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
Layla's POV I rolled to the side of the bed, expecting to touch Alex so he could wrap himself around me but it was empty. Instead I rolled on the floor, hitting my head on the damn floor. I stood up in shame with a hint of anger. “Where is he?” I said, looking around the room but he wasn't there. I decided to go check in his study room so he could explain why he left me alone in the room. I stepped out drowsily, dragging my feet towards his study room when I sighted a figure in the dark. I didn't bother putting on the light because I know my way around the house already having spent up to a year. I hid myself behind one of the pillars. Watching the figure closely. The silhouette is of a man, and I figured it could be Stephen. Why is he roaming suspiciously? I thought. I never liked him, but because he is Alex's cousin I had to put up with him. The way he stares at me like he could ounce on me gives me the creeps. He moved towards Alex's study room and I followed him gently