Layla's POV"What!" I exclaimed.Larry dropped to his knees, begging his boss.I went to meet him where he sat. "You…y-you can't fire him! It's my fault." I begged.He didn't even look at me, he continued typing away on his computer."I won't let you punish an innocent soul." I said, my arms akimbo. He looked up and laughed. "So we have two bosses in this house now right?" He asked, his voice was so cold that I felt a chill run down my spine."But…but…it wasn't his fault. I held his hands." I stammered. "Punish me instead. Don't send him away." I begged.Cute faces don't work on devils like him, I would have unleashed my charm.He looked at me. "Oh! I shouldn't send him away so you can continue holding his hands hun?" He asked, his voice suddenly became subtle, like a whisper.Do I sense jealousy? I mused"It is very much impossible for you to be jealous. Or are you?" I squinted my eyes, staring deeply into his.He blinked and quickly looked away, blushing slightly, he said. "Why wou
Alexander's POV "Huh!" She exclaimed and I chuckled to myself. "This is going to be an interesting week." I thought. Let's see if she would be able to resist my god-like body all through the week. Larry took the keys from the receptionist and we headed for the elevator. In the elevator, I glanced over at Layla who stood at the far end, her face flushed. She looks so cute, confusion etched on her face. I'm so sure she is occupied with the thoughts of us sharing a room together for a week. "Boss, are you sure you want to share a room with her?" Larry asked, looking up at me. "You are free to share a room with me instead. I can bear with you for a week." He gestured, opening his arms wide to envelope me in a hug, a mocking glint in his eyes. I rolled my eyes. "No way will I share a room with you!" the elevator dung and I kicked him out. I waited for Layla and we walked out. As we exited the elevator, Layla lagged behind, and I found myself slowing down to match her pace. "Boss, wo
Alexander's POVWhat could she be doing here? I thought.I don't remember seeing her name on the invited guests list.She is here just for one thing, and that is to cause trouble! I pulled away from the kiss, and Layla's face was red with embarrassment and she ran towards the restroom.I decided to go meet Amelia."You finally noticed me?" She said, in a sultry voice as I approached her."What are you doing here?" I asked, my voice stern."Huh, wow, this is all I get after what you did to me!" She said, raising her voice.I dragged her out to the open to avoid unnecessary attention."You brought it upon yourself. I owe you no apologies." My face became dark as I tried my best to be domineering. But it wasn't working, it was as though she had outgrown my methods. Her gaze was dark and she emanated a dangerous aura.I squinted my eyes, trying to break through her but I couldn't. This is not the Amelia I had always known?The thought of Layla came to my mind and I felt a strong need t
Layla's POVI opened my eyes slowly. The light made my eyes ache so I quickly closed it.The sun shone in through the curtains.For how long have I been out? I wondered. I stood up slowly and my headache greatly.What happened to me? I tried remembering last night's occurrence.Amelia! My eyes darkened as I remembered.She was the one who made me into this.I recollected my encounter with her last night. I went to the ladies room, and there I saw her, standing with her back resting on the door. She wore an evil glint.I was shocked and fear washed over me. I asked her what she was doing there because non invited guests weren't allowed."I have my ways, bitch." She said, with a smirk."So what do you want from me?" I asked, trying my best to hide my fear. She walked closer to me. With a malicious glint, she raised my chin up with a finger. "I want you out of Alex's life!" Her voice sent shivers down my spine.Her threat was supposed to make me scared and leave Alex, but surprisingl
Layla's POVI screamed out in horror, drawing the attention of the security guards. I was unable to move. The traumatic scene brought back memories of my father's tragic accident.The picture of the wrecked car flashed before my eyes. I saw his lifeless body covered in blood, with his eyes wide open. My head spun and my heart became tight as though it was being squeezed, making it difficult for me to breathe.I closed my eyes and took in deep breaths, trying to calm myself down.The body was carried out, and one of the guards escorted me to my room. Alex laid still on the bed and I drew a finger closer to his nose to confirm if he was still breathing.His gentle breath fanned my finger. "Thank goodness he is still alive." I whispered.I touched his forehead with my palm and it was burning hot.He is running a fever? I fetched a bowl of water from the bathroom, the water spilt on the floor by the bed, but I ignored it, intending to clean it up later.I soaked a small towel into t
Alexander's POVWhen did I become so soft-hearted?Layla's behavior caught me off guard. I had only been rejected once by Zara, and I don't want to experience that again. I broke free from the hug, my expression darkening as I gazed into her eyes. "I don't love you," I said, trying to sound convincing. "I was just being stupid. How could I have fallen for someone like you? I'm sorry for the inconvenience. Let's just get this fake marriage over with." I stormed away, leaving her stunned.I packed my bags and left the hotel, boarding the next flight to Las Vegas. My inside burned with rage. How dare she reject me? I vowed to teach her a lesson, to show her what it really means to live with a devil.Why do I always get rejected by women? How on earth did I fall in love with her? I wondered.My heart wandered to her, and I felt bad for leaving her behind all by herself. What if Amelia returns to hurt her? My heart tightened at the thought.I quickly dialed Larry's number. He picked up th
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 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