[DAPHNE’S POINT OF VIEW]
“Reign Montgomery.” I read the name on the black card before looking at the man on Rae's bed. “I never thought I would one day encounter a member of the Montgomery family in this lifetime. There's no way you are crazy, as Rae claimed.” I smirk.
Rae had been foolish to have not checked his pockets for a wallet before dragging him all the way home; all she cared about was saving him but not me. I almost didn't give a shit if he died or lived till I shoved my hand into his pocket and came across a treasure. I seize opportunities when they land right at my doorstep in a tight grip.
He tsks and relaxes his back against the wall. The blankets continue to cover his nakedness. He shuts his eyes as he speaks calmly. “I should have known there is the smart friend,”
“Oh, Rae is more of the smart one between us but she can be dumb at times, like picking up a dying stranger in an alley who doesn't turn out to be a criminal but Reign Montgomery, CEO of AxB Capital. This is almost like a story straight out of a novel.” I smile curly.
“I see you are nothing like your friend. You are well informed.” He points out and damn right he is. I am nothing like Rae. We are different in many ways. She's content in living in his godforsaken apartment with crumbling bricks but I'm not. I deserve better than this shitty lifestyle.
“Oh, I've read about the Montgomery family. Everyone in this damn city knows about the richest family in New York.” I cross my arms over my chest. “I have read your family values reputation more than anything and believe me, I've made my findings about you and it would be shitty if the media came to know what happened to you on this side of the city.”
Instantly, his eyes snap open. His grey eyes are dark and shady; my strong font nearly crumbles till he barks out a laugh. “I don't think you found enough about me, Miss Daphne. If you did, you would be trembling before me to utter such words of threat. I don't take too well to threats. especially from a little girl." His eyes are the scariest part of him. They look like they hold too many mischieves and too many secrets.
Perhaps I'm playing with fire; perhaps I will burn myself in the process but I'm ready to take the risk as long as it means I get what I want. “You don't have a choice but to agree to my terms. I have information on you that could lead to propaganda against your family.”
“What do you want?” His voice drops low and deep and it matches the cloudiness in his eyes that looked like they could drill a hole through my skull. “Let me guess, money?”
My lips split in shock. I feel insulted because he's right.
He smirks. “Is that what anyone in your position will ask for? Money. How much do you need? Does your friend know you want payment for what she did?”
My eyes darken. “Leave Rae out of this. I was the one who freaking patched you up, Rae doesn't know the first thing about first aid or treating a wound. It's all me, if there's someone you should be grateful to, it's me.”
He tilts his head. “You are ambitious; I think I would have had use for you if we had met in a different situation.”
“I have no intention of getting tangled in your world of class and nonsense. Your family is notorious for being manipulative fuckers; only a fool would want to be tangled with you. So what is it going to be?” I take my phone from the back of my pocket and extend it towards him.
He looks from hand to my face and with a smirk, he takes the phone from me. “How much do you need?”
“Millions of dollars. I want it by tomorrow and you gone as well. Also, Rae shouldn't know about our deal. This is between us, Mr. Montgomery.”
He smirks again, his glint in his eyes intensifying. “You have my word, Miss Daphne.”
Without another word, I turn and walk out of the bedroom and step into the small living room and finally, I let out the breaths I've been holding in his presence. I place my hand over my chest to calm my ragged breathing.
I can not afford to be frightened now. Fate has brought a member of the Montgomery family and I cannot miss the opportunity to get what I want, get the revenge I want and what's meant to be mine.
I only need more time and once I get clo-
“Daphne.”
My body jolts and I instantly turn to see Rae entering the little room with a paper bag of takeouts. “You are back!”
“What are you doing standing there? I brought dinner. Let's eat. I'm starving.” she flashes me an unsuspecting smile and goes over to the little kitchen space.
“Did you get something for our guest?”
Instantly, she brightens up, her amber eyes glimmering too brightly for a world as corrupt as this—that’s what I hate about her—her ability to smile and make it seem like everything is fine when nothing is.
“Of course. I won't let him starve.”
I would have let him starve. I would have let him bleed to death in that alley without a single emotion. And that's what's different about us. She feels too much while the world has shattered my soul to the point I don't give a fuck about anyone.
Despite growing up in the shitty orphanage, Rae had always endured everything with a smile. I'd entered the orphanage at 13 when I lost everything with just a snap of a finger. I met her as a smiling girl and she has grown into a smiling adult despite the cruelty of this city she has also faced as a young child losing her parents. My memories as a child have stuck with me and each day, the bitterness on my tongue and my thirst for revenge grow.
“I will bring his dinner to him. He might look sick in the head but I can't allow him to starve,” she informs me and I nod, then I watch her head in the direction of her and vanish inside.
I let out a sigh. Time is the only thing I need and once I am done, the whole world shall hear my story, and the empire will fall at my feet.
(LIAM'S POINT OF VIEW)I stand in my room. The air feels thick, like the house itself is suffocating under the weight of our shared malice and greed. My hands rest in my pockets, fingers curling into fists, and I stare at the floor as if the answers I’ve been chasing are hidden in there.This place—this family—it’s nothing more than a cage filled with predators, all circling the same prey.The old man.He sits at the center of it all, clutching his wealth, his power, his legacy as if he can take it to the grave with him. Maybe he knows. Obviously he senses the knives at his back, the poison in the wine, the traps laid in every corner of his empire. Grandfather barely looks at me unless it’s to criticize. His approval, his respect—both always feel just out of reach, like a cruel game I’ll never win. But for him? For him, it’s different.They’re all so eager, so desperate. They think they can scare him into an early grave with their scheming and backdoor deals, but the old man’s toughe
(REIGN'S POINT OF VIEW)“What plans do you have for Miss Raelynn, sir?”The question causes me to raise my head from the file I'm reading. I look at Dean who sits at the driver's seat, hands on the wheels and eyes focused on the road ahead of him.“It's only a matter of time she's paid to work for them. It's obvious she's attracted to you, why don't you use the opportunity to get her to work for you.” he continues.I tilt my head. “Do you believe she could easily be bribed?”He shrugs. “With the amount they offer and persuasive they are, anyone will easily be tempted. Besides, she's just a maid and she just needs money. You can offer her something better,”I smirk at the ambiguity in his words. “Do you think I will live that long, Dean? Perhaps, my end is nearer than the old man's,” “Sir! You shouldn't say something like that!” He clamors.“My health is deteriorating, it's best if we don't keep our hopes up.” I dismiss the idea.“Only if you consider the surgery. There's a fifty chan
(RAELYNN'S POINT OF VIEW) I guess I spoke too soon when I said it's peaceful now. I thought they'd forgotten about me.I sit in front of Mrs. Pam and Ethan on the opposite sofa in Ethan's bedroom. Their eyes scan me over, judging yet calculative.“What do you want?“The question from Mrs Pam catches me off guard, my brows wrinkle in confusion. “I don't understand.““Don't try to act innocent. How much did Llia offer you, I will give you double of it.“ she narrows her eyes.“I don't know what you are talking about, Mrs Pam, I have been offered nothing.“ Where the hell is she going with this?“Fine then, how much do you need to be my pawn.“ My eyes immediately widen in realization. “I-I-I…”“I will stop beating around the bush. My father has taken a liking to you and it still puzzles me to no end but if that's his choice, I won't go against it but that doesn't mean I won't turn it to my favor.“ She pins me with a stare. “What do you know about the content of his will?““H-his will?“ I
(RAELYNN'S POINT OF VIEW)“Daphne.“ Her eyes are harsh and her jaw is clenched, matching the tight grip she has on my grip that makes me yanks it free from her forcefully.“That hurts.“ I pout as I rub my wrist, looking at her in sheer confusion on what I have done this time.“I saw what you did with Reign. How can you allow yourself to be fooled and used, Rae!“ She begins, shocking once more with her tone of voice. “I keep telling you; no one in this household can be trusted. All of them have motives behind their actions. And I can't believe you can't see that.“ She immediately exhales a breath, seeming to calm herself down.She starts again, calmly this time but the look in her does not change. “Look Rae, I know you have a crush on Reign, it's written all over you but don't you find it weird that Reign is suddenly all over you?“ Her words strike me harder than I expected. I blink“Think about it, he's suddenly so attached to you like a moth to a flame. He's trying to make you beli
(RAELYNN'S POINT OF VIEW)I try to concentrate on the task at hand, which includes ironing washed clothes in the laundry room with two of the staff members, but no matter what I do, my mind drifts back to Reign.He's like a doom fruit—sweet-looking but forbidden, if that makes any sense.He's stuck in my mind like a parasite. The way he looks at me makes my heart skip more beats than one, and the way his lips curve into a smirk whenever he talks dirty makes the butterflies in my stomach dance and heat run south.“Careful, you might burn yourself.”The unexpected voice beside my ear shakes a yelp out of me. I press hard on the iron, and it burns through the shirt. My eyes widen in terror, more at the ruined cloth than the cause of it.“Oh my God! What have you done?”Reign tsks, unimpressed. “It's just a shirt.”I throw him a glower, which he smirks at. “It's not just a shirt; this is worth my salary. You can't just sneak up on people working. What are you even doing here?”He used to
(REIGN'S POINT OF VIEW)“What brings you here, Liam?”I tap my way off the bed just as Liam walks into the room. I stroll over to where my coat was discarded and take out a packet of cigars, popping one into my mouth and lighting it up. I study the look directed at me. He looks like I've murdered his favorite pet.His jaw is clenched, and his eyes are venomous. It's a rare sight to see him this irked. I smirk.“I see that Mother was right. You sent that maid to seduce Grandfather just to gain his favor. I'd always believed you were better than that, Reign.”Raelynn. I test the name on my tongue just as an image of her pretty face and innocent eyes shining back at me, pressed against the bed, pops into my head. A tiny smile emerges on my face as I release a huff of smoke into the air. “I'd always thought you knew better than to listen to anything that comes out of your mother's mouth; she says one thing and does the other.”Liam's eyes narrowed. “Don't talk about Mother like that.”I s