Chapter 111In the dimly lit, high-security room at Connor's safe house, Hans stood before him with a grim expression etched across his weathered face. The room was filled with hushed tension, the kind that signaled the arrival of unsettling news."Connor sir," Hans began, his voice low and measured, "we've received some concerning intelligence. Michael has been spotted in a small town in Japan."Connor's heart skipped a beat. Michael had always been a thorn in his flesh. The news of his presence in Japan was enough to send a chill down Connor's spine.Hans continued, "But that's not all, sir. He's been seen meeting with the biggest arms dealer in the region."Connor's face paled as he processed the gravity of the situation. The implications were clear. Michael, a man known for his ruthless ambition and cunning strategies, meeting with an arms dealer could only mean one thing – trouble on a massive scale.Connor knew that Michael's agenda was never small and he knew he needed to be pr
Chapter 112"I've actually forgotten the last time I went out," Annah chuckled.She held Martha's hands in her's as they strolled through the central park, the baby nestled in the baby carrier. He was cooing playfully, fiddling his dummy as Martha checked his teeth, making sure that he wasn't choking on anything that could potentially cause him harm."I know but considering the circumstances we are living in, i don't think going out should be what is on our mind." Martha said.Annah nodded, understanding what she was saying. She knew that what she said was the truth and she knew that Connor would rather die than to allow anything happen to any of them. He loved them too much to allow any harm to come near them and she wasn't surprised when he ordered tons of his men to escort them throughout the park. The men were scattered all over the place but one would hardly know that the plain clothed men with sunglasses shielding their eyes concealed weapons of destruction and were ready to put
Chapter 113An hour later, as they strolled along the peaceful paths of the park, the setting sun casting a warm, golden hue across the serene landscape, they couldn't have anticipated the sudden turn of events. Laughter and the gentle rustling of leaves in the breeze filled the air, creating an idyllic atmosphere. They exchanged stories, relishing in the tranquility of the moment.However, as they reached the far corner of the park, their laughter was drowned out by an unexpected disturbance. The sound of shuffling feet and hushed voices reached their ears, like a sinister whisper carried on the wind. Instinctively, they exchanged a worried glance, realizing that something was wrong."What's going on?" Annah asked.With a knot of fear tightening in their stomachs, they turned to see a group of shadowy figures emerging from the dense foliage, their intentions unclear. Panic surged through their veins as the realization hit them like a lightning bolt – they were about to be attacked.W
Chapter 114Martha and Annah arrived a few minutes later and as they walked through the high double doors, Connor walked briskly to go meet them. The relief that passed through him in that moment when he saw his son in Martha's arms had him taking a deep breath. They were all safe and that was what mattered to him at that moment."Annah," he sighed, taking her in his arms.He subtly checked her body, looking for any signs of injuries or pain but he couldn't find any. He did the same for Martha and he was relieved when he didn't find any too. They were alright just a little shaken over what had happened."I'm so sorry," Connor sighed."It wasn't your fault son, none of it was." Martha smiled.She handed the baby to one of the maids who took him in for a shower before following her closely, leaving them alone."How are you?" Connor asked Annah.He could feel her trembling in fright and in shock because she didn't believe that any of this could happen. None of them expected this and all
Chapter 115"What do you think we can do?" Connor asked.He was in a meeting with Hans and Russo and he knew that the outcome of the meeting would determine whether they would leave the safe house or not. As it stood, Connor had already beefed up security in and around the house and there was no getting in or going out. He couldn't afford to make any mistake especially when it came to Annah and the people he loved. Michael had drawn the first blood and Connor knew that he was prepared to draw many more if he didn't clip his wings on time.There was silence from the men and he knew that they were thinking about it. What had happened in the park was something that none of them expected but it had happened and they needed to live with it. "Gentlemen, I understand that this happened at a very shocking time and we didn't even expect this but I must say that when it comes to Micheal, we shouldn't be surprised about anything he does." Russo said.Hans looked through his tablet, looking for
Chapter 116In the dimly lit, high-tech security room of the safe house, Connor sat behind a massive desk, surrounded by monitors displaying various security feeds from his estate. Hans stood nearby, awaiting Connor's instructions.Connor leaned forward, his fingers steepled in deep thought. "Hans," he said in a hushed tone, "I need to have a meeting with Orlando. It's time we strategize on how to defeat Michael once and for all."Hans nodded, his unwavering loyalty evident in his response. "Of course, sir. I'll make the necessary arrangements. Where would you like to meet with Orlando?"Connor glanced at the monitors, ensuring they were secure before speaking. "We can't risk any eavesdropping or surveillance. Let's use the secure underground bunker this time around because i have a feeling that the warehouse we used the last time might have been compromised. It's the only place where we can be sure our conversation won't be compromised."Hans nodded again, his mind already processing
Chapter 117In the cover of darkness, Connor descended a hidden staircase concealed beneath a seemingly ordinary storage unit on the outskirts of the city. The dimly lit corridor led him to an underground bunker he had meticulously designed for utmost secrecy. It was a place where secrets were shared, alliances formed, and strategies hatched. Tonight, it was the setting for a crucial meeting with Orlando, a trusted confidant and a key player in their mission to take Michael down.The bunker was a stark contrast to the world above. The walls were made of reinforced concrete, and dim fluorescent lights cast a pale, eerie glow across the room. A large wooden table dominated the center, adorned with maps, documents, and a single flickering candle at its center. The air was thick with tension as Connor and Orlando took their seats, their faces shrouded in shadows.Orlando leaned forward, his voice hushed but resolute. "Connor," he began, "I've been digging deeper into Michael's operations,
Chapter 118"Babe." Annah called.She was in the bathroom the next day. It was raining heavily outside and the blend of rain and the brightness of the house made her look all the more beautiful. Later that evening, they were to attend a ball they had been invited to and Connor was not looking forward to it because balls weren't his thing. He preferred to stay at home, alone without any disturbance but now that he was with Annah, he knew that it was something that he couldn't avoid. He had to go whether he liked it or not because if he didn't, Annah would surely force him to go."Yeah," he replied from the room.He was working on his laptop with his reading glasses on, sporting a cup of coffee while hoping that this next deal he was chasing came to fruition. If there was one thing he didn't like, it was having to chase something that wouldn't benefit him which was something he hated. He wasn't about to waste his time dealing in something that wouldn't help him in anyway."Please, come
CHAPTER 183Connor stared at the reflection in the Mirror. The white suit looked spectacular on him. He couldn't help but notice how much he had changed since Annah walked into his life. His eyes seemed to be lighter. He smiled more often and that was a long way from when he used to think that smiling was an exercise. Well, till Annah came in and changed her. He smiled at the thought. She was worth his every smile. Only the thought of her made him feel alive inside and she couldn't wait to spend the rest of his life with her. The door creaked open as Hans, Russo and Marcus walked in. He caught the teasing glint in their eyes and tried not to smile. "How do you feel?" Hans said "How the hell do you think he's supposed to feel? It's his wedding"Russo drawled. Connor almost rolled his eyes. Considering the fact that he didn't like to associate with many people, he considered them friends. Admitting it to himself made him cringe. "I know you can't wait to see her," Hans teased. "Ju
CHAPTER 182Annah felt overwhelmed and slightly shaken from what happened earlier. She couldn't believe that Micheal had attempted to take her away from the love of her life and from her future son. She felt overwhelmed and heavy with exhaustion but at same time she also felt relieved that at least Connor and her son were okay. She wouldn't have had it any other way. She winced as Connor swiped the soaked cotton wool across her bruise tenderly. There was a sort of tension that radiated from him so it didn't take too long to figure out that he wasn't fine. He was more focused on her bruise than at looking at her."You can talk to me. There's no need to keep your emotions away from me Connor" she placed a hand over his arm. "You were about to be hurt, Annah. Micheal was about to take you away from me" he growled lowly and ran a face over his hand in frustration. Annah knew she shouldn't feel relieved at someone's death but she couldn't help it. Micheal wasn't around to torment them any
CHAPTER 181Annah felt drowsy as she woke up. Her head was spinning and the pounding in her head heightened with each movement she made. Her eyes raked over her environment and the panic began to build in her chest. All she could remember was that she had been walking with that new guard and she'd been trying to make conversation. He had abruptly given her an apologetic look before she had blanked out. She could tell from her drowsiness that she'd been heavily drugged. She looked up at the window in the room. It looked like something like a dark cellar. Alarmed, she decided to call out for help and was met with instant silence entirely. Her mind drifted to her son, to Connor. What if they weren't safe as well, anxiety gave way to full on panic and she lunged up immediately and headed towards the bar of the cellar, she tried to shake it open but it remained unmoving under her grip. Nobody was outside, from the looks of it, it seemed like she would be the only one here."Help. Anyone
CHAPTER 180Annah felt off and very conflicted. There was obviously something that Connor was not telling her. She didn't know what it was but for him to act so distant, for her to be able to sense his anxiety, it was definitely enough to set him on edge. Martha played with her son and she stared at the empty space, lost in thought. She tried to calm her racing nerves but was unable to. Martha sneaked a curious glance at her. She wondered what it could be that distracted Annah so much. Whatever it was, it must be something enough to set her on edge. Annah son was occupied with drawing on paper. The little boy has taken such a liking to art that it amazed both Annah and Martha. He was able to come up with creative things and each time Annah or Martha came across his art. It rendered both of them breathless. "Are you okay Annah, you've been staring for hours" Martha said as she looked at Annah worriedly, her face etched in concern. "I'm just worried about Connor. He's been behaving
CHAPTER 179Something was wrong. Annah could sense it from Connor as they sat at the dinner table. He was occupied with cutting his son's food into smaller pieces. Everytime she tried to ask him if he was ok. He would assure her that he was and then would back it up with a smile that wasn't in the least bit convincing. She knew when he was trying to suppress his emotions, she knew when he was trying to keep what he was feeling away from her, all because he didn't want to dampen her mood. She noted the way his shoulders were a bit tight with tension, she noted the muscles in his jaw. She considered trying to get him to admit what was bothering him, but not here. Not at the dinner table. There were maids still serving platters of food that they couldn't even quite finish. She had tried to convince him of the fact that having a near buffet for dinner wasn't always necessary. But he wouldn't listen. He's always insistent in spoiling her and thier son. Hans hanged around the dinner table
CHAPTER 178Connor felt bothered as he stared at fge screen. Hans stood beside him, his face impassive but he knew Hans was just as worried as he was. They had been unable to get a clear view of the intruder's face. All that they got was the exact detail of his build. It was almost as if the intruder was very conscious about the camera. Apparently, he was smarter than Connor gave him credit for. Hans and Connor exchanged worried glances. It was hard to miss the pasty white shade of Hans knuckles. Connor was on edge, he could feel the anxiety eating him alive from the inside out. It was hard to focus on anything. He was conflicted between flying Annah and his son, preferably to another state and than staying here. At the back of his head, he knew Micheal still found a watch him, Micheal was silently gauging his every move, making plans on the move he would make next. This wasn't something that Connor could rush. This wasn't a decision that Connor could just hastily commence."How do
CHAPTER 177Annah found it a bit amusing that Hans was insistent on escorting her to the library despite the amount of times she had politely declined. She wondered if the guards following closely behind them were not enough to assure him and Connor that she was perfectly and completely safe. Yet they were insistent on not taking chances. Between Connor and Hans. She didn't know who was more stubborn. Perhaps that was why Connor decided that he was the perfect fit for chief head of security. he was the sort of person that knew how to make decisions for the well being of the people that he protected. Despite the stoic facade that Hans put on Infront of people. Annah knew that he was a man that had compassion and had Connor's best interest at heart. He would do anything to see Connor happy and would do everything possible to ensure he was safe and away from threat. She noticed Hans seemed a little on edge. She wanted to inquire the reason for his mood but decided against it. It was pr
CHAPTER 176The night felt fulfilling as Annah and Connor returned back to the bedroom. Annah had watched with a small smile on her face as Connor has read thier son bedtime stories and yet she couldn't ignore the unease that clawed at the walls of her stomach. Everything seemed to be going ok. E everything seemed to be good. She wondered how long it was going to last until something else occurred again. When they returned to the privacy of thier bedroom, Connor gently slammed her against the wall, capturing her lips between his within the space of a heartbeat. From the urgency he used to kiss her, it was obvious that he had been thinking about her all day, just as much as she's been thinking about him. The thought made her smile into the kiss as she slid her hands up his chest to wrap her hands around his neck. "I missed you today" Connor whispered softly, the blood rushing immediately to his groin at the thought that he'd have the luxury of exploring her all over. "I missed you
CHAPTER 175"You're back to the office so early?" Connor snapped his head towards the direction of the hallway. Russo casually leaned against the wall, a look of amazement and worry on his face. it seemed he wasn't going to approve of Connor's immediate return either. Russo eyes ran over Connor quickly, almost as if he was looking for an injuri which were now invisible. The recovering injuries were buried beneath Connor's suit. "Didn't Bruno give you strict instructions to rest?" Russo raised an eyebrow in question. If there's anything he was painfully aware of, it was how stubborn Connor was. He never backed down easily. Russo wasn't sure he knew what the definition of rest was. Connor had always been one to work hard. He liked getting things done by himself even if he knew he had hundreds of people at his beck and call. "I don't work for Bruno, Russo. You know that." Connor said dryly. His gaze returned to the papers that were scattered across the table. Russo took the liberty o