The commentators voice drifts out of the TV as the news starts “Good evening, viewers. We are back to deliver the evening news at 8:00 PM. Please stay with us. On the agenda for today:*Crime rate rise and how to tackle it.*Johnson’s stocks crash woefully in the market and continue to drop without any sign of recovery We all look at Desmond apologetically, and I squeeze his rock hard thighs a bit, offering some comfort. He responds, still bereft, “Eh, I am glad I dumped mine. My financial team deserves a raise; they never stray me wrong.”Shawn says, “Finding financial experts that can read stocks so well is rare. You should give them a raise.”Brandon says, “I agree with Shawn.”I don’t know much about stocks, so I face the television just in time to hear the last on the agenda “last but not the least: Mr. Morgan Clark will address the public about the information released about him yesterday.” We all become silent when we hear this, Morgan’s media team have don
I awake to Noah’s small hands snuggling into me, and I almost weep from the sheer joy of it. The fact that I am still here to be able to enjoy this, knowing fully well that a few hours ago I nearly lost my life to a deranged she-wolf. Fear courses through me, making me start to shake uncontrollably. Noah stops snuggling and asks innocently, “Mummy, are you cold?” His innocent face scrunched with worry. I answer him softly, feeling a tad bit guilty that I made him worry. “A little bit, honey. Please, can you get the air conditioner remote?” “Okay, Mummy.” He gets up and brings the remote to me. “Thank you, Noah.” I kiss his head. I turn off off the air conditioner, and my tummy rumbles loudly. Noah laughs and starts singing, clapping his hands, “Mummy is hungry, Mummy is hungry…” I laugh at him. “Yes, honey. Mummy needs to eat. Come on, let’s go and find some food and your dad, while you tell me all about your day.” He swings my hand gently, and we head down the s
Gabes POV I carry Aaliyah up the stairs gently, trying as much as possible to keep her comfy. I look down at her face, She looks so young and innocent cradled in my arms like this. My protective instincts surge inside me. I let out a low growl, She has been such a wonderful Boss; I enjoy protecting her and her son. Thank the Goddess I followed my instincts and went to check on her. This is going to be a huge council problem and I know even if Brandon reports this, nothing can be done to her. What Amellia said is true, as annoying as she is. She is Brandon’s chosen Wife. I shake my head trying to clear my scattered thoughts.. This is the wolves’ way. Everything is decided with brute strength. So she is just marking her territory, and she will never give up. I will have to beef up security around the house's perimeter and leave a standing order to not let her in, which I know will not go down well with Luna Carlista. But Aaliyah and Noah are my responsibility. I’ll be dam
Amelia quickly lunges for me, I scream, paralysed by fear. I do not even attempt to move because I know I won’t make it. I close my eyes cover my stomach waiting for impact, because I know she will strike to kill not to hurt me. My heart is pounding so hard and I start praying fervently to the goddess somebody… anybody… Please help me. Protect me from this crazy she-wolf. Please, I beg silently, I really don’t want to die like this… I really don’t. I feel a huge body shift her to the side, both of them crashing into the side table, breaking it into pieces. The sound of splintering wood echoes in my ears, ringing. I open my eyes slowly to see my saviour and it’s Gabe! Oh, thank the goddess. I have never been so grateful to see him. Never. Relief floods my body and my knees almost give out. My hands are shaking badly and I feel a small glimmer of hope amidst the chaos… just a flicker. Gabe growls at her, releasing his energy, but she fights back. She is also a daughter
After a much needed rest from the previous days excitement. The first thing I do is get online to see just how good Morgan’s PR team is. Have they started doing damage control or is the fire still burning?It’s a mess… People are now coming out of the woodwork to smear his character. Old staff fired and angry. A mob is shown stationed outside Rhodesway Drive. I laugh shutting down my laptop with satisfaction… it might just be the beginning but what a way to start. I switch on the TV and pick local television news. It’s back on again, a repeat of yesterday’s news.Ha ha, no rest for the wicked. I remember the men will be flying in on Desmond’s plane so I have a bath and dress up in a yellow silk Moroccan bou bou with lace embellishment. Noah is wide awake now, sitting up in bed rubbing his eyes.“Mummy, good morning.”I give him a kiss. “Morning honey punch. Brush your teeth and have a shower so we can go eat.”“Okay, Mummy.”I settle in my chair and pick up my phone to
Geena's POV MEANWHILE GEENA’S staring out the window as her RED CADILLAC IS being driven up Rhodesway drive gate. …… I am so upset by this whole ordeal. I hate how calm Aaliyah sounded. I still think she was involved in the leak, but I have no freaking proof.Then I remember something. I scroll through my phone until I find oh yes Amelia Winthrop, Brandon’s supposed fiancée. We are not exactly friends, we only see each other at the country club, but we have a common goal now, so here goes nothing.She picks up on the first ring. “Geena, how are you dealing with these god awful lies the media are spilling?” I sigh before answering. “It’s been hard, Amelia, but hopefully the media team handles it swiftly. I just wanted to let you know Aaliyah is back in your territory… with your man.” Amelia scoffs. “The Luna told me not to worry. It’s just because of Noah. He will never choose her.” I laugh, sharp and bitter. “Not from the looks of things. Have you seen how cozy they