Alexander's POV“Where do you think you're going, woman!” I slammed. Writhing with rage as I tightened my grip on her hand.Tears welled up in her eyes. “I was just going out for some fresh air.” She stammered.I dragged her back inside the room, slamming the door shut with my feet.“Don't tell me you want to go see that bastard!” I thundered, throwing her on the bed.“No,” she begged. “I couldn't sleep, that was why I decided to go out. I'm sorry, Alex.” She rubbed her palms apologetically, looking sober like a lost kitten.My heart softened. “I will put you to sleep, okay.” I said and she nodded her head, shivering in fear.She lay on the bed and I covered her with the duvet and lay beside her. Cradling her head against my chest, she shut her eyes as I patted her gently.Few minutes later, she dozed off, snoring gently as her breaths fanned my chest.How dare he lay his filthy hands on my wife! He will pay dearly for daring to covet my wife. I don't care if they were childhood swee
Layla's POVI'm now regretting my actions. How could I have been so foolish to think he would understand me?Alex clearly warned me not to leave the room, but I didn't listen.Immediately he left, I had my bath, put on my clothes and went downstairs in search of Damian.I must have been a fool to think we could talk it out like adults.I couldn't sleep well last night, his thoughts were coming to my mind. I truly felt bad for the way Alex treated him yesterday. It wasn't his fault anyway, it was I who made a foolish confession at a young age.Now I have been kidnapped and tied up in an abandoned house. I cried in pain, begging him to release me, but he turned dead ears to my plea. “If you truly love me, Damian, you won't treat me like this.” I cried as he stared at me.He spat on my face. “Don't tell me that! You left me, Layla and I waited patiently for you.”“Are you a fool?” I asked, my anger rising. “How could you trust the words of a little girl? I said them out of impulse. I ne
Alexander's POVLayla lay on the bed half naked, and my heart pounded in anger. “Alex, what are you doing?” She asked, her voice shivering with fear.“Get away from her you bastard!” I yelled, kicking Damian off the bed. He landed on the floor, his head hitting the floor badly.“Shit!” He cursed, glaring at the mess and massaging his head gently. “How did you manage to get inside here?” He squinted his eyes at me.I laughed, “you think a bunch of lazy boys will stop me? You don't know who you're messing with!” I growled, hitting him in the head. He fell face flat and I dragged him outside. Layla followed quietly, not daring to make a sound.“Mr King!” His father cried, “please have mercy! I have failed to raise my son properly. Take me instead.”I kicked him away in frustration, “do not get in my way old man!”“I will do anything you want, please just don't take my son. He is my heir!” He wailed, rolling on the floor.“I need to teach your son a lesson. Never in his life will he covet
Layla's POVThe following day, we returned to Las Vegas.I resumed back to work, putting behind all of my troubles and worries.I thought the stupid mistake I made would break I and Alex apart, but instead it brought us closer.My chauffeur expertly drove the car to Starlight Entertainment, he packed the car carefully and opened the car door for me, with his head bowed in courtesy.I stepped out majestically and I was met with a striking sight. Rows of workers, exquisitely dressed in tailored suits stood at attention on both sides of the walkway. Their eyes were fixed on me, their faces expressionless. They all bowed in unison as I walked past them.Mr Grant, my manager, escorted me and they all walked behind me into the building.It feels so good to be in charge! I exclaimed inwardly, feeling important and respected.As I made my way into the conference room, the shareholders immediately stood up, their faces filled with anticipation. I took my place at the front, surveying the room
Alexander's POV“Who are you?” I thundered as I gazed at the figure who was seated confidently with his legs crossed on my chair. It's been a while since I set foot in my office, so the lights were off, but the ray of light was enough for me to see an intruder all in black with his face covered with a mask.He put out the cigarette that was in his hand and dumped it on the floor. He stood up immediately and charged towards me, but I grabbed his neck. Tightening my grip on his neck.“Please, please!” He begged.That voice sounded familiar. I removed the mask off his face and I cursed under my breath. “Bastard!” I laughed, “You scared the shit out of me.” I slapped him playfully.“The almighty Alexander King shouldn't be scared of a prank.” He laughed, rolling on the floor.“Get up, you son of a bitch.” I kicked him up. “What are you doing here, Martin?”“I came to offer you a business deal.” He said, as he stood up from the floor. “Words have gotten to me that you are planning on expa
Layla's POV“Get them you bastards!” Mr Sawyers yelled at his men. “Do I pay you for nothing?” He groaned, limping on his left leg. Seems his leg is broken. I laughed as Alex led me out of the restaurant.“Thank you, Alex. I feel so safe knowing that I have you.” I smiled, placing my head on his shoulder as we walked to where our car was packed.He smiled sweetly at me “It's my duty to protect you, Layla. I'm not done with him yet. He will still come back to get his revenge. People like him don't accept defeat easily.” “I agree. So what do I do?” I asked, a feeling of fear washing over me.“I will assign a guard to you.” He said.We entered the car and he drove off. When we got home we met Emilia, Alex's grandmother in the villa. She was sitting majestically on the sofa, sipping coffee.I stopped in my tracks. Everytime she shows up chaos always ensues. “Good day ma'am.” I greeted, but she eyed me, acting as though I was invisible.I left Alex's hand and headed for the room. “Whe
Alexander's POVI sunk deeper and deeper into the ocean, feeling my life seeping out of me.Is this how I would die and Layla would be alone? I wondered and fear gripped me. I can't leave Layla alone in this wicked world. I tried my best to stay alive, but each time I struggled I became more weak.How did I end up in this situation? I thought.I remember standing at the edge of the yacht, admiring my wife, as she enjoyed the view of the sea. I was glad I brought her here because I could tell that she really loved it.It's a good way of celebrating our marriage anniversary. I smiled as I looked at her, then suddenly, I felt a metal object hit me. It pierced through my head and I felt the pain.Someone had shot me? I thought. How come I didn't notice? My face contorted into a frown of displeasure. This is unlike me. I was always alert.The shooter must be a professional. I looked up and saw a figure on the top of the building, pointing a snipper at me. I couldn't see clearly, but I co
Layla's POV“Are your memories back?” I asked, surprised at how he called me his wife, but he completely ignored me.“Leave now!” He ordered his grandmother out. “I'll call the cops on you.”Emilia walked out of the ward dejectedly and I felt pity for her.Alex hissed and walked inside the bathroom, completely ignoring me.I slumped on the bed as tears flowed down my face.Why is all this happening to us now? Just when we were getting our lives back together.Alex had been in a vegetative state for Seven months and things have changed.His father has taken over the family's business, making a young man, who he called his illegitimate son, the CEO of Kings’ Empire. Saying that when Alex wakes up, he would hand it over back to him. But now that he is awake, his memories are gone!Emilia and Larry fought against the idea to no avail. Since the company was on the verge of crashing, the shareholders had no choice but to appoint an illegitimate son as CEO.He walked out of the bathroom, loo
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