Kira’s POVThe next time I woke up, it was already past 2 pm. The room was quiet and slightly dark. I toss from one side of the bed to the other before finally sitting up. I felt relieved and strengthened. The pains were all gone but I still had to listen to Jonas advice. Taking two days off from everything Although he said a week, I don't think I can take a week off and the whole world will still be intact. I just need to take a few days off and my strength will return. I took my bath and dressed up in jean shorts and a V-neck top. Picking up my phone, I made my way out of the room towards the living room. I was starving. “Bella!” I called as I made my way to the dining. The place was unusually quiet, making me wonder what's been going on all morning. “Bella…” This time she came out of the kitchen,“You’re awake, ma’am Kira,” “Hm, get me something to eat,” I ordered as I sat on the dining chair, “Where is everybody?” I asked Bella before she could disappear into the Kitchen.“I
Kira's POVAfter lunch, I walked around the mansion, and Bella decided to join me. I haven’t really spent time doing this since Jones died. We used to do this on my request, we would take a stroll and talk and laugh. The man really had a way of making me feel wanted and loved except that I knew his plans, I knew what was driving him to do all that he was doing.“Ma’am Kira, can I ask you a question?” Bella finally spoke up. I knew she had something on her mind ever since I was eating,“What is it?” I asked.“It’s about the man you were with… sir Ashton”“Hm” I plucked one of the flowers and began to cut off the petals. “Sir Ashton kept speaking about how he wishes to end you, why do you keep letting them stay?” Her voice filled with concern and I smiled. “Good reasons, Bella. Good reasons” I answered. I saw the looks on her face when Ashton said those words to me. I am sure she was expecting me to bury a bullet in his head. I walked ahead of her, there were some people who were ma
Kira's POV.“Where were we?” I asked after taking a sip. “How we don't think a woman can rule the empire”The smile on my face never faltered, though a cold fire burned in my eyes. "Is that so?" I said softly, swirling the wine in my glass. "And why is that? Because I lack the necessary anatomy? Or because you think I’m incapable of the ruthlessness required? Huh, Mr...""Larry, Larry Enzo.""Great, now tell me more Mr Larry." I urged, looking at him with a smirk.The caftan-wearing man, Larry, leaned forward, his eyes narrowing. "It's not about anatomy, Kira. It’s about strength, control, and respect. Can you command the same fear and loyalty that Jones did? Do you know how many years it took Jones to create this dreaded mafia?"I walked around slowly, my hips swaying seductively and I could see their lustful eyes gazing at me. I'm a mistress of seduction and I know that, I'm fucking confident that whatever I want, I get. "Fear? Loyalty? Oh, Mr. Larry, you underestimate me. Fear is
Kira's POV. I paced the room, feeling restless and my brain suddenly seems to have deserted me because no matter how hard I try to think, nothing was coming forth, it was like someone had robbed me of my brain and no matter how hard I fucking try to think, nothing was working for me and it's killing me! "Fuck! What am I gonna do?" I mumbled and ripped my fragile top away from my body because I was suddenly feeling hot due to the tight position I've been thrown into. I knew this was coming, I knew but I never knew it would be this bad. This was the main problem I was expecting and not those little shitty problems that had been coming my way ever since I took over the empire.The powerful five, I can't fight them; if I wanna win this and reign supreme ruler, I need them by my side and I need to get them no matter what. Without their votes, heading the empire would be hard but not impossible.I can decide to challenge them and I can but that would cause a war and that would definitely
Kira's POV Something inside me snapped. The calm, controlled exterior I had been struggling to maintain shattered into a thousand pieces. I lunged at Lance with insane speed, my hand grabbing the knife from the table. "You think you can hurt me?" I hissed, slashing the knife across his face. Blood sprayed, and he screamed, stumbling back, his hands flying to his cheek in shock and pain. Watching the blood ooze from the cut delighted me... It was a mistake on my part to think that I'll relate calmly with these fools, they're not fucking worth it! The room had already erupted into chaos as most of them moved far away from me, but I didn’t care. I could only see Lance, his eyes wide with shock and pain. "You think you can control me, huh?" I sped towards him and slashed at him again, this time cutting deep into his arm. "You think you can break me?" Another cut, this one across his chest and more blood gushed out. I speed up and strike him so fast that he didn't even see me comi
Ashton's POVThere's never a day in this mansion that there wasn't a drama or another. I was still out when I received a call from Lance, the way he bragged and laughed out loud saying Kira would soon be out of this house, made me curious to know why he had made that statement. I have come to believe that the girl was more than just a girl, she's extraordinary with supernatural strength because how does she always end up the victor even when at the beginning it was as if her world was about to end? It was first from the club where I heard she took over in one night, to the companies, the properties at almost every part of the world, the family mansion, the casinos and she was even dragged to court. The court case went in her favor, the death of Richard was long forgotten and Monica hasn't been heard of since she was taken away by the police. Kira was unstoppable and untouchable so hearing Lance's words over the phone made me really wonder what exactly they had in mind this time. Ca
Kira’s POV“Kira, you’re making a huge mistake,” Denver stated walking closer to me. He had been quiet all these while even when I was dealing with Lance, hearing him speak right now made me certain that this was actually a huge blow to all of them.“No darling, actually, this is one of the best decisions I have ever made. Now, I’m beginning to wonder why I haven’t done this since the beginning. I just said it now and I could already feel the peace in my heart,” my voice filled with relief.Ashton’s gaze remained on me; he was staring at me intensely like he was searching within my soul. Or does he think he wasn’t included?“You cannot do this to us!” Mira’s voice was sharper than it should have been, even though I could still hear the trembling in them,“Raise your voice one more time and you won’t be any different from the man on the ground,” I threatened. I wasn’t going to take nonsense from anybody anymore.Because I chose to dine with them, one of them had slapped me, the audacit
KIRA’S POV“Mr Ashton”, I finally moved my eyes from his naked inked chest to his face, “What do I owe this surprise visit?” My eyes are trying to stay focused on his and not his naked chest.Only he can be crazy as not to knock on my door before entering, he's an asshole in every aspect and I hate to love it. His eyes scanned me and I couldn't ignore the tingling sensation that suddenly enveloped me but he would never know... I'm pretty good at hiding what I feel now. "Don't make me ask twice Mr. Ashton." “I noticed Denver was here a while ago” he stepped further into the room, then he kicked the door closed with one of his legs. “Yes, Denver was here. I didn’t know you had changed profession and is now a spy” I smiled. My hands on my knees, my legs crossed and my eyes staring squarely at him with my head a bit raised."When it comes to you, I've become a lot of things." He smiled and despite not wanting to play his game, despite wanting to kick his ass out of my room like Denver
Kira's POV. The moment I stepped into the room, I kicked off my heels and peeled off my gown, letting it pool around my feet. The cool air kissed my skin as I moved toward the massive bathroom. The hum of the night—the blood, the fury, the triumph—clung to me like a second skin. I needed a long, scorching shower to wash away the remnants of that bastard's existence.I turned on the faucet, letting the water roar to life. Steam filled the room, wrapping around me like a warm embrace. As the heat rose, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror—bloodstained, victorious, untouchable."I feel good," Morana cackled in my head, her voice filled with savage glee.I smiled, unable to deny the mutual satisfaction. "We deserve this victory, Mo. Every damn second of it."Her growl was soft but approving. "We do. But you know what would make this bath even better?"I froze, sensing exactly where this was going."We should wait for Ash to come join us," she purred, her tone dripping with mischief
The room was buzzing, pulsing with fear and anticipation. The moment Denver’s order left his lips, time seemed to slow. His men hesitated, their fingers tightening on the triggers but not pulling.Denver’s expression twisted with fury as he barked, "I said shoot this bitch and her dog down!"The room remained eerily silent. Not a single gunshot sounded. The men glanced nervously at each other, confusion spreading like wildfire.Ashton chuckled darkly beside me, lowering his gun just slightly. "What’s wrong, Denver? Lost your voice, or did your army grow a conscience?"Denver’s eyes darted around, his face contorting with disbelief. "Why aren’t you shooting?" he demanded, his voice rising with panic.I stepped forward, my heels clicking against the marble floor. The crowd’s whispers grew louder. I stopped just a few feet away from Denver and tilted my head. "You’re such a fool, Denver," I purred. "Did you really think you were still in control?"His eyes widened as realization set in.
Kira's POVThe grand chandelier above cast dazzling lights across the room as the auction officially began. Whispers filled the air like the hum of an ominous song as guests straightened in their seats, their eyes fixed on the stage.The sleek man in the velvet tuxedo spread his arms wide, a showman through and through. "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the highlight of the night. Our first masterpiece—a golden missile prototype engineered to bypass even the most advanced supernatural shields. Crafted with precision, it’s as beautiful as it is deadly. The bidding starts at 500,000 dollars."A hush followed, only to be shattered by the first bid."Five hundred and fifty thousand!" someone shouted from the corner."Six hundred thousand," another man in an emerald green suit raised his hand."Seven hundred!" came a voice from a table near the bar.I watched the spectacle with faint amusement, leaning into Ashton. "Children squabbling over crumbs."He chuckled, his fingers tracing absent
Kira's POV. "Let's enjoy the party, daddy, there's still a few hours till the auctioning, let's mingle and make new friends." I mind linked Ashton who was really impatient, he badly wants to go into action immediately but that would be no fun, I want to teach that modafucker a bitter sweet lesson. "Still can't believe you want to buy the weapons at the auction when you can just kill him and take back what's yours." He replied back and I chuckled, reaching for the nearest cherry and popping into my mouth. The party was in full swing but my fun hadn't started yet, it will when the auction starts. I was about to ask Ashton to dance with me when someone cleared his throat and judging from Mo's angry growl, I bet it was Denver, that fucker. Our masks conceal us well but I still have this ting of fear that he might discover us, not that I care, if he discovers us, he'll just ruin my fun, so I have to make sure to remain hidden. "You're definitely the hottest woman in the room, care to d
Kira's POV. "What did you say that modafucker is doing with my money?!" I asked angrily and Jonas sighed, handing me an invitation card to a party, not just any damn party, it was one of the biggest held judging from the caliber of people invited. Damn that fucker! "Arrange my private jet, I'm gonna pay that damn fool a visit, he stole my money and..." I paused and took in a deep breath to calm my raging nerves. "Going there will be extremely dangerous ma'am, the gathering isn't just about the party, he's going to be selling the weapons he stole there, the whole party shit is just a cover up and it's very private, only a select few will be attending." Jonas explained and I just chuckled. "I'm not going there as Kira, it's a masked party so I'll just go disguised as another but first, I need to go shopping, go get Ashton, we're going shopping and prepare my jet, we fly in two hours time."Jonas gave me a wary look but nodded. "Understood, ma'am." He turned and left to carry out my
Kira's point of view. I was pacing around my office like a restless psychopath, I was mad, so fucking mad and I want to kill some Moda fucking son of a bitch. "I told ya, I never trust Denver, he's a smart ass idiot, he came to you, gained your trust and made away with your millions of dollars plus sophisticated weapons worth billions, he got guts though, he's not scared of dying " Ashton chuckled, sipping his champagne without a care in the world and all I wanted to do was take that glass of champagne and empty it on his head.His fucking step brother betrayed me and now he's telling me shit! I hate that he's wrong but damn him. I slammed my hands on the desk, making the glass of champagne in Ashton’s hand wobble. "You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?" I hissed, my eyes narrowing at his amused smirk. "Your stepbrother just ran off with my money and weapons, and all you can do is sit there sipping champagne like it’s a fucking joke!"Ashton raised an eyebrow, taking another slow sip b
Ashton's POV.The early morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in a soft golden hue. My eyes fluttered open, the lingering haze of sleep still clouding my thoughts. The first thing I noticed was warmth—the kind of warmth that only came from her.Kira.Her bare skin pressed against mine, her body molded perfectly along my side. Her dark hair spilled across the pillow like a silken wave, framing her serene face. She looked peaceful—too peaceful for someone who carried so much rage and pain. My gaze traced the delicate curve of her bare shoulder, the dip of her spine, and the way her soft breaths made her chest rise and fall.Damn... Those God damn boobs, they drive me wild. A surge of desire shot through me, hot and primal.She stirred slightly, her leg brushing against mine. That single touch unraveled my control. I ran my hand down the length of her back, feeling the way her body arched instinctively toward me, even in sleep."You're driving me insane, Kira,"
Kira's POV. "How much longer are you gonna watch them argue amongst themselves?" Ashton asked, pulling me closer to himself and I chuckled, trying so hard to keep my happiness in but I couldn't, watching the triplets fight amongst themselves was a pleasure on its own. I know the fight is far from over but we are getting closer to their separation and once they do, it will be easier to take them down one by one. Fuck. This is thrilling. "I'm just so excited Ash, it's a dream come true, very soon, I'll get my babies back and I'll so much enjoy killing those triplets for everything they've done to me." I giggled like a child and the smile that he gave me was simply breathtaking. "What?" I pouted, dropping on the bed and he just chuckled and dropped a kiss on my forehead, an action that got goosebumps on my body. "I just genuinely love seeing you happy. You're behaving like a child and that makes me love you more." He confessed and my chest tightened. "I told you not to love me, As
The tension in the grand mansion of the alpha triplets was so thick that even everyone could feel it. The air heated with unease as Christopher stormed down the corridor, his face a mask of rage. Every step he took echoed ominously, forewarning an inevitable storm. He'd forgiven most of the sins of his brothers but this... Dammit! Nicolas tried to escape with the kids, Micheal tried other shit and he overlooked it but this... This can not be ignored. ---Inside the meeting room, Michael sat at the long mahogany table, sipping his drink nonchalantly, unaware of the chaos that was about to descend upon him. Nicholas was absent, likely off brooding in his quarters as usual. But it was Michael whom Christopher sought.The door slammed open with such force that the hinges groaned in protest. Michael’s head snapped up, his casual demeanor replaced by a flicker of confusion. Christopher’s fury was palpable, his eyes dark with betrayal as he threw a leather-bound folder onto the table. The