Skye’s POVI was amused to see them all the moment I woke up. I was pretending when I said they were too loud. I was actually not ready to face them because I caused them so much trouble all this time. I was going to cover my face, but my hands flew right where my ears were and covered them. All I could do was lower my head to hide my face somehow from their bewildered gazes. Covering my ears instead of my eyes was something I felt relieved about as well. I was able to see their actions, and I could not help feeling funny that Marco and Gabriel were too cautious not to make even the slightest sound as they tried to reach my side. More when Marco tried to convince Doctor Shannon to check me as the only physician in the house. I tried to hold my laughter back, but in the end, I failed. So, I let my giggles out. However, as I recalled how they were all saddened, panicked, worried, and scared of me dying before their eyes, my guilt ate me whole. I also recalled how Doctor Shannon wailed
Marco’s POVThrough Loid Moore’s report, although it was roughly given, we were able to trace the connections there was between our captives. To be honest, I do not have concrete reasons why we were keeping the two. I was told that Rolan Leblanc was being held until he regained the ability to speak so he could tell us who else was working with him to harm me. ‘This was a decision made by Skye when I was unable to because I was practically down due to poison, which was also something that turned out to be inexplicable. As for Vincent Diera, it was also Skye’s decision to keep him. Gab and I did not bother asking her reasons. Now, it turned out, Skye’s actions would lead us somewhere very useful in order to deal with the devils walking among us. “Vincent Diera and Rolan Leblanc have a person in common. This person doesn’t seem to have been at the same table or room with the two f them, but they both contact this person for the same reason,” Gab said as he typed with fascination speed
Gab’s POV“Do you want them to be taken here?” I asked Skye, as she seemed to be so worried about the Nahart couple. “Are they hurt? How was the situation there when your men arrived?” Skye asked. “They were trapped inside the panic room, according to Calvin,” I replied. I wanted to assure her that everything was now under our control. “We can make a call so you can speak to them directly, but we can’t stay on the line for long, or else whoever is tracing their whereabouts will find us as well.” “Would it be fine if they come here for safety in the meanwhile?” Skye asked. “I believe it will be better if we can keep them here for the time being since this is the most secured spot we have for now, but….” I paused, then I looked up to glance at Marco. I was not sure how Marco was taking everything that was happening, so I could not insist on anything. I had to be mindful and ask for his opinion regarding the matter. I know Marco does not like the Naharts, and having their presence u
Skye’s POV“Aunt Almira!” I gleefully welcomed the couple by the door when I received the news that they were a few minutes away from my place.I did not sleep like I told Marco and Gab when I sent them downstairs. I actually thought they needed to do important things so I did not want to waste their precious time watching over me when I can be with Matt instead. I let Marco and Gab believe that I was going to take a nap before they stepped out of my room— Marco even made sure I was warm beneath the covers before he told Matt to stick around while they were downstairs, but I kept my ears wide open. When I thought they reached the last step of the stairs, I sat up on the bed and carefully called for Matt’s attention. I asked him to tell the two guys downstairs that I wanted to be informed when the guests are soon to come because I wanted to wait for them at the door. And so they did as I asked. Matt texted the two, Marco and Gab, then they informed us when Uncle and Aunt were just a
George’s POV“Douglas Cane?” I asked. I was shaken, but I did all I could to keep my composure.“Do you know him? Or have you heard of this name before?” Skye answered. I like the sound of her name. Skye. The sound of her name reminds me of how broad the blue sky above, unreachable, immeasurable. I can’t explain how I see her as someone with such character, but it felt certain to me, for whatever reason. “I’ve heard of this name, yes, but I am telling you he is bad news, big time!” I answered. I heard the young men with us in the room gasp. Their reactions made me sit up straight. I looked at each of their faces one by one. “What’s wrong?” Almira asked. I could tell she noticed the same thing I did. And just like me, my dear wife was amazingly keeping her cool despite the topic we were discussing. “Please ask her,” the young man named Marco answered with obvious uncertainty, pointing his chin in Skye’s direction. I noticed one thing. ‘They all seem to take her lead….’This see
Matt’s POV“I have heard about the despicable things this man has been doing over the years. Targeting the poor orphan children into luring them into his lair. The healthy ones are separated from the unhealthy ones. The unhealthy ones are disposed of in ways unimaginably awful, and that means taking their healthy organs to be sold to the highest bidder. The healthy ones are subjects for their laboratories to try on the formulas that they produce. Many of them died in the process due to the formulas being too strong for their young body to contain, but they do not seem to run out of children supply. Now orphan kids are no longer enough for them. They lure these young ones for anything in exchange for walking into a trap, and for those that are wise enough not to get fooled, they are snatched!”“What?!” I exclaimed after listening to Skye’s words as she answered the man named George Nahart when he asked Skye why she bombarded the enemy’s lair. “Is there such a place as that?!”I know, a
Winston’s POVAfter what happened at the faked funeral, my team and I had been into countless battles. We chased everyone that ran away from the hotel that day. We dealt with those that came to the site forwardly. They were like suicide soldiers who were willing to run into the blazing fire in order to kill their target. Fortunately, I, along with my men, did not have to worry about the new Supremo because she seemed to be well-guarded and well-protected by two men. We did not need not had to face our enemies with divided attention. I knew she was in the safe walls of the Nahart’s abode. So, we proceeded with everything that I believed needed to be done in the situation. We did not rest. We followed every trail leading to the elders in the organization under Supremo’s authority, as they all seemed to want to eliminate the new leader and take the spot for themselves. One thing that caught me and my team wondering is the fact that our targets seemed to be in an aftershock from an unfo
Marco’s POVAfter exchanging pleasantries, we discussed everything that happened that day. George Nahart asked Winston Gayle about his activities in the past weeks, and as Skye, Gab, and I listened to his statements– almost like he was reporting to his superior, we realized something. “Ahhmmm, when did you say you went to pay Vincent Diera a visit?” Skye asked Winston Gayle.His answer made Skye turn her head to give Gab and me an astonished glance.“I believe we were there just an hour or less before you arrived. We took him out of the building because we needed him for information, but I decided to keep him for the time being,” Skye said. “All the while, I thought you were in the hideout. You must have missed the action,” Winston answered with a chuckle. “I never thought it would have been you. The witnesses did not mention a lady among the attackers. They said three men came to ask their boss questions but in the privacy of the room, then left.” “Can I have a minute with her?” I
Gab’s POV The moment I held the little girl in my arms, I knew my heart no longer belonged to me. I belonged to Skye and this precious little angel in my embrace. The words Marco had said reflected exactly the same thoughts and emotions I had in my heart. I could not help feeling crazy for the extent of euphoria that captured my whole being. I was ready to give way for Marco had Skye decided to live a totally normal life– I meant to say normal by having only one spouse when she settled down. I even gave them a space for a month, I used the alibi to work with Sarge in dealing with the most crucial missions. I dared death to take me if I did not belong to Skye’s side. I was able to move according to my wishes until Skye found out about the avoidable risks that I chose to face head-on. “If you are trying to get yourself killed, then I am not going to let you do it all by yourself!” Skye nagged at me, crying. She rebelled against me by starving herself for days until she forgave me
Surrogacy.Unlike every other decision, I did not discuss this matter with my husbands in advance. I was going to surprise them with it. But in order to do this, I had to ask for Aunt Almira and Uncle George’s help. I did not want to get any personal involvement with the surrogate, so I made sure none of the three of us, Marco, Gab, and I knew anything about the procedure. After carefully understanding everything and knowing what to do, I took their sperm secretly. After a year of waiting, the day finally came.When the babies were about to be born, I simply suggested adopting a baby or two. As we waited for the day, I continuously mentioned wanting babies. And just as I expected, my doting husbands did not deny me of this wish of mine. The moment they agreed, we got busy decorating and renovating our home to welcome our new members. On the day the babies were born, Aunt Almira and Uncle George ordered us to stay at home and wait. “What are they up to?” Marco asked. “I have no idea
Skye's POV“Yeah, although I still think you are the sexiest when you are in all-work-mode, I am not happy to see you tiring yourself this much,” Gab said as he started to clear my desk with all the paper and folders on top of it. “Well, well….” I giggled as I started to feel relaxed from Marco’s gentle kneading on my sore and aching shoulders. “You kept your word when you said you would not bother me, so how do you want to claim your rewards?” “If only no one has declared any rules about doing it in the office, I would really love to have you bent on your desk while we get your glory holes filled with cock,” Gab answered. I know having two spouses was more than of a shock to many, so I do not want to add to the negative thoughts people would be having about us by doing things in other places, such as the office. I believe respect starts within oneself. If I want people- employees or not, to respect us, we have to be respectable. We have to observe decency if we want to be treated
Skye’s POV“Boss, the CEO is at the door again,” my secretary informed me for the nth time ever since the clock turned four in the afternoon today. “Never mind him. But if he insists on getting in here, tell him that if he keeps bothering me, we will end up having overtime again today,” I answered without lifting my head to move my eyes away from the paper that I was meticulously checking in my hands. “Uhmmm….” I heard my secretary stammering, but I did not bother looking up.I guess it was not easy to relay my message. Nevertheless, it did not stop me from doing what I supposed I should. I had my nose focused on studying the biggest project I have ever had in my entire career, I could not afford to be wrong in any way, nor in the slightest. “If you have nothing more to say, you can go now. And when the clock strikes five, there is no need to inform me. You can leave for the day,” I said, still not sparing her a glance. “I…. Uhm….” I heard Marissa, a lady about five years older th
Marco’s POV“Why did you have to be so mean when I presented my report that morning, cupcake, huh?” I heard Gab ask while delaying and interrupting her release. “Yeah, I remember that!” I whispered breathlessly as soon as I released her lips from my playfully punitive kisses. “Oh… God!” Skye moaned again. “What are— Mmmm... I didn’t! Ah….!” She tried to reason out.If she wanted to defend herself by saying that she did not make anything difficult for Gab or for anyone in any way that day, the more I tried to reason out, the more Gab seemed to punish her for something he believed Skye deserved to receive. “I don’t think Gab here agrees with that statement, sweet pea,” I teasingly said, still whispering and chuckling. “Whatever you want to say, can we discuss it later? I feel so horny. I think my period is soon to come. So, will you fuck my brains out first and deal with the rest later?” Skye said in between moans and groans. “Oh, baby. Who am I to deny such a sweet request?!” I
Gab’s POVThe way Skye delivered her words– before leaving Marco and me speechless in the living room and going upstairs to her bedroom, sent shivers down my spine. But then again, I wasn’t sure if I was right in taking her silent indications about something while responding to Marco’s offer to become the head accountant of his Construction company. In my understanding, which I believe to be foolish, by the way. Skye was referring to something else when she said she did not want to work side-by-side with Marco. This assumption of mine was boosted to be correct when she mentioned working front and back.It made me think of something sensual!‘Me and my deprived sexual gratification!’ This thought alone made me stiffen entirely. The sinfully sexy memory of having Skye sandwiched in between Marco and me, taking her front and back and, at the same time– with me in her back door while Marco was upfront. However, every time we get the chance to do it, Skye does not show any signs of want
Skye’s POV“Ohhh, fu–!” My moan was swallowed in the heated kiss that Marco was giving me as Gab was fervently eating my wet pussy like he had been starved for a thousand years. I had to tap the side of his left upper arm to let me catch a breath of air as Marco seemed so eager to devour me to the soul with his hungry kisses. “I have longed to hear the sweet sound of your moans, baby….” Marco whispered huskily. This is what I was craving for, but my imagination did not compare nor give fair justice to what these two were doing to satisfy that longing I had within me. Not that I have told them about it, but when they came to my room after the given time I mentioned to them earlier, I realized I was not ready to chew and swallow the bite that I mindlessly took. “Ggggggg… God! Damn!” I groaned when I felt Gab sucking on that tiny button of pleasure sitting so prettily close to the hood of my soaking-wet and pulsating-in-excitement pussy!“Why, babe? What did you expect we would do on
Marco’s POVI tried to hide my fear for Skye when she mentioned her discomfort being in the actual battle that we spent time planning strategically before executing our attacks. I was worried she was having a hard time in any way concerning the ugly view of the bloody surroundings we had to go through, whether we liked it or not. In the war zone, there are only two options. To kill or to be killed. Mercy is foolishness when the enemy is desperate to stay alive. So, to walk out of a battlefield with a secured and maintained life, the only choice one has is to kill the opponent. Sometimes, shooting the other party somewhere not fatal is an option, but it also falls into a case-by-case situation. I have seen how Skye would despise the sight of blood. Although she seemed tough in everyone’s eyes, I could not help worrying about her most of the time. But whenever I get the chance to keenly and intently watch her reactions, what I would see on her face comforting my wary mind and let go o
Gab’s POVAs per Skye’s request, I did everything I could and the rest of the IT team to dig and find out all about the man named Douglas Cane. I am not very sure I got everything there was to find, but instead of discovering much about his identity, we were able to trace and locate all his properties, and just as the legal documents of the lab where we found him, everything he used to own became Skye’s. According to the records of registered birth, Douglas Cane turned out to be Brandon Ford’s great-grandfather. Brandon’s father was the son of Douglas’ illegitimate daughter. A child he did not know he had with a woman he slept with. He had other children, but they all died before they turned of legal age. Anyone in their family that dies young means they did not possess the blood of their ancestors. But because Douglas did not know about his daughter, who possessed the blood to pass on whatever their ancestors had passed on him, he could not die. He had to make living sacrifices of v