Mikael’s POVThe tension in the room was so thick it could be cut with a knife, as the saying goes.Senator Duncan looked like a shell of himself, withdrawn and not at all like the confident man he proclaimed himself to be numerous times. As he sat across from myself and Acker, I could see the Senator shift from foot to foot.“I want my daughter back,” he said, his voice like steel, however still I could hear the undertones of terror in it. He was afraid, that much was clear.The problem was, at this very point, so was I.Cross was capable of anything and everything. It had already been two days since Alicia was abducted. There had been no word of her or from him. Not even a taunting show of victory to make me seethe.The silence was unbearable.I missed her.“I want to know if you can get her back. The situation is precarious as it is,” Senator Duncan continued, his words grating on my already worn nerves more and more as he droned on.“We will make sure she returns, Senator, there
Alicia’s POVThe deep bass in the underground club hits my ears harshly while I move around, working. Among the strobe lights were tons of bare skin, especially among the other girls working. I was thankful that I stuck to the outfit I chose; a black T-shirt and matching denim shorts. When I arrived I was offered the sparkly bikini outfit the other girls wore. The sight of it alone made me feel uncomfortable and I declined it several times over before I was finally allowed to wear my comfortable clothes.On the other hand, for my refusal I had to deal with the standoffish attitude of the bartender, Carla. From the moment I began working she looked over me with a scowl. “Hey! Bring more bottles from the store room. We still have other customers to serve.” She called out to me, glaring my way with scowl clearly shown. I had to grit my teeth to bear it.Shortly after she turned away to the nearest customer with a pleasant smile. It was obvious she was out of me. Several hours had pass
Alicia’s POVI silently braced myself for what was going to happen next. I knew why Cross wanted to see me, and it was no doubt because of the incident with Daya.He would be angry with how I treated Daya. If lost control and even though putting her down after her taunts was satisfying I now had to face the consequences.Clenching my jaw I knocked on the door before opening at the faint sound. There was Cross and as I expected, Daya.Her face was still wet, mascara running her face with an innocent expression.“Look what she did to me baby. I was just ordering a drink and she attacked me and threw it in my face.” She cried out, holding onto his arms.It was an obvious lie, but none of that mattered did it? I watched Cross peel her arms off him. “Stop crying,” he said, sounding annoyed to my surprise. Suddenly he took out a black card and placed it in her hands, halting her sniffles.“Take it, clean up and buy yourself something nice. I'll deal with this.” He said.Her cries instantly
Alicia’s POVIt was like getting doused with icy cold water. My gut clenched for a completely different reason.Pregnant?“No.” I denied, “I'm not pregnant. It's just a bug or something.”It could be stress. I was kidnapped a mere days ago and found out about Acker and Mikael. Of course I wasn't able to keep anything down.That was all there was to it. There was no way I could be pregnant.Andy shook her head, “I could tell that something was off about you. Even before, but I couldn't put my mind to it. I know the signs Alicia. I worked as a health assistant in a gynecologist's office before my father sold me to Cross to pay off his debts.”I was stricken from her words, but there wasn't any time to think as she stood up.“Wait here.” She patted my shoulder before turning away. I watched her pull out a bag from her bed and rummage through it before returning while gripping an object.“Here, you can check it yourself.” She passed the object to me. I looked down numbly before realizing w
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
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