CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE*To the Orwells!*"But the question is, who will be the instrument of vengeance?" The mother asked soberly, gliding her gaze between her two sons. "Nevertheless, it is going to be a very cooperative mission. All hands must be on deck. And I mean you two must get along. But first, we will need someone to keep an eye very closely on their day-to-day life."Drake knew from the start that he wanted to be the one and not his stupid brother. He's gonna ruin so many things. And he despises working in a team. He's a solo maniac so it's a big NO.Drake signified with a show of his hand mid-air. " I will volunteer mother. You know I am best suited for this, unlike my brother." His brother chuckled softly. " Mother, let's be honest, this is a revenge game we're talking about here, brother. Let's face it, Finn is going to ruin the mission before it takes shape. He's too soft!" He chided. Calling his name made his insides churn in disgust and anger. Belittling like he's a ki
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR*Nothing More. Nothing Less*"We will see..." And the smirk that followed flashed in his mind. Having his brother in London is a terrible idea and he'd do anything to avoid that! Hence, successfully fulfilling the family's mission of revenge is his top priority. Remember, no feelings attached, and his past, detached. Simple! He sighed deeply. "Do you have feelings for Janice Jordan?" Rachael's words came to his mind again. Of course not! He can't afford to! He mustn't fall under her spell. Otherwise, his evil brother will return to his life and all hell will be let loose. Besides, he's simply messing with her. Or was he messing with his emotions? Cut the crap man! Today could have been far worse if Janice had caught him with Racheal. but thankfully, that didn't happen. So why is he all rattled and thinking about the past and his brother? But Why does he feel as if he's slowly skidding off track just a little bit?No! He slapped his face with his hands to scold him
CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE*the night she got drunk!*He seemed to have wanted it as much as she had wanted it too. He dipped lower, cupping her face in his hands as he gently captured her pouty lips into his. Her grip on his shoulders tightened, nails biting through his shirt as she moaned softly in his mouth. His body hardened. The soft sweetest sounds that she kept making were all the confirmation he needed. The kiss went from tentative exploration to frantic in seconds. She parted her lips widely to invite his tongue inside, as he plunged deeper. Her whole body shuddered with delight. He was still leaning over her while she was on the bed, which was rather uncomfortable for him to keep up with the kiss, so he slide into the bed beside her all the time their lips were still locked together in a deep passionate kiss. His big hands fisted her tousled hair as he deepened the kiss. Shockwaves moved like lightning through my bodyuntil they stopped between my legs, and she sighed softly int
CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX*Will you be my personal bodyguard?*"I have no idea what you're talking about." She croaked, still terribly embarrassed as she fixed her gaze on the floor, wringing her fingers nervously. She heard his low laugh."I can't blame you, princess. That night was...magical. Wasn't it? " His teasing husky voice sent a shiver shooting up and down her spine. Damn him! How did he have to keep casting her mind back to that night?! And making her lose control of herself too. She took several deep breaths and clearing her throat, she dared to look him in the face."Well, like I said, I have something important to discuss with you, Drake.", she spoke curtly, trying her possible best not to sound croaky. He arched his brows at her as if mocking her efforts. That jerk! She forced a smile at him as she tipped her chin daringly."Alright, Miss. Let me get myself some beer and you?""Water is fine if you don't have any soft drinks. Besides, I'm still under medication." He cocke
CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN*The deal is Struck*An awkward silence lingered.His brows pinched together in confusion. Of course, it was expected.Asking him to become her personal bodyguard out of the blue would definitely throw him in a state of confusion. "Personal bodyguard? Where is this coming from Janice?" He finally asked, the confusion still etched on his face.She smiled to herself. There's something amusing seeing him like that."Relax. Sweaty pants." She teased.He ignored the joke. His face was still grim with confusion as he await her explanation."Or maybe I should couch the question like this, will you be my personal bodyguard during my short vacation in South Africa?" She asked sternly, looking him in the eye. A small frown formed between his brows as he silently processed her offer.Truth be told, this was a rather unexpected offer. To be her personal guard? Really? Clearly, she's damn serious.He puffed out a breath."Why should I?" He quizzed sceptically.Janice had pred
CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT*A night walk*She turned to leave when he clamped a hand on her shoulder, halting her in her tracks."Let me walk you home. It's quite late." He offered softly. Her gut, once again, erupted with butterflies. This man had far too muchpower over her, and she knew that if she wasn’t careful she would give in to every desire she had."S-sure!" She stammered. Fuck her! He closed the cabin door gently and they commenced their journey past the stables and down the wasteland to the main residence. The moon was no longer hidden behind the clouds as its silver light glowed steadily in the midnight sky. The chirping of crickets and the hooting of owls broke the eerie quietness of the night as they made their way in silence. Thankfully, Drake came along with his torch to lead the way in the dark. The chilly breeze picked up, and shepulled my arms tight across her chest to hide the telltale sign that the temperature had dropped a few degrees, as her nipples hardene
CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE*Not again, Dad*Outside the open bedroom window, birds were chirping, and a nice air tickled her feet as it blew in. She must have kicked them out of my duvet somewhere during the night. She gradually opened each eye, groggily scanning her bedroom room. Her laptop was partially open on my desk-she spent some time during the night browsing through South Africa's traditions and other related stuff about her vacation country. The curtains were wide open, permitting the early morning sun to filter in. Her yesterday's worth of clothing was still hanging over the side of the hamper. The house was eerily quiet as She lay in bed, staring at nothing in particular, trying to muster the strength to get out of bed. She drew in deep breaths and exhaled slowly.She had also spent the night, dreaming about Drake Hughen. His perfect-shaped body, hard and strong underneath her naked body. They were on a vacation together, like a couple, a real couple. But she didn't exactl
CHAPTER FORTY* The Family's business comes first*Irritated, she slammed the cutlery on the table with a low groan forming in her throat as she glared at her father across the table.Nothing ruffles her feathers more than her father throwing shades at her concerning how dissatisfied he was with her apathy towards the family's company. She thought they had discussed this over and over again until he ultimately agreed to help set up her fashion store. Apparently, she was mistaken as he never ceases to raise the issue at every slightest opportunity. Honestly, it is beginning to get on her nerves and for heaven's sake! not today of all days that she was already prepared to discuss her vacation trip with him. Just great!The wide smile on his face suddenly disappeared as he met the glaring look of his daughter fuming silently across the dining table.He perched on his chair as he drew closer to the table, and guilt wrinkled his brows. He knew he messed up but it can't be helped! There'