Rex's POV.I woke the next morning as I felt the whole excitement that was still building up in my body. I couldn’t wait to be close to Elena. I felt this was where things got to go well with us and eventually, being able to convince her to return back to the pack with our kids. “Hello, good morning, Rex!” Clark greeted the moment he walked inside my room. “So what are your plans for today? You know you now have a responsibility here as well and you have to be there every day as well because there is a lot to get done.” He said as he opened the curtains, letting the sun pierce into the room.I yawned, stretched my body as I got up from the bed and rushed into the bathroom to brush my teeth and then I showered next and got all dressed up.“Huh? Done already? How come you are this fast?” Clark gasped in shock as he looked at me. “Just a few minutes ago, I walked in there, opened the curtains and watched you go in to brush your teeth and now, you are fully dressed. Surprising, you know!
Alicia's POV."So how was it? Come on, tell me, Alicia." Amelia shuddered as she kept on poking me. "It was nothing." I responded as I stared at her."Then where did he take you out to? You think I wouldn't find out? So now you keep things away from me? What happened to us being besties?" She scowled as she looked at me."Come on, Amelia!! Can you not start now? Trust me when I say, I had a really stressful night and he just took me to his place to introduce me to his family because I was now his personal assistant." I responded as I looked at her. There was absolutely no way I could bring myself to telling how that Liam Bohen was dead. I still had some difficulty in believing that he was dead not until I saw him lying in the casket. Throughout that night, throughout the burial, I felt nothing but pity. I guess in the long run, I may see a whole new impression on who they are. Yesterday, they all looked like saints. I guess karma was only paying them for all the crimes they had co
Alicia's POV"Yayyyy!! Go, babyyy!!" She screamed at the top of her voice and when I looked, Logan was now winning with a shocking difference of 10 votes. "And guess who is the Prom king?" She sang excitedly and repeatedly. "Logan is the Prom king." She chuckled as she looked at me. "But, who will be his Prom king?" She turned to me as she wore a smile. "Guess, you won't be lucky because they just changed the rules, suggestions can come in and he gets to choose." She winced."Come on, don't be dramatic, Amelia. I never mentioned having interest in becoming a prom queen, so why that look?" I sighed as I got up."I don't want Jessica Winterfalls or any of her girls to become the Prom queen because if they do, trust me, my gram story won't rest for a year and my prom night will only get ruined. But imagine if you become the Prom queen, come on, I'll be on cloud 9 throughout the party." She scowled."I guess we have to patiently wait till night before we get to know who he will choose f
Amelia's POV.The hall had red and white ribbons that stretched from different newel posts in the tall building.The hall was lustrous, as the chandelier in the hall lit the hall. And the area was well surrounded by cops which was brought by the school authority. The hall became noisy as students began trooping in. They came in pairs like it was some big and expensive party and they took Uber and few drove in their cars, not minding how it was even if it was not the flashiest cars trending. "Come on, Alicia. You just have to put on these!!" I snapped as I dropped the short red gown on my bed. "This is too short, Amelia." She complained as she remained reluctant to put it on. "And also, the shoulders are exposing. This is me being completely naked tonight, Amelia. I will just stick with my baggy trousers and top." She sighed."And what next? Those sneakers again? Tonight? Hell no, Alicia." I opposed strongly as I wasn't intending to let her have her way. "But you agreed that i was
Alicia’s POVEyes fell on us as we walked down on the red carpeted floor. I felt cold chills in my spine as we walked down. I shrugged as I kept looking down like I was scared. "Come on, my love…""What?" I felt myself sprawling inside like I was about falling apart. "Did he just call me 'love.' Is he trying to flirt with me?" I snapped as I raised my head a bit to see how much is left before we get to the chair meant for us as the prom king and queen."Can you keep your heart calm at least? I can hear how fast it is pounding right now. Are you shy? Oh! Nervous?" He asked as he looked at me.I raised my head as I looked at him. He was wearing a broad smile. He was used to the spotlight lifestyle, not me.Right now, I was feeling all tense. I prayed the ground could just open and swallow me. "Or, are you scared of someone here? Is anyone threatening you, my love?" He asked in a considerate tone as he paused.I stopped too as I raised my eyes. I looked at him and I felt my heartbeat s
Rex's POV.I woke earlier than other days as I couldn't wait to get to work and be close to Elena.I sat down on my black wicker swing chair as I kept looking out through the window. All I had in my head were pictures of her. And I still couldn't explain why I still haven't gotten rid of the regret that clung to my heart. "Why was I still madly in love with her? Or was she right all along? Would I have loved her after knowing she still couldn't bear me kids? What if I am only obsessed and desperate in having her back because of the kids?" I shrugged as I relapsed on the black wicker chair as it moved unsteadily in circles as I wanted it. The fluffy pillows made me comfortable in it, as I kept looking at the moon which was still but partly covered by clouds. "No!!" I knocked off the hard feelings of guilt. I knew why I was here, I was here in New Kingston because of her.And now that I am the new CEO of The Eleven, I have come to want her even more than before. The memories of her
Rex’s POV“Good morning, Sir.” Gusto's face gleamed as he lowered his head.And we proceeded to the staff section of the hotel.The hall was already jam-packed with the staff as today was going to decide their fate if they are going to continue working here or not.I scanned the big hall, looking sternly at everyone as I played with my fingers behind my back. "So, I had my own acting secretary go through all your files and documents and sadly, 40% of you today will be losing your job here, but then, do not become discouraged as your chances of getting invited for a new job interview are high." I mumbled as I watched the hall get a little noisy from their whispering.And just as expected, Elena remained calm like she wasn't in any way bothered about losing her job here.I smirked as I looked at the other staff who were now all in a frenzy state. I know that working here meant a lot to them. "As of recently, The Eleven recorded 15 new workers and their positions here were placed on a
Logan's POV.I couldn't have imagined that the prom night would be one hell of a ride for me.I felt her words clinging to me and throughout the prom night, I kept wondering what must have prompted her to say such. But then, I could think of it much as different desperate journalists had taken upon themselves to ruin the Bohen's family. Maybe, I'm truly the beast she sees. Her words still rang in my head like it was reoccurring again physically."Good morning, young master." Othello greeted me as he walked into my room. "How do you feel now?" He questioned as he opened the curtains as the sun blinded my eyes for a while. I yawned as I stretched my body. "What is the time?" I squinted my eyes to see the time on my alarm clock but before I could see it, Othello had echoed it out loud. "12? 12p.m?" I shrieked as I jolted up from the bed. "How did I sleep this much?" I groaned as I slid my legs inside my slippers and picked up my shirt that laid on the bed."What happened last night?"
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