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
Alexander's POVAnger coursed through my veins as I stared at Amelia who was being dragged away.She has become a bone in my neck and I need to get rid of her before she tries anything stupid again.We entered the car and zoomed off to the villa. Layla stared at me, noticing my anger she touched my laps and patted it gently. "You don't need to get worked up over a crazy woman. She keeps losing to me anyway." She smiled sweetly at me. "You are mine, and no other woman can have you." She declared, her voice resonating with confidence.My anger vanished immediately. "What about my family?" I asked. I don't want her to be overly confident. My grandmother can get her killed and no one will question her about it.Her gaze suddenly became cold. "I will make them love me." She said. I looked at her with so much pride in my eyes. "I love this new side of yours." I said.When we entered, she made a turn to her room, but I held her hands. "How about we start staying in the same room. We are mar
Layla's POVI got a weird message from an unknown number telling me to come alone if I want to save my husband. The location was sent to me immediately.My heart raced. Could Alex be in trouble? I asked.I wanted to call Larry, but I decided against it, since I was warned to come alone. Things like this don't end well. I thought.Who could be behind this? Amelia came to mind, but I shrugged it off. She can't hurt Alex. She loves him. I put on my clothes quickly and dashed out of the house. Driving at full speed, I got to the location within a few minutes.The place was deserted and grasses had overgrown the area. There was no sign of buildings talking more humans.I got out of the car and called the anonymous number,but I was forwarded to voicemail.I tried looking around then I felt a hard object hit my head."Argh!" I screamed and fell to the ground. Two pairs of hands lifted me off the ground and put me in a van. I became dizzy and I fell unconscious.Later, I felt water wash down
Alexander's POV"Layla is leaving." My grandmother declared. "Here's the divorce papers." She threw a brown envelope on the table. "Sign it and get lost!" She yelled at Layla."Grandmother, what are you doing?" I walked closer to her. "Layla is not leaving. She is my wife!" I exclaimed."No, Alex dear." She fixed my collar. "Layla was never good for you. Here's the lady I brought for you." She said, handing Zara over to me. "I heard she is carrying your child. Your heir. Let this slut go and be happy with your first love." She stared, smiling.My inside burned with rage. "What! Have you gone crazy grandma?" I gazed at her. "Don't be deceived by this sly woman. You didn't even check to confirm if the child is mine.""I don't care. As long as this bitch gets to leave." She said, pointing at Layla. "You know I never consented to this nonsensical marriage in the first place."I held back the tears that threatened to fall. "I will leave." Layla said."Good!" My grandmother exclaimed happ
Layla's POVI walked down the lonely road. It was dark and there was no sign of humans. Rain poured down heavily, drenching me to the bones. I couldn't care less about the cold.I had a flashback to when my mother and I were brutally sent out of my father's house and the tears I had been struggling to hold back poured down heavily.Just when I thought I would be happy with the man I love. Why does life keep treating me this way? I thought.I can't face my mother right now, I feel so ashamed.I continued walking as I had nowhere to go. I decided against spending the money in my account because they are Alex's and I don't want to have anything to do with him anymore.I must have been deceiving myself, thinking I can now enjoy life. I laughed at myself. Maybe happiness wasn't made for me."Fool!" I said to myself, hitting my head continuously with my fist.After long hours of walking, my strength was already gone and I could barely walk. My head became heavy and I couldn't see properly.
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