Acker’s POVThe air was silent and still but I didn’t find any peace in it like I always did. Instead my thoughts began to wander, going back to the last conversation I had with the Senator and Mikael. That had been a fucking disaster if a conversation and had effectively caused a rift to build between us. The alliance between us Dons and the most powerful Senator in the country was becoming frayed and twisted due to this matter.That was two days ago; two days without finding anything about Alicia’s whereabouts.It ate away at my ego, knowing that I was powerless to do anything against Cross. He was in hiding and left no clues for any of us to pick at. It hurt.I had just returned from a drive to clear the air and found Mikael waiting right outside my home. The air stunk of cigarettes around him and I noticed the tiny cigarette butt on the gravel next to his feet.Giving him a dirty look I pushed past him and stepped into the foyer of my home.“What brings you here so late?” It was a
Mikael’s POVI followed behind Acker, but instead went through the front door. So by the time I reached the other building, it was already over. The lights were sun and I took in the entire tension of the environment, barely resisting the urge to have a smoke. Madden didn’t seem too happy and I doubted the smell of cigarettes would help my case any.“Who were you sending these to?” Acker held the front of the man’s shirt and I cocked a brow at the loss of control from him. Acker was filled with fury, and i watched the encounter for a bit, from the sidelines.“N-no one!” The man we had caught had sweat on his brows, and shook his head eagerly. I raised a brow, as Acker swiftly grabbed the man’s head and pressed the sole of his boot on the man’s hand with hard force that I heard a crunch.The man screamed, the sound echoing through the seemingly empty and quiet building and I thought this might be a little too open for us to have this sort of interrogation. On a normal day i wouldn’t m
Acker’s POVThe news of Alicia’s father resigning abruptly from his post of Senator was one that rocked the entire city. This, despite my trying to not get anxious about it, I found that it was extremely difficult to not think about the consequences those actions would hold for all of us.Most importantly, what had driven the Senator to this?It had to be something g big.And as soon as I left an early meeting with my men at the ports, upon beginning to drive back to my home, I got a call from none other than Mikael Serrano.I eyed the vibrating phone which was stood on the phone car mount. I finally pressed the green button on my wireless earpiece, listening to whatever the Serrano would say.Instead of an angry voice, or even a banter, I heard a hushed tone from him.“Where are you now? Come to the morgue at Saints Park,” Mikael said, and before I could even ask what he meant by that, the call ended.I didn’t like the way he sounded; this was not a good sign at all and I could feel
Alicia’s POVMy dreams weren’t pleasant at all. Instead I felt trapped. Each time an apparition would appear to me and I found I couldn’t escape. My sleep was fragmented, borne by the fears of what would happen to me if Cross discovered my pregnancy… of what if I couldn’t escape… or many other possibilities, and many other regrets…When I slowly began to drift off fire sure, it was hours after I’d already laid my head in the pillow and I wasn’t sure if I had the strength to stand up afterwards.“Alicia...Alicia wake up.”A heavy sensation threw me out if my dream. My eyes creaked open to meet a shadow under dim lighting. As my vision got clearer I recognized her, and I raised my hand to wipe the sleep from my eyes and get rid of the clearly feeling.Andy was standing over me under the dim lighting of the bedroom. I sat up, all traces of sleep leaving me.What was going on? I opened my mouth but she immediately pressed her hand against my lips, and my words stayed stuck in my throat. I
Alicia’s POVThis wasn’t the first time Cross wanted to see met so I took that at face value, even though it irked me a lot. The last encounter we had hadn’t been pleasant and it had been a wonder that he even dared to call for me again now that I had no choice but to follow. What was his problem?As I followed the manager, I silently braced myself for what was to come. Whatever he was calling me for meant that he was up to no good. Was he going to punish me for refusing him now? Torture me? Or just try to hurt me with another set of pictures about Acker and Mikael with other women??I had already made up my mind. I didn’t want to fall for what he would try to toy with me with.There were too many possibilities and with Cross, he was unpredictable. Anything could happen and I had to be prepared for it.Despite my preparation I was still cut off guard at the room the manager led me to. I thought he would lead me to Cross’ office yet I was led to a lone room filled with a dressing table
Alicia’s POVI woke up to the feeling of touches and prodding on my arm. I shut my eyes tighter to shake it off without thinking, embracing the draw of sleep-“Alicia!”I jolted at the call, alertness seeping into my bones. The call for sleep drifted away as I heard the call several more times, an urgent whisper. It took me some more time to recognize the voice as Andy's.I opened my eyes, blinking blearily to see her face in the dim lights. She ushered me to sit up and I did without thinking.What was she doing here? Why did she sound so urgent? The confusion finally hit me. Before I could ask, her voice cut me off.“Get ready. We have to go now. It's time.”That was the last straw that drew me out of my sleepy haze. Any lethargy was replaced with shock and panic. All feelings of sleep left me. What did she mean now?“Now?” I asked incredulously, “What do you mean now?”It was only yesterday that I agreed to the plan and even then she said there was more time. What happened so sudden
Alicia’s POVThe waiting was the worst part EDM music streamed in from one of the apartments of this floor; whichever one it came from I really couldn't tell. J checked the time again: nearly 6 in the nor int already. Only a couple hours since we escaped. There was no time.The entire apartment hallway smelled of cigarette smoke and booze and trash littered the floor.My belly churned with nausea. Hours had passed as we waited in a small hallway of the dingy apartment we were directed to while a man loudly worked.I had to pay nearly all the gold I had except for the watch and some small earrings while Andy had paid half of the cash that Matt had given to her to the man in order for us to get new passports, documents and IDs and new identities in a short amount of time. Andy was giddy with excitement beside me, near shaking.“After this, we're free, Alicia. Can you believe it?”She was much more excited than I was, I only felt worse as time went in. I was nervous and paranoid about
Alicia’s POV Five years later“Bye Emily, send my love to Harry!” I said in my curated English accent and waved goodbye to Emily, my coworker who dropped me off with her tiny fire engine red car.“See you Alice, enjoy your weekend!”I smiled, waving at her until her car disappeared down the road before I let my hand fall. I let out a sigh, checking my phone for any extra texts and calls. Most of the texts I had were from my coworkers wishing each other a happy weekend.I would have never believed my life would end up like this. In the past I had a shitty job with Daya and hid away, afraid and wary to be seen. Now I work as a secretary, mingled openly , and made friends. The past Alicia would have never openly laughed and smiled and gone for drinks with her coworkers.But I wasn't Alicia. I hadn't been for the past five years. I was now Alice Duncan Alcott, regular office worker and a single mother. That's how I'd lived for the past five years.Turning back to my driveway I walked tow
Mikael’s POVShe was being way too quiet.I eyed Alicia out of the corner of my eyes, gazing worriedly at her as she sipped at her coffee.She had returned a little earlier in the morning the previous day, I recalled. And she was more somber than her usual self.Where had she gone?The question was pushed to the back of my mind as Dante began to cough, likely as a result of some water going down the wrong pipe. I reached for a napkin and made to stand up from my chair, but Alicia was blessedly faster, and she grasped our son’s chin gently while patting his back.“There there,” she murmured softly. I relaxed at the warmth in her voice. She was fine. Perhaps she just needed some space like Madden liked to insist on.Leaning back into the chair I observed her, my mind full of thoughts of her. She had been acting this way ever since Madden and I had fucked her. Was that the reason why?Regardless, there was nothing I could do by wondering.My phone vibrated in my trouser pocket and I glan
Alicia’s POVMy dream was of a house in the countryside, somewhere where the sun was nice and warm yet not too hot. I played in the meadow with my two sons, like I was in a fairytale. Suddenly dark clouds filled the sky and my vision went static. Rain began to fall.~Buzz~~Buzz~I winced, shaking my head and only a little aware of the dream fading from my mind.My eyes were unbelievably bleary and my limbs heavier than I’d expect after a good night's sleep.Opening my eyes after another second, I saw darkness only broken by the little light from my phone.Someone was calling.With a soft grunt I reached for the phone which continued to vibrate as it rang.‘Safehouse,’ the caller ID said.Noticing the time to be only 12.13am, I inhaled sharply. This had to be important.Immediately the sleep cleared from my eyes and I answered the call.“What is it?” I demanded to know.“Good you’re up,” it was Matt’s friend breathing heavily over the phone. He didn't sound too happy.“I was asleep,”
Alicia’s POV “Holy shiiiiit,” I hissed with pleasure, my eyes rolled back. My legs parted wider as Mik’s slick, thick manhood thrust in and out of me in a beautiful deep rhythm. It HAD been a long time; no one could blame me. I lost myself in another series of moans, feeling hands all over my body. “Be careful,” Acker warned, and I wasn’t sure who he was warning in my sex-addled brain until I realized Mik was chuckling as he moved his hips to mine. “You don’t want me to break her in for you, Madden? Don’t worry, I’m sure she’ll be the same by the time you’re up.” I heard something that sounded like a curse come from Acker but I didn’t care. Despite both men bickering, they were incredibly focused on one thing and one thing only: me. I had long lost track of where I was. We had moved from room to room like horny teenagers and now, I was in a chair, or a desk, or wherever. All I knew was that my hands and hair were held back by Acker as I took Mik’s cock like a good girl. Hands
Alicia’s POV “She is right here.” I replied loudly to the man that was speaking to someone whom I neither knew nor cared to know, making my presence known at the party entrance. As if by a spell all eyes turned to me, and I took advantage of the spotlight. I knew exactly how I looked. I had taken my time all weekend to clean up my looks to make sure I wouldn’t appear too shabby as Ash’s and Dante’s mother. I was practically the most desired woman to be in terms of position, having the children of two of the most powerful Dons in the world. And I was going to enjoy it. The spotlight wasn’t usually what I searched for but I reveled in it now, a dark glee in my heart as Mikael and Acker’s eyes were like flames burning my skin. The glittering red gown I had chosen was fired to my body, held up only by spaghetti straps with pearls as an accent. My hair was up in a stylish updo and showed off my neck and décolletage, which spotted a lovely necklace I picked for myself with care. In al
Acker’s POV“Make sure it is done. No excuses this time. And use another supplier if this one doesn’t make things according to our requirements,” I cut off one of my executives before he could go on another rant during our call. I was already fed up and late for a very important engagement - picking up my sons from the house to attend their birthday party.Unbuttoning my shirt with one hand while I walked into my home office to grab the box I had left there wrapped and ready for tonight, I noticed Javier was seated on the armchair close to my desk, and giving me a serious look.I ended the call and sighed heavily. I hated handling business sometimes. It was easy work in theory but human beings and bureaucracy could make every little thing difficult.“You clearly haven’t gone for a shower yet,” Javier helpfully pointed out, tutting in a manner that was exasperated. “You still have paint on your face.”My jaw ticked.“I’m well aware of that, Javier. Thanks for pointing out the obvious.”
Alicia’s POVThe party hadn’t occurred yet and it already gave me a headache. My scowl prominent, I listened to the chef and event planner - Duran, what an odd surname, I thought absently - as they discussed the event.“Whatever you have to decide, so it with their fathers," I stated when I could get a word in. I wanted nothing to do with this or them or this farce of a damn party that was forced on me.The pair glanced at each other wide-eyed and I didn’t wait for a response, instead storming off to my room for some much needed alone time. Slamming the door shut down othbeicj force that the walls shook, I let out an agonized yell.“I hate them both,” I hissed through my teeth. Why did it feel like the entire world was against me? I sat in the edge of the bed recalling Andy’s discussion with me earlier.2 hours ago:I was furious, seeing red. Hardly able to contain myself.“Alis, wait,” Andy called, her footsteps fast paced. I whirled about to face her.“You TOLD them about the boys’
Mikael’s POVMy hands clenched and unclenched, while my mind struggled to make sense of the report that the police commissioner gave me mere seconds ago. My blood was effectively boiling.How could this have happened right under our noses? For the girl, the only connection we had at this crucial time to my bastard half-brother, to escape like that… I couldn’t fatho it for the life of me.Madden turned to Alicia, his signature cool and collected veneer on full display as he replied, “This is not the time to discuss such things. You should focus on your breakfast love.”Endearment aside I thought he had the right idea. We shouldn’t talk about this when the children were around, no matter how urgent it seemed to be.“And the party,” Ashford piped up in the wake of Madden’s words which made his mother whip her head around to stare at him unblinkingly“What party exactly?” Alicia sounded confused, tired and— was that relief I heard in her voice?“Our birthday party!” Dante too the opportun
Alicia’s POV Two days later: Tonight was the night. 10:47 pm. My room was dark but I could still spot the letters on the alarm clock, glowing distinctly. I sat up on the bed, checking my phone every couple of seconds as though that would make a difference. I had to be patient. Because tonight, Daya would escape police custody. Matt had been of more help than I had previously anticipated and he had sent one of his ‘good friends’ skilled at evading law enforcement to pick Daya up. While I wished I could be there myself to see it going on, I knew it would be next to impossible. Mikael, for one, would notice that I had left the house. The sound of footsteps drawing close to my door alerted me. Damn it. I was supposed to be asleep! Feigning a stomach ache in order to leave the dinner table early had its drawbacks. Swiftly I pulled the covers up, hiding my phone underneath the blanket and laid down, turning my head to the side and closing my eyes. The door opened, and multiple foots
Mikael’s POV “Whatever, it’s none of my business,” she had said. Yet even as she said that she appeared the opposite. Her posture was rigid, her lips drawn into a scowl that looked more appealing than it did intimidating. Honestly I’d never met a woman so stubborn in my life and perhaps that’s why I fell in love with her. Against my better judgement, of fucking course. I had no issues playing this game of hers. “Alright,” I responded lightly. “Just making it known. You should have your breakfast.” “I think I’ve lost my appetite,” Alicia’s words were just as cutting as I expected, and she huffed, her shoulders shrugging as she turned around to walk out of the living room. In a dizzying instant I saw her stumble, and I reached to grasp her by the waist and pulled her closer as her knees buckled under her. “Ugh,” she groaned, shutting her eyes tightly. “I really need to get some more sleep.” She hadn’t slept? That explained the worrying eye-bags under her eyes, and how pale she l