LOGINEve.Because Xavier says it's the truth doesn't mean it is, and that's why I've decided to put together a lunchtime at the fruit garden.I cooked the meals to the best of my ability. How dare Xavier say I rarely use the kitchen. Wasn't he just indirectly implying I didn't know how to cook? Indirectly calling my mother's efforts to make me a chef vain. How dare he.While the servants were busy setting the table, I was cooped up in my phone, browsing social media. A very lazy habit I picked up in weeks of being a cripple. Maddox says I'll outgrow the habit when I get busy again, when I'm on my feet. Yet I don't think I want to outgrow it. Or quit... It's just so addictive absorbing so much information, here I am stalking Percy's socials for no precise reason. Didn't know he had one, didn't know he loved the night sky so much that it's the only thing he posts.The media thinks he's on vacation. Thanks to the PR team of the royal house of Stanhope. However for how long will they c
Keaton.The French doors part again and a tall slender figure marches in. Here comes Knox, my right-hand man. Good, now that he's here I can ask him what's going on. He seldom speaks to me these days and I'm beginning to worry that there's more to worry about.Knox took the seat beside me, Danielle walked over, set a cup for him, poured him some wine only to add juice to my glass afterwards. Wasn't it too early for red wine, though?"Perfect timing Knox, what's the progress on Percy? Sigrid here tells me it is the Rostovs," I said, exercising my hands as I sliced through my steak... Before taking a bite I sniffed it subtly, checking for any off scent.I knew Danielle very well. I wasn't checking for poison, I was checking for medicine... She is very capable of poisoning me but she doesn't want to... Instead, she tries without end to convince me to take my treatment seriously, just to keep me alive in this misery."I'm not certain it's the Rostovs yet. The security agency Flavian run
Keaton.Inhaling the cold air, I forced my eyes to open to another day in this cold world. My back muscles ached at my slightest attempt to roll to my side... and mute the alarm. It used to be the reason I woke every day, but now it's my curse... a burden that sets me off for the day.So in the end I remained stiff as a log in the bed, hoping someone, anyone, would come and kill the alarm already... As I waited in anticipation, the door actually came open, and yet the person I was hoping for... anticipating, wasn't the one, but none other than the infamous wife of mine, Danielle...Yet another day to tolerate my mistakes and torture myself for it. Danielle was accompanied by several of my other caretakers. She glanced at me before going to turn off the alarm. "Get rid of this old clock already..." She slammed it back down on the nightstand and folded her arms against her exposed chest... She was still in her morning red robes.I grasped for air as the two caretakers helped m
Danielle." ...Did you hear me??"I arched a brow at Diana, the forensic pathologist in charge of the charred body that was brought in recently on suspicion of it being Flavian's body.Diana had brought the reports to me to preview them... But I didn't, already know... that body is Flavian's whether it is him or— It. is. Flavian.The autopsy was just a procedure... At the end of the day... I'll still tell the family what they all want to hear.So sad... We lost him indeed.So it turned out that he was actually in Ivory Coast to meet a woman... Just as planned.The woman? I know her... one of my loyal patients— subject... It wasn't a surprise when she finally reached out, letting us know Flavian's location... The girl was stubborn though... it takes a lot of pressure to have her follow through with my plans... But in the end, she's still one of the many valuable
Eve.My eyelids fluttered open; the fresh scent of cloves filled my nostrils. My vision was blurred at first. I saw a tall, dark silhouette standing like a statue at the foot of my bed; for a second, I thought... I anticipated and just wanted it to be Flavian and it turned out to be Mr Lawal, my butler... He stood there holding a brown envelope... but that wasn't my focus. How could he have stood there watching me like a creep?"What time is it?" I murmured."Five""Am?""Pm""How long have you been standing there?" I looked sideways, tracing the scent of clove and cinnamon to a lit candle situated in a clay plate."Two minutes—“"How long has this been lit and who lit it?" I cut in with another question, eyeing the candle suspiciously." Ms Harrington said it'd help you sleep better... that It's refreshing "I hummed in respon
Eve."And what about Percy, any luck getting into the Rostovs territory"She rolls up the sleeve of her leather jacket and shows me bruises that cover her forearm."You see this? It wasn't from my boyfriend... Those motherfucking security were gonna arrest me so I struggled my way out... The rest of the bruises are covered up but I want to show you this one"I set my head straight, resting my forearms on the armrest and intertwining my fingers as I stared at the two of them blankly."So no good news then. Hmmm, noted""I told you not to send the bitch there alone, she's too dumb for something that simple... You had one job Penny and you screwed it the fuck up... You can screw this up but you can't screw your boyfriend up..." Cassandra berated Penny...This led to another argument, and I was more than happy to watch them argue... Anything to pull me out of the darkness my mind was slowly caging me in"You shut the fuck up... Just shut the fuck up, if you—“"You have a voice? Ohh may I







