Michael's POV: By the time we were done with the fifth person, I had already gotten my answer. Someone had paid them to work here. Hell, someone had planned all of this and it was one person. I had no idea who but I was out to find that person. "What's your name?" I asked the tenth man to come into the room. I was starting to get tired but I knew I had to finish this up today. "Hendrick Adamson." "You know what I want to ask you, right? I don't think there's any need for me to start the introductions. Who the fuck asked you to work here?" He shook his head. "I... I applied to work here on my own. No one asked me to work here for you." "And how the fuck am I supposed to believe that?!" I snapped, banging my hand on the desk. "How the fuck am I supposed to?!" He blinked. "Sir, I know this might sound like I am lying but I have worked here for over a month and I am here on my internship. I am a student of UCLA." "There's no need to waste time here," I s
Alpha Michael's POV: By the time we were done with the interview, it was already midnight. Thankfully, about forty percent of them had said the truth either by being threatened or me merely making them know the real truth. Peter had mostly lied to all of them about being a huge part of the company so I understood why most of them worked here in the first place. As for the first woman and the rest who had chosen to lie no matter what, I had them taken to one of my warehouses at a hidden location and thrown in there mostly for their safety. But I was going to make them suffer for lying. "What's our next move?" Trenton asked as we watched a few of my men close the warehouse doors. "From the look of things, Peter is the one masterminding this. He literally lured and threatened them to do this." "I honestly don't know, Trenton. But I know that I will have him killed as soon as I set my eyes on him." I was infuriated. I'd been nursing my anger the whole time and try
Alpha Michael's POV: In a space of three minutes, I forgot about my problems and listened to Catherine as she talked in an excited tone. "So this morning, I was really bored and the kids were too busy to even pay me heed. One of the maids took them on a tour around the Palace to spend most of their day painting and messing things up. You'll see it when you get to the studio room." I leaned my elbow against the counter, nodding as her eyes lit up with excitement. "So I decided that going out wasn't going to be a bad idea and I remember having a little money. About five hundred dollars or so. Mind you, I wouldn't have spent it if I wasn't here. Things are easier when it's all provided. So I got dressed, borrowed one of your cars," "I don't mind if you do," I replied. Smile in my voice. She raised her brows in disbelief and I shrugged. "I honestly don't mind if you use my car. You can use it whenever you want and I wouldn't complain." Smiling, she nodded. "Thank
Catherine's POV: "It's just a slight fever. Hormonal imbalance too," The doctor said as he snapped his briefcase shut. "I think she needs more supplements and enough rest." Michael, who sat on the bed beside me, brushed my hair back and nodded. "That will be taken care of." The doctor turns to look at me. "I also think it's time for you to consider your diet, sleeping patterns and activities that might bring you stress. Taking care of children can be more than stressful, you know?" I nodded with a laugh. "Yes. You're right. They can be overbearing at times. But I love taking care of them. It makes us bond more." "Well, it can be made easier for you, don't you think?" Michael said as he turned to look at me. "One of the maids will be assigned to the kids so she takes care of them. I know they do but they should have one who is always around them. And no, that doesn't mean you don't get to be around them. I just don't want you falling sick." "That's totally fine.
Alpha Michael's POV: Nothing makes me happier than having to get things for the kids. It's the most wholesome thing to do and not only does it make me feel better, it makes me feel like I have a family to take care of. A family to fall back to. Julia is starting to warm up to me and I have never been happier. This morning, she had reluctantly told me what to get for her after I'd pestered her. It was progress compared to the other times when she wouldn't even want me to get anything for her. Catherine wanting a listening device makes me happy enough to be able to get it for her. At least, I am able to do something for her after I had messed up several times. I have to be at the warehouse first before the safe house. I have been in touch with Trenton since I got into the car and he's driving to the safe house. I arrived there in less than forty minutes. The safe house is more like a really large cabin, laced with modernity; glass doors and windows, a modern looki
Alpha Michael's POV: My fingers tightened around the plastic bag in my hand and I tried not to look fazed by the man sitting on my couch in my house! At first, I decided I was going to be cool about this. If Catherine had assured me that nothing was going on between them, then who was I not to take her word for it? Julia was the first to see me and she looked away even before I could smile at her. Jason on the other hand, kept talking in fast, excited tones with the man who looked really interested in whatever gibberish he was mouthing off. I stood there, contemplating on either making a move or just going back out and taking a drive to cool my head. But I'd decided that I wasn't going to react terribly to this. Hell, I'd seen enough for this week. Peter was almost bringing my company to the ground and I wasn't going to let something this insignificant affect me. So I cleared my throat and walked into the living room, plastering a fake smile on my face. Catherine s
Catherine's POV: Seeing John here today had been unexpected. Impromptu, in fact. Not a call or a text had he dropped before he decided to show her and I believed he had done it for a reason. He probably wanted to see Michael. The man who had thrown me out. The kids on the other hand were really happy to see him but it was far from that for me. I was nervous. Michael was to return later that afternoon and honestly, all I had done was try to dispose of him off before his return. Owing to how things always turned out each time John's name was mentioned, I didn't want a repeat of that to happen. It was even going to be worse with John around and the kids all over him. But John seemed to have other ideas. He was bent on staying and spending time with the kids, giving excuses of not seeing them for so long and wanting to spend time with them. Then he had gone ahead to ask the kids if they wanted him around and of course, they agreed with enthusiastic nods of thei
Catherine's POV: My heart jumped when I heard the clatter of John's fork against his plate. Jason looked at me and I gave him a reassuring smile, not wanting him to worry over this. Michael didn't look like he was taking any of this anymore and to be very honest, John wasn't helping things either. I'd expected him to keep quiet and even try to respect the fact that he was in Michael's home. I was ready for Michael's backlash. John needed to learn that he had to respect boundaries and people's home. Of course, I knew he hated Michael with everything within him but making it this obvious was the wrongest thing to do. "I came to visit Catherine and the kids." Michael nodded and began to push his food around his plate with his fork. I had no idea why seeing him so calm scared the hell out of me. I'd expected him to lash out at least. I'd expected him to pour out his anger on either of us both but he didn't. Now, I wasn't used to Michael being calm in situations like