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Chapter Thirty Four (Part two)
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HIS TOY Sixty Three
OWEN WINTERS Having motivation was far different than having a plan at hand. The sun sat at the east, and me on the bed, with my face buried in my hands. “How should I deal with that bastard without hurting him directly?” I asked rhetorically, my pinkie finger twitching.“Ash Winters wouldn't think the way you're thinking, he wouldn't be so worked up like you are now, sweetheart, he'd strike first and hard,” Amy said coming into the room, a towel strapped around her breast, her long legs visible. She let her hair down, adding radiance to her ivory skin. She was right. Having done my research, I found out Ash never thought before he acted, and that probably was meant to be an advantage to me, but that man's brutality was on a whole different level — he was psychotic. Amy walked towards me, her strides slow and although not what I was meant to be feeling at the moment, they were sexy. She sat on my lap and wrapped her hands around my neck, the top of her breast popped out of the
HIS TOY Sixty Two
AMELIA XAVIER Most chapters started with how exceptional the weather felt or how the sun kissed the skin of whichever character the book had, but in real life, it was different — dangerous, daring and most of all, how suffocating life felt. But amidst all these, I found a little happiness with Owen Winters, the handsome man that eleven years ago, was my crush. Then we met in Paris, he called it fate, but I thought otherwise. Fate or coincidence, we met and had the sweetest night of our lives.I'm a lady who's ambition was to take over the Xavier's business, but here I was met with the most twisted turn of events. That moron, Ash Winters knew about the baby and damn the gates of hell, war was coming, Owen never gave up that easily especially after all the effort he had put since his father adopted him. I stood watching Owen as he left to see his father, Mr Winters. The music and talks in the hall added to my frustrations, and the fact that Ash Sean Winters stood beside me, arms
HIS TOY Sixty One
OWEN WINTERS “Why do I feel something in my throat?” I murmured as we, Amy and I stood at the huge door. The room was well lit, and lively, but I knew exactly what it'd turn to once I entered.“Whatever is hanging on your throat, shove it down to the pit of your stomach,” she answered and cursed silently. She didn't want to be here, but here we were, doing shit to keep our little secret a secret. Amelia wore a much flay gown to hide her little bump, and that suited her even more. Her skin glowed in the light, and her hair packed in a bun. “You're beautiful and beautiful people can survive most things,” I smirked and held her hand squeezing it tightly. She sighed. “You're too full of yourself Owen Winters.”“I learned that from the Xavier's. May we go in?” I asked, still holding her hand, but softer than before. “I won't break, so don't hold me so gently,” she remarked and stepped into the room before me. The silence that followed was something one couldn't describe — uneasy,
HIS TOY Sixty
AMELIA XAVIER We sat in the pool, our legs feeling the coldness of the water. Stars hung dimly in the night sky as only few were noticeable. Tree leaves rustled in the breeze as it blew softly against our skin. The party was tomorrow and we weren't enthusiastic about it. “How powerful is he?” I asked out of the blue, and he seemed surprised by my question, but he answered anyway. “Powerful enough to get followers because first, he's the real heir although a bastard, as father puts it, and then again, they hate me,” Owen answered, he let the water determine the movement of his legs. “Why would they hate you? Because you're the adopted son or that you're the black child in the midst of white mafia parents?” I asked rhetorically, and he shrugged knowing that we both knew the answer to that. Silence ensued between us once more, and I focused on the ripple effect my feet made in the water. “So what are you both fighting about now?”“Power. Authority, and oh God, he has eyes on you,
HIS TOY Fifty Nine
OWEN WINTERS The business with the Russians was going quite well, and that was soothing at least, although the major problem hadn't been solved — the personal problem. I sat on my chair swivelling it in an arc pattern, my hands on my chin. The documents piled up in front of me wasn't my concern, and that was something I would do later or tell my assistant, whatever her name was to do it. My coffee must've gone cold, because the absence of steam was present, only a melted ice and a caramel colour lay motionless in the coffee mug. I hadn't spoken to father since the incident with his legitimate son. I did my own background check and terrifyingly enough, those allegations were true. Father —Mr Winters did have another life apart from the known family, and yes, his fucking son was the product of it all. But to crown it all, the dick head was to be the real heir to the house of the Winters. Something I worked for all my life. “Pathetic,” I scoffed, my fingers playing with my hair
HIS TOY Fifty Eight
OWEN WINTERS I'm dying.No — I'm dead.Pretty much dead inside. I sat on the couch, my fingers clutched tightly around my coffee cup, the hotness of the coffee burning through my skin, but I couldn't care less. The sound from the TV vibrated through the room, but not too loud for Amy to hear. The weather was cold, so Amy lay in bed covered in blankets, and not too far away, maybe… just maybe, a branch had fallen on the road due to the heavy rain that helped deepen my gloom. Well this was a new day, and happiness seemed bleak on my side. I stared blankly at the screen, as people talked and moved until my coffee fell from my hand and shattered on the floor. Shit! A glass had pierced into my toe leaving a small cut, and the steaming liquid splashed onto my feet burning through my skin. “Merde!” I cursed wincing at the burning on my skin. I needed to clean up before it caused further injury. I stood to leave, carefully avoiding the shattered pieces of glass and the already spille
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