Kelly's POVThe day began like any other. The hum of office chatter, the gentle clinking of coffee mugs, and the rhythmic tapping of keyboards created a soothing atmosphere at the company. For the first time in weeks, I felt a semblance of normalcy. Alex had been more attentive than ever, and the chaos with Holly seemed to have quieted down.I sat at my desk, meticulously going over some reports, my mind drifting back to the necklace Alex had given me. It glinted softly under the fluorescent lights, a constant reminder of his love and protection. But even with the gift around my neck, a faint unease lingered in the back of my mind, an intuition I couldn’t quite shake.The door to the office swung open with a loud thud, jolting me out of my thoughts. All heads turned toward the source of the sound. Holly.She stormed in, her heels clicking angrily against the marble floor, her face twisted in fury. My heart skipped a beat, and I instinctively gripped the edge of my desk. What was she d
Alex’s POVThe house was cloaked in darkness, but my instincts were sharper than ever. My grip on the gun tightened as I pulled Kelly closer to me. “Stay behind me,” I whispered, my voice firm but quiet. I was shaken, but not by fear for myself, but by the fear that Kelly might be in danger.“Alex, please, I don't want to die. What's going on? Kelly’s voice trembled.“I’ll protect you, Kelly,” I replied, my eyes darting toward the sound of approaching footsteps.Then I heard a sinister laugh that sent a chill down my spine. “You thought you could get rid of me, Alex?” Holly’s voice echoed through the dark. She sounded unhinged, and my blood boiled at the realization that she had the audacity to come here. I didn't expect her to act so fast; she's daring.“Holly, you’re making a mistake,” I called out, my tone icy. “Leave now, and I might let you walk out of here alive.”“Oh, Alex,” she sneered. “You always think you’re in control. But not tonight.”Suddenly, the room was illuminated b
Kelly's POVThe morning sunlight poured into the room, but it felt intrusive rather than comforting. My mind was a whirlwind of confusion, guilt, and fear. I sat at my desk in the office, staring at my laptop, yet unable to focus on the spreadsheet in front of me.Alex’s words from last night echoed in my mind: “This is my life, Kelly. There’s no peace in this world.”Was I really in love with a killer? The thought gnawed at me, clawing at the edges of my sanity.Dain's death and Holly's attack have made me feel the danger in Alex's world up close; these are people I know.“Kelly,” a voice snapped me out of my daze. I looked up to see my boss, standing in front of my desk, her brows knitted in concern.“Are you alright? You’ve been staring at your screen for over an hour,” she said, her tone softer than usual. I know this was coming from a place of concern and not nagging.“I’m fine,” I lied, forcing a weak smile.“No, you’re not,” he replied firmly. “This isn’t like you. Your work is
Alex's POV The moment Daniela’s name flashed on my phone, I knew something was wrong. Daniela wasn’t the type to call unless it was important. My chest tightened as I answered. “Daniela,” I said curtly. “What is it?” Her voice was steady, but I could detect a hint of concern. “Alex, I think you need to talk to Kelly.” I leaned back in my chair, my mind already racing. “What’s going on?” “She’s... not herself,” Daniela said carefully. “Her work has been slipping, and she’s distracted all the time. She looks like she’s carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders. Alex, I don’t mean to overstep, but I think it has to do with you.” My grip on the phone tightened. “What did she say?” “She didn’t tell me much,” Daniela admitted. “But I know her, Alex. She’s scared and conflicted. You need to fix this before it breaks her.” Her words hit me like a punch to the gut. Kelly’s recent behavior had been worrying me too, but hearing it from Daniela made it undeniable. “Thanks, Daniela
Kelly’s POVThe steady hum of the office copier filled the room as I sorted through a pile of documents. Work had become my constant companion lately, a welcome distraction. If I wasn’t scheduling meetings or compiling reports, I was learning how Alex’s empire ran; I didn't want to be kept in the dark anymore. It fascinated me how he managed such a sprawling organization with calm precision.But beneath the surface, there was something gnawing at me. College. Or, rather, the lack of it.I paused, staring blankly at my desk. The acceptance letter I’d been waiting for hadn’t come. No polite rejection. Just... silence.My phone buzzed, pulling me from my thoughts. Alex’s name flashed across the screen.“Hello, Mr. Knight,” I said playfully.“Angel,” his voice was warm. “Why so formal?”“Just trying to sound professional,” I teased, tucking the phone between my ear and shoulder.“Am I interrupting?” he asked.“Not at all. What’s up?”“I’m downstairs. Lunch break?”I glanced at the clock a
Kelly’s POV"Kelly! Kelly, wake up!" Alex’s voice jolted me out of a dream I couldn’t quite remember. His hand was warm on my shoulder, shaking me gently.I groaned, rolling over. "Alex, it’s still dark out. What are you doing?""It’s 8 a.m., Angel," he said, his tone playful but firm. "Come on, get dressed. We have somewhere to be."I sat up, blinking. "Somewhere to be? On a Sunday? Alex, I had plans to sleep in and maybe binge-watch some crime drama."He grinned. "Well, your plans just changed. Trust me, you’ll love this.""Do I at least get a hint?""Not a chance," he said, tugging the blanket off me. "Now hurry up. I’ll be downstairs. You have twenty minutes."I groaned again but swung my legs off the bed. "Fine, but this better be worth it."By the time I made it downstairs, dressed in jeans and a cozy sweater, Alex was leaning against the kitchen counter, sipping coffee. He looked up and smiled. "Ready?""As ready as I’ll ever be," I said, grabbing the cup he’d set out for me. "
Alex’s POVThe soft hum of my office heater was the only noise as I leaned back in my chair, reviewing our latest quarterly reports. My focus was razor-sharp; after all, I had an empire to run. I didn't want this to be a front anymore; I want something more legal for Kelly's sake. Yet, as always, thoughts of Kelly lingered at the edges of my mind.Her birthday had been a success. She was radiant, happy, and, most importantly, by my side. Everything I did was for her, whether she realized it or not.The intercom on my desk crackled, breaking my concentration. "Mr. Bloodhound" came from the voice of Paul, one of the security guards stationed downstairs."Yes?" I responded, sitting up straight."Sir, there’s a situation with your car. One of the rear tires is punctured. It looks deliberate," he said, his voice unusually tense."Deliberate? How certain are you?""Very certain, sir. Should I have it inspected further?""Stay there. I’ll send someone to check it out," I said, immediately en
Alex’s POVThe morning after the attack, I woke to the quiet tension that had filled the house. Kelly was still asleep, her figure serene in the soft morning light. For a moment, I let myself breathe. I needed this—the calm before the storm.Downstairs in my office, Marcus and Daniela were already waiting for me. The air was charged with unspoken thoughts.“Boss,” Marcus began, “we finished going through the car and found this.”He handed me a manila folder.I flipped it open, scanning the contents. My stomach twisted into a knot as I read the message inside:“Hello, Alex. You thought I’d fade into the shadows, but I always leave a trail. Evidence of your little empire’s skeletons is in my hands. I’m not looking to sell it to the authorities yet... but I want you to think carefully about what I can do with it. Choose wisely, darling. Gina.”Attached were photos of documents—some real, others fabricated—that painted a damning picture of my business dealings. She had also included incri
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