel nice. I could still feel the weight of my gun in my pockets as I walked out of the double doors of the station's main block.That stripper— lovie or whatever the fuck her real name was had annoyed me by doing the one thing I hated the most and the best way to pay her back was to give her the best punishment there was.Death.“The ride is ready sir,” Darwin, who stood close to me turned to my side. I nodded softly, turning my gaze to the sight of the car parked outside.The car was painted all black just the way I liked it. I strutted up to its figure and paused taking a moment to stare at the car. It was definitely one that came off my cargo which was recently dropped from Russia.Darwin hovered to the door and opened it wide for me to enter. The door chimed open and I stepped into the car, the warm air enveloping me. The warmth from the leather braced my skin,
LUCA'S POV.My assistant's voice caused me to freeze. The stripper was already seated on my laps, grinding seductively. I tried to hold back the urge rising in my veins but it raged harder effortlessly. Seeing her grind her ass on my crotch really did strike something in me— something dark and violent.A visit with the president sure could wait. Besides I had to prepare to face my old man after all these years and it's best to let off some tension. I gripped her waists causing her to pause in her movement, my fingers traveled up her spine until I had them tangled in her shimmering blonde hair.I pulled it sharply causing her to release a a gasp. Fuck. The soft smell of her shampoo in my nostrils drove need through my veins. I tugged harder at her hair watching as she moaned loudly, leaning relentlessly with her back arched on my chest. “Umm.” Her moans trudged through the room, filling me with more interest. I gripped her chin, rubbing my thumb on her lips.I watched her bite back a
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
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 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 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 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
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
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