While Lucian and Brianna were happy in their peaceful slumber, outside Brianna's yard went busy. Jack had an eye from outside Brianna's yard through the security cameras installed. He could check the footage of the security cameras inside the house, but no matter how he tried to find where Brianna and Lucien were, Jack could not see them. He just came to a wild guess that the two might be having a rest in her bedroom—the only spot in her house without any camera or hidden microphone. And Jack saw the footage of Brianna and Lucien walking into the house, but there was no sign of them walking out. So, he gathered they were still inside it when an alarm of the trapped being set to operate automatically was sent to him. "What is going on?" Jack called Enzo as soon as he realized the two, Brianna and Lucien, were in her place, but the alarm still blared on his side. "Someone tried to make a hit on them while they were at the cemetery earlier tonight," Enzo answered without hiding anythi
“Jack, I must have been late. Where are Blake and his team?” Tatum asked.Tatum did not oscillate with his words as he spoke to Jack Foster over the phone while his eyes kept on the men advancing to Brianna’s place from the backyard’s direction. They weren’t inside her yard yet, but it won’t be long before they got there. “How far are you from the target spot?” Jack asked in return. He was unaware that Tatum had already arrived. “I am by the end of the forest, North-west direction from the target spot. I had to hide my bike under the biggest tree,” Tatum answered in a hushed voice. “Good, they will arrive at the same spot. Blake will no doubt be there with you sooner. Wait! I will get back to you, okay?” Jack’s tone suddenly changed to a sound of disbelief. “Wait! You mean Blake is still on the way, right?” Jack asked hurriedly. His eyes were still keenly watching those men wearing full combat gear, as what he saw from the night vision binoculars he had in his hand. “Yeah, their
A few days ago…“I need to make a phone call,” Charles gently spoke to the man who would send him meals on the clock, including his snacks in between meals of the whole day. “I will ask Blake first,” the guy answered politely. The man, Donde, did not know what really happened that day when Charles Anderson was shot. But he was told never to let anyone else know about the middle-aged man being injured and recuperating in the building that used to be their regular place to stay, almost like their home already, before things turned fucked-up. “They’re on a mission right now. You can’t, and you shouldn’t bother them, or it might make any of them lose a life if not ending up just like me, injured and useless around here,” Charles said. Donde was convinced the boss was just concerned about his men as to why he would not let Donde bother them when on the mission. He gave his phone, still with hesitation, but nevertheless, Donde handed Charles the phone, and the latter made a call. “My w
Having the thought that Boss B and Blake are not to be bothered at the moment, Donde had to hold himself back from dialing their number. It did not cross his mind to contact Jack Foster. Or maybe, the whole idea of being on a mission is something that created a subconscious barrier in his mind to just wait until any one of them gets back or make the call to check on how things were doing on his side. And that long-awaited call came today. “Hello?” Donde answered the call that came through the store phone line. At first, he thought it was just another customer. Some of their neighbors would call to get their things ready, so they will just have to pay and grab their items when they are in a hurry because Donde would already prepare them if he is not busy with other walk-in customers. “Who came to get Charles out of the building?” Jack asked as soon as the line got connected. He did not beat around the bush. Checking the security footage, he realized this incident happened a few da
“Who could Charles call for help?” Jack asked, thinking aloud all by himself.The night passed without Brianna and Lucien knowing what happened outside the secured walls of her home. But her body clock woke her up before sunrise. Brianna looked around. Lucien was still sound asleep with his back flat on the bed, while Brianna had her left arm and leg embracing Lucien’s torso. It looked like she was clinging unto Lucien, while the man had his right arm above his head and his left arm served as Brianna’s pillow under her nape, with the hand holding her from behind.Brianna blinked her eyes. “I must have mistaken him as my body pillow,” she thought. Then, Brianna moved slowly to get up. She did her best not to wake the man up, and she thought she succeeded, but Lucien pretended to sleep when he felt Brianna moving beside him. He was curious to know what she was going to do. Lucien was also trying to analyze how to act and respond appropriately after a wild night they have shared. If
"Charles Anderson is missing. I mean, I cannot find him…." Jack Foster answered hesitatingly. Jack was not sure how B was going to receive his words, but he was also well aware that hiding anything from her doesn't really mean she won't find out. With Brianna on the list of concerned and should-be-told people, it would be more chaotic for Jack to deal with if Brianna finds out later than sooner. "Tell me what happened," Brianna answered calmly.It was not unusual for Brianna to respond this way, but Jack noticed a bit of difference. The tone in B's voice wasn't pressed or controlled. It was as if she was as calm as the sea without a wave or without the wind blowing on its surface. "I'm in a good mood, so I suggest you don't ruin it. Just tell me now. How can he be missing in his condition?" Brianna spoke again. "Donde said Charles borrowed his phone to make a call. Donde wanted to ask you or Blake first. I am still pissed he did not remember to contact me first, but Charles told h
“As much as I want to have a naughty breakfast moment with you, I am afraid we have some issues to deal with,” Brianna answered with a playful smile. “I might have to reserve my ideas about that for later. I suppose the food is still in the kitchen, right?”Lucien’s cheerful face turned even more bright and shiny. “I like the sound of that!” Lucien eagerly answered. “Naughty breakfast moment… Sounds like a different side of you, babe. But I love it!”Brianna started walking; the control room was opposite the kitchen, the farthest corner hidden behind an entire ceiling-to-floor length of the two-way glass wall. Unless one knew about the room, it was not noticeable. It looked like an interior design to make the room look wider as the reflection appears broad.“And yeah, the food is in the kitchen. I hope they pass on your tastebuds….” Lucien added as he walked right beside Brianna with his right arm embracing the woman close to him. “I guess I might have to endure a lifetime of your c
Lucien did not dare to attempt any form or kind of intimacy with Brianna. Because the moment she said she was still sore, Lucien made a mental note to make her less discomfort. Besides, the way she walked with slight difficulty as she marched away from Lucien, made the man wince as if he was feeling more agony for her than Brianna, herself. The man carefully and dotingly carried the woman to the dining table and with so much care, Lucien helped Brianna get seated, comfortable, and he even insist to feed her. “Please, let me do this,” Lucien begged Brianna when she tried to stop the man from expressing how he was so grateful, joyful, and regretful at the same time, that the woman he had been dreaming to be his lifetime companion as a spouse, was somehow suffering an aftermath of what they gloriously shared the previous night. “I know this won’t make up for anything I have caused you to feel such pain, but I swear, if there were any ways to bear even the tiniest discomfort you are ha
Five years later. “Babe, don’t tire yourself so much,” Lucien reminded Brianna lovingly. “How is our little Anna doing today?” he asked with his warm hands rubbing on Brianna’s six months pregnant belly. “I am not really sure. But I have no doubts she is too eager to see the outside world. She has been kicking my ribs inside as if trying to push her way out even before her due!” Brianna blew a breath as she answered. Lucien laughed happily at the cute face of his lovely wife who somehow looked complaining. “Babe, I noticed that your mood swings during this pregnancy and the first one, with Caleb, are so different. Could it be because their genders are also different? With Caleb, you were as tough as usual, but with our little girl, Abigail, you are so… Uhmmm, so…. How do I say this?” Lucien scratched his head as if searching for the exact but safe word to say not to provoke his pregnant wife. “Come on, tell me. I am so what, huh?” Brianna asked with a sweet smile. Her face looked
“And in respect to Anna’s parents, I wish to move their graves into a mausoleum only for the Peters; the parents and grandparents. And as soon as we’ve done so, we will hold a ceremony to honor them,” Leandro declared. “What do you say about these thoughts of mine, Anna? I really hope I do not offend you in any way, because with all my heart, I swear, I only have the purest desire to express my gratitude that they brought you into this world and now you become a part of our family, that also makes your family ours, just like our family is also yours.”Silence filled the whole room. The question was directed to Brianna, so their eyes all turned to look at her as they waited to hear what she would say in response to Leandro’s words that were said with heartfelt sincerity. Brianna was silent not because she was feeling so emotional. Brianna was inwardly checking her heart and thoughts as well as her intuitive response, in silence. Guarding her mind against any misunderstanding or miscal
Brianna and Lucien arrived earlier than Sandra and Levi. It was because Sandra wanted to buy something for Anna, Sandra’s soon-to-be daughter-in-law, and also something for her father-in-law, Leandro Michaelson. There was nothing to worry bout since the war had already subsided and there were more than enough men to assist the couple with security or anything they would ever need. Enzo welcomed the young couple, Brianna and Lucien, as soon as they arrived at the mansion. Leandro sent the helicopter to fetch Enzo right after Leandro and Andy were dropped off at his yard. Lucien did not say anything, but Enzo understood the curious look on his young Master’s face as to why it was not the same as usual. Leandro would always wait for Lucien and Brianna by the door whenever the patriarch knew of their arrival. “The Master has a guest. They are in the study room and he is asking for your presence as well,” Enzo answered as he led the couple to where Leandro, Andy, and their guest were at
While the rest of the world was in tumult, the men on the Michaelsons' private army along with Brianna’s team subdued the whole barracks and gather every useful piece of evidence to solidify the cases against Terrence Clayton. The Michaelsons team found out there were more grave reasons why the ex-Vice President wanted the whole place burned down. “Sir, there seemed to be a lot of hidden bundles of money on one of the installed container vaults covered in military cloth to make it appear and look like it was only one of the stocks containers,” Captain Lexus Bordeaux reported when they started to search the whole property for anything they could find useful. “There is no way one can create a legal document to explain such a large sum of money, so Clayton must have kept them there,” Andy scoffed. “And there wouldn’t have been any way his under-the-table deals would pay him other than by cash,” Leandro also scorned. “Do not touch anything, just take photos and secure the surroundings
Blake assigned Finn and Hoggins to cover him by looking at their surroundings as his watchmen while he focused his attention on the target he was after according to the order given for him to execute. Blake had to look up most of the time to locate the shooter so he was relieved two of his comrades who already knew the drills and what they were supposed to do in this situation were with him to rely on. “Boss, these men are wearing a different uniform from ours. I believe they are not on the same side with us. What do I do?” Blake reported in a whispering tone as soon as he got the assurance that his information was accurate. “Take them down. Alive if possible, injured or not. But don’t hesitate to shoot if they try to resist and fight back!” Brianna answered. “Yes, Boss!” Blake answered. He gave Ramil Finn and Andrew Hoggins a signal on what to do and they acted accordingly. Hoggins took the east and south directions to secure. Finn took the other two directions while Blake Gordon
“Don Leon, the barracks in the forest is about to be abolished. Whether there are people in it or none, the order was made, and Terrence Clayton’s minions are on the move as we speak. If you have your men in there, tell them to pull out. Especially if your grandson and his wife are there, I strongly suggest you inform them of this message immediately!” The caller was using a voice synthesizer, so it was unrecognizable if the caller was a man or a woman. “Let me know who you are, whether what you say is the truth or just a prank; I want to thank you for this length of effort to notify me; let me return the favor one day,” Leandro wisely replied. “I will come to find you in person one day, then you will know who you are, and I will personally ask for your help. But for now, we don’t have time. Tell your men to pull out!” That was all they heard before the line was cut. “Tatum Eliott, leave the area right away. I repeat, leave the area right now! A tip just came in; that place is
“What are all of these?” Lucien asked looking at a slideshow of files with word documents and images. “Isn’t that the address of the warehouse where we found the human organ harvesting? Are these papers the legal documents of property ownership?” “Yes! And someone sent me this file after I failed to hack into their firewall!” Jack answered with a victorious laugh. “Wait…! The ownership is under the name of… Will somebody zoom that part where the name is printed and signed?!” Leandro frowned as he also tried to read the content of the document on the wide screen in front of him and Andy Lockwood. “Terrence Clayton!?”Andy, Leandro, Lucien, and Jack almost read and uttered the name aloud in unison. Brianna scoffed. In her thoughts, “got ya!” was bouncing although her facial expressions remained as calm as always. “How did you get this? Are you sure they are legit?” Brianna asked calmly instead of showing her pure delight. She still wanted to make sure they weren’t rejoicing over a f
Then Charles Anderson turned to the IT team. “I want to see every corner, every area, every exit and entrance of this barracks!” he roared in panic. “Sir, what about the men in the field?” the team leader asked cautiously after nodding in response to the command given. “Forget them, they are no longer of any use now that the enemy has its hands on them,” Charles answered waving his right hand dismissively. “I want to see if the ones I am after would grace me with their mighty presence,” Charles murmured as he busily looked at every screen. “I am not so sure they would choose to join their team to attack me back for gatecrashing their wedding but knowing the bride too well, I won’t be surprised if I see her face coming for me at this moment.” Charles keenly observed every angle on every screen. He was tracing Brianna’s figure among the intruders. They were all in full gear, but knowing Brianna for more than a decade, Charles Anderson could tell even her shadow. And he was more tha
As soon as Blake Gordon activated the jammer, the sniper team Charles had sent to attack the resort hotel, where Brianna Peters and Lucien Michaelson’s wedding was supposed to be being held, got disconnected and unreachable for Charles and the few men with him that controlled their overall internet connections and communication. “What the fuck is going on?!” Charles asked the man he knew was the most active in every inquiry Charles would make. “Get them back online!” Charles Anderson was furious beyond words but he was not very much familiar with everyone around him at the moment, so he was aware he could not act like he would usually do when he was with Jack and the rest of the men under his command.“Sir, something must be wrong from their end of the network,” the man seated in front of the computer hesitantly uttered. “What is that supposed to mean?!” Charles snarled.The poor IT guy cringe, but he had no choice other than clarify his words.“I tried to reach out to them but the