Alexander's POVWhat could she be doing here? I thought.I don't remember seeing her name on the invited guests list.She is here just for one thing, and that is to cause trouble! I pulled away from the kiss, and Layla's face was red with embarrassment and she ran towards the restroom.I decided to go meet Amelia."You finally noticed me?" She said, in a sultry voice as I approached her."What are you doing here?" I asked, my voice stern."Huh, wow, this is all I get after what you did to me!" She said, raising her voice.I dragged her out to the open to avoid unnecessary attention."You brought it upon yourself. I owe you no apologies." My face became dark as I tried my best to be domineering. But it wasn't working, it was as though she had outgrown my methods. Her gaze was dark and she emanated a dangerous aura.I squinted my eyes, trying to break through her but I couldn't. This is not the Amelia I had always known?The thought of Layla came to my mind and I felt a strong need t
Layla's POVI opened my eyes slowly. The light made my eyes ache so I quickly closed it.The sun shone in through the curtains.For how long have I been out? I wondered. I stood up slowly and my headache greatly.What happened to me? I tried remembering last night's occurrence.Amelia! My eyes darkened as I remembered.She was the one who made me into this.I recollected my encounter with her last night. I went to the ladies room, and there I saw her, standing with her back resting on the door. She wore an evil glint.I was shocked and fear washed over me. I asked her what she was doing there because non invited guests weren't allowed."I have my ways, bitch." She said, with a smirk."So what do you want from me?" I asked, trying my best to hide my fear. She walked closer to me. With a malicious glint, she raised my chin up with a finger. "I want you out of Alex's life!" Her voice sent shivers down my spine.Her threat was supposed to make me scared and leave Alex, but surprisingl
Layla's POVI screamed out in horror, drawing the attention of the security guards. I was unable to move. The traumatic scene brought back memories of my father's tragic accident.The picture of the wrecked car flashed before my eyes. I saw his lifeless body covered in blood, with his eyes wide open. My head spun and my heart became tight as though it was being squeezed, making it difficult for me to breathe.I closed my eyes and took in deep breaths, trying to calm myself down.The body was carried out, and one of the guards escorted me to my room. Alex laid still on the bed and I drew a finger closer to his nose to confirm if he was still breathing.His gentle breath fanned my finger. "Thank goodness he is still alive." I whispered.I touched his forehead with my palm and it was burning hot.He is running a fever? I fetched a bowl of water from the bathroom, the water spilt on the floor by the bed, but I ignored it, intending to clean it up later.I soaked a small towel into t
Alexander's POVWhen did I become so soft-hearted?Layla's behavior caught me off guard. I had only been rejected once by Zara, and I don't want to experience that again. I broke free from the hug, my expression darkening as I gazed into her eyes. "I don't love you," I said, trying to sound convincing. "I was just being stupid. How could I have fallen for someone like you? I'm sorry for the inconvenience. Let's just get this fake marriage over with." I stormed away, leaving her stunned.I packed my bags and left the hotel, boarding the next flight to Las Vegas. My inside burned with rage. How dare she reject me? I vowed to teach her a lesson, to show her what it really means to live with a devil.Why do I always get rejected by women? How on earth did I fall in love with her? I wondered.My heart wandered to her, and I felt bad for leaving her behind all by herself. What if Amelia returns to hurt her? My heart tightened at the thought.I quickly dialed Larry's number. He picked up th
Alexander's POVThe next morning, I woke up with Zara by my side, feeling guilty but also relieved. This could be the start of something new. I thought.She opened her eyes, smiling at me with her eyes sparkling."Thank you, Alex." She said. "You are a breath of fresh air.""Thanks for coming." I replied. "Stand up and get dressed quickly. You need to leave early."She blinked her eyes, confusion edged on her face."What do you mean? I thought we were going to be together now." She said. "Give me some time to think about it. I have a wife." I said, putting on my clothes, ready to leave.Her face bore dissatisfaction. "Okay then," she got up. The duvet slipped from her body, revealing her bare skin.I took my eyes away immediately, clearing my throat. "Promise me you will come back for me." She said, staring intently at me. Her eyes were teary. My heart ached, as I stared at her. I still can't bear to see her sad. "Let's see how it goes." I said. "Get dressed quickly if you want me
Layla's POVI skipped dinner that night, too angry to eat. I rushed to my room, collapsed on the bed, and stared blankly at the ceiling. "Why am I mad at him?" I asked myself. "I knew what I was getting into. I should be happy he is back to his old self." I comforted myself.Just then, there was a knock at the door. I hesitated, thinking it might be Alex, but as the knocking persisted, I got up to answer it. To my surprise, it was Nora, one of the maids, carrying a tray of food. "Nora, what are you doing here?" I asked, staring at the maid in gratitude.Nora smiled warmly. "I brought you some food, ma'am. You shouldn't go hungry just because of the boss's behavior." She set the tray down on the table and added, "I wish I could stay and keep you company, but I have a lot of work to do." With that, she left the room.I smiled, feeling a surge of appreciation for Nora's kindness. Nora was the only staff member who genuinely cared for me, and I cherish our friendship.I sat down to enjoy
Alexander's POVImmediately Layla left the study this morning, I picked my phone and called one of the bodyguards."Lucas, keep an eye on Layla. Don't let her know you are following her and Don't let any harm come to her, and also keep me updated. Do you hear me?" I instructed."Yes, sir!" Lucas responded promptly. After I hung the call, I slammed my head on the table, breathing a sigh. "I can't believe I am still bothered about her safety." I muttered to myself."I tried to focus on my work, but my mind kept drifting back to Layla. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't shake her from my thoughts. Her face seemed to appear everywhere I looked. "I'm going crazy!" I exclaimed in frustration.I headed downstairs to clear my head with a drink, but my phone buzzed with an urgent call from Lucas. "Boss, your wife is in danger," he warned, his voice low and serious. "Text me the location." I removed, hanging up the call.Without hesitation, I jumped in my car and sped to the store. "Why d
Layla's POVI adjusted my designer gown, feeling like a princess for the night. Alex had sent me to represent him at the charity gala, as he had other important matters to attend to.What was he thinking? I thought. Sending me to a place like this on my own! I am his wife, after all.I smiled as I remembered his words to me before I entered the car. "You are brave and smart, and I love you." He said, and he gave me a gentle kiss.I sipped my champagne as I mingled with the guests. I noticed a man staring at me from across the room. He was handsome, but his eyes seemed intense. I shrugged it off, focusing on the evening's purpose. I was undoubtedly the best dressed. Alex has an exceptional taste. He had adorned me in the finest attire, a stunning black flow gown, that cost a lot of money. I dare not dwell on the price, the extravagant cost was mind blowing!Later, I saw Amelia approaching me with a sly smile. Why is she always everywhere? I wondered."Layla, darling, you look stunni
Layla's POVAs the man approached us, I felt my legs trembling in fear. His massive figure stood in front of us, trying to be intimidating and he really is doing a good job. Alex didn't quiver, he kept his stern expression.“You may have your seat,” he said.We had our seats and the butler came in with maids crying trays of food. They placed it on the table before us.The exquisite foods made my mouth watery as I eyed each plate of professionally cooked delicacies. I took a quick glance at Alex, whose gaze was fixed on the man as though he was trying to read him.Neither Alex nor Larry are making an attempt to touch their food. This is not fair! I exclaimed under my breath. Alex looked at me and I smiled. He gave me a sign and I knew to take my eyes off the food.“Is the food not to your taste?” The man asked, as he smoked on his cigarette, choking me with the smoke. There were like ten already smoked cigarettes in the ashtray. “I'll have them prepare something else for you then.” He
Alexander's POVI need to learn more about the secret society members. Why didn't my father mention them in his journals? I've searched his study and library, but found no clues or documents. How can I become their leader when I know nothing about them?I entered my father's room, searching for it for the umpteenth time today. I slumped on the bed, worried for my life. How can I go against people I know nothing about?As I looked around, my eyes landed on a strange object in his walk-in closet. It blended with the silver design. How did I miss this?I pressed it hard, and suddenly, a ladder dropped from the ceiling to the floor. I was surprised and wondered what secrets I would uncover this time.I climbed the ladder and entered a small room. Looking around, I realized my father was indeed involved in a secret society. The room was filled with arms and ammunition on the walls and computers on tables, displaying various activities.On the screen, a casino was displayed as people gambl
Layla's POVThe way Alex stormed off made me worried. He is back to his old self.I didn't want to annoy him further so I left him to himself, praying inwardly that he comes back to his senses.I kept having the feeling that the King's family has deep secrets that no one must hear about. I have to uncover them if I want to have a peaceful marriage with Alex.Should I go talk to Emilia about it? I chuckled softly, who am I?Since Alex had decided to stay mad, I decided to explore the mansion. It has gotten better since the last time I came, all thanks to Emilia’s unique taste.I walked through the long corridors, taking in the familiar sights and sounds. Suddenly, I heard a faint noise coming from the library. I pushed open the door and found a hidden room behind the bookshelf. It was slightly opened, that was why I knew someone had been there, but not recently. Spider webs covered my face as I walked in quietly. Inside, I found a series of journals belonging to Alex's father. His nam
Alexander's POV“What's wrong?” I asked, looking at her as she bent close, staring at me. She placed her hand on my head, “did you go back in time?” she stammered. I squinted my eyes. “What do you mean?” I asked, looking suspiciously at her. “It's our wedding anniversary, we should be at the resort! What happened?” She gave a nervous laugh, “that was last year!” She exclaimed, feeling my head with her palm. “Let me go get the doctor!” My grandmother said, hasting out of the room.I looked at Layla, who wore a worried look on her face as she paced the room. She looked more beautiful and it felt like I have not seen her in a long time. “What's going on, Layla?”She let out a sigh, walking towards me. “Apparently, you gained your memories back, but you lost the…” she paused. “I don't know!” She slammed in frustration.She gazed at me, then her face lit up. “It's better this way.” She nodded. “It's better You don't remember the recent occurrences.” The doctors walked in, all dressed
Layla's POVBeads of sweat formed on his head as he shook vehemently on the bed as though he was being chased by someone. He looks so terrified. Tears streamed down his cheek as he muffled sentences I couldn't grasp. Fear gripped me. What is happening to Alex? I thought. What had the woman done to him?Alex's mother was now safe at the hospital, receiving treatment. The strange figure I had presumed to be a man was actually a woman. The same woman who had approached Alex at Emilia's charity event. How could she have been so heartless to have done that to his mother?The occurrence at the mansion came flooding back. As the figure approached, she threw a needle at Alex and stuck to his neck making him act strange. He slumped on the floor and started spitting foam.I bent to his level, shaking him, but he didn't respond. “What have you done to him?! I thundered, my blood boiling.The figure let out a hysterical laughter, that was when I knew that it was a woman.I charged at her with ra
Alexander's POVMy eyes widened in shock as the figure emerged from the shadows. I couldn't shake off the feeling of fear and danger.I am Alexander King! I can't be scared of my fellow man who might just be pulling a prank.But my confidence dissipated when he brought out a sharp long knife, dripping with blood. I shuddered in fear, as a chill ran down my spine."Who are you?" I demanded, trying to keep my voice steady.My first instinct was to shield Layla from this deadly looking man. I pulled her behind me and I could feel her breath fanning my back.I should have listened to her!The figure chuckled, a cold, gloomy sound. "I'm someone who's been watching you for a long time, Alex. Someone who knows all about your dirty little secrets."I took a step back, my eyes darting towards my mother's motionless body. "What do you want?"The figure took a step closer, its smile growing wider. "Oh, I think you know. I want what's mine. And I'll stop at nothing until I get it."I felt so vuln
Layla's POV“What are you doing?!” I screamed at Alex, seeing the way he smashed his phone.His temper has gotten worse! Is it because of the accident he had?He looked at me, standing to his feet. “I think something happened to my mom!” “Calm down, Alex.” I caressed his shoulders. He shoved my hands away. “You keep telling me to calm down!” I glared at him. “Cos that's the only way you can resolve your issues, not by getting mad!”“Okay,” he took a few deep breaths.“Good, now call your grandmother,” I said and he looked at the already destroyed phone, regretting his actions. “It's already destroyed.” He pouted.I rolled my eyes. “Take mine.” I handed my phone over to him.He dialed Emilia's number and she picked on the second ring. “Grandma, I think something’s happened to my mother.” He complained. He looks very worried.After all she did, he still cares about her! I clenched my fist in anger.I looked up at him and his expression says it all, his grandmother isn't interested at
Alexander's POVLayla is taking too long, it's been five hours now since she left the house. What if something bad had happened to her. She has never left my presence for this long, no matter how pressing the matter was.I stood up and wore my clothes quickly. I dialed Larry's number, “give me the location of Layla's grandmother's house.” I ordered and he sent it to me immediately.I drove quickly to the place, only to encounter a horrifying sight. A middle aged woman was running towards Layla with alarming speed. My heart almost jumped out of my chest when I sighted the sharp knife in her hand.“Layla!” I shouted. Jumping out of the car, I rushed to Layla, who stood glued to a spot. She must have been shocked.I pushed Layla out of the way and I felt the sharp knife pierce through my stomach. The woman stood frozen, looking at me as blood oozed out of my belly.“Alex!” Layla screamed, her tone, a mixture of pain and agony. “Not again!” She thundered. I slumped on the floor feeling
Layla's POVWhat does she mean by he killed his own mother? I wondered as I eavesdropped on their conversation. I glued my ears to the door as I heard Alex's grandmother sob.I tiptoed after Alex earlier, he was in a hurry that he didn't notice someone silently following him.“What!” Alex hundred. He must have been taken aback by such revelation.“What do you mean, I killed my mother?” He asked, his voice shaking.Alex's grandmother blew her nose, “you were still a young boy at that time. It must have been out of anger. Since your father just died, we thought you might be grieving.” She paused for a while and I couldn't hold myself, I became impatient. Go on! I thought.“Your mother never cared for you when you were a child. She never loved your father, it was an arranged marriage by your grandfather, but the both of them never loved each other. It was always from one quarrel to another. You practically grew up with me. I had to look after you. Your father loved you dearly. There's no