BLAIR’S POV CONTINUES“This is an age long business rivalry Blair, and it's war.” Brian threw it to my face.“I lost my father to this, and my twin Bruce,” Brian spoke from a depth of pain. “So, yes! It's very much personal,” Steven bent his head, supporting it in his palms. “Winchester is a very competitive business world, Blair, and all is not in black and white,” Brian said. His tone revealed peak emotions, and seeing him resulting in an outburst filled me with fear. “If not for whoever these monsters are, my father would still be alive, and so would Bruce,” he said, pointing out the door, “heck, I would have been dead, If not for Steven here,” he said. “And I am getting no rest, until every last one of them, everyone is resting six feet in the belly of mother earth,” he said, finishing with heavy breaths. He stared at me, breathing heavily with bloodshot eyes, like a monster that was about to devour me. I was trembling in fear, and couldn't also deal with his outbursts. “T
BLAIR'S POV CONTINUESIt took two days to get a stable location for Master X. For the next two days, we watched the red, blinking dot on the digital map move from country to country. Master X didn't find any rest in forty-eight hours, and we grew weary of following beelines. Brian barely spoke to me or Steven during those two days, seeming absent-minded and intensely focused on the map, taking sips from his wine glass. His behavior in the last forty-eight hours was worrying, and Steven insisted we didn't engage him beyond what he was willing to share. He had developed a strong drinking habit; his wine glass never left his hand, nor was it ever empty. Anytime I tried to speak, Steven would immediately signal me to let him be. We were both worried about Brian, and I feared he might hurt himself, but Steven didn't think of that.It was day three of watching an unstable criminal across the globe, but this time, it didn't take more than three hours for the tracking dot to come to a st
BRIAN'S POV I watched Blair, her head on my shoulder, and felt a pang of guilt. I wasn't about to get her involved in my problems, especially not this one. Excluding Steven, I felt a strong need to deal with this on my own. I wanted to uncover Mr. X's identity before sending him to hell, where he belonged."Brian, come on," Steven called from behind as we arrived at our destination. I picked her up, slung her over my shoulder, and followed him. "Brian?" Steven called inquisitively, his voice laced with fear and curiosity, as he saw me carrying her. "What did you do?""No time for questions," I replied, placing her in the back seat of the waiting vehicle. Steven watched, frozen, as I did so. "Come on," I called, hanging by the driver's seat door. He took slow, heavy steps to the car, and I sped off as soon as he got in.It was about an hour's drive to the booked apartment, and Steven wouldn't stop glancing back at Blair. "Come on, she's alive," I said. He stared at me like a
BRIAN'S POV CONTINUES We arrived at a small wooden cabin, with two rooms and basic furnishings at Singapore in the city of Yishun. The living room only had two couches directly opposite each other at the left end and the living room was about five square meters, with a four person dining table to the right. Opposite the dining room was the entrance to two bedrooms, whose doors were directly opposite each other, separated by a little lobby. I took Blair to the bedroom on the right, which had a one hundred and twenty centimeter size bed, covered in white beddings. Steven occupied the other room, and I quickly freshened up, meeting him in the living room twenty minutes later. He was sipping a cup of hot beverage, and he immediately handed me a cup, as soon as I got out. I took a seat opposite him at the dining table and took the beverage, feeling very refreshed. It was a small, square, glass table, having one chair on each side, leaving the occupants of each side not very far apa
BRIAN'S POV CONTINUES I slowly opened my eyes and found myself bound hands and legs in the penthouse, with Steven beside me. We were seated, with our legs folded to cause our heels to touch our buttocks, and our knees to our faces. We were in the luxurious room, tied opposite the giant bed, with a study desk and chair at the other side of the bed, facing the window, which had a beautiful view of the luxurious swimming facility. I stretched my hands to touch Steven, who was still fast asleep, until he got up. “Huh,” he regained consciousness in the most confused state. “We're here as captives man,” as soon as he regained consciousness. “What is happening?” Steven asked the obvious question. I still couldn't understand it. “I'll tell you what is going on,” we heard the animated voice in the room. The chair at the study desk turned around, revealing Master X, the man with the mask. “Brian, Brian, Brian,” he called with emphasis, getting out of the chair and walking towards us.
BRIAN'S POV CONTINUES We were barely a minute drive away from the penthouse, when it went up in flames. I was shaken to my bones in shock and Steven manned the wheels. “What just happened?” I kept looking back at the burning penthouse. It was far away from town and no house could be found within a thirty mile radius. Steven was so calm and collected, and I couldn't begin to wrap my head around how he wasn't awed by the incident. ‘Why was Stacy there? Why did she let us go, after being the very reason we were trapped?’ These questions worried my heart as we drove back. The entire reason for John Dowey hunting me was still the most crazy thing I had heard in a long while, and I wasn't quite delighted that he was burning in the explosion. I needed him in custody, I had lots of questions for him and also needed more information from him about the family background. We never really grew up with any family in sight so I couldn't trace my father's background and I needed to validate
BRIAN’S POV CONTINUES There was no stopping Stacy, and just like that, we were on a trip back to Winchester with her. I fought the urge to ask questions like, ‘How did you make it out of the penthouse? Where's John Dowey? Why were you ever in the penthouse?’ It just seemed like an insensitive thing to do, considering that she let us go, putting her life at risk. Steven and I sitting side by side with each other kept taking glances at each other, and then staring at her through the rearview mirror. It was an awfully quiet drive and we finally arrived at the pickup location at 6am. We boarded the private airplane to Winchester, and I was shivering in my seat, knowing that Blair could wake up any moment, and finding Stacy here would be something I didn't want to explain, something I had no explanation for. Steven and I sat a distance away from Stacy, finally allowing us some space to talk. “What is going on, Brian?” Steven queried. “I don't know, you tell me!” I replied. We kep
BLAIR'S POVI woke up on the plane, feeling a bit dizzy. I barely had any memories, and my head ached terribly. It took a couple of minutes to recollect my last memory; a drink from Brian. ‘Were we still on the trip to Singapore?’ ‘Damn! How long was this trip?’ I gathered myself together, getting out of my seat, walking back, where I heard voices arising from. I found a tall, fair lady, with brown, bouncy hair and a banging shape from behind, sitting beside Steven, in an opposite direction. The legs of a man sticking in between her opened legs.‘Please, don't be Brian,’ I prayed, even though Steven's fearful look confirmed my suspicion. She had her breasts in his face, covering it, but her face was bent towards his and they appeared locked in a kiss from my view. “What is going on here?” I asked.I struggled to stay coordinated, so they didn't notice how shaky I was. I also struggled to process a million emotions at the same time. The sting of betrayal, rage, the pain of a h
BLAIR’S POV My family was happy. I just became the owner of one of the high-ranking companies in Vegas. My boy just turned one, how could I not be ready. Now I could categorically say that my life had never been happier. All I had been fighting for, for as long as I could remember and now had, and the very last thing on my list, was getting married to the one man that had been able to love me, through thick, thin, storm, hails, the rain of fire, brimstone and Sulphur. Through fairly good times and the bad times, through moments where I struggled to love myself. I couldn’t be more delighted. Contrary to Brian’s request, we were having a quiet wedding with the people that mattered the most to us. The very ones who watched our love story began in the craziest of ways, the ones who loved us through the toughest times and encouraged us to love each other through what felt like the possible. Tears flowed down my cheeks, with no apologies whatsoever to my makeup, as II walked down the
BLAIR’S POV I stood in front of the court, with a racing heart. For the last three months, we had been going back and forth with the company’s case in court and this was the day for the court’s final verdict. With Jennifer’s help, we were able to pull down some of the board members, who were then in the picture and they had given their testimonies to the best of their knowledge at the time.Some of them had also patched their relationship with my father, understanding that at the time, he was being manipulated and couldn’t have been able to help himself. The others thought it was wise to maintain their distance, saying that they were only offering the help they could for mine and Jennifer’s sake and didn’t think it was necessary to have a continuing relationship with my father. In it and through it all, we were grateful that they even showed up, some of which were outside the country already, but all returned for a justifiable cause.“Common, let’s go. I know we have this.” Brian
BLAIR’S POV “Blair!” she ran to me with a hug,This was not one of Jennice’s tricks at all. It really was Jennifer. I was filled with awe. “What?” Jennice asked. “You really didn’t think I was going to let that evil sister of mine kill my only child, did you?” Jennice asked.“What?” I was still stunned. All of me was vibrating. “Oh, sit down.” Jennice said. “I had Jennifer when I was quite young and since my stupid lover would not take me and the child and I was still trying to find my foot in the world I was left to live in, I couldn’t keep her.” Jennice began to explain. “I figured it would be better for her to be in an orphanage, than out here with me and so I took her there.” “It ached my heart that I began to travel a lot and lost track of keeping an eye on her, so she began to go through so much stress.”“When I returned to fix it, I realized my twin sister was after her life.”“Jennifer really was involved in that accident that day, but I stole her from the vehicle and
BLAIR’S POV “I could not believe my ears. “Please, show up alone first.’ She pleaded. Before could be asked twice, I fled out of the house, swiping the keys to the car from the table.It wasn’t long after I left the house that I got a text with a location. I diligently followed, not thinking about whether or not I was going to get myself in trouble, or probably kidnapped. I still had my suspicions on who had called and all I could call it was suspicion, since I wasn’t sure yet and it would have been the most unbelievable thing. I followed the location and arrived almost in the middle of nowhere. There was nothing but trees all round I was beginning to think this was some prank call or an attempt at being kidnapped. If it was, I couldn’t even be mad and all I could now do was pray to be successfully out of here. ‘Maybe I had reacted a little too quickly.’‘What was I even thinking?’ I was lamenting and asking questions.I kept trying to reach the number over and over again, bu
BLAIR’S POV Sebastine did not wait to see his father before we left.Luckily, I could leave, although, with a bandaged arm. The bullet had been taken out and the wound was going to slowly heal and I was definitely going to keep seeing Dr. Bruce to make sure that I was fine. Sebastine signed every single thing in his name back to his father and he was leaving the Maldives to literally start a new life in Vegas. He chose us. My only excitement was that we arrived just in time to save him, because I wasn’t sure how I was going to react to losing another member of my family, especially to suicide. When we arrived Vegas, we dropped over at Brian’s house first. Sebastine was going to be living with Brian, before he is able to do anything else.He was done with college and could easily get a job, even though Brian had already promised to include him in the company. Sebastine, had declined both Brian’s, as well as my offer, to work in the company, saying he was tired of family ‘hand-m
BLAIR’S POV We walked into Sebastine with a gun in his hand, just about to fire a bullet into his head. Brian flew for him and I could only stand there in tears, since I had Regal in my hands and couldn't quite get involved in any rigorous fights. Sebastine was hell bent on ending his life, as he began a struggle with Brian for the weapon. “Let it go, Brian!” He yelled, “you both, get out of here!” “Let me be!” He and Brian continued the war for the weapon. “Sebastine, no, please, I beg you.” Ever single word I uttered was choking in tears. “It doesn't have to end this way, please,” I continued. “What other ways does it need to end, Blair?” He probed, “huh?” Luckily, Brian was stronger than Sebastine, sho had spent quite a number of days, without food, but this did not in any way deter the struggle. I took a few steps closer, towards them, trying to beg Sebastine to let go already. “Argh!” I groaned in pain, as a bullet flew out of the gun and right for m the region between
BLAIR’S POV At this point, I was giving up on everything. I was losing hope and thought about letting the company go, but my father was still out here fighting and if he was not giving up, I couldn’t throw all his hard work by doing same. I was quite weary of it all, but had to continue. If there was a slightest chance to get the company back, I had to encourage myself to hold on to it, until we made it big enough to win us back the company. I woke up on this fateful morning with the most disturbing thought. I was restless all night and failed to have any good or proper rest. “Are you okay?” were Brian’s first words that said hi to me, as soon as I opened my eyes. It was pretty obvious that I wasn’t and I had swollen eye bags from not getting any sleep at all. “You need to reach out to Sebastine,” I said, shocking Brian hard with my request. “I am really worried about him, Brian,” I continued. “He is all alone and as if it was not enough that he has criminal parents, he hurt
BLAIR’S POVI always knew that Brian was struggling to deal with the challenges that came with being my life, but what I didn’t know was that it had gotten as bad as stuffing himself with alcohol, to the very point that he was sick. On the first occasion that Brian retuned in this manner, we had just gotten married and since I didn’t know if he was alcoholic or not, so I didn’t quite care. The second occasion was the week he was to get married to Stacy and he was unhappy, from the innermost part of his soul. Now, he was here and lamenting over being with me and just how difficult it was. It melted my heart that even in that drunken state, he could still think about me and mention that he was willing to love me, despite everything. However, I couldn’t stop thinking,‘If he was in this much distress, was it worth it?’ I helped Brian clean up his body and got him to rest, while I walked downstairs to make meaning out of my day. “It’s a good thing they found their way home.” Collins
BLAIR’S POV I now had more thoughts on my mind than running a company, after the period of our grieving. Collins had filled me with questions that all I really did was just lay down and thought through his words, over and over again. ‘Was there a right time to stop loving? If there was, when was the right time?’‘What if we are just making the people we love unhappy, by being with them, because their hearts would rather be elsewhere?’Collins already confessed to never seeing Stacy smile this bright, or laugh as hard as she did, when she was with him, and even I was already sick of how all Brian and I ever did was solve one chaos, after another. I was already so convinced that all my presence ever did was fill his life with problem after problem, and it was quite evident now that he was struggling to love me, and who could blame him?Brian and Stacy obviously got carried away in their chats and the extended period they had to work together, neither of them remembered to return on