Morgan POV The week was fast to run out. We had to prepare to go home. Drake sat beside me telling of how he enjoyed everything we did during these past days. It was evident in his eyes that he loved and enjoyed his days spent here. "Are you all done packing?" I asked. "Yes, Morgan," they all responded. Drake walked to me and asked about the people I had kept in the room. "Won't we dispose off their body since they will be dead by now," he said. "No, if their body is disposed, then some evidence will be pinned to us," I said, and he understood. We got into the various vehicles. Amsterdam and his men drove in their car but followed behind us. Getting to a place, I got down from the jeep and gave Amsterdam a handshake before getting back in. The jeep started moving. We got to the highway and I felt a car trailing behind us. Who is in the car? I turned to look at Bernard who was driving. "Increase your speed." I wanted to know if truly the car was trailing us or if I just ha
Morgan POV Alonso nodded, understanding what I meant by that. I also walked to Drake and gave him a tap on his shoulder. We ate our beef and played some games. Drake was quick to learn how to play the games. "I'm proud of you, Drake," I said. "Thank you, Boss," Drake said. I stared and smiled at him. He will be taught here on how to address me. They don't call me Boss while we are in the house unless someone like a lady is here. I am their friend inside and outside but I am their boss when we are on a mission. ... The following morning, I woke up early and stared into the still-dark sky. I let out a sigh, remembering that I would be going home soon. "Tricia!" Her name escaped my lips. I picked up my phone and dialed one of the guard's numbers, informing him that I would be back soon. My heart began to think of everything Tricia would do when I arrived. A smirk escaped my lips. Anyway, she is paying for her family's sin. My thoughts were to involve Cherry in this, but it wo
Morgan POV I walked out of the house and told the guards to leave as I had locked the person they were to protect in her room. "Alright, sir," they sounded. I looked at them as they walked away. Deciding not to go with anyone, I put my phone away from me and drove in the car. Selena could think of anything but why does she want to see me? I drove to the place she had told me to meet her with my face covered. Music blazed the place. A tone reached my phone, it was Selena telling me where she was. Why did she invite me to a bar? I saw all forms of ladies in the bar, but none moved me. At last, I saw Selena by a corner. "Selena Joyce!" I called and she looked at me. "Come, drink with me," she said. I could see that she was almost drunk. Drinking with such woman could lead to another thing. Does she want to implicate me as she is the only one here who knows that I am Morgan? "You drank too much," I said, and she smiled, dropping a file on the table. She got up and started
Morgan POV Done eating, Tricia wanted to speak to me but I put my hands up. "You can only speak when I tell you to," I said and she nodded. "I am your master. Our marriage doesn't count." Her eyes bulged out as she heard that our marriage doesn't count. "Why is that?" She asked. "Who kidnaps a registrar to marry a lady?" I asked. She let out a sneer looking at me. I knew she didn't expect me to say that, but what wrong did I do? For a real marriage, the registrar would be invited. I had to get the registrar by kidnapping his daughter. It would only count if I did the right thing. Yes, we agreed not to leave each other, but that's only for her. "I never thought," she said. "You may go to your room," I said. Without wasting a minute extra, she got up to her feet and left to her tiny room. I let out a sigh as I looked at her enter her room. Ladies can be dangerous but I am more dangerous. My heartbeat increased as I thought of her. Is it because I didn't sleep with her? "T
Morgan POV Tricia walked out with her meal and joined us. I told her to sit beside me and she flinched. Alonso looked at her and she gave a weird smile. "Who is the person you want to..." A man was saying. "She is here, Sir," Drake said and I smiled. "Can you introduce yourself, young lady?" The man asked. Tricia looked around and noticed that she was the only lady with us. I would have invited Selena to join us but I now know much about her. She is a spy. I saw her comment on the media before she called me of how she boasted to sleep with a man, she was referring to me. After our call, she took down the post from the media. "We know who Selena is," I said. "She tried sleeping with me." As soon as I said those words, Tricia looked at me. I continued explaining what happened at the bar. Some men who knew Selena laughed, while some who didn't know who Selena was stayed calm. Tricia's gaze went down. I felt that my explanation made her not worry that I had defiled our marita
Tricia POV My heart was heavy in the meeting when that old man spoke. At first, I didn't want to accept being with Morgan, but I saw that this was my only way out. Looking at Morgan made me feel sad; he virtually told everyone that he didn't love me, and there he was, kicking against someone who fell in love. Isn't it good to fall in love? I felt pity for the young man. So, I am in a loveless marriage. My heart jumped as I saw him approach me. "You should go and wash those plates," he said and I nodded, getting up. I stopped midway to the kitchen and stared at Morgan. "You shouldn't have done that," I said. "The young man fell in love and wants to marry. He isn't a traitor. He fell in love." I could see his mocking look at me and swallowed hard but I couldn't keep my mouth shut. The consequence might be severe but I can't just stand here watching him do whatever he likes. "You may not love me now, but what if you love me later? Would you kill yourself?" I asked. He got up
Miguel POV I was in a restaurant with my sister, Rose. She had told me to take a break out. The pounding of my heart was too much. Ever since I watched Tricia get married to that huge, handsome man, I haven't been myself, but I chose not to let Tricia know. Rose had been disturbing me about going out and I chose to answer her today. "What's up with you?" Rose asked. "Her husband asked me to be his friend," I said. "Tricia?" Rose asked and I nodded. "It's been months since they married. Why don't you move on? You are still Tricia's friend after all...." She kept talking like the talking angel she was. My eyes went to two couples who just walked in. "Over there..." I pointed. "Tricia didn't betray you... her brother forced her and she is enjoying her..." Rose kept speaking but stopped when she saw who I was pointing to. My eyes met with Morgan's eyes. Morgan smiled holding Tricia to himself. Gosh, Tricia looks... He walked with Tricia to our table after whispering some word
Miguel POV "Sir Augustine!" Rose and I said in unison then I took in a deep breath. "Who?" "The influential one," she said. I looked at Rose who shrugged. Sir Augustine could only be mentioned to be among the top people not a mere person like Morgan. I know Sir Augustine to be cool. He can't watch his friend remain at the same level. It was evident that he had the backing of some high-class people. How, then, would he choose to be Morgan's friend? "This is a lie," I said with a blink of the eyes. "How can you get him as your friend?" "More reason..." he was saying when his phone rang. "Excuse me." He got up and left to answer the call. This gave me the opportunity to move close to Tricia. "Tell me, how are you?" I asked. "Am cool," she said. "You look sad," I said. "I am not," she said. "Tell me all that is happening," I said and she smiled. "Nothing much," she said. We kept speaking and I felt she was trying to cover up something. She looked at me and was about to sa
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