I made my way into the mansion, as I hope to take the stairs, my legs came to a pause as I witnessed Uncle Marc who was already awaiting my presence. "So, how was it? Was my brother's son able to show that he has reached the heights?" Marc asked. Somehow, I found my thoughts back at Damarc's words, claiming that Uncle Marc was afraid of him, that's why he sent me. I shouldn't even pay a little thought to that now, should I? "Yes, Uncle Marc, I have proven and made sure to see through your words. Damarc has been silenced for good," I replied, hating myself for laying such a lie. But yet, I was sure and could only hope Uncle Marc doesn't find out that I was lying. "Alright, Dominic. I had trust that you would have done well, and I'm glad you did... better than Adrian. It's just such a disgrace that yet I have to put in with all his..." Uncle Marc's said, his voice trailing off. I heard him heave a sigh after, turning away from my side as he distanced further, taking the stairs up
"I trust you can do the job perfectly," I said."Of course, Dominic, sir. You can surely trust me on that. Spying on someone is a little in my talents," he replied."Alright then, I shall send you the money, and I hope for a report soon on each and every step taken," I said, hanging up the call after.Even though I was not informed about Sierra going back to Las Vegas, I still wouldn't surely let my guard off on her.I had just hired a spy, detailing her details to him to keep tabs on every one of her movements back in Las Vegas.But really, maybe this was better. At least I would be able to monitor her better there, and she would surely feel free, thinking she isn't being watched.And about Adrian, Uncle Gavin had mentioned him going out, even though I still can't figure where he could probably have gone, with the situation of his wife traveling. But what was I saying? I forget the fact that they weren't married. Even so, I didn't expect it from them, especially Adrian, who knows Unc
[Adrian POV]I had just received words that Sierra had already left the mansion. Knowing this wasn’t what I had planned, but yet, they all seemed to be taking place. "Why does everything just seem to be getting worse for me? Just why?"I smashed a bottle of wine on the wall. I had parked the car along the road, hoping for some air and a drink, but that didn’t help in any way.She shouldn't have accepted Uncle Marc's mission. But did she have a choice? I should have stopped her from becoming a sohoe in the first place. I did try, didn't I? Only to fail all because of Dominic.He is the reason I have failed so much in every plan I had laid down. I was quite sure he must be doing it all on purpose, wishing to show his way to the top and make all my faults visible. If he thinks he can surely take me on, I would be sure to show him that I am not easily taken down.If he hadn't destroyed my plan, Sierra wouldn't have been made a sohoe, and she wouldn't have been given a mission by Uncle Mar
[Sierra POV]"We are here, mam," the driver uttered.To say I would be here right in front of my father's company, the same one my uncle had snatched, I had never stepped close to it since the very day it all happened. But at least now, I was back here, and only for revenge, with greater power to help me achieve that.I stepped out of the car as some of the men Marc had hired to guard me also stepped out, walking at my side as I made my way inside. I could feel some eyes on me the very moment I stepped in; some, I am sure, must be gazing at me out of recognition. I usually came to my dad's office back when he was alive, hoping to spend some lively time with him, so I was quite sure some of the old workers still possibly recognize me.While some, I am sure, it's because of the news of my presence as the Sohoe of the De Santos, paying their company a visit.The whole company that was busy with loud voices went silent as it felt like they all froze."We are here to see Clarence Monroe,"
"Should we, mam?" one of the bodyguards questioned, this time hoping to lay an attack on Clarence."No. Leave it..." I replied. I took steps, walking closer to my uncle, who I found trembling with sweaty pulse as he tried wiping the sweat off his face, only to drop the handkerchief from his hands."How... how... d... did you..." he stammered."You mean how did I become the Sohoe of the De Santos... I am sure it must be shocking to you..." I said.I sat down on one of the seats as the other people present at the conference stood trembling as well."Leave..." I said to them as they wasted no time in paying heed to my words. They left the room in haste."I'm sorry, dear. You know I didn't mean to treat you in such a way. I mean, I must be stupid to do that; I was just annoyed, but please forgive me, dear, and let's just leave that aside..." he said.But even though I was quite furious at his words, this wasn't the time to lay that out."I am only here for business. Have a seat, Mr. Clare
I made my way, entering the mansion, and I sat down on the couch, releasing a breath. I rested my head a bit, glancing around as I watched some of the maids tidying up some parts of the mansion.There weren't as many maids here as there were at Marc's mansion in Los Angeles, but being here alone, there was a sense of ease. At least I was away from them, and being here alone, I could plan each move peacefully and smartly."Mam, the food is ready," one of the maids uttered with a half-bow."Alright, I am coming," I replied, and she left my side after.Not long after, I stood up and made my way to the dining table, where the food had already been served.I sat down, taking a little bite. The taste left me with a thought of my mother.Being back here, it seemed like more memories of her and my father just kept flooding in.Sometimes I wondered that if all had gone well, and my uncle hadn't come into the picture, snatching everything from us, possibly we would be here all together, eating
"Alright," I said, grabbing the blue metal box from the locksmith as he stood up, leaving another half-bow before turning and leaving the mansion after.I made my way back to my room, seating on the bed; this was the place to open it. Who knows what was inside the box? Perhaps a lead. Could Nate be right, that this was surely going to help me...?I honestly hoped that was going to happen; then I can start my plans on Dominic.I opened up the box, and some dust spurred out, almost choking me as I coughed out loud, trying to grasp for a proper breath. I grabbed a cup of water, which was placed on the nightstand beside me, gulping it up as I let out a breath. I should have expected that amount of dust since it seemed like an old box.I gently checked inside the box, making sure I didn't cause some more dust to spread around.I caught sight of what seemed like some envelopes. I opened up one of the envelopes, and inside was a picture...Checking through the pictures, a stunned look came
[Dominic's POV]"How many glasses, mister?" I heard the bartender ask, only for me to grab the whole bottle of wine from his hand, gulping down the entire bottle. I smashed it on the ground after. The smashing sound caused many of the guests present to react, but none approached me, knowing who I was, as they only maintained their former state."Another..." I demanded, glaring at the bartender who brought another bottle in a blink. I gulped that one down too, leaving the bartender's side. This time, my legs had already gone numb. To think I would find myself here today, getting drunk. I wanted all the words, the sight I had witnessed. I wished for it all to be gone.It felt hard to accept the truth, even though it was real."Uncle Marc, just why?" I questioned in my thoughts. But no matter how much I tried, making it all leave my mind, i ended up failing at that.I thought... I mean, I really saw him as somebody I could look up to, surpassing his limits one day. I had little idea he h
[Sierra's POV]After some days staying in the hospital, I was discharged. I made my way out of the hospital supported by some men hired for my security, as I entered the back seat of the car with the driver starting the car engine. My gaze glanced through the dark street; it was late at night.It felt as though everything was complete—Uncle was in jail, and Nate was dead. Yet, why did I feel like I had nothing else to look up to?The people I most cherished were gone. The only one I saw next to me was Aunt Malisa. "I have to keep going for her sake..." I thought.The driver arrived at the mansion, and I stepped out, managing some footings. I made my way into the mansion but paused, noting the dark presence the mansion left."What happened to the lights..." I wondered. I wasn't able to tell anything—my heart raced as I took little steps. Was I maybe wrong to think everything was over?In a blink, the light came, causing me to shut my eyes suddenly from the reaction. "Welcome back, mam.
[Adrian's POV]"Uncle Gavin! I did it, Uncle Gavin!" Why was I seeing this memory now? I guess it's because of what occurred so far. The same man I saw as a father figure, the one I trusted so much, turned out to be the enemy.He trained me to be who I am today, but in the end... "Why, Uncle Gavin? Just why did you have to be the enemy?"I woke up, feeling the intense pain in my head. I tried sitting up, only to find Dominic sitting next to my side."You're awake, Adrian..." he said. Yet, I found only my gaze downcast."What happened? So it's over..." I questioned as Dominic replied, "Yes.""He died?" Should I be happy, knowing he was gone, or sad? A side of me claimed this was a victory, knowing all he had done, the fact that he was behind Mom's death from the very start. But why does my heart say something different? Those little tears that never ceased from falling down splattered on my hand."I know this is all hard to take in, Adrian. I also can't seem to understand everything th
All this while, I had thought it was Dominic. I wanted to make him pay so much, but, in the end, I teamed up with my mother's true murderer."Okay, that's enough now, Nate. Let her take it all in slowly. What more of a death would be greater than having them regret the whole life they have lived?" Damien said."Mom... I'm sorry, mom..." I whispered, those tears not ceasing. I felt something on my head. It was Nate aiming a pistol at my head. "Now, why don't I do you a favor and take you to that old hag?" he said, and my eyes shut in those moments as I heard a loud gunshot, causing my eyes to open back up."Do you think you can take down the De Santos that easily?" I heard Dominic, with a smirk playing on his lips. "I knew you would make a move, so I had a tracker inserted in my skin, and now you took the bait, dear Uncle Gavin," he said as more guns echoed through the area. They were coming from outside the room."We have to kill them fast, Father. We need to leave now," Damien said.
[Sierra's POV]"Sierra, wake up, Sierra!" I heard a voice as my eyes sprung open. I found myself tied to a chair, as Adrian and Dominic were also tied to chairs beside me."What are you doing here, Sierra?" Adrian asked, but shouldn't I be asking the same question? I had heard that he and Dominic went to attend the burial of one of the De Santos, but now I found the two of them here."That bastard; he must have spiked the wine," Dominic's voice cut in. He was also awake.But wait, does this mean they were both kidnapped and brought here from the burial? Who honestly was this enemy?I noticed another man tied to a chair, but his face was blindfolded with a sack mask, so I wasn't able to tell who he was.Just as I hoped to let a word out to Adrian, the door creaked, and I watched some men make their way inside."Who the hell do you think you all are to have Adrian De Santos here?" Adrian questioned, but was he expecting his name to help out here? I mean, these were people who had been h
[Adrian's POV]It had already been four months, and yet I found myself still unable to figure out who this enemy was. My mind still echoed the words I heard from Raglan after I paid him a visit. He mentioned that there was a third man; he was the one who seemed like the boss. But none of them had ever seen his face anywhere.After hearing that, I tried looking for any information, something that could tell me more about this third man, even visiting the experiment building again, yet I found nothing.The only thought I found myself guessing was that this third man was possibly the enemy, or he was working with the enemy, and the experiment seemed to be carried on.I had hired more men to help me figure out and fix this puzzle, conducting research and gathering information they could find."We have to go now, Adrian..." Dominic said. But why should we go? I wasn't even in full support of his death in the first place. One of the De Santos members had been killed again, and he wants us t
(Four Months Later)"Aunt Sierra! Aunt Sierra!" Zara's voice echoed in my mind. The last moment I heard her voice.I woke up as it was already morning, stepping down from the bed. I made my way to the bathroom and washed up.It had been four months already, and the bloodshed never seemed to have ceased. Many of the De Santos members were already gone, each dying in a cruel way.I wore my cloth, intending to step outside my room, only to find Aunt Marisa waiting."You should rest; you're not yet feeling well, Sierra." she said.I had a high fever last night, so it was expected of her to be this worried. After we met back at the party, I allowed her to live with us in the mansion."I have some things to attend to, Aunt Marisa. I will rest once I am back..." I said."Don't tell me you're going out to find the enemy, Sierra. I know it's not about work." she said. But I should expect her figuring things out. I had my father's company closed temporarily a month ago due to everything that oc
[Sierra's POV]I made my way up the stairs, entering my room, as I sat down on the bed, processing what had occurred today. "So he had killed another De Santos..." I thought.I never expected the plan to fail, and I was almost killed. If I hadn't reacted by pulling the gun trigger at that moment."Mam, are you there..." I heard Colt's voice, followed by a knock on the door. "Come in," I replied. Colt made an entry as he approached my side."Mam, I don't think it's safe for you to step out again. I'm sure you saw what had happened and how you were almost killed that day..." Colt said, but I understood he was making sure I was safe at all costs, but hiding, I doubt, would be of any good."I can't stay in hiding, Colt. That's what this enemy would want..." I explained."But Mam..." he wanted to say."I have a plan, Colt. I want to learn how to protect myself better..." I cut in, standing up from the bed. "I will have things taken care of again so that at least Zara will be able to go to
I sat down in my office, checking my phone as I read what was portrayed by the news regarding Laxton's death, and it seemed like another twisted story turned to see us as the main issue at hand."I must say, nice game, whoever you are..." I said, taking a glass of wine as I heaved a sigh.I received a call from one of the men I had hired to investigate this case regarding the experiment. It took a lot, deciding to hire one, knowing I couldn't trust any of them, but instead, I only requested him to obtain some information regarding the experiment. Could there have been a successful experiment that brought the outcome father wanted so much?I picked up the call, placing it against my ear."Speak," I said."Boss, I have just finished doing my research on all that you told me about..." he started."So, what's the update?""Among the prisoners, there seemed to be one man; he was the only one I could tell who managed to flee from the building. It was hard getting the footage and records bac
The incident back at the conference meeting with Sierra didn't seem like it was going to die down anytime soon.As the news just seemed to be spurring the little fire that the coward had lit up."You asked to see me, Adrian..." Dominic said, standing before me. I wondered if I was making the right choice by telling him all this. I mean, why should I even bother telling him?But if there was a chance that maybe this was connected in some way, I needed more answers."Are you there, Adrian?" Dominic's voice snapped me out of my thoughts, and I responded, "Yes."I scanned the area before my gaze returned to Dominic. "I'm sure you don't mind doing a little walk to my office, dear brother..." I said as I noticed those eyes seeking the reason behind my words and behavior.We both walked through the hall as we arrived at a corner, and my legs paused for a moment. I checked our backs."What's going on, Adrian? Why did you call me?" Dominic questioned, seemingly eager, more than expected."Why