Jayson's POV. "You want to know your son's killer? Then stay out of getting your emotions messed up with your head." He shrugged as he looked at me."You don't have to worry about that. I will be leaving New Kingston the moment I get my son's killer." I muttered as I looked at Collins."You expect me to believe that? Huh?" He chuckled softly as he looked at me. "And why would I trust you? I have seen men, powerful men, lay waste because of their emotions." He cursed as he smirked. "And come to think of it, you couldn't even help but get intimate with her. You should have seen Ian Eriksson aimlessly searching for his beautiful Emilia." He scowled as he looked at me.He raised his head as he looked at Ian Eriksson as he wore a broad smile as he watched Emilia approach him. They embraced warmly before he kissed her forehead.Collins smirked as he turned to me. I quickly looked away, ignoring Ian and Emilia. "There you go again, Jayson." He said mockingly as he looked at me. "You can't
Logan's POV."He almost got me, okay? He fucking had his man smash my back with a god-damn, basexall baton." I cursed angrily as I kept on pacing about. "And you all expect me to be calm? You think he is here just to threaten us?" I scowled as I looked at them. "At least, just calm down. This won't help and you know it. We just have to think of something else." Owen shrugged as he raised his eyebrows, while he looked at me."Think of something else?" I slammed as I couldn't help calm down my heart that has been racing ever since I narrowly dodged that baseball bat that damaged the windscreen of my car."Didn't you see my windscreen? The left side is completely damaged. That was meant to smash my head and what if that has touched me? I guess I would have had my skull splattered all over the ground in the parking lot." I cursed as I kept on pacing about."Why don't we just involve our parents? It will be easier handling him that way. Don't you think so?" Helen suggested as she looked
Clark's POV."Good morning, Rex!" I greeted Rex the moment he made it out of his room. I looked at his saggy eyes as I rolled my eyes. It was obvious that he wasn't yet over with the banquet that happened last night. He looked at him as he dropped the toasted bread and scrambled eggs as well as coffee on the table before turning to look at Rex who was still wearing his nightshirt and a boxer. "Do you know how horrible you look right now? Come on, Rex! That was only just a mere dance yesterday and nothing more." I scowled as I chuckled softly.He turned to my attention as he looked at me. "Just a mere dance? Didn't you see how their body made body contacts? Huh?" He shrugged angrily as he walked past me as he entered the kitchen. "You know Elena wouldn't dare be with another man? Maybe she just doesn't want you around her for now but I know definitely she will eventually give in." I muttered as I looked at him. He turned around as he looked at me. "Mother would be bringing in new
Collins' POV."Darn it! Darn it!!" I cursed as I kept on pacing about. "Damian would be pulling in today from Chicago and he is coming back with someone very important, Ace. So, get Dahlia to the safe house, she needs to be protected by the pack warriors considering the fact that I have made myself known by the founding families and now they should be very much aware that I am the Alpha of the Night Wolves pack which means, they will want to retaliate with all their might." I said as I furrowed my eyebrows.Ace remained quiet as he looked at me. He nodded his head at intervals, showing that he was paying close attention to everything it was that I was saying."Jayson believes that Desdemona is dead. Everyone believes so." I said in a husky voice as I turned to Ace.I smirked as I saw his eyes go wild in shock. I had lied to Edgar as well about her survival and watching him die without any idea of his daughter was one heartbreaking moment he had to go through but then, that was my only
Desdemona's POV."Oh, come on, Kingsley. At least I just got back to New Kingston. Won't you let me have a little fun before you start calling over and over again?" She said in a whispering tone as she played with the flower."You know, I don't have time again. I had my new lawyer, Helen McKinsey leave because I wanted to use her and figure out why Rex King suddenly gained interest in New Kingston and I couldn't get my hands on anything, rather than the whole unrest the founding families are currently facing." Kingsley scowled disappointingly as he crashed down on his swivel chair, relapsing on it as he swiveled in circles."I promise I will find you answers to your questions, but for now, I need to have a little fun." The lady said before letting go of the flower as she walked down to the mirror as she looked at herself."Well, I guess New Kingston has been shivering lately because of Collins Morgan and he speaks gracefully of a lady who I think Rex King is also into." She whined as
Desdemona's POV."The Eleven?" He gasped out as he stared at me. "Yeah, The Eleven!" I strongly affirmed as I was now hellbent to getting my feet there no matter what. "Why there? How did you even know about it?" He questioned as he furrowed his eyebrows. He looked right into my eyes like he was searching for the answers to the two questions he just asked me. I chuckled light-heartedly as I looked right into his eyes. "Why wouldn't I know? I lived here in New Kingston once even if not all my life and even if our pack house wasn't originally here when my father was still alive." I quickly covered up immediately as I forced out a broad smile. "Oh, yeah! Pardon me. You know, it's just that you haven't been here for a long time now and I never thought you would still remember The Eleven." He responded as he chuckled softly as he made way for me to walk through and he followed me closely from behind."So... What changed your mind? I wanted to take you round the city and show you the b
Desdemona's POV."And how did you manage to have a friend in Cleveland? Last I remember, they said you have been in Chicago ever since the whole incident." He sneered, still maintaining eye contact with me."Yeah, I bumped into him there in Chicago and why do you seem surprised?" I questioned as I smirked."I guess you haven't been leaving a boring life in Chicago." He smirked as he rolled his eyes. "So, what else did you manage to know about Rex?" He questioned as he looked at me."And why should I tell you?" I rolled my eyes as I looked at him. "You ignored me when I asked what relationship Collins has with Rex." I snapped."Okay, fine!" He finally gave in as he parked the car at the left side of the road. "Yesterday was the founder's banquet and Collins was also trying to find out something very important. There is a lady by name, Elena Toussaint who works in The Eleven and Rex King seems to be pretty much interested in her safety." He mumbled. "He pulled a deadly stunt on him las
Rex's POV."Can't you see it? It's obvious that she doesn't want me anymore. Throughout today, she was only interested in her work and acting all friendly with other executive members that made it into my office but whenever our eyes made contact, she made sure she ruined the moment by giving me those hateful eyes." I snarled angrily as I looked at Clark who seemed to be enjoying my whole complaints. "Why don't you approach her then?" He said in a suggestive tone as he looked at me."Approach her? Are you insane?" I chuckled softly as I turned away. "Remember the last time she came here? It ended up in a bad way and I think that was when I also provoked her. And talking about approaching her, how do I even get to approach her?" I queried as I stared right into his eyes."She thinks you are here for her kids. She feels that is what brought you all the way down to New Kingston and you just have to correct that impression, Rex!!" Clark muttered as he looked at me. "Without you changing
Kingsley's POV I was happy with his answer. If he wanted it as much as I wanted it, then we were getting it. I wanted him to know it as well. "The exact thing I wanted to hear. If you want this Governorship as much as I want it, then we're getting it. You're the perfect leader for this city, Alphonso. I've watched you, and you deserve to be more than just a millionaire. You're a born leader. Now, select a date to announce your candidacy."I watched him while he thought about it, glancing briefly at his laptop to probably check the calendar and his schedule. He thought briefly, then looked at me with the confidence of a man that had just discovered his purpose. "Tomorrow will do just fine."I nodded with a smile. The Governorship throne was within our reach. It was only a matter of time now. Rex's POVAs the bakery equipment was being moved out, I sat across from it in a restaurant, a cup of iced tea in one hand, and tacos in the other. "I still can't think of a perfect gift, Cla
Rex's POV Bruce McNeil adjusted his Italian suit, then continued speaking, his hands gesturing as he did so. "My men will start moving the bakery tools and equipment as soon as possible."I shook his hand firmly. We had a deal.As soon as Bruce McNeil and his men were out of earshot, Clark was beside me in an instant. "A hundred and fifty grand, Rex? That was way too much. How are we going to recover that?" That was his job. Even though he was a little bit harsh, I was okay with it. It was his job to guide me and protect me if need be. "We might not recover it, but I'm definitely not allowing any harm to befall my kids and Elena. We're the only ones they have, Clark. We need to protect them."With those words, I ended the conversation, prompting him to focus on the documents that were being brought in. I was going to do anything to protect my children and Elena, even if it was at the expense of a few dollars. KINGSLEY'S POVAs soon as the phone was found, I began making calls.
Rex's POVWell, it seemed I was in luck. Without waiting for an answer from the woman, I made my way towards the figure in an Italian suit, ignoring the guards around him. I was instantly shoved by the guard next to him, who did nothing to hide the revolver that he now had in his right hand."Hey, hey, hey. Easy on him, Crawford. Young man, who are you? I'm sorry, but you don't just walk up to people anymore, the city we live in is a mess."I smiled, then faced him squarely, ignoring the guard whose name I had just discovered was Crawford. "I'm Rex King, sir. And I've been trying to reach you for the past week."His eyes flew open, widening as soon as he heard my name. "Rex king? One of the greatest alphas to come out of the land of Cleveland? I'm sorry, it has been a very hectic week. You own The Eleven, right? When I heard that it was bought by a new entrepreneur, I was confused. Until I heard the name. You're a legend, man."I smiled at Clark, then shrugged."Thank you, Mr Bruc
COLLINS'S POVI nodded, agreeing with Dahlia. I knew a few vendors, the man that I had purchased my bike from, he was a friend. Carl McDonald. He had a lot of good cars in stock. I could get a cheap deal from him. Even if it wasn't cheap, I was still going to get it. Dahlia was right. Maybe it was going to be alright if I spiced up Elena's life a bit. "I think that's a good idea, Dahlia. That's a clear and obvious reason why I came to you. You know, these kinds of things, it's always been better when you ask a woman. You're a woman like she is."Dahlia outstretched her arms, a huge smile on her face. "Well, what can I say? You know I did work like that once for a man, helping him decide gifts to get his wife while they worked on their reconciliation process. I'm guessing that's where I developed my talent for knowing the specific gifts to give out to people."I dropped the empty bottle of sprite after downing the contents. Then I yawned. "I think I'll be leaving now, Dahlia. And
COLLINS'S POVWhile the news of the Governor's plane crash made its rounds around the city, I paid a visit to the house I had secured for Dahlia, my sister and her children to live. I just had to knock once, and the door was opened by Dahlia herself, dressed in an apron that was stained thoroughly with dough. She smelt of eggs, flour and milk, and I knew why. It was Saturday, and she was probably having a cookout with the kids, a practice that our mother had employed when we were younger. "Collins! We've not seen you in days! Where have you been? How have you been? Children, it's your uncle. Uncle Collins is here!"I smiled at the excitement in her voice, wondering how she was going to feel if I suddenly told her that I had been involved in the crash that had landed the Governor's plane in the river. "Well, you know what they say. I went on a personal retreat. I went to discover a bit of myself.""Uncle! Welcome uncle Collins!" It was Felix, his loud voice making my ear hurt momen
Rex's POV"I think I should see my grandchildren one more time before going to Cleveland. What do you think, Rex? They deserve to know that their grandma is leaving. And Elena too, bless her poor soul."It was my mother's voice, and I tried to ignore the fact that I wanted her gone already. Her being around only complicated things. With the death threats I was receiving, the insecurity of the state and the upcoming elections, things were surely going to get messy. "These eggs are so good. Everything in general, you know. With Clark here, you don't need a chef around. You don't need these helpers, you know." She said again, dumping the eggs into her mouth.We were in the dining room, I sat at the head, Clark beside me, and my mother directly opposite me. A few years ago, the dining room would've been filled with my wife and two children. But at the moment, I didn't even know if they belonged to me. "Thank you, Mrs King." Was Clark's curt reply. "You know, mum, you've been talking
Rex's POV The line went dead, and I stared at the phone in my hand. No matter how hard I tried, I could see that she was hell bent on making sure that those boundaries were felt and were put in place. Was there still hope when it came to her? Clark and my mother seemed to still believe, but I knew I had stopped believing a long time ago. Just then, the door opened, revealing Clark. He was dressed in a flannel shirt and jeans, two brown paper bags in his hands. He was supposed to get us specially prepared Chinese food from a Chinese restaurant, and I wondered why he had taken so long. "Come on, man. What has taken you so long? How's the food? I hope it's scorching hot, I need it that way."He nodded, then handed a pack to me which I accepted willingly. "I went to see Marie along the road. Decided to tell her the dangers lurking. She deserves to know. At least, one of them has to. And we can trust her not to tell Elena, but keep an eye on the kids as well. Which to me, is satisfac
MARIE'S POV "Death threats?" I managed to voice out, my words coming out in the form of a croak. It was tiring. I could only imagine the reaction of Elena if she heard such news. She was going to go hysterical with worry. "It's actually connected to Rex, but they want to harm the twins. Not on my watch, Marie. I would rather die than see anything happen to those children, Marie. And I won't take it lightly on anybody I catch around them." He paused when the waiter arrived with the iced tea. I accepted it with a smile, sipping instantly. The chilliness and the flavor hit me, and I recognized that the news I had just received had made me slightly dehydrated."However, we're making plans. Serious plans. At the moment, we've decided to take the bakery just opposite the house. From there, I believe that we can strictly monitor the house and pounce on anybody around it."It sounded like a good plan. I was scared. Not even for my life, but the life of the little kids and the life of Elen
Elena's POV"Well, that simply means you're the mother of special children, Elena." Marie began, looking at me as I tried in vain to reshape the biscuits that had seemed to go badly because the dough hadn't been well prepared. "Yes, I know that. They've always been special children from the start, Marie. I know you remember that. The problem now is their father. Is he a special man? I doubt it. He didn't believe me even though he knew the love we shared was extremely genuine. Forgiveness is hard, Marie."I managed to complete, staring at the biscuits before I put them into the oven. Marie was beside me in an instant, tickling me. "I know that forgiveness is hard, but he's the mother of your kids, Elena. You have to consider that. Since he saw you, he's done nothing but try to be a good father, and also have you on his side in support as well. But I can't tell if you're going to support him..."Something inside of me snapped. Why did everybody derive joy in telling me what to do all