RONALD
I looked at the screen of my phone, staring once again at the lady I was supposed to get engaged to tomorrow. It was an arranged wedding to seal the alliance between our families, but I felt nothing for her. I don’t swing that way. I chugged down another glass, and shook my head lightly as I felt the drink hit its spot. I knew I was drunk out of my mind, but I didn’t want to stop just yet. “Fuck it.” I muttered. Tomorrow was my 26th birthday too, and if I was going to get engaged, I might as well go all out tonight. I climbed to the top of the table, lifted my hands in air and shouted. “Drinks on me!” The room cheered me as I found my balance on the table and danced to the slow music erupting from the blasting speakers. In the midst of the crowd and flashing lights, I caught someone staring at me sexily, he was literally gawking. I turned around to be certain and when I looked back his eyes were still on me. On my body. To make things better, he was my type of guy. Soft looking features, and a perfect model body. I climbed down and walked over to him, trying to get a hold of my drunken self. As soon as I met him, I leaned over and gave him a kiss. Oh the pleasure that filled my lips when he returned it. He looked drunk too, but his body responded in a way that got my third led wanting to partake in the fun. We found ourselves a room after I had tipped a hostess. This young man was as impatient and drunk as I was. I reached for his belt and unhooked it, letting his pants fall off. He moaned as I rubbed his already hard dick, I pulled it out and admired it, the shape, and the length. “Fuck,” I moaned as I went down on him, slowly rubbing my tongue on his lips. He groaned, letting out a beautiful moan. I sucked the rest of him, feeling the warmth of his dick in my mouth. “I’m going to cum.” He moaned, grabbing the bed sheets. I blinked, already? Was he a virgin? He didn’t lie, within the next minute. I felt his hot cum spill out in my mouth. Damn. I pulled him out and let the rest of his juice pour out in my hand. I went to the bathroom to wash up and when I came out, he was gone. “Hey.” I called out, scanning the rest of the room. What the fuck just happened? I felt the alcohol and the rest of my horniness immediately leave my system as I ran towards the door. I went back to the club after looking everywhere for him, it was like looking for a ghost. I didn’t even get his name. Defeated, I called for my driver to take me home. Tomorrow was going to be the start of a different life, at least this night was fun. I chuckled, thinking about the wild experience I just had. No one would believe it. ********** I felt a loud throbbing headache as I woke up. I sighed there was no one to blame but me. I quickly got up and got dressed. I had only 25mins to make it downstairs before the guest started trooping in. The sound of the musical instruments, played softly in the lounge as I walked down the spiral stairs. A number of guest were already here. My sister, Megan, was at the bottom of the stairs to welcome me. “Happy birthday, bro.” she said with a mighty grin. “Your fiancée is here, you should go welcome her.” She leaned in and whispered. I sighed. “You should look more excited than that Ronald.” She said forcing a smile. “Yeah.” I replied forcing a smile back. Everyone in the family was aware that the marriage was arranged, so there wasn’t any extra ceremony going on. It was almost an official meeting, but with ball gowns and dinner suits. I sighted Kyla, my fiancée and went outside to welcome her. She wasn’t alone. I was shocked when I recognized who that was, the guy from last night. What was going on? What was he doing with her? “Hello Ronald, Happy Birthday.” Kyla greeted politely and extended her hand for a handshake. “I hope you’d like your gifts.” She said as a guard carrying loads of wrapped packages walked past us. “Oh, thank you Kyla, you didn’t have to.” I eyed the man once again before looking back at her. “Welcome. You look… lovely.” “Thank you. And this is my brother, Jeffrey.” She said signaling to the man beside her. I gulped, brother? The young man extended his hand for a handshake and I received it. “Hi,” he let out a small smile. “Nice to meet you. For the first time, Ronald.” He said, a little too knowingly. I nodded. ********** I’ve never been a fan of birthday parties, but having an engagement party that same day made it all the more official. And boring. I was glad when it was over. I couldn’t take my mind or eyes off Jeffrey. I wondered if it was just a coincidence that he was at the club last night. Was he into guys too? It made sense how he could have easily disappeared yesterday now though. I wasn’t the only billionaire in that room. I grabbed a glass of wine from one of the waitresses and turned to see Kyla walking towards me. She was beautiful, she didn’t deserve a marriage like this. I grabbed another glass for her. “Hi.” I said handing her a glass. “How’s it going?” I didn’t really know what else to talk about with her. She let out a loud sigh. “I know right.” I said, and we both laughed. “Are you doing okay though? This probably wasn’t the engagement ceremony you dreamed of.” She smiled, as if trying to hide her sadness. “Yeah, I’d be okay. You?” “I’d be fine. We just have to do what has to be done, right?” “Speaking of which,” she immediately switched to her office mode. “Jeffrey would be joining your office, to represent our branch and to further seal the alliance.” “Your brother?” I asked, taking a sip from my glass. “Yes, you would be his new boss, please take care of him.” she said calmly. I almost choked on my drink when she said the last part. “Of course.” I replied. I lifted my glass towards her. “Cheers?” She raised an eyebrow at me. “To new beginnings.” I quickly added. “Cheers.” Our glasses clicked. For a moment it felt nice, but when my eyes caught Jeffrey at the other end of the room. I knew this was going to be pretty fucked up.THIRD PERSON POV Ronald sat stiffly in the backseat of the car, staring out the window but not really seeing anything. His father’s ridiculous announcement still echoed in his head. A second son, like it was just a casual transaction that occured. He scoffed under his breath and rubbed a hand across his jaw.His phone vibrated on the seat beside him. He glanced at the screen, and froze.Kyla.He stared at the name for a long second, with an unreadable expression. Her timing was always just exquisite. Wasn't she supposed to be missing?His thumb hovered for a bit, then he finally answered.“Kyla,” he said flatly.Her voice came through immediately. It was tight, breathless, slightly panicked. “Ronald, we need to see. I have to talk to you.”He narrowed his eyes. “Why? So you can drive the dagger deeper? Or twist it this time?”“No. No… it’s not like that,” she said quickly. “Please. I’ll explain everything when we meet. I need your help.”That caught him off guard. His help? What now
THIRD PERSON POVKyla walked into Scar’s office and stood silently in front of his desk with her arms crossed. Her clothes were rumpled and stained from the act to look like she had barely survived. Scar looked up from the file he was reading, and for a moment, genuine shock flickered across his face.But it vanished quickly, replaced by a cold fury.“Kyla. Where the hell have you been?” he snapped, rising halfway from his seat.Then, catching himself, he sank back down and exhaled slowly. His voice was low and measured. “Do you have the stamp?”Kyla blinked at him. “Wow,” she said flatly. “Not even a ‘are you okay’? Or ‘glad you’re not dead’?”Scar raised a brow. “Do you have the stamp, Kyla?”She shook her head. “No.”The sound of Scar’s palm slamming against the table cracked through the room.“What do you mean no?” he barked. “Where the fuck have you been then?”Kyla inhaled, slow and heavily. “That’s what I am trying to tell you. I got kidnapped.”Scar’s eyes narrowed but he did
THIRD PERSON POV Before anyone could fully process the weight of Astor’s announcement, Silver stood up. The sharp sound of her hand against his face echoed through the lounge. Astor’s head jerked slightly from the force, but he didn’t react. His posture remained composed, even as the sting bloomed across his cheek. “How dare you?” Silver’s voice trembled, not with weakness, but fury restrained just enough to keep her from going crazy. “Where… where on earth, did you find the audacity to bring him in here? Weren’t your actions back then enough? Are you trying to fucking destroy me?” Her chest rose and fell as silence swept across the room. For Ronald, the entire moment felt like a familiar memory from the past. Like he was a kid again, watching his parents tear each other apart in rooms just like this. He had always known his father once had a mistress, but he’d never imagined a child came from it. And Silver, his mother, had once grown so sick, so fragile that at a point,
THIRD PERSON POV Kyla walked up to Jules and stopped beside him. Her arms folded loosely as she glanced at his profile. He was calm but tensed, like a storm brewed beneath his skull.“What are you thinking about?” she asked, in a low voice.Jules didn’t look at her right away. His eyes stayed fixed on something invisible in the distance, as though the thoughts in his head were heavier than the world around him.“I want to end every fucking thing,” he said finally. “Whoever the boss is, I don’t care. I want him gone. I don’t care if I have to die to do it.”Kyla let out a slow breath and tilted her head back, her eyes tracing the metal patterns on the ceiling. It was old, worn, and oddly familiar.“Do you mean that?” she asked.Jules turned to face her. His gaze locked with hers, and for a moment, nothing else mattered.“Well, I’m already dead,” he said.Kyla didn’t look away. Something flickered in his eyes, something she had not seen in years but had never truly forgotten. His pain
THIRD PERSON POVJeffrey stepped into Ronald’s office just after sunrise, the city still wrapped in early morning silence. The building was quiet, most of the staff not yet in, and the light filtering through the tall windows gave the office a cool, muted glow.He had only managed a cup of coffee with little food and no sleep. His mind had refused to rest for even a second.There was no use calling Kyla, he knew exactly where her phone was. And Ronald… he couldn't bring himself to face Ronald. Not after everything that had happened that night. Not after the accusations, and the fury in his eyes for something he had no idea about.Thankfully, Ronald had a meeting with his father this morning. That would buy Jeffrey some time. He wasn’t sure what he was going to do with it, but standing still wasn’t helping.The wedding was in three days. Whatever this mess was building up to, he hoped desperately, that Kyla knew what she was doing.He let out a slow breath as he walked further into the
THIRD PERSON POV Jules held the burner phone tightly against his ear, his tone was calm and intentional.“We have Kyla,” he said.There was a pause.“Listen very carefully. Don’t try to look for her. Don’t make a fuss about it either. And most importantly…” He glanced toward Kyla, still tied to the chair across the room. “Ensure that the wedding preparations go on as planned.”With that, he ended the call and dropped the phone onto the metal table beside him. Then he raised his hand in the air with a flourish, like a magician completing a trick.“See?” he said with a satisfied smirk. “All done.”Across the room, Kyla sat still in the chair, her body was stiff but her eyes remained sharp.She shook her head slowly, a mixture of disbelief and irritation swimming in her gaze. “You have no idea what you’re doing.”Jules turned back toward her, his jaw tightening slightly. “I know exactly what I’m doing,” he said. “I’m taking everything from Scar. One piece at a time.”Kyla's voice was ca