DON'S POV“What the hell is wrong with you?” I asked her because I did not understand why she would go back to that house.“What is wrong with me?” she threw the same question back at me.“You know Ken very much and no matter how I try to help you you keep messing up!”“Why didn't you tell me? Huh? Why didn't you tell me you knew Ken? You know, I'm beginning to see this whole thing as a fucking setup! A game between you two, some kind of freaking prank!”“Wow! May I refresh your memory and remind you that you were the one that had walked up to me and begged me to marry you and save you? Even though you and practically everyone knows that I would not be caught dead with a person like you!” I spat out those words so calmly and in such a nonchalant manner. What the hell did he mean by it was all a plan? I would never be Ken Peterson ally, never in a million years would that happen. It seemed like my words had hit her in the heart like a dagger, She squeezed her face like she was feelin
DON'S POV“I do not want to see you."He looked at me then frowned a bit, “You do know that you're talking to your father.” He added but I just walked over to the seat and sat down.“Dad? Why are you here? Clearly, you must have a reason to be here.” I asked avoiding his question.“No respect,” he hissed, then stood up and said, “It got to my notice that you have a young lady whom you intend to marry in your home.” I turned to him, stunned. How the hell did he find out? “How did you know? I haven't told anyone yet?”He lets out a small laugh “You seem to not know your father. I know everything and anything.” He knew everything, but yet he didn't know the culprit behind Maria's death, I scoffed.“Well now you know, what are you going to do about it? Stop the union?” I threw the words directly at him.“Stop you? It's time you had a wife.” He began, “Bring her to the family dinner as well as her father. I would like to know who is this girl."“What? That's not happening. Do not interfer
I sat behind the large, mahogany desk, looking out over the city skyline through the floor-to-ceiling windows, dressed in a dark suit and tie, looking serious and focused.I read through the stack of documents, as I furrowed my brows in concentration. The door opened as my Assistant, Meg walked in.“Sir there's trouble.” She says frantically, raising my brows at her, I frown.“What do you mean by we're in trouble?”“Redex company is planning on backing out of the Apex deal.” “What! Why would Don do that? Is he aware of the consequences!”"Rhat's not the problem sir, the investors have started calling and demanding a meeting with you sir”“Isn’t Don supposed to be the one receiving this query,” This is one of the biggest fish I have caught in a while and Don is trying to squash it.“Redex wouldn't be affected,” I angrily banged my desk,“That son of a bitch!! What games is he trying to play this time? Taking Lia is not enough now he wants to take my company down?” I turned to Meg,“Se
DON'S POVI was seated in my office when Julia walked in with a small smile.“Sir he's here” I already knew who she meant,“What a coward”. I cursed under my breathe as I said to her,“Let him in.” She left and shortly he walked in looking like a ghost of his former self,*You look horrible, Ken.” I tried to humor him, but he shot me a glare,“You're happy, right?” He asked as if he could strangle me,“You should have a sit and let's discuss the Apex deal,” I said feigning Innocence,“I am not here to banter words with you, I want you you out a call across the Apex clients and inform them you're seeing this deal to the end!” I frowned,“Is that an order?” I asked with a light scoff, then smirked,“You and I know you're going to lose a lot if I back out. So what's with the charade?”“First it was Accalia, now it's my company you're dreadfully after!”“Mr. Peterson, that should be a solid reminder that no one messes with Don and goes Scott free. See this as a punishment for what you did
ACCALIA'S POVIt was the next morning and as usual, Don had gone to work, although I had to go back home to invite Dad, Clarissa, and the ever-annoying Max over to dinner, I picked up my cellphone to call Bentley but her line was not going through and I wondered if she was busy or something. A knock came on my door and Enzo walked in.“Why are you here?” I asked him, he had been with me all day and the sight of him was nauseating me right now. I was tired of being watched twenty four seven. It was like I was a prisoner here, I mean I get Don telling me that I'm under house arrest but I did not know that he had actually meant it.“ The Young Master said I should accompany you home.” Came his response, and smiled at me.I wondered if Don loved attractive people around him, because Enzo was really good looking, he was also a complete talkative if you gave him the chance.“Why is that? I can take care of myself." I said and fold my hands around my chest in defiance.Enzo scoffed and gave
ACCALIA'S POV“Accalia?” He called. I immediately frowned, Took a deep breath and then said to him, “I only came because Don asked me to,” I said standing next to Nanny Maria. I held her hands not letting go.The door opened shortly, Max walked in, this time sober, but he looked like one who hadn't gotten any sleep throughout the night.“What are you doing here? Thought you left?” He says carelessly falling to the bed,He looked closer, “Oh, Nanny Maria's here. What a pleasant surprise.” Everyone looked at him, he was a disgrace, while Clarissa saw her son as the most perfect. I rolled my eyes then finally said.“You're invited to the family introduction dinner at Don's father's House by 9 pm,” I said,“Santis Donato? He is inviting us to dinner?” Dad asked, I'm sure he had been dying to breathe the same air as the business tycoon but hadn't gotten the chance. Well, he was wrapped around Ken's fingers and tossed about like a doll.“I have to go”“Wait! “ Clarissa called, making me
BENTLEY'S POVThe soft tendrils of morning sunlight gently caressed my room, coaxing me from the embrace of my cozy bed. As my eyes fluttered open, a silent protest echoed within. "Do I really have to get up?" I mused, my limbs feeling heavy with the lingering warmth of sleep.The allure of the soft, inviting blankets begged me to stay, creating a silent negotiation between responsibility and the tempting pull of a few more minutes in bed. "Five more minutes won't hurt," I bargained with the day ahead, though deep down, I knew those minutes had a sneaky way of multiplying into lost hours.As I stretched beneath the soft embrace of my cozy blankets, an internal debate unfolded."Do I really have to get up?" a part of me protested, clinging to the fading tendrils of a dream. The prospect of facing the day's challenges loomed overhead, and I felt a twinge of reluctance to abandon the cocoon of comfort that surrounded me.My eyelashes quivered restlessly, but it was no use - they'd given
DON'S POVI sat in the study room when Luca walked in with his head high, his eyes met with me and then he gave a short bow.“What's the latest update?”“She tried escaping to another country but we tracked her down.” He stated,“Who?”“The fashion designer. It turns out she's been trying not to leave for a while now.” He answered, anger surged in me as I angrily banged the desk with my fist.“So where is she now?” I asked,“Down, at the basement. We brought her in last night.”“Good. Send all staff away and Lia? Where's Lia?”“She left with Enzo shortly after you left for office, I suppose to her house.* He replied, short and cold.“Tell Enzo to hold her off till I say so.” He nods and then leaves to make a call, if the fashion designer knew something then that would be my ticket to a discovery.I headed down to the basement, it had been a while since I brought in anyone for interrogation here, aside from being a Mafia lord, our connection cut across all security sectors, even the la