*Victoria POV*I have been avoiding Carlos since last night, but it seems I can't escape the weekend morning. Mr. Russo demanded that we all come out for breakfast. It was making me so nervous; I don't think I could bear the way Carlos would be looking at me like some sort of pervert. I don't even know what came over me.I trotted into the dining room, dressed in a simple, flowery gown that wasn't that revealing and settled in flip-flops."Good morning, Grandpa," I gave out a casual smile, going over to him to pay my respects before taking a seat closer to Carlos while Bradley was seated opposite us. I wasn't expecting him."What took you so long?" Carlos turned to me, his voice a bit cold, but he shielded it with a smile. "Sorry love, it was difficult picking an outfit you would love." I winked at him, fidgeting with my gown under the table.The server started to dish food inside a plate for me. "She doesn't eat seafood; remove the shrimp," Bradley's firm order erupted in the air, ma
*Victoria POV*After the heated argument with Carlos, he stepped out, leaving me in the room to wallow in my thoughts. I began to weigh other choices: to escape or to stay and finish my mission. What of the benefits I will get from him when all this is over? Should I throw all that away? Well, I should have known that a deal with Carlos ought not to be like a bed of roses.And Bradley, what the hell was wrong with him? He was giving me the silent treatment and caring for me at the same time. What's his plan? Is he trying to cause a rift between me and Carlos? I bet it fucking worked."That bastard!" I cursed inwardly, then wheeled around when I heard the sound of the door squeaking open. "Mr Carlos," I called out when a figure emerged from his back as well."You will go to the patio and wait; I have a business to settle in this room." He ordered nonchalantly, hands tucked inside his pocket most arrogantly, and the way his chin steadied forward, chest protruding out, gave out his prou
*Bradley POV*I woke up from my wet dream with a hard-on, the most painful one at that. Damn you, Victoria. My eyes rolled to my wall clock, which made me get off the bed. I have a flight to catch, and I'd also like to drop by the Russo Villa.I took a shower and then dressed up in a charcoal tuxedo suit and a well-polished shoe. I strode in heavy power steps towards a particular drawer, opened it, and pulled out my pistol before tucking it into the back of my waist. I pulled out a dagger and ducked inside the inner pocket of my suit. I squirted a Victoria's Secret perfume all over my body before exiting the room."Hey! You're up, Feeling better now?" Tessa asked, arranging the dining table. "Yeah, but I'm already running late; I will eat breakfast at the Russo Villa instead." I made it known. She frowned her face and pouted, making me let out a soft chuckle. "Thanks for yesterday," I struggled to say, not meeting her eyes. I hate showing people my weakness, cause in our world, weakne
*Victoria POV*I put the tools back into the first aid box after treating his wound. "Sorry," I spoke after a long silence between us; he looked at me without a word before his gaze looked down at his injury, then released a hiss. "Who asked you to make coffee for me?" He finally talked. "I just wanted to pass an impression to your grandfather," I shrugged my shoulders, kept the box, and walked back to the bed."I see, so did it work out?""Hmmm, it should; because he saw me." I arranged the bedsheets of the bed before I sat on it. "All right, I have to get set for work." He rose from the sofa and trotted into the bathroom, making me let out a relieved gasp.I was about to make myself comfortable before my phone suddenly beeped. I took it and swiped it open, and as soon as I saw the message sent, I swiftly sat up and read through it. It was a message from James, the private investigator. He informed me that he had gotten a lead on my baby and we should meet up. "Okay, at where?" I s
*Victoria POV*"I'm sorry!" He quickly apologized, then picked up the envelope and pulled out a piece of paper that contained numerous data. The data matched the hospital, date, and time of when you were delivered of your baby and the day that same hospital evacuated some dead bodies for burial, but instead of going straight to the cemetery, two black-tinted vans went straight to Gracious Orphanage Home.I blinked multiple times at the information, itching to hear more, and he gave me the exact "Only two babies matched the information you gave to me, a boy and a girl. I don't know which one is yours, but what I can assure you is that, indeed, your instinct was right: your baby is still alive." I felt a chill run down my spine, goosebumps and butterflies circulating in my tummy. I felt joy and hope at Atlas. "But..." My eye shot up at his hesitation, making my heart drum hard, But what? Is there some type of problem?" He took a deep breath before opening his mouth. It's not just a norm
*Victoria POV*I walked into the prestigious 'The Box' club and went straight to the receptionist. "Good evening," I greeted and presented the membership card given to me to her and also displayed the code sent to me by Carlos. "Welcome, ma'am, you can go." I smiled and took back the card, kept it back inside my purse, and resumed my steps. The atmosphere was bustling with music, cheers of people dancing on the dancefloor, and the clicking sound of glasses. I found my way into the VIP, where Carlos was seated with his goons, sipping from his wine glass. His expression was stoic and unfazed, and the sunglasses on his face made him look more dreadful.The goons parted for me to walk through. "Good evening, sir," I greeted before taking a seat closer to his. He nods his head, not averting his eyes from the striptease happening on stage. I smacked my teeth with my tongue out of annoyance. Must he be so arrogant all the time?"I want to go and have a dance if you don't mind," I spoke out,
*Victoria POV*My weak eyelid slowly lifted, only to see Carlos's head resting on top of my hand, thereby keeping it mobile. I tried to lift my body from the soft mattress, my brow creased in confusion; the last memory I had was when I blanked out when Carlos was choking me. How I got into his room, I don't know."Wa...ter," I called out, my voice muffled— tapping gently at his arm, he released his body from the bed, his groggily grey eyes adjusted to me fully before he realized my request. He stood up and went to get a glass of water for me. He leaned forward and fed it to me."Thank you," I spoke out after he took the cup away from my mouth. "How did we get home?" I questioned. He looked away and then dropped the cup on the bedside."Rob...um...Rob!" He fumbled, rubbing his palms against each other, producing a sharp sound. Is he trying to harm himself?"Hey! It's fine; I understood." I muttered."How is your hand injury?" I pointed at it; he gazed down and gave a nod and still mout
*Victoria POV*I continued to stare at the message, blinking with bafflement. "What's the problem?" Carlos asked, sharing his gaze between my phone and me. "Hello!" He barked out, making me flinched and jerked back."Um... not—nothing," I stammered, shoving my phone away. "Hmm," he hummed, ducking his hands inside his pants and looking at me skeptically. I bet he didn't buy my lies. "Anyways, get set before 6 pm; we've got a birthday party to attend, okay?" I leveled my eyes at him; oh, that's nice." I forced a smile.I think I should be on my way now," I made known; he simply nodded his head and went back to his seat while I hurried out of his office. My chest was pounding really hard; as soon as I moved far away from the Russo building, I dialed James's number."Hey! I've got a problem; I think I've got a stalker or something." I spoke through the phone, telling him every single detail from the occurrence of the flower bouquet to the strange message. He promised to keep a tab on it
*Victoria POV* Carlos drove me back to the Russo Villa. I hadn't yet gotten myself, so he took me in his arms inside. "Thank you!" I mumbled softly while he helped me take out my shoes and jewelry and ducked me under the duvet. He strode into the bathroom before the noise of running water filled my ear—he was having his bath; I was too weak to go and do the same. "Do you want me to clean you up?" He enquired, trotting back to the bedroom. I shook my head as a sign of disapproval. I will blush to death if he sees me naked; I don't think I have gotten so free with him to that extent. "Okay," I watched him from the corner of my lazy eyes, fitting into a pair of light pajamas. I also didn't fail to catch sight of his flaccid manhood; it looked so small and harmless, but I bet when it's fully aroused, it can devour the hell out of someone. My eyelids were weakening with every passing second; I was slowly accepting the call of the god of sleep. Carlos joined me on the bed; he nudged me cl
*Victoria POV*We glared at each other eyeball to eyeball. I bet he wanted to communicate with me through his eyes to mind my business, but it was not going to work; my big mouth must be put to use. "Um, Mr Max, I was wondering where Ju—" He cut me off by dragging me away to a nearby corner."Take your freaking hands off me!" I snapped and wrung my arm from his hold, which made me earn a few scratches."What the fuck is your problem? Don't you know how to mind your damn business!" He barked, eyes dilating."Well, in this case, it's my business. I just saw my best friend's husband in the arms of another woman. Care to explain? You motherfucking cheat!" He raised his arms up, attempting to slap me, but another hand held him mid-air. Carlos glared down at him, eyes bloodshot; he swirled him around by the hand and flung him against the wall, making a loud thud sound erupt in the air."Carlos please!" I cried out when he hit him across the face sending Maxwell's body spinning backward; I
*Victoria POV*I continued to stare at the message, blinking with bafflement. "What's the problem?" Carlos asked, sharing his gaze between my phone and me. "Hello!" He barked out, making me flinched and jerked back."Um... not—nothing," I stammered, shoving my phone away. "Hmm," he hummed, ducking his hands inside his pants and looking at me skeptically. I bet he didn't buy my lies. "Anyways, get set before 6 pm; we've got a birthday party to attend, okay?" I leveled my eyes at him; oh, that's nice." I forced a smile.I think I should be on my way now," I made known; he simply nodded his head and went back to his seat while I hurried out of his office. My chest was pounding really hard; as soon as I moved far away from the Russo building, I dialed James's number."Hey! I've got a problem; I think I've got a stalker or something." I spoke through the phone, telling him every single detail from the occurrence of the flower bouquet to the strange message. He promised to keep a tab on it
*Victoria POV*My weak eyelid slowly lifted, only to see Carlos's head resting on top of my hand, thereby keeping it mobile. I tried to lift my body from the soft mattress, my brow creased in confusion; the last memory I had was when I blanked out when Carlos was choking me. How I got into his room, I don't know."Wa...ter," I called out, my voice muffled— tapping gently at his arm, he released his body from the bed, his groggily grey eyes adjusted to me fully before he realized my request. He stood up and went to get a glass of water for me. He leaned forward and fed it to me."Thank you," I spoke out after he took the cup away from my mouth. "How did we get home?" I questioned. He looked away and then dropped the cup on the bedside."Rob...um...Rob!" He fumbled, rubbing his palms against each other, producing a sharp sound. Is he trying to harm himself?"Hey! It's fine; I understood." I muttered."How is your hand injury?" I pointed at it; he gazed down and gave a nod and still mout
*Victoria POV*I walked into the prestigious 'The Box' club and went straight to the receptionist. "Good evening," I greeted and presented the membership card given to me to her and also displayed the code sent to me by Carlos. "Welcome, ma'am, you can go." I smiled and took back the card, kept it back inside my purse, and resumed my steps. The atmosphere was bustling with music, cheers of people dancing on the dancefloor, and the clicking sound of glasses. I found my way into the VIP, where Carlos was seated with his goons, sipping from his wine glass. His expression was stoic and unfazed, and the sunglasses on his face made him look more dreadful.The goons parted for me to walk through. "Good evening, sir," I greeted before taking a seat closer to his. He nods his head, not averting his eyes from the striptease happening on stage. I smacked my teeth with my tongue out of annoyance. Must he be so arrogant all the time?"I want to go and have a dance if you don't mind," I spoke out,
*Victoria POV*"I'm sorry!" He quickly apologized, then picked up the envelope and pulled out a piece of paper that contained numerous data. The data matched the hospital, date, and time of when you were delivered of your baby and the day that same hospital evacuated some dead bodies for burial, but instead of going straight to the cemetery, two black-tinted vans went straight to Gracious Orphanage Home.I blinked multiple times at the information, itching to hear more, and he gave me the exact "Only two babies matched the information you gave to me, a boy and a girl. I don't know which one is yours, but what I can assure you is that, indeed, your instinct was right: your baby is still alive." I felt a chill run down my spine, goosebumps and butterflies circulating in my tummy. I felt joy and hope at Atlas. "But..." My eye shot up at his hesitation, making my heart drum hard, But what? Is there some type of problem?" He took a deep breath before opening his mouth. It's not just a norm
*Victoria POV*I put the tools back into the first aid box after treating his wound. "Sorry," I spoke after a long silence between us; he looked at me without a word before his gaze looked down at his injury, then released a hiss. "Who asked you to make coffee for me?" He finally talked. "I just wanted to pass an impression to your grandfather," I shrugged my shoulders, kept the box, and walked back to the bed."I see, so did it work out?""Hmmm, it should; because he saw me." I arranged the bedsheets of the bed before I sat on it. "All right, I have to get set for work." He rose from the sofa and trotted into the bathroom, making me let out a relieved gasp.I was about to make myself comfortable before my phone suddenly beeped. I took it and swiped it open, and as soon as I saw the message sent, I swiftly sat up and read through it. It was a message from James, the private investigator. He informed me that he had gotten a lead on my baby and we should meet up. "Okay, at where?" I s
*Bradley POV*I woke up from my wet dream with a hard-on, the most painful one at that. Damn you, Victoria. My eyes rolled to my wall clock, which made me get off the bed. I have a flight to catch, and I'd also like to drop by the Russo Villa.I took a shower and then dressed up in a charcoal tuxedo suit and a well-polished shoe. I strode in heavy power steps towards a particular drawer, opened it, and pulled out my pistol before tucking it into the back of my waist. I pulled out a dagger and ducked inside the inner pocket of my suit. I squirted a Victoria's Secret perfume all over my body before exiting the room."Hey! You're up, Feeling better now?" Tessa asked, arranging the dining table. "Yeah, but I'm already running late; I will eat breakfast at the Russo Villa instead." I made it known. She frowned her face and pouted, making me let out a soft chuckle. "Thanks for yesterday," I struggled to say, not meeting her eyes. I hate showing people my weakness, cause in our world, weakne
*Victoria POV*After the heated argument with Carlos, he stepped out, leaving me in the room to wallow in my thoughts. I began to weigh other choices: to escape or to stay and finish my mission. What of the benefits I will get from him when all this is over? Should I throw all that away? Well, I should have known that a deal with Carlos ought not to be like a bed of roses.And Bradley, what the hell was wrong with him? He was giving me the silent treatment and caring for me at the same time. What's his plan? Is he trying to cause a rift between me and Carlos? I bet it fucking worked."That bastard!" I cursed inwardly, then wheeled around when I heard the sound of the door squeaking open. "Mr Carlos," I called out when a figure emerged from his back as well."You will go to the patio and wait; I have a business to settle in this room." He ordered nonchalantly, hands tucked inside his pocket most arrogantly, and the way his chin steadied forward, chest protruding out, gave out his prou