LUCAS'S POV I couldn't believe it.My father actually shot me.How dare he?Before I could react, I felt a sharp prickling pain in the part of my arm the bullet had been logged into. A loud groan rolled out of my lips as I winced loudly and closed my eyes to subdue the pain. My eyes reddened as I felt my knees buckle as fatigue spiraled into my veins.With my heart racing in my chest, I felt blood ooze out of my body as I began to feel dizzy. I tried to hold on to my gun, to shoot, but my fingers gave out weakly. Groaning once again, I stretched my uninjured hand and gripped the edge of the long meeting table. My fingers scratched against the table's rough textures as I opened my eyes.My lashes flustered open and the first sight I caught was that of him. The president. My own father. He was danding opposite me, his arm still raised with the edge of his bullet oozing out smoke.Blowing it out like a professional, he tucked it back into his pockets and shot me a glance. His eyes shimm
MR MCKINNEY'S POV That was a close call. If I hadn't arrived earlier, Lucas would have shot Xavier and sent him to an early grave like he had done to his brother. David. Up till today, I still blamed myself for indulging Lucas. I tried all my best to make him the best version possible but like a branch from a wild tree, he bred thorns and now, those thorns were pressing close to my sides.When I saw him pointing a gun at Xavier, I nearly lost it. How dare he? At that moment, I decided cowardice was no longer an option. I was hesitant to report him to the police just because I was scared when he'd come out, he'd try to harm Xavier but that didn't get me anywhere.I'd try to hide Xavier from him at every turn. I'd done it all. Abroad masterclasses, foreign education just name it. But even after all I did, the same confrontation I had tried very hard to escape was now facing me.Before Lucas could pull the trigger, I cocked my gun and slammed a bullet into his arm. As I watched him win
ELLA'S POV When my eyes fluttered open, the first sight I caught was that of the man standing by the other end of the room. Even now, I still couldn't believe it was really him. The last time I passed out, I remembered thinking it was all some hallucination but now, I could see it clearly.Really. Clearly.He was standing right there, arms crossed with eyes as dark as night. Despite the heavy beating of my heart in my chest, I managed to pull myself together. I struggled up to my shaky feet and the instant I regained my long gone balance, I raised my head to meet his gaze.The president stood at the end of the hallway. The instant our eyes met his eyes, once hollow with darkness, lightened up as he inched towards me. As he paced forward, I took notice of his walking pattern. I was expecting his steps to come off a bit shaky but instead, they were firm and resounding. His shoes clapped against the marbled floors and as the clip-clapping sound they made trudged through the air, I felt
MADAME BROWNE'S POV As I steered awake, the receding beeps of a life machine blared into my ears. Stretching my fingers, I blocked out the noise and winced out as a low groan tore through my lips. My eyelids pulled open and as I glared at the room I was in, realization pulled into my veins.I was in a hospital.A god-damned hospital room.I shook my head countless times in disbelief as I glanced around. The sight of hospital beds and the reeking scent of disinfectant confirmed each and every one of my fears. Where was Lucas? Did he kill Xavier and most importantly, why was I here?As I tried to recall all that had happened the day before, I heard the sound of voices outside the room. “She is coming around sir. Within the next two days, she should be able to walk and function well that way, she can be discharged earlier.”The voice that had just spoken was obviously that of a doctor or some male nurse. The level of coldness in it was enough to hint that the person speaking clearly di
MR MCKINNEY'S POV As I stretched the wad of cash in Madame Browne's direction, I watched her turn away, swinging her gaze in the direction of the tv. It was obvious she was shocked to find her husband on the screen.He was being featured on the news channel and all his crimes were being listed out. Madame Browne's jaw crashed down momentarily for a moment and in that intense moment, I caught a flicker of rage on her eyes. The edges of my lips pulled into a smile as my eyes darkened.I tightened my grip on the wad of cash in my hands as I fixed my gaze on her. I watched her glare helplessly at the screen with shock plastered over the edges of her botched up face.I heard plastic surgery mostly changes the appearances of people but even though it did justice to her face, I could still see her for who she really was. A demon. A motherfucking demon.She was evil. I had never seen someone as smartly witted as her. She was an evil genius but sadly, her smartness was edged at evil and I ju
ELLA'S POV I was busy making breakfast when I heard the sound of Ivy's voice calling unto me. I turned my gaze from the dishes I was preparing. The soft scent of bacon wafted through the kitchen as I darted my gaze in her direction.Ivy stood by the door frame, her hair packed up into ponytails. She had a dull look on her face and as I glanced at her, I couldn't help it but ask. “What's wrong darling?” My voice sliced through the air as she paced towards me. Once she got closer, I bent over to grab her.I raised her into my arms and as I did that, I heard her tummy rumble. “Oh, I see where the problem is.” I said and turned my gaze back to the bacon. It was now crispy brown meaning it had fully cooked and I didn't need to wait any longer.I walked back to the stools arranged around the kitchen counter and placed Ivy in it. I paced over to the refrigerator and opened it's door. A cold chilly breeze hit me like a gust of wind as I stretched my fingers and grabbed two red apples from th
XAVIER'S POV (Long chapter ahead. The cost of coins might slightly vary from the normal prices but the information conveyed in the chapters are worth it)I sprinted into the hallway hurriedly and as I did that, the low sound of ella’s voice caught my attention but I ignored it and fixed my gaze on the hallway in front of me. Time was ticking and I had to get to the police station quickly. The news I had just received wasn't one that was supposed to be taken lightly. Lucas had escaped prison.Even now, I still found myself struggling to believe it. I wished this was a joke, a prank or some game but it wasn't. Lucas had escaped and that meant a lot of things.For starters, it meant my life was in danger. Ella, ivy and even the president weren't safe. After that day, he was taken directly to jail from the hospital where he was treated. The bullet the president had shot him had rendered some of his veins useless and after some surgery, the doctor's were able to revive it.Ever since I c
MR MCKINNEY'S POV(Long chapter ahead. The cost of coins might slightly vary from the normal prices but the information conveyed in the chapters are worth it) “We are very sorry sir.” The voice of the police officer standing close to me crept into my ears as I ran my fingers over my mustache. Rage seared into my veins as my chest heaved heavily. “I still don't understand how Lucas could have fled the prison.” “How do you explain it?” I barked at him angrily and began pacing around the hallway. I still couldn't believe the police team had lost him. They'd let him slip out of their grip. Now that he was on the loose, a lot could happen. Bad things could happen.If anyone knew what Lucas was capable of, it would be me. He had the mind of a viper and after getting arrested, revenge was going to be the only thing in his mind. Now that he says out, that was in reach. He was probably already cooking up another scheme now. Oh wait, I just remembered. Madame Browne was no longer by side. Sh
MADAME BROWNE'S POVWhile in my unconscious state, I felt darkness wrap around me. I saw, felt and even heard nothing. Nothing other than that ding. With each time it came, I writhed, twisted and strived to get it to stop. I was sick and tired of it and to make matters worse, I was beginning to get scared to my wits as questions pulsed through my mind. Did I die? Was this all another version of hell? I was expecting an erupting volcano, heat and a little bit of fire but all I saw was darkness. Thick, dark darkness. I was about to ponder on a question when I heard a ding. I tried to move but my body wouldn't budge.I tried again and then again but with each trial, I drew closer to the realization that maybe I had died. I mean my body wasn't going to move anymore and the signs were beginning to police together.I was about to accept the finalisation of my current dilemma when all of a sudden, I felt the elevator shake. Panic surged through me and in a fit of fear and confusion, I trie
MR MCKINNEY'S POV If you are reading this now, you must've thought Madame Browne had died. Well, I wished she was dead too but not all of our wishes came true and the acceptance of the fact was the beginning of maturity.Don't be discouraged yet. There was still a lot of things coming for her that she just didn't know yet. You see, when I planned on getting someone to do something, I made sure to leave no stones untouched. Right now, I was seated on my chair with my arm crossed and my eyes fixed on the tablet in front of me. Right there on the screen was Madame Browne, fallen and weak with sharp fearful gasps rolling out of her lips.She was afraid.Don't get me wrong this was the only time I'd seen her this shaken to fear. Her hair which you'd expect tostull be tied up in some fancy bun was now let down in rough, messy strands that draped down to her back. She was currently trying to block the dings I was letting off stop but little did she know that I, Mr McKinney, was the one beh
MADAME BROWNE'S POVThe entire walk from my room down to the elevator was long because most of the minutes were spent pondering on the invite. I bit my fingers slowly as fear pulsed throughout me in sharp jolts. The guard who was sent to call me over there led the way since I was too shaken with suspicion and fear to go alone. As I followed his lead, I still couldn't let out the gleams of suspicion that clawed at my chest.Something was in the hallway. Something was watching over me, judging maybe even cackling as I made my way to the elevator with my steps as soft as feathers. The guards' back figure filled me with relief as I rubbed my chest and sighed.Several droplets of sweat trickled down my forehead as I paused and watched as he jabbed his fingers against the controls. The buttons by the elevator beeped countlessly for a long period of seconds but the doors didn't open.It was as if someone was in it but if that were to be the case at hand, the indicator had to be flashing red
MADAME BROWNE'S POV As I stepped out of the car, the cold wind justled several strands of my hair into the air as I struggled to keep my strands down. My fingers brushed off some blocking strands as I paced towards the door leading into the mansion. Two guards stood by it with firm frowns on their faces. “Thank you.” I muttered out loud to the driver who was probably engulfed in something else to respond. I made my way to the door and as I approached it, the drivers standing by it, pulled it open as I stepped into the mansion. I walked into the mansion and walked directly to the staircase. I made sure no one was watching before I placed silent steps up the stairs. The overhead lights in the room flickered brightly as I traced my steps up it. It didn't take long for me to arrive at the hallway leading into the elevator. I tapped on the buttons and as the door chimed open, I locked my arms and inhaled deeply as I waited for the ride to come to an end. My body was aching so much I n
MR MCKINNEY'S POV I stayed at alert all through the time the guards informed me she had stepped out of the mansion down till the car that drove her out veered into the mansion. My eyes widened almost immediately as my fingers roved over to the window panes as I adjusted to me to get a clearer view of the car.Just as it parked safely in the parking lot, the door to the room pulled open and as the cracks it made slashed through the silence in the air, I paused then flashed my gaze in the direction. I tilted my head and I met the blank faces of the two security guards I gave the task of relaying every update on Madame Browne's movements to me. The golden brown lighting in the room buzzed over their cold features as one of them stepped forward. “She's here, sir.” he mumbled coldly and just then, I heard a sound. It wasn't from the room but from the parking lot.If I heard it correctly, it was the sound of her driver's voice. I wasn't able to catch the exact line of words he used but I
LUCAS'S POV The moment Madame Browne stepped foot out into the restaurant, I felt my heart thump heavily in my chest. A cold shiver trudged down my spine as a sensation sprouted within me. I didn't know how to explain it but it was there. Blossoming. Growing. With my gaze fixed on her figure, I carelessly grabbed a bottle of wine and raised it to my lips. The sour taste of grapes washed down my throat as I stared back at her. She was pacing towards the table in a black dinner gown that wasn't too flashy but still blended in with the people in the bar.They all seemed discreet enough to not even flash a glance at us. Everyone had their attention fixed on the people they came to meet and nothing else. No stolen glances, no glaring eyes… nothing. It felt like we were all alone.I had to give accolades to my assistant. She really did know what her job entailed and delivered effortlessly. My fingers curled around the wine glass as I placed it back on the table and for a split second, sho
MADAME BROWNE'S POV AN HOUR EARLIERAfter the call with Lucas, he passed the phone over to his assistant who I surprisingly caught up well with and as he did, her voice blared out. “You can come over. I've fixed a dinner reservation for you and him to talk it all out and figure out the next step to take.”I nodded softly as I asked, “What time is that going to be in?”Her reply came in quicker than I was expecting. “In about twenty minutes from now, I'll send you the address.”Just as she said that, my phone buzzed in my grip and as I paused talking just to glance at my screen, a pop-up message from her number came up. I read the letters on the card slowly and after reading it, I replied her softly. “Okay. I'll be out in a bit, it actually isn't that far from the mansion.” I uttered the words and as I finished, I ended the call and raced over to my wardrobe where I picked the first dress I saw and zipped it down as I stepped into it. Pulling the gown back up, I ran my fingers over t
MR MCKINNEY'S POVI shouldn't have chased him away. He wasn't wrong but I just couldn't stand seeing him like that. For the first time in the entire decades I'd spent raising him, my little boy was making his stand and as much as I wanted to let him flap his wings I couldn't let him go out there and lose his life to Lucas.I knew who he really was and how dangerous he was and having him contend with Xavier would crush me. Lucas could have him killed within the blink of an eye and I'd lose the one thing I promised myself I'd watch over. Just if you weren't aware, I made a promise to myself after the death of his parents to take care of him and shield him from any form of harm and now…I guess he'd outgrown my tactics buti just couldn't let him out of my grasp. At least not now. Not when everything was a standstill and each and every move we made was being closely watched by him. Lucas.My heart palpited in my chest as I watched him turn his back and leave. A part of me wanted to hold h
XAVIER'S POV As the words rolled off my tongue, the look on the president's face changed almost immediately. His eyes darkened and his expression turned cold as he tilted his head downwards. Confusion washed into my veins as I arched a brow and paced towards his chair.Did I say something wrong?If there was anything wrong with all that was happening now, it was his reaction. Why was he acting like that? Did I offend him? I inspected him with a steady gaze as my heart thumped ruthlessly against its ribcage. With each step I took towards him, fear growled at the pit of my chest “Grandpa?” I stuttered as I stretched my fingers to reach for his shoulders but before I could do that, his head snapped up and his gaze snapped in my direction. Cold droplets of sweat clung to my forehand as his head jolted up and his gaze raked mine. My breath hitched almost immediately. My fingers quivered as I clutched them tightly into a head fists. Several lumps of fear logged in my chest and as they l