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Darius’s P.O.VSitting behind my mahogany desk, leaning in the chair while twirling a pen in my hand, I couldn’t get rid of the thoughts of Mae that swirled in my mind. Dead?Like she died in an accident? Heaving an exasperated sigh, I leaned back further in my chair while squinting my eyes. “Anyways, she was lucky to have passed away painlessly in an accident before Marcel came for her”On the other hand, I was trying to protect myself from Marcel’s wrath, trying to form an alliance with Zade that was just beyond business. But recently, Zade has been difficult to get through. At that moment, a knock sounded on my door, jolting me out of my thoughts as the door creaked open. I was taken aback when some of my employees walked into my study room, carrying a large cake with a huge smile plastered on their faces. For a second I was confused about what was going on but when they began to sing the ‘birthday song’, the reality that it was my birthday hit me. How could I have forgotten?
Darius’s P.O.VThe cacophony of the reporters and journalists who tried to get the perfect spot filled my ear. As their cameras flashed, I mounted the podium, the weight of the moment pressing down on me as I leaned forward and adjusted the microphone.As soon as I cleared my throat, the murmurs died down and silence enveloped the whole room while I flashed a smile at everyone and most importantly, exchanged eye contact with the reporters whom I had paid to report good news about me and ensure that Marcel gets woven in a controversy somehow. Like using Mae’s death against him. Everyone needed to know that he was a murderer and the only thing I needed was to divert the public’s attention away from me and make Marcel suffer the harsh scrutiny from the public. “Ladies and gentlemen…” I paused, steadying my breathing and for some weird reason, fear slowly crept through my mind. What if my mental instability surfaced at this crucial moment? Apart from when I played golf with some of my
Darius’s P.O.VPetitions here and there. Boycotts. To worsen things, Killian’s fan girlies had thrown eggs on my car and now I was on a hot seat, defending myself, the company that I have built for years because there was no way that I was going to succumb to the board member’s pressure. As my fingers drummed on the table, I couldn’t get rid of the thoughts of Marcel that plagued my mind while I leaned in the chair, staring at my fingers with darkened eyes. Marcel succeeded in planting someone into my house because that only had to be the perfect explanation for why Mae’s lifeless body was found in my house. Now I knew why the narrative of her being cremated and not being buried flew around in the media. That bastard! It was because he had been planning this all along. This wouldn’t be my end. It couldn’t just be. I didn’t come this far for this to be my end. To worsen things, someone had been kidnapping the family members of the council. First, it was Elder Theodore’s wife an
Elodie’s P.O.VCrossing a hand over my chest, I raised a brow while cocking my head. “Sister-In-Law?” I reiterated, glowering at him. Axel’s shoulders sagged as his chest heaved while I went to my seat and fixed him a stern gaze. “How can I help you, Axel?”Axel took tiny steps towards me and unlike those who would have their seats without my permission or having simple courtesy, Axel took me aback when he fell on his knees to the ground, his head hung low in despair as he clasped his hands. Confusion swirled in my mind as I stared intently at him. “What is the meaning of all this nonsense, Axel? And who allowed you in?”“Sister-In-Law”An icy revulsion hit me at that moment because it was just weird that the same Mae supporter dared to call me that after everything that he had done. “Who is your Sister-In-law? Are you sure that you aren’t in the wrong place? If you call me that one more time, then I am going to have you thrown out of here”Axel raised his head, his eyes gleaming w
MarcelElodie came down the small steps, strutting towards the garden while carrying a small cake that she had baked. Lanterns hung from the tree, casting a golden glow all over the garden that was filled with the gentle hum of crickets and the gentle rustle of leaves. I could perceive lavender all around. But the perfect lavender was here, my woman. With every step that she took towards me, my heart raced hard in my chest as she flashed a smile at me and shot a wink that made my heart skitter.Dressed in a pink choker dress that hugged her curves perfectly while her hair was tied in a ponytail, Elodie dropped the cake carefully on the desk. With eyes glinting with amusement, I leaned forward. “What is the event?”She hummed for a while as she leaned down and cupped my face. “It is a surprise” Her face was a few inches away from mine and at that moment, my fingers curled over her waist, pulling her closer to me as she placed both hands on my shoulders for support. “What kind of su
Darius’s P.O.VFirst of all, it started with some of the members being kidnapped and now it has escalated into my trusted park warrior being attacked, then Finn almost got into an accident when some cars pursued him. Something was wrong here and someone was openly launching a war against me. However, one thing that I knew was that it wasn’t Marcel or Zade because that wasn’t their style. If Marcel declares war, he attacks directly and doesn’t go through corners, and if Zade attacks, he will always come for the head of the pack without attacking the pack members. So if it isn’t Marcel or Zade, then who was behind all of this? Who in the world was bent on frustrating me so much that this person wouldn’t give me space to breathe before heaping hot coals on my head? Standing from where I sat, my mind drifted back to the fact that my mental illness resurfaced again. This was getting crazy and unbearable because why did it seem like the whole universe was against me? Leaning in my swi
Marcel’s P.O.VSitting on the piano’s bench, my fingers hovered over the keys, the soft melody echoing through the entire place while a smile crept at the corner of my mouth as soon as my mind drifted back to Layzal. When Layzal was rescued, I decided that he could be of good use since he wanted to get back at Darius for snatching his years from him. With my help, he was able to take down Ammar and now it was time to take back what rightfully belonged to me. The pack has always belonged to me and Layzal was going to help in getting it back.However, I was soon snapped out of my reverie when the kids ran down the stairs. Some of their friends in school came over, their laughter and chatter filling the whole place in a way that excited me and at the same triggered me.I turned on the bench, swinging my head in the direction of the stairs while Silver and a friend of his, jumped on the stairs while I shook my head. “You guys need to be careful”Silver smiled, waving at me. “Daddy, can
Darius’s P.O.VI jolted awake as my eyes flew open and my chest heaved up and down. Staring at the ceiling which a candle chandelier hung while the grotesque image of the nightmare clung to the back of my mind like a dark stubborn shadow that seemed more like it was soon going to close in on me.I sat up slowly, leaning against the headboard while staring into space as memories of the nightmare flashed through my mind. My breath came in short, shallow gasps as I ran my hands through my hair frustratedly. I had seen myself falling off a cliff and I was in my pool of blood. Could it be the lingering fear of Layzal doing something to me that made me have this horrible nightmare? It had to be it. There was no way that I was going to die! I would never allow that. I will do everything to stay alive and get my children back from Marcel. “I won't die! Not now…not now” I muttered to myself while placing a hand on my chest that heaved slowly, sliding off the bed, as I walked to the bathroo