Morgan POV Hours later, I returned home with Theresa, who kept speaking of the fun she experienced. "My fighting skills has improved in the last four months," she said. "I can now fight without breaking a breath." Her words were enough to lighten my sad mood. She is one of us, and I was satisfied with it. "You are so interested," I said. "Would you like to follow us on our mission?" "Yes, I will," she said, then her facial expression changed. "Amsterdam is almost on the same level as you are." "That's more of a reason I call him my blood brother," I said. "You are blood brothers," she said, excited. "No, we aren't by same parents," I said, and her excitement vanished. "We are blood brothers because I see him as my number one friend." Theresa smiled, nodding her head. Every weekend, I always trained with Theresa, although I did it at a slow pace. "A time will come when I will stop practicing with you," I said. "Why, Boss?" She asked. I shook my head, then sighed looking
Selena POV Early in the morning, I was woken by a knock on the house door. Who could it be? I sluggishly got out of bed and walked towards the door. Getting to the door, I open it. I rubbed on my eyes again, not knowing what and who I just saw. My eyes widened as I saw Morgan, and Theresa walk in. "What do you want?" I asked, angrily. "Why not leave me alone, since you won the battle." They sat comfortably on my couch. My eyes widened as I looked at them. Though Morgan could do such a thing, how did Theresa have such a gut? "How did you get where I am?" I asked because I moved away from the house I was formally in with Theresa. "I track every of your movements," Theresa said. I stood angrily and stared at them. What does she mean by tracking my movement? "How did you do that?" I asked. "I have my ways," she said, giving a shrug. I was thinking she would spill it out, but no, she didn't. "So, what do you want?" I asked. "Let me serve you." "No, do not worry about that,"
Morgan POV I walked with Theresa who smiled, talking about everything that happened in Selena's house. "Everything happens for a reason,' I said. "Can you teach me that technique?" She asked. "Hell no," I replied. "Why?" Theresa asked, giving me a puppy eye, but I didn't care. Noticing that I didn't care, Theresa acted normal, then I spoke up, "I told you yesterday that I won't. Moreover, you are a lady, and shouldn't be tackled like that." "What if a person from another group comes to fight with me, and ends up," she paused, staring at me. "We would protect you," I said, but she didn't agree. "What if all of you are busy?" She asked. I looked at her with a smile on my face. She was really a great fighter, not giving up. "You never give up," I said. "Anyway, you are right." I thought for a while and spoke up. "But you can't get it from me. It will be a murder situation," I said. Theresa began to laugh, and I smiled. "Just like you almost broke Mr Coke's back," she sai
Tricia POV It's new year's day. Paulina sat on a container, although, I tried telling her to sit on a couch. "What's today's date?" She asked. "First of January," I said. She looked down, closed her eyes, then coughed. "Your pregnancy is going to be due in some months," she said, and I rubbed my stomach which was already showing out. "Yes, it is," I said, and she nodded. She raised her head up and smiled. "I may not be alive to see your baby," she said. "Connect with your sister." Tears fell from my eyes. Paulina had always told me every day to unite with Chelsea. "If after that, I can die in peace," she said. Her words were like someone was strangling me to death. I don't want her to die, so for what reason would I get united with Cherry? Her last wish was to see Cherry and me together. "My health is failing," she said. Ever since Christmas, she had begun a terrible cough. I took her to the hospital, but the doctor said that her health was failing, just like old peopl
Cherry POV It's Paulina's burial today. I held on to my sister's hand while Sarah stood away from us. Many people from the neighborhood also came. Tricia had a veil on and wept so hard. "We will like to invite Miss Michelson to say some words about the dismissed," someone said. I looked up and thought of how I had known Paulina all my life, how she had been of help to me after I lost my father but disappeared later on.I moved out gently and shook. I moved forward and began to speak of how nice Paulina was to me. Everything that I was saying made me weep more. Lastly, Tricia was called to speak. Few neighbors were called out to speak and spoke wonderful things about Paulina before we were called. I looked at Tricia who held onto her stomach like her baby was going to leave. From what she told me, she is in her fifth month, and some weeks, but her stomach just came out small. My eyes turned to Sarah who was standing aside. Sarah had tears on her face, and looked at Tricia lik
Cherry POV The next day, we were at my house. Tricia walked into a room holding onto her stomach. "You can have some rest over there," I said to Tricia who looked stressed. I sat on one of my couches, thinking of the things I had just found out. Alex was close to his father, who told him everything that happened during the birth of Tricia. "Alex, why do you have this picture?" I asked him that day. "My father kept it," he said. I was shocked that day, thinking that my mother was having an affair, but I didn't say anything. Alex told me everything about how his father told him about wanting to lay with my mother a long time ago, but he was scared because my father was in the military. I held back my tears while he said this. "The woman was set up for a one-night stand, and when she discovered that she was pregnant, she called my father and told him," Alex had said. "Her husband hardly had time at home, so after Tricia's mother had her, father paid the doctor to let her die.
Cherry POV Tricia nodded, taking a deep breath while I sat watching as I had many things running through my mind. Alex, Selena, and Morgan, we need to get our revenge on them. I would say I wasn't smart, not sure if I am now. I was blinded by my love for Alex since we were in high school. I never suspected anything. I still love him now. The thought of my father's family came to me, and I waved it off. I am grateful that they allowed me to go to school. They didn't leave me, although they did it with a tough hand. I earned everything I did to become this. When I left their place, I used a shorter version of my name, Cherry, instead of Chelsea. I know that Alex would come looking for me, but I need to keep my sister for the time being. "You look worried," Tricia said, sitting up. "I am not," I said. " I'm only thinking." She nodded her head and brought out her phone. "Do Alex call you?" I asked her. "I barred his number," Tricia said, and I nodded. It's a good thing that s
Tricia POV The following morning, I woke to see myself in a strange room. "Ahh!" I screamed, lightly, covering my eyes from the sun that radiated through the window. Cherry walked into the room and pulled the curtain a bit lower. "You should have this," she said, sitting on my bed. She placed a place before me and some drugs with a bottle of water. "Thank you, Cherry," I said, and she smiled. "It's not worth it," she said. "I was meant to take care of you, while you were living with Alex." I looked at her with a sad expression, as I remembered how torturous they were to me. "I only did that because you look so much like my mother," she said. "I would like to know what Mother looked like," I said. But, I didn't want a picture of her. Cherry won't be able to describe her. She was young when mother died. The man who killed mother is also dead. He was killed by his son. Alexander. "I can't give you such," Cherry replied. "I can only give you a picture of her." My eyes were
Morgan POV I remembered the picture that I held the last day. Rivers was Theresa's brother. "You are awake," Tricia said. I smiled and gave her a peck on her forehead. My gaze went to Ethan's bed. "Our son is soundly asleep," I said. She laughed and told me how she had to keep Ethan down last night. "He is becoming more stubborn," she said. "Then I will take care of it," I said. I walked to Ethan when I sensed that he was awake. "Ethan, you are to take your bath now," He used his legs to hit my hand and smiled looking at his mother. Tricia smiled when she saw what Ethan did. I raised him to my arms and he struggled to get free. "Here we are," I said as I placed him in the bathtub. We played a little before I had his bath. "Today, I want to take us out for a fun time," I said as I walked out of the bathroom with Ethan. "Should we take our bath together?" Tricia asked. I didn't expect her to say that so I was a bit surprised. "We can't," I said thinking of how it wo
Morgan POV Two months had passed, and it was the day for Rivers's burial. He died a month ago. We all wore black as we stood by his grave. "Rivers, my brother, I remembered how you were," I said. Tricia stood beside me and held a flower. Drake and Theresa had come from their college to grace this occasion. He stepped forward with a flower and placed it on the grave. Tricia supported me but I couldn't help but feel angry. Why didn't he tell us what was happening to him? If it wasn't for Drake, we wouldn't have known about his issues. I held onto Tricia as I watched others walk to keep their flowers on Rivers grave. As the boss, my wife and I were to go last. We walked towards the grave to drop our flowers when they were done. I suggested that we should celebrate Rivers life in a restaurant. They accepted, and we left for a nearby restaurant. Our time of mourning was over, Rivers had been buried and now, life moves on. "Good morning," I heard a lady's voice while we were in
Tricia POV I chose to be stubborn even though Ethan's cry filled my heart. "Ethan, go to your father," I said. Morgan looked at Ethan, who held onto his leg. I could see him smiling and this gave me confidence to walk to him. Before I could say a word, Morgan slapped me. I felt extremely sad and my cheek stung. I looked around and saw people staring at us. This broke my heart and I left with Ethan. Entering the car, I told my driver to move. Maybe I was stupid when he slapped me. I stood there and looked angrily at him instead of pulling my gun on him. This idea made me smile. We got up and I walked up with Ethan, ignoring Felicia's call. In the room, I placed my phone on the side table while Ethan walked to his bed. Looking at my phone, I saw two missed calls and one voice message, they were all from Morgan. Taking a deep breath, I clicked on the voice message. In it, he pleaded with me and said that he would search for Cherry when his mood gets lighter. "Don't plead
Tricia POV I waited for Felicia to be done with whatever she was doing before I called my driver. "You didn't need to wait for me," she said. I told her that since it was our first day to come together, I chose to leave with her. "Alright," she said and brought out her phone. She asked if we could take her to the house she lived in with her husband. "What would you like to take there?" I asked. "A lot, just don't worry," she said. Soon, the car arrived and we got in and sat like sisters. Felicia directed us on our movement. "Stop!" She said when we got to a gate. I wanted to come with her into the house but she declined. Five minutes later, I got worried as I didn't see her come out so I decided to go in. "I will be back soon," I said to the driver. "Should I accompany you?" He asked. I remembered what Morgan told me about my driver but no, I couldn't allow him in. "No, don't worry," I said to him. This could scare Felicia. I felt safe as I was with my gun and could
Tricia POV Miranda greeted Felicia but didn't take her eyes off her. Soon, the day was clear, and Morgan decided to get Felicia a few things. Felicia behaved awkwardly, but I guessed she wasn't used to being treated the way we did. The doorbell rang, and I saw Felicia shake. "Felicia!" I called. "Don't be scared. I walked to open the door as it seemed like the person was an outsider. It was a delivery man. He asked if I was Felicia or Mrs. Bliss and later gave me a package. "Mr. Bliss told me to deliver this to Felicia Bliss," he said after I signed and then left. I called Felicia and asked her to check it out. "Who is it from?" She asked. "Morgan," I said. Felicia opened the box and looked through everything. "Where is Morgan?" She asked. "I do not know," I said. As soon as those words left my mouth, the door flew open and Morgan stepped in. "Thank you, Morgan," Felicia said. I asked him where he was but he ignored by going out. It's been long since he last ignored
Tricia POV While we were in the restaurant, I held Felicia's hand. "What are you doing, Mrs. Bliss?" She asked me. "Quit the formality," I said. "Call her sister-in-law," Morgan said making me blush. "But I am not...," she was saying. I placed a hand on her lips as I knew what she wanted to say. She might not be related to Morgan by blood, but they had a bond when they were young. I wanted to feel like I knew someone from Morgan's family. We left the restaurant when we were done eating. Miguel drove to the group's house and I wondered why he did that. "Hold on," we said to Felicia as we got out of the car. Morgan advised that I locked all the doors for the safety of Felicia. She wasn't a member of the group so there was no need for her to come along with us. Getting into the car, I saw Felicia's head buried in her lap. It felt like she was weeping. "Felicia!" I called. Morgan turned back and looked at us. "You should let her be," he said. "She is going t
Morgan POV After taking my bath, I walked down with my family. My phone began to ring, it was Johnny. He asked me about my plans to get Mr. Adolf to confess. "Felicia chose the surname of her foster parent rather than her husband's name," I said. "It means that she isn't happy with him." I looked away from the phone and then thought for a while before speaking. "I will go in as a commoner," I said. "What if he knows who you are?" Johnny asked. He could say nothing to stop me. The only thing that they can do is to follow me. "How many would be coming?" I asked. "Five," he said. "Names?" He mentioned five names, but why wasn't Alonso included? "Alonso?" I asked. "He has a business ordeal," he replied. I sighed knowing that I had never interfered in their personal business. "Alright, come along with Maxwell," I said and ended the call. Tricia placed a hand on my shoulder. "I trust you to bring justice," I smiled hearing this and kissed her hand. "I am forever grateful
Tricia POV The week passed as quick as possible and we were in a new week. I woke up and took Ethan to bath. It has been a struggle to take his bath ever since I got home from being kidnapped. "Ethan, be easy," I screamed. He was stubborn, and I guess he got that trait from his father. Turning back, I saw Morgan glaring at me. "I can take care of him," Morgan said. "Alright," I said handing Ethan's towel to him. I walked down as I didn't want to hear Ethan's scream. Thirty minutes later, Morgan walked down with Ethan. "You should go to bath," he said. I nodded and was about to go up when Ethan walked to me and shook his head. He rested his head on me, and I knew that he was sorry for behaving stubbornly. "You should be gentle next time," I said. Morgan laughed and when I asked for the reason he laughed, he said, "You wanted a male child who will behave like me." His words made me smile. I walked up the stairs with a smile on my face. After dressing, I walked down and Mo
Morgan POV We walked into the car and I drove home since Theresa and Drake were going to be less busy for two days. "Ethan!" Theresa called as I drove. Tricia wore a frown on her face. I knew that she was angry with the way I did. Parking the car at a side, I told everyone that Tricia was going to drive the car. Soon, Tricia sat in the driver's seat, and I could hear Ethan hail his mother, although he couldn't speak. It was a slow ride but it was nice. "Let's go to the complex," I said to Tricia. "Why?" She asked trying her best to keep her eyes focused on the road. It looked funny that she was trying to behave like me. This was the reason she was slow. "You aren't a master so keep your gaze low," I said to her. "Alright," she said. Taking my advice, her driving was a little bit faster. "To the complex," I said. We got to the complex, and Tricia held my hands before I got out of the car. "Who are you here to see?" She asked. I knew that she knew that I wasn't going t