He sent a double wave kick at meโa deceptive combination that momentarily toyed with my defenses before his foot lashed out in an incredibly fast follow-up, raising the available dust around us as I blocked the blow with my arm. A double wave kick is a unique technique where he launches at my shoulder, holds it midway, and then releases it to hit me, yet it remains incredibly fast despite the brief pause, showcasing his impressive speed."Not bad. I just came to check you out," he remarked, a wild grin spreading across his face."It's going to be a lot of fun when we spar in the future," he added, his eyes gleaming with excitement, almost maniacal."Your name?" I asked, impressed. His speed indicated that he could very well be an even greater threat than the immortals of Whitewater, not counting the one he claimed he couldnโt die."No one in this country knows my nameโonly one or two, perhaps. You can call me โNo One,โ" he replied, and in an instant, he dashed off, showcasing his spe
"Will you stop or not?" The new man shouted, aiming his gun at the girl beside him.โMum! I want ice cream...โ Six-year-old Drakeโs voice piped up just as both him and his mother arrived, oblivious to the chaos unfolding around them. The other customers in the restaurant had wisely scattered, leaving the scene eerily quiet."Please don't kill my daughter... just kill me instead!" Mr. Johnson begged, desperation lacing his words."We want you to reflect on your sins while you're still alive," the masked man insisted.Just as he was about to pull the trigger, young Drake suddenly leapt onto a table and launched a back kick that sent the man crashing into a glass display. The shattering sound echoed through the restaurant as Drake, despite his small stature, spoke the words with an intensity that belied his age. "I hate it when the weak try to act strong by picking on the weak!""Drake!" his mother yelled, suddenly realizing where her son had darted off to."Little rascal!" the man spat,
I was unable to concentrate during the lecture; my thoughts were a jumbled mess, especially with Sarah using me as her footstool. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the two-hour lecture endedโa fact that should have brought me relief. To my dismay, Sarah showed no intention of letting me stand up.Just then, a new lecturer stepped in, and the atmosphere shifted dramatically. Drake entered the room, causing an audible gasp to ripple through the class. My heart raced. Was Drake really in the Business Studies department? It made sense he was in batch A as well, given the department arrangement.โDrake.โ โSir Drake.โOur eyes met for a brief moment, but he didnโt say anything as he strode to his seat. โEveryone take your seats, and that includes you, Daisy,โ Mr. Oparah, the vice-chancellor, instructed with authority, but why is he teaching?Sarah huffed as she reluctantly lowered her legs, clearly annoyed that her moment of dominance was coming to an end. "I suspect you didn't
โDaisy, Iโll be the unserious one in our group, which means youโll be taking over the group leader position. Youโll mostly be the one visiting companies yourself, and Iโll provide financial support when you need it,โ Drake concluded, clearly focused on the front of the classroom, while I sat there, trying to process everything. โWhat's going on?โ I heard a male voice from behind me.โWhy would he pick a slave as his team member, let alone make her the group leader?โ Another voice chimed in.โIf I'm the last one without a team, I'd rather take a carryover than partner with her,โ someone else remarked.โShut up. I wouldโve teamed her up with one of you if Sir Drake hadnโt relieved her of that burden,โ Mr. Oparah interjected. Silence followed his words as I could hear the shuffling of feet as group leaders moved to choose their partners. Sarah had returned to her seat, visibly humiliated.Eventually, the selection finished, and we transitioned to the day's lesson. โNow, letโs delve into
The door swung open, sending a shock through me. I wasn't sure what to make of this bizarre turn of events. Perhaps Drake wanted me to have easy access without disrupting him when I arrived. I found a lift and stairs, but this time I decided to take the lift. He had said to meet him in his penthouse, which I assumed was on the top floor. I took the lift, having learned from my previous experience with Liam that it would take me to the top. As the doors opened, I stepped out to find a sleek, black, and expensive-looking door. I opened it to find Drake standing with his back to me, staring out at the cityscape through the glass.The penthouse was a marvel, with a unique and expensive black design that extended from the interior to the exterior, accented with plenty of glass. It was a very high building, one that I had admired from afar before, but I had no idea it belonged to Drake.โTake care of the kitchen,โ he ordered without even turning to face me.Part of me wanted to protest, but
Drake POVIt felt like an eternity waiting for Daisy to return as the sun began to dip below the horizon. Why was she taking so long? I rose from where I was and began my search, starting with my room. She wasnโt there, I wanted to check the bathroom section but I decided against it and proceed to check other rooms until I enter the last room that I found her sprawled out on the bed, her legs touching the ground.I move closer to her and I stared at her. No doubt she is beautiful as only a blind person will agree otherwise as she is currently a sleeping beauty.She is a slave, she should not be sleeping on my bed. I thought but just as I was about to wake her up. My ring tone broke my actions As I looked at the callers ID, my manager and I answered itโGood evening, Sir Drake,โ he greeted cheerfully.I remained silent, waiting for him to get to the point. โSo, how is your day without work going, sir?โ he asked.โBoring,โ I replied curtly.โWhy donโt we spice things up with an event y
"It seems as if you can't defeat the President's spoiled brat," I declared with a mocking tone. His anger flared, his annoyance palpable. "Three hundred and fifty million dollars," he growled, and the crowd gasped in disbelief. "You won," I announced. At that moment, it was evident that he wanted to keep pushing me to bid higher. The money was no problem for me; rather, I loathed the idea of being unknowingly controlled like a puppet.Rewind"You won," I declared. "What!" he yelled, his shock evident. "I thought you bid for that price," the auctioneer said, confused. "I can only imagine how you will be disposed of as the chairman, all to feed your weak ego," I shot back. "Damn you. How did you know? How do you know so much?" he seethed. I smirked inwardly; I have my ways. "Iโll be generous enough to buy your company when it goes bankrupt," I replied coolly as he stood, fuming, and stormed out. "I guess the winner for the watch is Mr. Drake. He secured the RDU watch for
Mr. Williams' POVI drove into the compound and immediately noticed a bodyguard standing by. "Is Sir Drake back?" I inquired. "Not yet," he replied curtly. "You can wait for him inside," he added, surprising me. "The Sir Drake I know would never say I should wait in his penthouse. He built this place for solitude. Asking me to come here is one thing, especially since the matter at hand warrants a meeting, but telling me to wait in his penthouse is out of character. He once called me here and I stood while he spoke," I thought, my eyebrows raising with skepticism. "Are you sure?" I pressed, maintaining my composure. "I just received instructions," he assured me. "What's the password?" I asked."I don't know," he admitted. "You must be kidding me," I retorted, already texting Sir Drake. Seconds later, he replied with a single name: "Daisy.""This is getting interesting and surprising," I mused, but I dared not question him about whether he had begun dating or something
"I also find myself harboring feelings for you," he admitted, and a wide smile spread across my face before I could stop it. "But I wasn't accepting it... obviously, you know why," he added. "Yeah... Weโre from two different worlds, and Iโm just a slave," I said, though joy bloomed fiercely inside me, knowing that Drake had feelings for me too. I had suspected it, he and Ruby were the only ones who treated me like a human, not a slave. And from someone of his status, it had always felt strange and suspecting... yet wonderful. "But..." "But you can't settle for me because I'm a slave. I understand. One thing is having feelings for a slave, but another is settling for one as a lover or mate, considering the public, your family, your reputation, and your pack. Even you wouldn't be able to get what you want. I understand. I've resigned myself to this cruel fate, and I wish you well in your current or future relationships," I declared, cutting him off as my emotions shifted from sadne
โLetโs take a walk,โโBut the night could be dangerous,โ I replied, hesitation in my voice. I didnโt trust the wasteland, and I rarely ventured out at night."Don't be afraid. No one will hurt us; I am more dangerous," he declared as we left the living room together.We started walking down the untiled street.Drakeโs POVI chose to take a walk with this lady and see the Whitewater Pack environment. And true to everything I had heard about it, it matched exactly."Daisy, how would you feel if you had everything you wanted?" I asked.Daisyโs POVWhat does he mean by that question? Does he know that he is among the things I want, someone I wish to be with for the rest of my life, apart from the fact that I desire the best life for my surviving parent, my mother."I would be the happiest person in the world," I declared."And what if you couldn't have everything you wanted?" he asked."I would have to deal with the fact that you can't always get everything you desire, and some things are
"What are you even thinking about?" she asked, curiosity flickering in her eyes."What do you think I'm thinking about?" I countered."Probably about your girlfriend," she muttered under her breath, her voice so soft it was almost a whisper she hadn't meant for me to catch."What did you just say?" I pressed."Nothing," she replied quickly, avoiding my gaze."I heard you," I said. "Probably about my girlfriend."She looked startled, her eyes widening slightly."And what exactly do you want to use my girlfriend for?" I added, leaning in with a mischievous glint in my eye."Nothing. I mean, I don't care about her. I'm not using her for anything," she rushed out, her words tumbling over each other, and I smiled inwardly."Whatever," I replied casually, and at that moment, her mother walked in, now looking more like an older version of Daisy. She was very beautiful, though Daisy surpassed her in beauty level.Their features clicked perfectly, and no one would ever mistake her for someone
"Drop your gun and tell Mr. Clinton to come down now," Drake instructed, his voice cold and commanding. "At my far left, thereโs a sniper waiting to eliminate him from his location, and my head guard does not miss a target." He concluded, his gaze unwavering as I watched the man, known as the richest in the area, step out of the car."Drake, the presidentโs son," the man exclaimed, shocked, as his guards immediately dropped their weapons upon hearing the revelation."Show respect, slave," Drake declared, his voice laced with disdain."It is an honor to meet you, Sir. To what do I owe this huge visit?" he asked, his tone suddenly respectful, although he hadnโt looked in my direction until now. "Can we go inside so that I can welcome you properly?" he suggested, gesturing toward his house."You expect me to enter this lowly house? You disgust me," Drake responded, his voice dripping with contempt. I had long since forgotten this extreme side of him. He sounded like someone who wouldn't
"Okay. I will love to protect your ego as a man," I declared, chuckling. "In fact, you should never even smell the position of an Alpha if you fall sick. And if you're already in that position and fall sick, you should defeat it," I added playfully."You are always a rascal," he said, and I laughed.Drake POVAs I stared at her laughing, I was forced to look away for reasons best known to me.An inner struggle currently existed within me.Daisy POV"We set out for the journey later today," he declared. Judging from the last time I checked the clock, it should be around 12 AM by now. Hours had already passed."Yes, Alpha," I said, making a playful jest.Time passed, and eventually, morning arrived at last. I barely got any sleep, busy preparing for my visit to my mother. I had ordered a lot of groceries and other useful items for her. They had been delivered as expected. Throughout this time, since Drake and I returned, he had remained in his room.I was already dressed and sitting in
I guessed this was it, the moment of my death, and it further confirmed what Joe had said earlier about gambling his life."Drake..." she called out."Shhh," he murmured. "Don't interfere," he added firmly."I will brace myself for death. Iโll take it with courage, sir. I truly enjoyed serving you... I'm sorry for not thinking before moving in. I was so worried with her safety that I didn't realize I might be aiding her death instead," I confessed, bowing my head as silent took over."I know," he said quietly, and I lifted my gaze to meet his. Relief filled me knowing he understood my intentions."I can read your mind clearly and your emotions," he added, making me wonder if that meant he would spare me. Not that it mattered anymore; I accepted whatever fate awaited me."There is punishment for your mistake," Sir Drake stated, still pointing the gun at me. "So that next time, when you want to protect something, you'll think before you act," he added coldly."Joe, take over," he comma
We drove past a lone Jeep heading in the opposite direction along the empty road.Suspicion prickled at the back of my mind, but I shook it off, focusing instead on reaching the target, which had stopped moving at a specific location.Alpha Alfie POVโI think that was Drakeโs car that just passed us,โ my PA remarked, peering back through the side mirror.โHow are you so sure?โ I asked, narrowing my eyes.โThe plate number confirmed for me,โ he replied confidently.โThat was a good escape,โ I thought to myself.โI can't bear for Drake to see my role in this killing her especially if he truly loves her. If he ever finds out, he will hate me beyond redemption.โJoe's POVAs soon as we arrived, I spotted our men stationed a safe distance away from the warehouse.โWhere is Lucas?โ I asked sharply, directing my question toward Drakeโs guards, not the temporary hired ones.โHe went inside to check the situation,โ one of them responded.โAnd he couldnโt even call to inform us that he had arri
โSir, Daisy has been kidnapped,โ I said, my voice low but clear.Silence he remained.I glanced back, expecting a reaction but chose instead to keep my eyes on the road. The tension behind me was palpable."So, you found out that it's Alpha Alfie your friend is working for" Sir Drake declared finally."Yes, sir," I confirmed."He will stop at nothing to see Daisy dead," Drake muttered. "I sensed it in every word, every look he gave me. Heโs convinced something dangerous is about to happen to me because of Daisyโand heโll do anything to stop it. He worships the law of this land like a god, and that makes him even more dangerous."Jeo's POVโSir, what are we going to do now?โ I asked, glancing at him through the rearview mirror.โAlpha Alfie has managed to corner me using his own trump card,โ he replied with a cold edge. โBut I anticipated this move the moment an assassination attempt was made on Daisy.โHe paused briefly, then added, โI placed a tracker on every piece of clothing suppl
I remained silent, watching it unfold.FlashbackโThose rascals may try to sabotage everything if I win. But I have the perfect countermeasure,โ I stated firmly during a private discussion with my headguard.โIf I may ask, sir, what is it?โ he inquired curiously.โAfter thinking it through carefully, I realized something important. Daisy never killed the assassin on our countryโs land, water, or air. The assassination took place in international waters. That means we canโt use our national laws to judge her,โ I explained.โBut couldnโt they argue that since it happened in international airspace and sheโs from this land, our laws should apply?โ Jeo asked, a note of concern in his voice.โNo. Sheโs not a citizen, sheโs a slave. Regardless of that, international law is what should govern the matter. And under that law, she cannot be punished for acting in self-defense. Even the time zone in which it happened isnโt aligned with ours,โ I concluded calmly.Flashback endsโAre you trying to