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One month had passed in the Winters estate and the weather became warmer than usual. The chirping of birds could be heard not too far away — everywhere was finally at peace. Amy sat in the living room, her eyes stuck to a book Owen bought to keep her company, because as he said, work called. He needed to fix everything and return them back to normal especially after Ash Winters death, Mr Winters death and the casualties faced when dealing with the late Ari Xavier. Paris scented like peace, and everyone probably went back to their daily routine — no curfew, no being alert. Just as Amy put down the book, the door swung open, and Owen walked in in his usual outfit, royal blue Armani, and a well dressed hair, it was in curls this time around.Amy assessed her man, he looked nervous but only she could notice it.“Pumpkin,” Owen said, coming to give her a hug.She let him give her as many kisses as possible. She deserved it.They deserved it.“How's the baby?” He asked, caressing he

AMELIA XAVIER The smell of my favourite kind of coffee filled my nose as I opened my eyes. Letting out a yawn, I stretched myself out of bed and moved downstairs to meet Owen in the kitchen making breakfast. We were moving into the Winters estate today so why was he making breakfast? As I opened my mouth to speak, he turned to face me, handing me a chocolate chip. “I saw this on YouTube, how does it taste,” he said, shoving the chocolate chip into my mouth. I bit into it and the taste brought a smile to my face.“Tastes like something made with love. I'll go wash up and come down for breakfast,” I murmured, planting a kiss on his lips and walking away. A few minutes later, we were done with breakfast and we sat by the pool playing with the water. It was warm and surprisingly calming.“I thought we were moving today?” I asked, glancing at him.Owen shrugged, the look on his face said he was contemplating on whether to avoid the question or not.“I'm doing some renovations

OWEN WINTERS A month had passed and the mourning period for my father ended, now what was left was making me the don to this house. The hall was decorated with blue roses which signified the colour of the house Winters. The chandeliers shone beautifully casting its light around the hall. I took in the sights before going upstairs to get ready. I stared at the mirror holding my tuxedo jacket, memories of the recent events flooding my head — Ash Winters was dead, father died, Ari Xavier died and my child. I seemed lost because I didn't know when Amy came in.“Lost in thoughts?” She asked and I smiled, turning to face her. I took her waist pulling her closer to me so that our noses touched.“A lot of things have happened, it's only necessary to be lost in thoughts, pumpkin,” I whispered, my tone hushed and my breath brushing her lips. She chuckled lightly. I planted a soft kiss on her lips and started to pull away but she held me tight and kissed me sliding her tongue into my mo

AMELIA XAVIER The world should've ended the day I came to Paris, because that day changed everything for me.My dream was to be like father, strong, confident and regal, but coming to Paris was something I wished to regret, but why couldn't I? Ari pressed her leg against my wrist, pointing the gun at me. She smirked as she cocked the gun ready to end my existence. I shut my eyes, life flashing before me, tears building up. Just shoot me, bastard!I cursed. Before she left the trigger, the door swung open, and someone I knew would come for me stood there, a gun in his hand.Dylan Xavier, my father.Ari Xavier left the trigger, but by then I had smacked her down so the bullet went flying across the wall. She fell with a thud and my confidence boosted. “Attack!” Ari Xavier screamed to her men as they rushed towards Dad, his men blocked the way and fought them off. Ari faced me, dried blood stained her face as sweat dripped from her chin splattering on the ground. I clenche

AMELIA XAVIER The tracker led me deep into the woods. I clutched my gun as my feet crunched dried dead leaves with every step I made. The light from the moon hardly penetrated due to the large branches, instead it gave this eerie feeling.I needed to keep going. The pathway was endless and I soon started to lose hope that maybe I wasn't going to find that bastard of a relative, Ari Xavier. I stopped to catch my breath, resting my hands on my hips. Something told me that coming here was the worst idea ever, but it wasn't enough to stop me. Thinking back to what she had done, anger boiled within me urging me to move on. A few minutes later, the tracker beeped, and I knew I was there. Not too far away — something like a walk from where I stood, a house came into view. It looked old and shady, but I didn't mind, my goals were set and achieving them was all that mattered.Walking towards the building, I cocked my gun ready to shoot, but as I cracked the door open, no one was the

AMELIA XAVIER I sat in the sitting room watching the news, cameras flashed at the dead bodies that lay scattered around the woods. The police blocked the area saying investigations were going on as the news reporters relayed the reports of so many deaths in one night. My mind drifted to last night when we marched to the woods to kill Ari's men. Father was right when he meant that Ari might not show up, but she was just a step ahead of us which made me question our so called loyal allies. Someone was probably feeding her with our plans for her to sabotage every one of them. Rage boiled within me and I angrily switched off the TV hating the sight of those bodies. I had prayed everything would end that night, but it only grew worse by the second. Owen was in hospital and wasn't allowed to leave which would delay our attack and give that moron a chance to be ahead of us. I wanted to bolt out the door, meet her and strangle her to death if I could. Then I remembered something.

ETHAN COLE The following day felt like a breeze. I sat in my room alone with the laptop open, and the screen on.An owl hooted from a distance, when something — probably a cat, snapped a branch, sending birds scattering into the night sky. My eyes glanced through Winnie's messages. They had gone on a side quest without VAR's approval and as always, VAR didn't care what we did as long as it hurt them in no way. One of the men had carried a shard of glass, slicing it across Lily's face. Luckily, she used her arm to deflect, but she didn't have enough time to react fully, and the glass tore her skin.She had bandaged her bleeding arm, while cursing out at the man whom Zero had fired a bullet through his skull.Lily had never cursed, not with me around though… her eyes shone like that of an angel, and that pink cancer ribbon that always stayed tucked in her hair brought out her angelic face. That face didn't make me underestimate her potential. She loved working in the background.

AVA DUVAL His face was almost ethereal. The way his muscles flexed as he caught me ignited something in me. My cheeks burned, the smell of gun powder dissipating into thin air. Although my hands hurt badly from the force, I made contact with him, removing strands of hair from his sculpted face. His jawlines were chiselled and the onyx colour of his eyes glinted in the flickering light. “I look like a fucking princess,” I groaned, trying to stand. Ethan smirked, he opened his mouth to say something but shut it. “One in need, to be precise. I mean, the heiress of a multi billionaire organization is lying in the arms of a mere bodyguard,” I chided, my elbow pressing against his thighs just to lift my body. He seemed to have noticed my struggling because he pulled me up, so that our eyes locked. “A bodyguard that makes her spread her legs wide on his shoulder,” he mocked, breaking eye contact with me. His tender gaze roamed my face, resting on my lips. Father travelled for a

ETHAN COLE The area stretched farther into the darkness, a bulb flickered adding little to no light to the grounds. My gun stayed tucked in my belt as sweat slid down from my face. I huffed, my knees bent slightly, while my fists stayed clenched. I lunged at the dummy that stood in front of me, targeting its neck. My knee jabbed at its side while my hand snapped its neck. The head cracked, rolling across the floor. I hissed. Blood trickled from my knuckles; a splinter had pricked them, causing me to let out a painful groan. “This shit sucks.” My chest rose and fell as my legs took long strides toward the next unharmed dummy.My muscles flexed. Veins stood out along my arms. A sigh left my lips, the mannequin staring at me like some fool. Oh, yes, I was a fool. That part was true. My body arched forward, using my elbow, I cracked across its neck. Grabbing its arm, I twisted it out of place, then as a final blow, my legs pounded into its stomach, shoving it back. It crashe

AVA DUVAL I marched upstairs, my hand knocking down a vase with freshly cut flowers. It shattered on the ground, water spilling all over the floor. My body moved on, not caring about the broken vase. Swinging the door open, I marched into my room, my eyes still as wide as it was when I saw the look on Ethan's face. He had done it.I was sure he was the one.Who else could do something so depraved? How could he be so blinded by jealousy, that he killed an innocent man. The first normal man I had ever met. Liam Curvy wasn't the most handsome man, but he cared about the little things — the flowers I liked, how I loved my coffee brewed. Fuck, he even asked the details of my dreams. The shock withered into a swelling anger, causing tears to burst from my eyes. My face was already so puffy, yet the tears kept coming. With slow steps, I left the room, moving to Liam's supposed room. His scent lingered in the room, a soft woody scent with a mixture of cinnamon.My fingers grazed the

ETHAN COLE“Fuck. Fuck, No!” Ava screamed, her eyes trembling with pure horror. Her face turned ashen, and her lips trembled as she let out the piercing scream. I stood in the background watching the thick blood that splattered all over the ground. How exhilarating.Ava slumped to her knees, her body trembling as she tried to collect herself. I wore a blank expression on my face, scanning the body of Liam. Dried blood, flies buzzing around his bloated body. His eyes were opened, staring into the bright sky as though judging it. Suddenly, a black sedan drove in, the driver wound down the window. Mr Han stepped out, terror sucking the life out of him. He stumbled back, his hand slapped over his chest. The gory sight of his son in-law. This was going to be just as eventful as I had thought. Who knew that the business tycoon, Liam Curvy could kill himself a night before his private engagement? Was it caused by a slip, or was he so nervous that suicide felt like the only op

ETHAN COLE So it was agreed Ava would do a private engagement tomorrow when her father, Mr Han Duval returned. I walked through the hallway halting once I reached her door. My hands felt the texture of the fine wood, its smoothness doing nothing to soothe me. I leaned on the wall, legs crossed and arms folded.This sounded pitiful.All of this. Ava was down in the dining room talking with her soon to be fiancé, Liam. Their laughter echoed through the empty hall, and the more the bastard babbled on, the more my anger built. My ears itched anytime words came out of his mouth. My hands twitched, itching to slam him into a wall and watch the life drain from his eyes.Violence. It was something I had long known, and Ava was ever right when she said I was always ready to throw hands. Of course. Who else was a better punching bag than a man who disgusted me with his innocence. I waited. I needed to see Ava, to make her understand that her every action was a mistake she might