LAURA'S POV This is the only thing I've done right. Giving Liam a son, I mean. The eighteen months old is chuckling uncontrollably as Liam makes funny faces at him in the nursery. This is the only time I've seen Liam truly happy. I've been meaning to bring up the fact that I'm looking for his father's friend but I don't know what he'd make of it. I don't know if that'll make him happy or if it'll only groom the beast that's been slowly growing in him. I've been by the door for a couple of minutes and neither of them have noticed me. Not until Junior raises his head. "Mama!" He mouths, grinning. Liam turns towards me and smiles. "Hey, you" he hoists Junior into his arms and walks towards me. The baby's large dark eyes and curly jet-black hair deepens my own smile. Liam plants a kiss on my lips. I'm surprised I miss the feeling. It's been so long since he, or Montero, kissed me. "Hi" I mouth against his lips. "It's been so long since..." We both chuckle, "since we did this." I fi
NERIAH'S POV "Come back to the company"It's not a request, it's a command. I've been with Denver Chadwick the entire weekend and those are the only words he says to me when he gets a chance. I mean besides asking for his pills and his doctor. I don't understand this man. Sometimes he's soft and vulnerable, other times like right now, he's a cold-hearted jerk. "Do I even get to make a choice about anything in my life?" I cork my head to the side, a fake smile on my face. He closes the paper in his hands briefly,"Not that I know of."That fake smile wipes off my face. "You know Denver, I'm not a thing. I'm a person. An adult. I'll be turning thirty three in a couple of months. Until I met you, I had full control of my life and things were working out perfectly for me. I don't need you controlling or bossing me around. And no, I'm not coming back to the company!"I think I hear him chuckle as he finally folds his paper away. "I don't see the part where I gave you a choice, Neriah. Y
LAURA'S POV I want to get the hell away from all of this. It's the second day since I've been unable to successfully catch a good night's sleep. Liam's snoring softly beside me, making me the more nervous.I used to think I was a smart assed bitch but I've fucked up. Big time. The man I sleep with every night is a murderer. The man I made the father of my son kills people without second thoughts. My stomach churns as I roll over to the end of the bed. I haven't been able to eat either. Letting out a loud huff, I rise from the bed. I need a drink to clear my head. Liam said Professor Henry Dickson had kept him in business school because he wasn't "..fit enough to go into the business world with his grades." His father had issues with his friend because of this causing the two men to drift apart.Then why would Chadwick hand over his journal to someone he'd drifted away from for so many years? Liam said Professor Dickson didn't show up at their house again for almost ten years. And
DENVER'S POV When the first tear drops, I almost can't believe it's pouring from my eyes. "It's okay, Denver. It's okay." Her warm hands trail up and down my spine, soothing the searing pain in my heart. I wasn't related to Derek, but he shouldn't have died for me. If he'd tried to save his life, either I or Edwards would be dead by now. Especially since I wasn't with any weapon. Neriah hooks her arm in mine and leads me gently away from the garden into the mansion. I hear her calling for Ethan, I can't hear what she says, she's probably mouthing something to him. My hands are numb and trembling from all the blows but I don't care. And for the fact that I can't exactly dive into the case so as not to alert the cops or lead them to me. That's the last kind of publicity I need right now. "Denver, can you hear me?" I nod my head weakly, giving her a smile to ease her mind. I can see the troubled look in her eyes and I wish I could do something to take it away because it makes me n
DENVER'S POV Now there's blood on my hands. The cops arrived the minute Derek landed at my feet. "Hands in the air where I can see them!" I kept hearing those words but they made no sense to me. Edwards was in my arms and Derek was at my feet. "We need your hands where we can see them, sir." Someone said again, placing two fingers on Edward's neck. "This one's alive!" She yelled. She's a female officer. "Sir, can you hear me?" I feel like screaming at her. Like opening my mouth and releasing all the pent up anger and sorrow inside of me so that she can feel how I feel. Or better still, understand it. Someone lifts me to my feet, helping Edwards out of my hands. The female officer feels for Derek's pulse. "He's dead." She looks up at me. "Do you know who did this?" "I'm going to find him. Or her." Those are the only words I say as I rise to my feet, following the other officer who's nudging me gently away from the scene. I put a call across to Samuel the minute
LAURA'S POV I've never seen my husband so broken. He's sitting like the entire world's on his shoulders, head sagging, hands clasped weakly together. I used to think I was just going to come into his life and leave as swiftly as possible but it seems I've been dragged into shit I never bargained for. No wonder it was easy for him to orchestrate Neriah's murder. It wasn't his first. "Why'd you do it?" He shakes his head still unable to look into my eyes. "I just couldn't believe he'd choose Denver over me. I was his perfect son, the one he constantly bragged would take over his empire and make him proud. What suddenly changed?" "Why didn't you ask him?" I know I'm a heartlessness bitch but killing any of my parents? That's extreme. And to think it was over some money. He has all the money in the world now. If Liam could kill his father and kill Neriah then he can probably kill me. This realization makes me edge back towards the couch behind me. "I actually went in to sp