LUCAS'S POV.My heart skipped a beat at the president's words. What did he mean by conditions? I held my breath, waiting patiently for the next series of words that would slip out from the president's lips. I pant slowly, my chest heaving as discomfort pooled down my arms. I wasn't quite yet sure what to believe, was it his words or the pungent feeling in my veins that told me this was another one of his games.“Accepted.” I said, dragging the word. The president’s expression didn't change like I was expecting. His breath didn't shuder, his pupils didn't dilate, It was almost like it was all real.“And what is that, if I may ask?” I took a step further, noticing the change in the air. The president was seated comfortably on the wheelchair, his composure unfazed.The thin stripes of light from the fireplace in the room striked a side of his face, giving the contempt in the eyes a brighter glow that had me pulsing. He stared up at me, his head tilted upright. I swallowed softly, a str
THE PRESIDENT'S POVI wasn't planning to bring out the 21 day challenge to Lucas but since the situation elevated quickly, I had to pull out that one last card. I thought it'd scare him, push him backwards and make him have double thoughs about becoming the next president but instead, it fueled his interest.The desperation in my son's eyes as he accepted the offer was scary, even to me but I decided it was smart not to allow it reflect. I tilted my head to look at Xavier's s I flash him a signal, he pushed me in the direction of the door.The wheelchair was very comfortable I must say. It wasn't that bad. I considered it a free three month rest rom walking and having someone, Xavier, push me around. I had pushed me discharge date just to be at the McKinney mansion.The tension might seem a lot heated but since we're in my pov, I'll tell you this for free, things aren't as they are. Lucas was dangerous, i knew dark secrets of my own son I deserved to preserve from the world.Our rival
ELLA'S POV “It’s a long story but if you don't help the president now, we could have a different story to tell.”My heart thumped hard against my ribcage as my eyes met the president's figure. His skin was already pale, his entire form unconscious. Fear gripped me on all four edges of my body as I gasped out.A shiver trudged up my spine. I tried to stay calm in the moment, it was good Ivy wasn't around, she went to do her homework and I wouldn't want her to be disheartened by the sight of her great-grandfather unconscious.“Grab me a long fabric we have to make sure to free his airways to atleast revive him.” I ordered Xavier as I rushed over to a side of our bedroom where I normally kept my hospital kit and opened it. I checked his heartbeat and was shocked to find out it was beating quite well.Just as I pulled off the heart rate monitor, I proceed to take the long linen fabric had brought. “We have to tie it over his chest, first we have to take away all jewelries and heavy fabri
ELLA'S POV “The truth?” I asked, confusion written boldly all over me.What did he mean by the truth? I scrunched my nose gently as I reached out to help adjust his pillow. “What do you mean by the truth, Mr McKinney?” I asked him again, this time, he actually responded to me.“I have to tell Xavier— he deserves to know.” He said and his voice faltered halfway into a dry cough that had him jerking his chest. Just a s he said those words, Xavier ran into the room, confused at to where the confusion in the air was coming from.“What's happenin— grandpa, you're awake!” Xavier's jumped for joy with the glass of drinkable water in his hands. He walked over to the bed and I took the cup from him to give the president.Mr McKinney took the glass from Xavier and after taking a long sip of the water, he placed the cup back on the nearby table. After doing that, his voice croaked out, “X… Xavier.”His pale fingers stretched to reach Xavier's face, his lids flickering weakly. He was shaking but
ELLA'S POV “The part I hid all these years?” The president's tone was etched with fear, for the first time, I saw fear glistening in his green eyes.Never had I seen his breath hitch, his back arch and his pupils dilating. With every step, Mr Lucas McKinney took, the room erupted slowly in an air of shunned tension.“Which part?” His voice was smooth, like granite but also daring. The president immediately broke into laughter, “Don't mind my jokes Lucas, I was just taking Xavier into the old room.” The president's voice made me shocked. I frowned. Was all of this a joke?I was about jumping into conclusion but once I saw him laughing hysterically, I knew he was pretending for Lucas. Lucas was also laughing alongside, his presence a threat.As the president laughed, I noticed his chest heaving abnormally. His eyes were brimming with tears which I pushed back under the guise of a laugh. “How did you know we were here, uncle Lucas?” I asked him softly, swallowing softly as I tried to
L U C A S 'S P O V I watched the president with cold eyes, it had been hours now and I wasn't going to fall for his pretend sleep. The truth was about to get out, but I wasn't really sure if he knew what I thought I knew.I made sure I scrubbed out all traces to the incident, how did the president found out about it? I scrub my hair roughly, thoughts pulsing through my brain. I freaking hated the fact that they were all still here.I wanted some alone time with the president, just the two of us. I need to find out all he knew. The thought of having him tell Xavier and Ella was haunting, sending chills though me. I came back to New York for one thing and that didn't include going to jail.No!I'd traced out all the evidence, even the police were clueless as to who the perpetrator was. How did he find out? Anger and restlessness seeped into my bones as I turned my gaze to stare at the two other people in the room.Xavier and Ella.They were still here and I could tell they were already
LUCAS'S POV“On your knees!” I ordered watching from the high chair as she did as ordered. The soft flickering sound the crackling fire made braced my ears as I chuckled.“Why did you do it? Why did you have to ruin all my sheerchard work for what? Only for the president to find out years later.” I thundered, my voice lashing through the thin silence in the air.Madame Browne moved slowly, my nails pressing hard into her flesh. She was on her knees as I had ordered, her head tilted downwards in fear. She was shaking like a winter leaf, her eyes lit up in confusion.“I still don't understand any of your words, what do you mean by I ruined all of your hardwork I promise you, I didn't do shit!” She cursed underneath her voice.The anger in me raged harder with each passing second, the sight of her filling me with irritation. “You don't still understand? Well, I'll give you a hint.” I growled, my teeth tighly.I tilted my gaze upwards, hesitating for a secondary as I stared at the guards
M ADAME BRO WNE'S POV “Hello,” I said, my voice hoarse. I could still feel the prick of glass on my palms, the soft pain but I overlooked it. The entire room reeked of sweat and alcohol. I waited a long minute before the person on the other end finally responded me. On the other end of the line, I could hear grunting and loud cursing. My patience soon waned once I checked the waiting time and saw it had been 40 seconds already.I scowl angrily, pulling the phone as I stretched my index finger to press the end call button. Before I could press it, the call was picked and a husky feminine voice beamed out from my speakers. “Hello, this is Poison speaking, if it's another loan company, I swear too God I am going to freaking come and deal with y'all myself.” I heard the familiar voice of one of my girls, Poison, my go-to actually.She was the perfect one for the role. “Hey, this ain't no loan shark company, it's Madame Browne.” I said and listened closely as a hushed silence followed m
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Dear readers, I apologize for the repetition of the previous chapters. I'm working with my editor to get it deleted. I apologize to the affected readers. I promise to make it up to you all. Updates will resume from today.ELLA'S POV Fear gripped my chest as I stayed there. Tied, bound and helplessly vulnerable. The air in the room was filled with tension. Tension from them— the two guards standing by the door. My heart raced in my chest as I had a pulsing headache bracef my scalp.I fiddled almost immediately as a low groan tore through my lips. I tried to move my hands but for a second, it seemed I forgot they were chained and pinned to the back of the chair. As I tried the yank then, a sharp jolt of pain lashed around my wrists as I winced.The tight ropes used to tie my hands were strong and it seemed the more I tried, the tighter they got. Scream after scream, groan after groan, I tried. The knots binding my arms to the back of the chair only grew tighter as the me
The silence in Lucas’s house always got under my skin, but today it felt like a blade. I moved from room to room, lookingnfor nothing, my heels clicking against marble floors, and the whisper of my own breathing sounded too loud.I was trying to escape that stupid bitch words, but they still didn't leave me. They followed me step by step, room to room.“You hated me because I got everything you wanted so easily. I didn't have to lie or sell myself —” Her voice echoing in my mind as if she was right next to me.That bitch had seen right through me. Right through the skirts and the tailored jackets and the flawless smile. I’d laughed it off at first—of course I’d brush it aside—until I realized how deep that knife had sunk.Deeper than anything had ever stuck me.I still walked aimlessly along the halls, and to my anger and surprise, I felt tears stung my eyes. Furiously, I wiped them off with the back of my hand. What did that birch know about my story. I hadn’t always been this wicke
The silence in Lucas’s house always got under my skin, but today it felt like a blade. I moved from room to room, lookingnfor nothing, my heels clicking against marble floors, and the whisper of my own breathing sounded too loud.I was trying to escape that stupid bitch words, but they still didn't leave me. They followed me step by step, room to room.“You hated me because I got everything you wanted so easily. I didn't have to lie or sell myself —” Her voice echoing in my mind as if she was right next to me.That bitch had seen right through me. Right through the skirts and the tailored jackets and the flawless smile. I’d laughed it off at first—of course I’d brush it aside—until I realized how deep that knife had sunk.Deeper than anything had ever stuck me.I still walked aimlessly along the halls, and to my anger and surprise, I felt tears stung my eyes. Furiously, I wiped them off with the back of my hand. What did that birch know about my story. I hadn’t always been this wicke
Ella’s POVI didn’t know how long we had been driving and I really didn't care. Minutes, hours—it could’ve been an entire day for all I knew.Time had lost meaning to me. Everything outside the window blurred together—trees, signs, shadows, but none of it mattered.I sat in the back seat, my hands tied, feet numb, lips dry. My head rested against the cold glass, and I stared blankly at the road passing by, trying not to let the panic consume me.Ivy.The thought of my daughter's name alone made my chest tighten.Her name was both a comfort and a curse right now.Tears welled in my eyes, but I blinked them away. I couldn’t break down now. I needed to stay awake. Alert. I needed to watch everything, remember every detail.Anything. Just in case I got the chance to escape. Just in case someone asked me later, “What did you see?”The man driving hadn’t said a word since they threw me into the back seat. Lucas was fitted beside me, the filthy smell of him pervading my nose.In the front s
Xavier’s povThere was a smile on my face as I drove into my street. I could see my home already, and the thoughts of my family waiting made my smile a little bigger.I pictured Ivy clinging to her inseparable teddy bear, her tiny feet racing toward me as soon as she heard my voice. I imagined Ella standing at the doorway, that sparkle in her eyes lighting up the second she saw me. That sparkle—God, it was everything to me. It made every long day worth it. They were my world. The reason behind every sacrifice, every late night, every early morning.They were why I did everything, my reasons for living.They were my world and I would always do everything I could for them.I doubted if I would go on living if they weren't here anymore.“Bad thoughts, Xavier,” I said to myself, shaking my head. “Snap out of it.”The smile stayed on my face as I continued driving, but when I turned into the compound, my smile quickly died from what I saw.I barely parked my car before I stepped out from i
Xavier’s povThere was a smile on my face as I drove into my street. I could see my home already, and the thoughts of my family waiting made my smile a little bigger.I pictured Ivy clinging to her inseparable teddy bear, her tiny feet racing toward me as soon as she heard my voice. I imagined Ella standing at the doorway, that sparkle in her eyes lighting up the second she saw me. That sparkle—God, it was everything to me. It made every long day worth it. They were my world. The reason behind every sacrifice, every late night, every early morning.They were why I did everything, my reasons for living.They were my world and I would always do everything I could for them.I doubted if I would go on living if they weren't here anymore.“Bad thoughts, Xavier,” I said to myself, shaking my head. “Snap out of it.”The smile stayed on my face as I continued driving, but when I turned into the compound, my smile quickly died from what I saw.I barely parked my car before I stepped out from i
ELLA'S POV.The silence hit me the moment I stepped my foot into the house. It was too quiet and immediately, I knew something was wrong."Ivy?" I called out, my voice uncertain as I held my breathed and waited for a reply. “Baby, Mommy's home.”Nothing. Usually, she would come running into my arms the moment she held my voice, but....I dropped my bag onto the floor, not caring where it landed, and bolted up the stairs towards her room. Her bedroom door was slightly opened, and I pushed it open fully, my heart pounding.It was empty.Everything was the same way I had left in in the morning. The bed was made, the curtains drawn, her favorite stuffed bunny sat untouched on the pillow. My throat closed in panic.I dashed to the bathroom, too, but she was nowhere to be found.She wasn’t here.Where could she have gone? She never left the house on her own and I’d made sure she knew never to open the door for anyone unless it was me or her father. Where could she be?My legs started to
MADAME BROWNE'S POV The moment the words left my mouth, a weight slammed into my chest, and my legs nearly gave out beneath me. My knees wobbled as I clutched the counter for support as I drew in a heavy whiff of air.The world, as I knew it, stopped as I watched shock flash through Lucas's eyes. They darkened almost immediately as I clenched my fingers tight. My nails dug into my nails as I let out a heavy breath before gripping my forehead with my fingers. I tapped my index finger over it as I felt set strands of my hair stick close to my hand and I felt a scalding heat zapping into my chest and I immediately knew who it was.It was his gaze.Lucas's jaw dropped as he got up from the chair and pushed away the two prostitutes sitting by his side. “Get away from me!” He thundered as his gaze lashed in my direction.It lingered on my body as I nearly froze on the spot. Fractured puffs of air rolled out of my nostrils as his gaze roved over my features. I lowered my head and swallowed
LUCAS'S POV I was at the bar when the door slammed open all of a sudden and I heard the heavy thudding sound of footsteps. I was halfway through taking a sip of my drink when all of a sudden, I heard her voice.My blood ran cold almost immediately as I whipped my head in her direction. “W-why are you here?” I questioned slowly with my fingers tightly clutching the glass cup in my hands as I placed it back on the counter. As I uttered the words, two arms snaked around my neck as the soft smell of roses washed into my nostrils. I turned my head in the direction of one of the ladies who was standing close to me as I whispered into her ears. “Stop that.”The arms slithering around my neck uncoiled almost immediately as the girls pulled back. The soft jazz music blurring into the air stopped playing as Madame Browne walked towards me. Her shoes clapped against the floor and the sound echoed repeatedly against the four walls of my room as I held in breath.Iit was obvious she was here wit