KELLY’S POVThe soft tapping on my shoulder pulled me out of my sleep. My eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the dimly lit room. Standing above me, hands in his pockets and an unreadable expression on his face, was Alex. His presence filled the room, radiating authority and an undercurrent of something darker.“Alex,” I mumbled, sitting up. My voice was groggy from sleep, and my heart quickened. “You’re back.I've waited for you all day.“Yes, I am.” His tone was calm, almost too calm, like the surface of a still lake hiding something dangerous beneath. “All day? I came in late because I had an engagement this evening that took me off balance, he said and quickly added “We need to talk, Kelly.”I tensed at his words, the unease from the previous day rushing back. My eyes flickered to the clock on the wall. It was nearly midnight.“Talk about what?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady, though my pulse betrayed me, thundering in my ears.He moved to the chair near the window and sat
ALEX’S POVThe soft light of the early morning filtered through the curtains of my office, but I couldn’t focus on the papers sprawled across my desk. My mind replayed the events of the night before like a broken record. Kelly’s tear-streaked face. The crack in her voice as she accused me of being someone she couldn’t trust. The way she looked at me as if I was a monster.I leaned back in my chair, running a hand over my face. I’d never felt this way before, this gnawing guilt about who I am. My world wasn’t built for softness or second chances, and yet, Kelly made me question everything. Her words last night had cut deeper than I wanted to admit.I hadn’t meant to scare her, but my tone, my actions—they were born of habit, of survival. She didn’t understand the darkness I lived in. How could she? She was light in a world of shadows, and I’d dragged her into my chaos.But I had to make it right.Standing, I paced the length of the room, my polished shoes echoing on the marble floor. A
KELLY'S POVThe silence of my room was deafening, broken only by the occasional rustle of leaves brushing against the window. I couldn’t shake the echo of Alex’s words from earlier tonight."By fifteen, I’d taken my first life."He had delivered the confession with a calmness that was chilling, but his eyes betrayed him. Beneath the steely exterior, there was pain, guilt, and a weariness I hadn’t fully grasped until that moment. The weight of those words pressed on my chest, making it hard to breathe.I lay sprawled on the bed, staring at the ceiling, willing sleep to come. But how could I sleep after hearing that? My thoughts raced, colliding into one another like waves crashing against a rocky shore.Who was Alex, really? Was he a protector, a savior who had risked everything to keep me safe? Or was he something darker, someone whose past was too dangerous to outrun?And yet, despite the turmoil in my mind, I couldn’t deny the pull I felt toward him. It wasn’t just his mysterious al
Alexander's POVThe early morning sun filtered through the blinds in my office, casting long streaks of light across the polished floor. I swirled the amber liquid in my glass, though it was far too early for bourbon. My thoughts were tangled, replaying last night’s meeting with Devon. Every word, every smirk, was etched in my mind like a puzzle begging to be solved.Finn strode in without knocking, his usual casual confidence exuding from every movement. He dropped a file on my desk before taking a seat across from me."Well?" he asked, leaning back. "How’d it go with Devon?""Exactly as I expected," I replied, setting the glass down. "He’s playing the long game, but it’s not as clever as he thinks. He wants to make his move, Finn, and he thinks I’m too distracted to see it coming."Finn frowned, tapping his fingers on the armrest. "And the part where he blatantly admitted to wanting your company? Bold. Too bold. What’s the play now?"I leaned forward, resting my elbows on the desk.
Kelly’s POVDaniela’s energy was like a storm when she entered a room—impossible to ignore. She swept into my space early the next morning, carrying a bag that seemed far too heavy for someone in heels that high.“Good morning, sunshine!” She announced, dropping the bag onto the floor with a loud thud.I groaned from my spot on the couch. “Why are you so loud? It’s barely 7 a.m.”“Because today is the day,” she said with a sly grin. “The day we turn you into a phoenix.”“What does that even mean?” I sat up, wincing as my shoulder protested the movement. The stab wound was healing, but it still ached, reminding me of the price I’d paid for being a best friend and a lovely girlfriend.Daniela perched on the armrest of the couch, her sharp eyes scanning me like a sculptor sizing up a block of marble. “It means you’re about to rise from the ashes, darling. No offense, but you look like someone who’s been through hell. I know I helped pick a line of clothes for you the last time, but I thi
Kelly’s POVThe next few days passed in a whirlwind of routines I never thought I’d experience. Daniela wasn’t just persistent—she was relentless. My mornings started with grueling workouts that made every muscle in my body protest, but I couldn’t deny the strange satisfaction that came with pushing myself.Plans for my school were also in place; I was less bored.True to her word, she didn’t let my injuries excuse me completely, but she was mindful enough to adjust the intensity when I felt I couldn’t continue. Her sarcastic remarks and blunt humor somehow made the sessions bearable, even when I wanted to collapse on the mat and pretend the world didn’t exist.“Do you feel that burn?” Daniela asked one morning, hands on her hips as she watched me struggle through a set of lunges.“Feel it? I’m pretty sure my legs are about to disown me,” I replied, gritting my teeth.She smirked. “Good. That means it’s working. Pain is weakness leaving the body, Kelly. Remember that.”As much as I ha
Kelly’s POVThe morning sun streamed through the large windows of the mansion, its golden rays bouncing off the polished floors. As I descended the grand staircase, I heard hushed voices coming from the sitting room. Curious, I crept closer, pausing just outside the door.“Time is running out, Alex,” Daniela’s voice was sharp, cutting through the stillness. “If you don’t move soon, we’ll lose any leverage we have.”“I know,” Alex replied, his tone heavy. “But pushing her too fast could backfire. She needs more time.”“You’re gambling with her life,” Daniela shot back. “If she’s not ready when they come—”“She’ll be ready,” Alex interrupted, his voice steely. “I won’t let anything happen to her.”My heart pounded as I leaned against the wall, trying to process their words. Who was coming? And what kind of leverage were they talking about?The floor creaked beneath my foot, and their voices abruptly stopped. Before I could retreat, Alex’s commanding voice called out, “Kelly, you can com
Alex’s POVMy phone buzzed sharply, cutting through the relative silence of the study. Finn’s name lit up the screen.“Boss, you’re about to miss your flight,” Finn said without preamble.I frowned, glancing at the clock. “I’m not late. I’m ready to leave the mansion. Did something come up? Weather? Some last-minute change in the schedule?”“It’s not the weather,” Finn said grimly. “It’s Devon. He knows about the summit in Bangladesh. He’s got men both here and waiting for you there.”“What the hell are you talking about?” I snapped, straightening in my chair.“He wasn’t bluffing when he said he’d go after the business,” Finn replied. “This is more than just a message. It’s an ambush.”“How did you find out?” I demanded.“Our security detail in Bangladesh flagged a suspicious personnel change. Someone swapped our regular guys for a new team. I looked into them. Turns out they’ve worked for Devon before. It’s not a coincidence, Alex.”“And you’re sure?”Finn didn’t hesitate. “Positive.
Kelly’s POVThe problem with being married to a stubborn man was that he thought he could bulldoze through life by ignoring emotions, the only thing that has his emotions is me and shutting me out is not a big deal I guess.Unfortunately for Alex, I was equally stubborn—and much louder.I lay awake that night, staring at the ceiling, listening to Alex’s even breathing. But I knew better. He wasn’t asleep. He was too still. His body was too tense. His mind was spinning, and he was doing that thing where he thought he could outthink reality.I sighed, shifting slightly. “Are you going to tell me what’s going on, or do I have to start throwing pillows at your head until you break?”Silence.I smirked. "Okay, pillow attack it is."His large hand shot out, catching my wrist before I could reach for one. "Go to sleep, Kelly, I'm not in the mood for this right now, I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me""Not happening, buddy." I twisted my wrist free and propped myself on my elbow. "You
Kelly’s POVDid he just walk out on me again and think a kiss will suffice? This is not the Alex I knew, I'm supposed to understand but I don't want to keep blaming the pregnancy but I'm stressed!.I'm tired of actually sitting home all day, going to the hospital it's fucking the same routine and now Alex my soul source old comfort is battling his own demons, I want to help but he keeps shutting me out. God!!!! I needed a break. A long one. Preferably one that involved me on a beach, sipping something cold, and watching the waves roll in.But since that wasn’t happening, I figured retail therapy would do.I grabbed my purse and left the house, ignoring the way Alex was still brooding over his mother’s sudden reappearance in his life. I wanted to be there for him, I really did, but there was only so much moody silence I could take before I started losing my mind.The driver, a well-built man named Chris, was already waiting beside the car when I stepped outside. He opened the door, bu
Alex’s POVThe clock on my office wall ticked steadily, a rhythmic sound that usually blended into the background. But not today. Today, it felt deafening.Across from me sat a man I had never seen before, yet he carried an air of familiarity that unsettled me. His brown eyes held an emotion I refused to acknowledge, hope. I saw a man who looked like me!. It's true, my mom's son."Who are you?" I asked, my voice devoid of warmth.He didn’t flinch. Instead, he exhaled slowly and met my gaze head-on."My name is Richard Hale," he said. Then, after a pause, he dropped the bombshell. "I’m your brother." The bastard knew!. This isn't mere coincidence.I stared at him, waiting for the punchline. When none came, I leaned back in my chair and let out a short, humorless laugh."I don’t recall having a brother," I said coolly.Richard studied me carefully. "We have the same mother."The words sent a jolt through me, but I didn’t let it show. Instead, I folded my hands on the desk, keeping my ex
Kelly’s POVI stood in front of the mirror, adjusting my dress for the third time. The baby bump had made choosing outfits a mission, but I wasn’t in the mood for anything too tight or uncomfortable today. I need more maternity gowns, I had my routine check-up at the hospital, and as much as I hated hospitals, I knew it was necessary, at least for the baby.Alex was sitting on the edge of the bed, flipping through his phone, looking every bit as relaxed as I was anxious, we just had breakfast, maybe that's why my stomach is bigger, or not, this baby is growing super fast. I looked at myself and smiled, I was becoming a mother!."You know, you're supposed to come with me, right?" I said, turning to him.He barely glanced up. "Come with you where?"I rolled my eyes. "To the hospital. It’s supposed to be me and my partner,that’s you, in case you forgot it helps us bond with the baby on a parent-baby level and makes us more excited and involved in this together.Alex exhaled dramatically.
Kelly’s POVI lay on the bed, my head propped against Alex’s chest as I slowly licked the ice cream he’d given me, I wasn't entirely comfortable because I've added so much weight and I always feel like I'm now weighing too much for him to handle. My brain was still reeling from the day’s events, but exhaustion was kicking in fast. I needed sleep desperately. But instead, my mind decided to fixate on the one thing I’d been avoiding.The baby’s name.I don't know why Alex is refusing me to read the letter or not telling me the detailed content, but I know it's something that has to do with me.I glanced up at Alex, who was staring at me like he was trying to mind-read.“What?” I asked, narrowing my eyes.“You’re thinking about that letter,” he said, setting his spoon down.“No, I’m thinking about our baby’s name.” I frowned. “Wait babe, are you thinking about that letter?”“No,” he lied.“Yes, you are, else why was that the first question that came to your mind.”“No, I’m not, I don't j
Alex POV Kelly's eyes were already filled with tears, but she had an irritable look on her face, she gagged, I knew what was coming. I led her to find a bathroom, she was throwing up before we got to the scene.“Clean that up” I told the one of the security that followed us in, motioning to the point Mrs Nicole lifeless body laid.“Atleast check for a pulse or something, she might still be alive”. Kelly said faintly after I gave the order, she didn't want to accept the death, I allowed her to cry as much as she wanted. I could not quite understand how close they were. Or was she just feeling guilty.“Say something Alex, she might have a weak pulse let's call the ambulance” I just stood there looking at her not saying anything, she was grieving. She walked out of the bathroom making for Mrs Nicole's body, but stopped on the sight again. She took a step back and held her stomach, I rushed to her side to hold her from behind.“What's wrong babe? If you are not feeling well we can leave”
Alex’s POVI watched as Kelly sat on the couch, her fingers drumming nervously against her thigh, her thighs have become thicker. The events of the day had clearly unsettled her, but she was trying to hold it together. I admired that about her; her resilience, her ability to keep pushing forward even when the world seemed determined to break her.After Finn left, we retired to the room and she did her skin routine, not much just some minor cleaning.“I wonder how hard all these must be for Mrs Nicole, she's always so nice, and now she has to be a victim of Holly's decisions, how did they get to find her?” Kelly asked even without turning to look at me.“Trust me Kelly, if I want to know anything about anyone I will, I have the means and resources, it's same as the black bullet clan only that they use people, it's a world of you scratch my back I scratch yours, and what's more scary about them, they call it a brotherhood hence you see his followers doing stupid things even as far as dy
Alex’s POVThat bastard!I clenched my fists, suppressing the surge of fury rising in my chest. The audacity. The manipulation. The sheer nerve of whoever was pulling the strings behind this. Why did they want Kelly arrested?.Mrs. Nicole’s eyes were steady on me, but I saw the hesitation in them, the doubt creeping in, the weight of what she had just said."The real enemy isn’t the Black Bullet Clan… It’s the one closest to Kelly."And then, with quiet calculation, she added, “That’s you, isn’t it?, I mean you're her fiance, Kelly is what she is because of you, I know you understand that if she's in danger it's because of you”.I inhaled sharply. “No.” My voice was firm, unwavering. “That’s exactly what they want you to believe, If I were the threat I wouldn't be here with security details on you and asking you to leave so they don't harm you.”Mrs. Nicole studied me, her fingers tightening slightly around the glass she held. “And why would they want me to believe that?”I exhaled, l
Mrs. Nicole’s POVThe café was quiet except for the soft hum of classical music playing in the background. I sat at a corner table, my fingers idly tracing the rim of my teacup as I replayed the conversation from earlier in my mind.The man who had approached me had been well-dressed, polite even, but there had been something unsettling about him the way his sharp eyes held too much knowledge, the way his voice carried a weight of certainty."Your daughter, Holly, was part of a team. A very dangerous team."I had frowned at that. I knew Holly had secrets—had always been drawn to the shadows—but I had never imagined my daughter would be involved in something so… calculated. The image of her corpse came to my mind as I struggle bit to let the tears drop, I couldn't imagine, Holly has been an active baby with very sensitive emotions but she managed to cut off the moment she found out something was wrong."She wasn’t innocent, Mrs. Nicole," the man had continued, his voice smooth. "And