"We got talking, and six months later, she said she had feelings for me. I did not need to overthink it. She was a huge upgrade, and I did not want to lose her. She asked and pleaded for me to find a way so we could be together and soon decided I would go to Gad," He said and chuckled painfully."Al
They made me feel like a child, and I wanted to prove myself badly. Moses teased me about living in a hostel under my father's watch, and they could not trust me with specific responsibilities. Even Elaine started treating me like a child, so I decided to prove myself to her. I called my mother an
~Sylvester~ I gave Liam a minute because he started crying after his last sentence. One thing I noticed was that he did not know their last names. Which meant they were not planning to keep him for long. The names he had might be aliases. It was sad. "She had moved out. It was as if she was never
Lady Volkov and Luna Volkov are also on their hit list. I believe I was on it too because someone tried to kill me before I was arrested," He said I did not know how to handle all I had learned. The most worrisome part of the revelation was that Theodore and Marcel's family were deep in it. There
"Can you recognise these women?" I asked him, and he shook his head. "They wore face masks, but I know their scent," he said, and I was grateful for that bit. "You will help me identify them. I will protect you, Liam, and to make sure you do not go down as a traitor, I will pretend you work for me
~Tamia~ After dinner, Sylvester, Marcel and Theo went to question Liam. We wanted to be there, but I knew why they told us to stay behind. Although Sylvester said he wanted to see if Liam would trust them enough to talk and if he proves difficult, we will speak to him kindly and get the informatio
I get that she had misgivings with the Volkovs, if any; I get that she believes she is fighting a cause, but why get her son involved? No matter what anyone said about the bitch, I knew she was involved. She was way too lenient about Liam moving to the west and went out of her way to fulfil an odd r
"I am scared, Tamia," She said, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I did not know what to do," she said, pacing about her room. "What is the matter, Stephanie?" I asked her, and she handed me her phone. On the screen was her inbox. I did not know what to look for until I saw the latest massage in