Mae’s P.O.V For two days, I have been living in fear, hiding in a small rented car that looked suffocating and inconvenient as hell. I pulled my hoodie over my head, gnawing on my fingers as I fixed my gaze on Marcel’s mansion. Ever since I made that stupid mistake, everyone abandoned me including my friends who didn’t want to take me in despite my plea. Even Zoey whom I bothered Marcel about. It was disappointing that all the people that I have helped in one way or the other picked this moment as the perfect time to turn their backs on me. Axel wasn’t answering any of my calls either, then Darius… Just the thought of Darius made my skin crawl. I couldn’t believe that I allowed him to fool me! So he was the one who had attacked Marcel? Like I worked for the same person who tried to kill Marcel? Fuck! I exhaled sharply, placing a hand on my chest in a bid to steel myself. “All I need to do is get my international passport and go back to Germany before Marcel finds me…” I pau
Marcel “For the funeral flowers, mix them with a touch of roses because she loved roses a lot, orchids, chrysanthemums, and hydrangeas. I will meet up with the funeral proceedings later, goodbye.” I disconnected the call, crossing my legs while shifting my gaze back to Mae who had tears streaming down her cheeks, her voice barely above a whisper. “Pl-Please…I promise you that if you let me go, I will never disturb you again” Watching her with a calm smile on my face, I glanced at the men who gripped her by the arms firmly, commanding. “Continue” As a scream tore from her lips, the man behind her forced her head back into the water. Splashes of water here and there. Then her head was forced back up as she gasped for air, her chest heaving up and down and when her eyes met mine, she pursed her lips and burst into tears. “Please give me a second chance” I raised a brow in confusion. “Second chance? Do you even know why I gave you a second chance in the first place? Because Axel pl
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