Chapter 62

Alexander's POV

My 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