XAVIER'S POV When I arrived home, I was overjoyed. Ella was just as ecstatic as me as she giggled and laughed at every chance she received. When we arrived at the stairs, I raised her into my arms in a princess style as I ascended the stairs.Ella chuckled all the way up the stairs and when we arrived at the hallway, I led the way into the hallway. I pushed the buttons when we got there and the door chimed open. We stepped into it and as the door chimed close, we waited for it to open as we couldn't wait to get into the room. I turned my gaze to face Ella as I remarked, “Thank you for believing in me Ella, without you, I wouldn't have been able to come up with this plan and now that we've won, all we have left to do is to celebrate.” She cheered as the door chimed open and I led her into the hallway. We strutted down the rest of the hallway until we arrived at the bedroom, where I released a yell of excitement. Ella joined me too and as our voices blended into a symphony of excitem
ELLA'S POV When the doctor stepped into the scene in front of the cameras, I noticed a sudden gasp that escaped Xavier's lips. I tilted my head in his direction as I held his hand, I knew he was nervous also.If I were to say the truth, I was also nervous but I hid mine perfectly under a smile. The cameras shifted sharply to Doctor Huang's figure as the management fixed his ear chords and attached a micro speaker to his shirt.After they did that, he proceeded to bring out the paper slip as he shifted his attention to the paper slip in his hands. He clutched it tightly and after that, he proceeded to read out the result to the audience watching.“Regarding Ms Rochelle's baby, Mr Xavier McKinney, you are…” my heart skipped a beat as I clutched a handful of my dresses in fear. Even though I knew what the doctor was going to say, I couldn't help it but feel scared.What if it all turned upside down?I shook my head as I removed my mind from the thought. Doctor Huang was a family doctor
ELLA'S POV When the thought crossed my mind, I immediately knew what I wanted to do. I stepped out of the car in a hurry and launched in the direction of the double door leading into the mansion.The guards standing by it pulled it open as they saw me running. Once I got there, they asked me questions. “Is there any problem, ma'am?” I shook my head and continued running.I ran up the stairs and as I skipped over some of them, I paced into the elevator. I waited for the door to close before I tapped the button of the number of the floor I was headed to.I waited for the door to chime open before I continued running down the hallway. I sped past the flickering lights as I finally arrived at the door, I gripped the door knob tightly. I knocked on the door of the maid's quarters and as it finally pulled open, I met the sight of a shocked maid who was holding a cleaning rag.“Ma'am Ella?” She gasped out but I ignored her shock and raced into the room. The other maids in the room all shift
XAVIER'S POV The shock from the interview was still reeling in my veins. I couldn't believe it. Madame Browne set me up. She planned each and every one of the activities that went on.I couldn't believe I allowed myself to get knocked off by their plan. I clenched my fists and frowned as I strolled into the room only to find it empty. My brows arched in confusion as I gripped my jaw. I could've sworn she was following me just now. She was right behind me but now, she wasn't.I wasn't sure whether to worry or feel angered by the fact my reputation was dented by that hypocritical interview. I paced out of the room and as I stared at the hallway, I expected to find her strutting towards the door but she wasn't there.As I thought about it, my mind flashed back to the grin tugged at the corners of Lucas's face. It was obvious he had won. Just as the thought punched through my mind, I felt my veins twitch as I jammed the door close.With a dark frown on my face, I paced towards the mini
XAVIER'S POV I watched the cityscape blur by as the car veered sharply into the street leading towards the office. As he drove, I couldn't help but check the time on my wrist watch every two minutes. I couldn't afford to be late.I had to be there.That meeting… it wasn't going to happen without me.The shareholders must think they're making the right choice by voting for Madame Browne but they were wrong. I darted my gaze to my wrist as I skimmed my wristwatch for the umpteenth time that minute.“Can you drive faster?” I pulled close to the driver seat as I tapped the driver's shoulder and he tilted his face towards me. “We're almost there sir, I'd appreciate it if you exercise some patience. I'm going as fast as I can.” He responded and I clenched my fists tightly.My eyes flared up as impatience shimmered in them. “Listen, I don't have the time to wait that long, go on the highest speed if you must but you have to get there quickly.” I ordered and he immediately nodded as I press
XAVIER'S POV Dear readers, if you thought I died, clutch your hearts because I am about to face something far worse.“In a few seconds Xavier, you'll meet your death. The car will explode as the warehouse you're about to crash into is a refinery of highly sensitive explosives.” The driver's words echoed against the inner walls of my ears and I tried to process it but my mind stayed blank. I tried to reason but my sixth sense seemed to have failed me.When it clicked back in, my brows knitted close as I uttered, “You?” I didn't quite get him. What did he mean by me? Was it an error or did he actually mean it?As I pondered, I caught the sight of a menacing smile tugging at his lips as his fingers clutched the door handle. My eyes widened in shock as I tried to react but before I could move my restless muscles, he pushed the door open and jumped out, leaving me all alone in the car."See you in hell." He beamed as he lunged out of the car with a wicked smile playing on his lips.Whe
ELLA'S POV “Are you coming with us?” My lips pulled apart as I darted my gaze in her direction. The maid behind stepped closer to us as I waited patiently for her response. From what I saw, it was vividly tell she was debating my words.In her eyes, I caught the embers of hesitation and fear. “We'll be there together Madison.” I assured as I stretched my fingers and gripped her shoulders. I bit hard into my lower lip as anxiety pulsed through my veins. I wasn't sure why she was taking longer than expected to give me a response but I clearly see that she was scared. Her eyes widened and I noticed the chills that seemed to lash down her back whenever she tried to speak.“Madison?” I called her name one last time as I raised my gaze to meet the widened eyes of Madison. Her eyes lit up as she nodded in agreement and immediately replied me, “Yes, after much contemplation, I have decided that I can't stay here any longer. I am ready to return to the McKinney mansion but this time, I'll s
ELLA'S POV “The plan is simple, I want each and every one of you to support me in bringing Madame Browne and Rochelle down. Rochelle is telling lies and her claims to being my husband's concubine are all lies. She has a fake belly bump and I need your help in proving that.” I beamed and the maids all turned to each other in confusion.“Yes. I understand you're all shocked that I don't have much time. This is a picture of a fake belly bump.” I continued as I brought out my phone and searched for a fake belly bump picture on my phone's browser.Once it was fully loaded, I passed my phone to one of the maids to pass it over to the rest of them. Sitting back in the chair Madeline gave me, I watched as they all passed my phone around until it was given back to me.When I received it, it was on shaky fingers as I clutched my chest in an aim to steady the heavy beatings in my chest. One of the maids rushed to the side of the room and came back running towards me with a glass of water in her
XAVIER'S POV I woke up to the soft warmth of Ella’s body curled against mine. For a rare moment, I allowed myself to enjoy the peace. The curve of her body against mine, the way her breathing remained steady—it filled me with calmness. But duty never slept, and neither could I.For a fleeting moment, time seemed to slow, allowing me to simply exist in the tranquillity of her presence. The delicate scent of her lavender shampoo clung to her dark hair, a familiar and soothing aroma that filled my senses. I almost didn't want to get up from her side, knowing she might be the only semblance of calmness in my life today, but I had to.Placing a kiss on her hair, I carefully untangled myself from her and slid out of bed. I headed to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, and took my bathI was adjusting my tie in the mirror when a soft but firm knock sounded on the door. adjusted my tie in the mirror Who could it be so early in the morning?I padded towards the door, my feet silent on the lush
LUCAS'S POV The neon glow of the city cast long shadows as I watched her disappear into the night. My cigarette burned between my fingers, smoke curling into the air like ghosts of the past. I didn’t move until she was completely out of sight. Only then did I snap my fingers as a signal.A huge tall figure emerged from the darkness, stepping under the pale streetlight. Matteo. He had been an old soldier from back when I was still young —one of the few old ones still breathing. He wasn’t a man of many words, but he was very useful.He was my eyes on the streets, my major source of information, and not for once had he ever been wrong.“Who’s running things now?” I asked, exhaling smoke as I observed his expression.Matteo’s face was lined with years of bloodshed, his dark eyes unreadable. “No one knows, boss. There's a man—he’s got a scorpion tattoo inked onto the back of his hand. Rumours have it that he might be the one.”That gave me pause. "A scorpion?"He nodded once. "We haven’t
MADAME BROWNE'S POV I sat before the gilded vanity in my dimly lit room, carefully applying a shade of crimson to my lips. The reflection staring back at me exuded power, cruelty—a woman who had long since abandoned the silly notions of weakness and kindness. Those were for fools and children. They were nothing more than shackles meant to hold me back, and I had no use for them anymore. It was a dog-eat-dog world, and I refused to be left behind.My eyes gleamed with satisfaction as I traced the outline of my lips, the colour rich like freshly spilt blood. It was fitting. Blood had been spilt before, and more would be spilt againThe world had always been my chessboard, and I had played and would continue to play my pieces well.The soft ring of my phone interrupted my musings and brought me out of my thoughts. I reached for it almost lazily, fully expecting it to be another one of my pathetic underlings grovelling for my attention. But I was surprised as I saw the name flashing on
LUCAS'S POV1 DAY AGO.When the car arrived at the front of my crib which was located deep inside an undeveloped area. I made sure it was unnoticeable. From the outside view, any random stranger would think it was some abandoned building when really it held secrets as dark as night itself.As I stepped out of the car, my men hovered beside me. When we got to the gate, the security guards who were standing at alert confirmed my identity and opened the gate for me to enter. I stepped into the compound and headed directly for the door.I made slow, casual strides towards it and as I finally approached it, I snapped my fingers and my men opened it for me. The door chimed open and I stepped into the soft scent of cherries in the air.I already knew where it was coming from.I darted my gaze in the direction of a lady standing on top of the stage with her body clinging seductively to the stripping pole. The other stripers continued dancing. I was the one who gave them that order. Even when
LUCAS'S POV 1 DAY AGO.“Is the ride ready?” I asked with a calm voice and my assistant flashed me a glance before he beamed, “Yes sir.”“Alright officer, I'll see you soon if you dare spill anything. Claim i broke out of the cell.” I ordered and got up from my chair and paced towards the door.When I got close enough, I grabbed the doorknob and pushed it open. It made a low chime as I stepped out into the hallway and without closing the door, I headed towards the door at the end of the floor. The D.P.O revealed the emergency exit that wasn't guarded to me and I was going to take that path.When I got to the other end of the door, I paused in my tracks and turned to one of my guards who rushed towards the door and opened it. The room I stepped in reeked of odor. It seemed like it hadn't been opened in a long while. I shifted my gaze to one of my men and ordered him, “Go check what's going on in there?”The guard stepped forward and took gentle strides into the room. I waited until he
LUCAS'S POV1 DAY AGOAfter making the call, I waited for a minute before I received another call from my men. They had arrived at the back gate of police station and were waiting patiently for my go ahead. “I don't want a loud hit. I want something low and coded.” I said into the speaker. “What about the people that are going to be ensuring the DPO gets the message clearly?”“They are here boss. We'll make sure he gets the message clearly.” I waited for a while before I thought about it for a while and snapped. “You know what? I'll do it myself.” “Get into his office, beat the hell out of him and then call for me. I'll do the confrontation myself.” I turned out and I heard a corresponding hum from the other end of the phone as I ended the call and turned my gaze back to the sight of the inmates in the room.They were all 3.Each of them had unruly mops of hair on their head, red eyes, shaky breath and a staggering stance. In short, they reeked of poverty, remorse, regret and fear.
President’s PovAT THE MCKINNEY MANSION I watched as my family sat down for breakfast, Madame Brown fussing each and every one of them.“Ivy, darling, do you like your pancakes?” She asked my great- granddaughter.The innocent girl beamed at her. “Yes, I do. Thank you.”“You're welcome, dear. I'll make more for you if you ask me, okay?”Ivy nodded, her smile shy. “Thank you.”The scent of freshly cooked food filled the dining room and teased my nose, but I barely glanced at the spread before me. Madame Browne had taken her seat near me, her hands clasped together, a soft but expectant look on her face. The dishes were warm, inviting, but my stomach twisted at the thought of eating it.I wasn't trustful enough of her to eat from what she had cooked.I made a pretence of drinking from a glass of juice before lowering it back down onto the table. I cleared my throat, picking up my walking stick. “Are you not eating, Grandfather?” Xavier asked and I smiled at him.He was ready dresses f
LUCAS'S POV1 DAY AGO.The air inside the cell room carried a heavy canopy of sweat, remorse and regret which oozed out of the bodies of my bloody inmates.Those bloody motherfuckers.They still hadn't taken their eyes off me for a long time now. Ever since I stepped in, they stole shaky glances at me and would turn the instant I caught them staring. It was clearly obvious they were scared.I mean why wouldn't they be.I had made it clear I was here for one thing. And that was just for the media. You see, the plan was simple. All I had to do was to pose for the media. I had to get them to all believe I was now in jail.I planned on waiting for a week but my sources recommended another week of waiting. Tonight marked the 13th day in this hell hole and the heat wave in there was like I was brought closer to the edge of hell. I knew I was going to go there anytime soon but since I wasn't there yet, I'd prefer it if Lucifer held his horses.The heat in the room licked at my sides as persp
Ella’s POVI stood frozen in the kitchen doorway, my breath caught in my throat at the sight before me.Madame Brown was standing by the stove, cooking. It was the scent of her perfume that had led me here. It was thick in the air, almost clogging.She was stirring something in a pot, her movements deliberate and steady. The soft clinking of utensils against the metal pan filled the silence. The warm scent of breakfast lingered in the air—eggs, butter, something rich and hearty. But none of it settled right with me. This couldn’t be real. It couldn't be. It looked like something from a book of fiction.This was the same woman whose presence once dripped with cruelty. The same woman who had stood by as her husband nearly killed Xavier. The same woman I had feared, the one who had made me question everything about my safety in this house. And now, here she was, dressed in a simple apron, cooking as though she had always belonged in this kitchen, as though she were nothing more than