All Chapters of The Reaper CEO - The Legacies Series - Book One : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Blake POV“Seriously, Blake, you’re freaking me out,” Emma says as she looks at the wall in my bedroom. You know those walls in horror films where the police are trying to find the killer? The red lines connecting the newspaper articles, and the photos, all the evidence into a gigantic mural… well… That’s how my bedroom wall looks like right now. I look at Emma, offering her an encouraging smile before I refocus on the wall.I am a journalist who specializes in taking down criminals. I have successfully handed over three men to the police who have ties to the Italian mob. I single-handedly do a better job than the police, but I don’t have rules I need to follow. I am not afraid to bend the law to get the information. I just want to give people a great report on my job.I have been trying to take down the man who killed my mother, but everything I try to find out about him leads me to a dead end. It’s all very frustrating. I am good at my job; I am starting to suspect he is figuring ou

Wyatt POVThe dinner party Sandrine put me through with her family wasn’t enough to show New York’s society that we are engaged apparently, so here I am, sitting in my car as I look at the entrance of the extravagant event Sandrine arranged. “Darling, we’re very important people, and the society needs to know we will be married soon, maybe a spring wedding?” I remember her words as we walked into the dinner event two weeks ago.Agreeing to this has more to do with the business deal I will be making than anything else. If I want to take over her father’s business and his place as head of the Italian mob, I have to put up with this shit. I take a deep breath as I rest my forehead against the steering wheel.A knock on the window makes me frown as I look out to find Dash and Jagger staring at me. They look so much alike, it’s absolutely stupid. They even have the same haircut. Apparently, messing up with people is their main thing. They like that no one can tell them apart except for me.

Blake POVI look in the mirror and I barely recognize myself. The sage green dress hugs all of my curves all while the shapewear I am wearing softens all the bumps and curves. I have never felt so sexy in my life. The slit of the dress is on my left leg and it goes all the way up to the middle of my thigh.The makeup is dark with some pops of green while the red lipstick covers my lips. I smile as I turn around and look over my shoulder. The shoes I am wearing are so high I am afraid I am about to fall on my face, but I love what I see in the mirror.“I know the dress is a little small, but I wasn’t made aware we were going to have someone to fit today and most of the girls I need to fit are a size two or four,” she says, and I nod. Way to make me feel shit about myself. But unfortunately for her, I really don’t care. I look hot.I hear a whistle behind me and when I turn around to see who the author is; I smile as Trent walks to m

Blake POVWalking away from Wyatt Hayes turned out to be the hardest thing I have ever done in my life, and I have done some incredibly hard things in my life. The way his two colored eyes watched me, as if he was drinking me in, as if he was committing me to memory, watching my every move to make sure he wouldn’t forget anything.As I find Trent in the middle of the room, he smiles, passing me a glass of champagne that I gladly take and empty without thinking twice. “Wow, take it easy Pierce,” he says and I nod as I hold the glass between my trembling fingers.“Are you okay?” He asks as he faces me, his fingers brushing my skin as he moves a strand of hair that fell in front of my eyes. I nod, biting my lips as I remember the heat coming from Wyatt’s body. I swear I smell like him now. His jacket smelled so much like him, I bet I smell the same now.I wish I could just sniff my arms, but it would be embarrassing and I

Wyatt POVIt’s been exactly five days since the engagement party and Sandrine has been clingier than ever. I guess that the display of affection I pulled on her made her think things changed and I wanted something to do with her. I pinch the bridge of my nose as the seventh message of the day flashes on the screen of my phone.“Her again?” Jagger asks and I nod as I turn my phone off and shove it into the back pocket of my jeans. I am tired of her shit and if I didn’t have so much to lose, I would honestly tell her to fuck right off. I hate the way she talks to me, and the way she thinks she can have any say in my life.“Wouldn’t want to be you,” Dash says as he looks at me over his shoulder while Jagger drives and he sits on the passenger seat next to his twin. I am in the back of the SUV with my laptop while we try to connect to the sound system of the car in front of us.“They will be realizing we are fol