Layla's POV My mind wasn't at ease with the message I got from Alex. He would never text me like that. It was just too bland. I decided to call Larry. I need his help right now because a part of me feels Alex is in danger. He picked the call immediately it rang. “Hi!” I greeted cheerfully. It's been long since I last saw him. Alex had decided to send him off that he could handle things himself, but I know he needs Larry. “What's up?” He said nonchalantly. “Are you mad at me?” I asked, pouting my lips. If Alex were here he would have been red with anger. “I believe boss isn't there?” He asked. “Yes, he isn't. But I think he might be in danger.” I said, and he fell silent. “Can you help me.” “The boss is in danger?” He asked, his voice laced with a sense of urgency and concern. “I said might. He sent me a message and I think it's weird.” “Forward the message to me.” He said. I forwarded it immediately and he called me. “I'm coming over, lock yourself in the room now! Do not
Alexander's POV“Hey, bastard! Do not touch my wife!” I yelled as he pulled the needle close to her face.Layla's eyes widened. “You're the killer?” She asked the bastard who happens to be her father. I don't know how, but she had promised to explain herself when we get home. I mean, if we get home.He pulled the needle away. He looked concerned. I'm sure he didn't plan to reveal himself like that, but since it has happened anyways. I think his daughter deserves an explanation.“Erm, you can say that. I mean yes, I m the killer!” He laughed. “Suprise!” I hissed. This man must be sick in the head.“There's no big deal in being a killer though.” He smiled at Layla. “You know I did it to protect you, right?” He leaned closer to her.She spat on his face. “You are crazy. I never asked you to!” She screamed. “Don't think I will see you as a good father. I hate you!”He grabbed her hair, and pulled it backwards. She screamed in pain and my heart broke. I'm such a useless husband! I cursed.
Layla's POV“Finally he is out of our lives.” I said, holding Alex tightly.I felt really bad for Olivia. She had already been blinded by money. How could she have fallen in love with a man old enough to be her father? I marveled.I know my father approached her because he knew she was my best friend. Wicked father!“It's okay darling. You are free now.” Alex said, patting me gently.Larry stayed silent, looking intently at Alex.I know he must be so mad at Alex for abandoning him.Larry cleared his throat to get our attention. “I'm still here.” He said calmly.Alex broke the hug and turned to him. He squinted his brow in displeasure. “Did I ask you to interfere in my affairs?” “What? I just saved your lives! At least I deserve a thank you and an explanation for why you abandoned me.”Alex threw a swift punch across his face. Larry staggered backwards.“Alex! What are you doing?” I yelled out of fear.“Stay out of this wife!” He pushed me aside. “You could have gotten yourself kill
Alexander's POV“Alex!” My grandmother slammed over the phone. “I'm so disappointed in you.”I drew the phone away from my ear. “What now, grandma?” I sighed in frustration. “Tomorrow is your grandfather's memorial service and you haven't started making preparations? Don't tell me you've forgotten!” She yelled.I pinched my forehead in exhaustion. I really have forgotten.“I haven't forgotten, grandma.” I lied. “I will show up with my wife tomorrow. There has been a lot on my plate these few days. Do you even know that I almost got killed?” I ranted in anger.“What!” She exclaimed in anger. Who dares to touch my grandson? Who's the person? Tell me who that scumbag is and I will rip him apart!” She thundered.I rolled my eyes. As if! “I already sorted it. I am a grown up man, I can handle things myself.” “You are still my child. It's my duty to protect you. I promised your grandfather that on his deathbed.” She broke into tears.“Are you crying?” I asked, feeling bad.“Ever since you
Layla's POVI rolled on the bed as I opened my eyes. My whole body ached badly. I tried lifting myself up, but I couldn't. My legs were heavy.“Stay still,” Alex called as he walked out of the bathroom. He had only a white towel covering his lower body.My mouth watered as I stared at his muscular body. I recollected how he was all over me last night and I blushed.“Like what you see, wife? He said, his voice deep and sexy.“Yes.” I replied. This man is mine Forever. I declared to myself.Why am I acting like a little girl? Come back to your senses Layla.He walked over to me on the bed and kissed me. “You need to get ready. We have a memorial service to attend.” He said softly. “I will have them bring your breakfast up here.” He wore his clothes and walked out of the room.I stood up quickly, humming a song as I dipped myself in a warm bath.“This is the best life!” I exclaimed happily. Things are finally coming together. The man of my dreams who loves me crazily, my dream career. Wh
Alexander's POV“She deserves the best.” I thought, staring at her as she sleeps soundly. I placed a gentle kiss on her head and went into my study room.I have so much work to do now. Threats have been arising from minute conglomerates who think they are something, but can never stand close to the Kings' in terms of fame and affluence. Who do they think they are? I chuckled. I'm sure someone is backing them up. That's why they had the boldness to call us out on the internet, asking if the King's fortune is not founded on blood and lies. “Silly folks.” I laughed.I have laxed in terms of business, focusing majorly on family matters. They used that as an inroute to show themselves. I need to act fast. I thought. But firstly, I have to throw a party in celebration of my wife becoming a CEO.She had told me not to throw a big party, so it's just gonna be me and her with her coworkers.The next morning, Layla got ready for her day: the day she had so much anticipated. She was announced as
Layla's POVWhat is Mr Grant doing here? I wondered, as I stepped out of the car.I had handed over to him one of the mansions my mother willed to me so he could no longer stay in that shabby house.“Do you want to get yourself killed?” I exclaimed, looking at him angrily. I had vowed to keep him safe and happy, because of all his sacrifices and loyalty to my mother.I had gone through my mother's files, through the night, because I couldn't sleep. I was too excited for this day. My mother detailed all of her experiences as the chairwoman of Starlight Entertainment. She gave a list of her competitors and those who stood by her through thick and thin of which Mr Grant was one of them. He moved towards me, his hands trembling.“Layla, you can't enter that car now!” He said, his voice laced with a hint of fear and urgency.It sounded more like a warning to me. Alex stepped out of the car and came to stand by my side.“Who is this man?” He questioned, his gaze full of disgust and anger
Alexander's POV“Is that a gunshot I hear?” Layla panicked.“Be calm,” I pushed her aside.I went into my study room and brought out a small gun in one of my drawers.I pinched my forehead in annoyance. Enough of this bloody shit! I groaned under my breath.I stepped outside, of course after warning Layla not to set a foot outside.I laughed after sighting the intruder. “Oh, it's you. Bitch!” I cursed. I walked towards her, standing in front of her. I glared at her. “Like a mother , like a son.” She was dressed like a whore. Almost naked, with her sensitive parts outside for the work to see. She wore a very short skirt that only covered her bum and a low-neck crop top that revealed her boobs.Disgusting! I exclaimed inwardly.“Alex!” She thundered, pointing a gun at me. “Who do you think you are? Treating my son like a slave?” She glared at me. Her veins popping out like they are about to burst out.“What do you think you are doing?” I looked down at her, my anger rising. “Get your
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
Alexander's POVThe woman dragged me out of the hall. I paused, snatching my hands away from hers. “What's going on woman?” I asked. She paused and looked at me, her eyes filled with tears and affection.Who is this woman? And she says she knows my mother?She touched my face, her soft hands, cold on my skin. “How time flies.” She said as tears flowed down her cheek and strangely, it broke my heart.It felt like I had known her for a long time.“Who are you?” I asked, looking suspiciously at her.She smiled, “I just came to see you, Alex.”I shifted away from her. “For what? I barely know you.” I started, furrowing my brows.She wiped her tears with the back of her palm. “Your mother is alive, Alex and she needs you badly.”I squinted my eyes. “What?” I thundered, not believing my ears.Larry clearly told me that my mother was deceased when he was telling me about my past. “My mother's dead, woman. Get away from me!” I pushed her away and she staggered and fell to the ground.“No, Ale
Layla's POVShould I admit that I'm falling in love with this new side of Alex? I feel like I'm experiencing our love for the second time."It's no time to celebrate yet, let's move!" Larry exclaimed, interrupting our moment.Alex frowned. "Can you please stop interrupting us, Larry? What's your problem?"Alex turned to me and asked, "Is he really my friend?"I just smiled, not wanting to get involved in their conversation.Larry apologized, bowing his head slightly. "I'm sorry, boss. I didn't mean to interrupt. I'm just being cautious. There might be someone in the crowd trying to harm you."Alex looked around, as if searching for potential threats. "Really?" he asked me, and I nodded in agreement."That's how many enemies you have," I said.Alex sighed. "Let's go, then."As we entered the car, my phone buzzed with a message. I sighed when I saw who the sender was - my grandmother, still demanding money. I had already given her the funds for her surgery, and she was living comfortabl
Alexander's POVThe meeting grew more heated by the minute. "He's not your real father?" a shareholder asked, looking confused."What do you mean?" a bespectacled man demanded, slamming his fist on the table. "What's going on, Mr. Ryan King?"My father smiled smugly at me. "Don't mind my ignorant son. He's lost his memories, so he's prone to saying nonsense. Don't believe a word he says. He's still my son, after all."I felt a surge of anger at his words. How could he deny the truth like this?"I'm telling you, he's not my real father!" I insisted. "And I have proof!"The room fell silent, with all eyes on me. My father's smile disappeared for a moment before he regained his composure."Proof?" he repeated. "I'd love to see it."I hesitated, realizing I had no proof.How do I defend myself against this heartless bastard? I wondered.I have no memory of my past, and I don't know of truly I had sexually harassed this receptionist.My eyes became filled with tears as I was stuck between
Layla's POVMy mind hasn't been at rest since Alex left the house. I placed a call to him but I was forwarded to voicemail.All these scenarios that have been unfolding lately are already making me tired.Can't we just have a day of rest and true happiness? I wondered.Larry's call came through, interrupting my thoughts and I picked immediately.“What's going on? Why is Alex not picking his calls?” I bombarded him with questions.He heaved a sigh. “He instructed me to wait in the car so that he'll handle things himself.” He replied.“And you obeyed?” I slammed, not believing my ears. “There's nothing I could have done, " Layla calmed down. He is Alexander King, he will fix himself.” he said.I let out a sigh to calm my nerves. “What if he's already been removed?” “That can't happen, we already have a plan.” He replied and I hung up.I can't just stay idle, I have to do something. I thought as I picked up the car keys and headed for the King's ancestral mansion.When I arrived, I ali
Alexander's POVThe driver’s tone suggests that I'm being a coward, even though I didn't understand what they were talking about.I have responsibilities to face, and using my memory loss as an excuse won't help. I need to take action and stop making excuses, instead of just sitting around feeling helpless.“But how?” Layla asked, looking at me with great concern.I never trusted her at first when she confessed to being my wife. I had thought she married me because of my status, but with the way she stood up against the old hag and with how attracted I felt towards her earlier, I couldn't doubt anymore.“With your help,” I replied. “You will tell me everything about me, and you,” I pointed at Larry. “You will tell me everything about the company, showing me the pictures of the workers, their names and positions and how they got there.”“Okay, boss.” He nodded. Then his face became sad. “Including the bad memories, boss?” I hesitated for a while, “yes,” I nodded.“Okay, let's get to b