LOGINChase's POV I called for a celebration in the Slovak building. I wanted to celebrate the party of our victory. We all tried our best in putting this trafficking to an end, so there should be a response behind it. I needed to make the world understand that it wasn't an easy task dealing with a whole clan. My father, Madison, was a man of doubt and greediness. You never thought about other people's lives; you were only after the money. I allowed Matt to kill him by himself without staining my hands with dirty blood. Any kind of punishment that was placed on him, he deserved it. Just like I said, I didn't want any legal punishment for him; I wanted him to face justice the deadly way, and it happened. Matt helped with it all. He was killed within a second. I invited everyone who was involved with this victory. They all had a specific role to play, and I was really appreciative of their efforts. I appreciated each one of them individually, thankfully praising them and allowing them to n
Author's POV Chase's father, Madison, leaned forward. “It was business, Chase. Your wife was a liability, and you were getting too close. Everything I did was to protect the empire.” His voice was ice-cold.Chase looked at him in surprise. “Are you actually out of your mind? Are you really hearing yourself right now? You killed Anna, and yet you aren't feeling any remorse about it. What exactly were you thinking when you killed her?” I asked. “I am fully with my mind, okay, and I know what I am telling you is true and pure. Everything I say to you makes sense. I tried to protect the empire, and your wife, Anna, was a liability to all of that. She threatened to expose to me which account I couldn’t afford to beat in court. At that moment, I needed to eliminate her to protect our home,” Madison said boldly. “You don't even have any conscience left inside you; you are heartless and mean. While you were killing her, did you notice that there was a tape recording of the conversation you
Chase's POV Tension crackled as we locked eyes, the air thick with unspoken accusations. Vadim leaned against the wall, arms crossed, a mocking smile playing on his lips. I would rather not say a word to Vadim until he had that weird smile on his face. My gaze sliced to Vadim, my voice low and lethal, “I know what you've done.” Vadim's smile twisted, his eyes flickering to Madison, a silent understanding passing between them.“Actually, I knew that this is what it should be. You cooked up a story about a business that was worth millions of naira and made me come here to waste time with you? Actually, I thought about this but didn't take it seriously. I didn't know that you would bring yourself to this,” Madison said. “How else can I get a greedy man like you, if not with money? I just keep wondering how all the people you held captive were all weaklings; no one even dared to disfigure some part of your body,” I said, raising an eyebrow. Madison giggled. “Most of them were far more
Chase's POV I leaned back in my chair, fingers drumming a staccato beat on the desk. I was thinking about how to lure the old man out… I needed something meaningful, something believable, something I would bite. I thought of making a fake business deal, maybe? Or a hint of vulnerability? I started typing, eyes narrowing as the plan took shape. I knew he loved to do business. He would do anything just for the money. So the plan was perfect. I would rather not be alone in this. I wanted help from someone from inside whom I trust the most. So I thought of Roy and Harper. Both of them have really been good tools for me over the years; they were the only ones I had to involve. I called them in, and a few minutes later both of them arrived. I turned my face to smile. “You're welcome,” I said. “We had to come immediately. We got the message you sent; you sounded urgent,” Harper said. I exhaled, preparing myself to discuss with them the Orka I think is best for my father. “I think I need
Chase's POV I rubbed the tension from his neck, eyes scanning the dimly lit room. Sloane was curled up on the couch, oblivious to the storm brewing. I took a deep breath. “Sloane,” Sloane said, “we need to talk.” My tone was measured, but the words felt like a lead weight. Sloane noticed my reaction and had to question me about it. “You really look so nervous right now; what exactly is going on with you?” She asked. My voice was low and urgent. “We need to talk,” I said. “You have said that before, and I heard you clearly, but I am still yet to figure out what exactly you want to talk about that is so difficult for you to just say at once,” Sloane said. I wanted to skip the conversation because inside me I felt like I wasn't ready, and I felt tense inside me. I didn't even know where to start from explaining everything to her because I already knew that she wouldn't like the decision. Sloane came closer to me; she pushed me softly. “Come on, you don't even look as if you are sa
Author's POV Vadim noticed today that a recent behavior chase has been displaying towards him. He knows that Chase has a clue about what he and his father are doing, but he would rather not be obvious yet. He decided on confronting Madison to seek advice from him and tell him what to do so that the suspicions can be reduced a little because he already knew that no truth can be hidden forever. Vadim went straight to Madison's house without any delay or weighing back of what we have to talk directly about why he came urgently. “Actually, I would rather not waste much time here with you before Chase suspects another move of me. I think that case now times my movement. I think he is studying me for the meantime,” Vadim said. “Why do you think so? Chase can't be suspecting you, or have you done anything wrong that wasn't supposed to be done?” Madison asked. “Honestly, I did nothing, okay? Chase is a very sensitive person, and whenever Chase determines to find the truth about you, it is
Sloane“You are the pizza guy. How could you be the boss?” I asked as he walked in, sending away the other men. “Why are you underrating the underdog?” He asked softly, he still had his cap and a face mask but I could hear him clearly- it was almost like he had a microphone. “What?” I asked beca
Chase“Natalia. How could you have let her leave without following her?” I said as Natalia finally appeared. I should be relieved that my sister was here, that I wasn’t worrying about two women. But I wasn’t. “I was asleep.” She said in a low voice, yawning. Like she didn’t know the gravity of the
CHASEI grabbed my gun. Approached the man hearing Sloane shout his name. I remained still aiming my gun at Xavier. My thoughts were racing. Something felt off.Xavier was aware of the meeting with my father. He possessed information. Information that only a select few were privy to.By what means
SLOANEI hate how he acts sometimes. I really hate it. He's pulling me, and I don't even know if there are actually people coming or if he's just being paranoid, but that doesn't mean he can drag me around.I can hear it, though. The cars are getting closer and louder. My brain finally catches up.







