โโWho are you?โโLucas Conti. I smiled. Who would have thought I would meet one of the worldโs billionaires and a rumored womaniser today. It was such a shame that I was smelling like sardine, but I could still do something with what I had.I dropped the photo in my hand and walked towards him, slowly and seductively. I stretched my hands towards him.โโGrace Miller. Iโm waiting for the manager.โโHe took my hands and I held his eyes. Seducing men was not something that needed the right time if one was an expert. I rubbed my finger on his hand and I made the handshake linger for just the right amount of time.โโGrace,โโ he said, the tone of his voice dropping to familiar levels. โโAre you a guest in our hotel?โโโWell,โโ I said. โโI could be your guest.โโHis face broke into a smile. I had him charmed. The manager stepped in just then. Wrong timing. I mean, he could have remained lost in his quest for water.โโGood afternoon, sir,โโ he stammered. โโI wasnโt aware you were aro
I closed my eyes as we moved farther and farther away from the mansion. The roaring sound of the motor bikes did not help the turmoil I felt inside. I was leaving everything I had worked so hard for in the last few years. But i was not accepting defeat yet. I would be back.I will come back for my son. For what is mine and give everyone what is due.Diego had succeeded in killing most of the men that were loyal to me, and even as I sat on the bike clutching myself, I wasn't sure who was for me anymore. It was a big risk I was taking and I hoped it would be worth it all. For the sake of those who had died on the path to my ambition. For Lorenzโs sake.I reach for my thigh, tapping it. The pressure of the knife against my skin reminded me that I was not unarmed. We were leaving the city. I was being taken to a neighbouring town a few hours from Palmero. There I would stay under the radar, until Diego was gotten rid of. I would also try to make the necessary liaison with all the
My phone was buzzing in my pocket continuously. I had placed it on DND, so the call had to have been persistent for it to be vibrating in my pocket. I glanced at the large screen and then at Lucas who was seated on the seat just beside the investors. He smiled encouragingly at me. Today was the big day. The day I presented our beautiful project.He said it was just for formalities. The people who mattered had seen the presentation privately and they loved it. I was still nervous though and the continuous vibrations in my pocket were compounding it.The presentation was over in twenty minutes. The smiles on their faces and the warm and firm handshakes told me all I needed to know.Lucas slapped my shoulders warmly. โโYou did good. I was impressed. This calls for some wine.โโWe were going to get featured on the front pages of the business papers and on the headlines of the business news. It was finally an opportunity to prove to Nile and my father that I could make a meaningfu
Before I could scream, I heard hurried footsteps approaching the room and the door flung open instantly.โโItโs urgent,โโ the first man said. I could see what he couldnโt say in his eyes.I pointed at the monitor. โโGet the doctor here fast.โโTwo of them hurried out of the room. โโThe doctor is trying to save your father,โโ the first man said.โโSave? What happened?โโโโHe went into cardiac arrest.โโI felt blood seeping out of my head and I swooned. He caught me just in time. The nurse was arriving as I was being held.โโThe monitor,โโ I said to her. She hurried to his side, and I was ushered out of the room. That feeling of desolation overpowered me once again. I had not felt that since I left Axelโs whore house, but now I was at the brink of losing everything I cherished.When I got to fatherโs room, I stood outside observing through the door as the doctor tried to revive his heart with the defibrillator. I clenched my hand into a fist. What had gone wrong? Someone had
I watched her face turn pale as she read the report in her hand. โโIs this real?โโ She looked up at me.I nodded. โโI donโt think he knows.โโA sad smile spread on her face. โโWhat a horrible way to finally find your brother, Octavia. I mean, we all thought he died in the fire. Same way we thought you did.โโThere was a knock on the door and we quickly put the document away. โโCome in,โโ aunt Elena said. I had been sleeping in her room since the incident the previous day.A maid walked in. โGood morning, maโam,โโ she said. โโDid you sleep well?โโโโI did.โโIt was the maid who looked after her room. โโI came to ask if you needed anything this morning, maโam.โโโโNot at all,โโ she responded.โโCoffee?โโโโThatโs fine.โโI waited until she was gone for a minute before I spoke. โโWe canโt trust any of the new staff right now. They were all employed by Rory, and we donโt know who is with her or not.โโโโRory needs to be arrested, and made to confess.โโI nodded in agreement. W
She didnโt budge. She remained calm and determined. โโYou are trying to save the life of a man that should have been killed on the spot. How wicked can one be?โโโโWe need to find out who heโs working with,โโ she said. โโUntil then, no one touches him. His punishment is at my disposal.โโShe walked away and I bit my lips. The plan was crashing. Sylvester had shot the wrong person, Octavia was still alive and she had my necklace. Now, Sylvester was going to be tortured until he confessed. I wondered how strong he would be. I had to do something.I found Mikel in his office. He was startled to see me. I could tell he was expecting me. He had that look in his face.โโIโm in trouble, Mikel,โโ I said. โโI need your help.โโHe glared at me. โโWhat were you thinking? We had a plan. A good one. You abandoned it for some no good riff raff.โโโโMikel..โโโโI know you were sleeping with him,โโ he said, anger attempting to boil over the surface. โโI canโt help you right now.โโI moved f
I found aunt Elena in her room. She was startled by the expression on my face.โโYou look like you have seen a ghost,โโ she said, straightening her dress.โโI think I have,โโ I replied. I walked in and sat on her bed. She was looking at me with concern. โโDid Rory catch you snooping around?โโ she asked. โโI couldnโt hold her for so long.โโI shook my head. โโNo.โโ I reached for my bra and pulled out the necklace. She gasped. โโWhere did you find it?โโโโHer room. She hid it on the chandelier all this time,โโ I said. โโHow could she..โโ She stood up. โโI have to report this immediately. โโI lost my trusted maid of over ten years because of this lying woman.โโI shushed her and asked her to sit down. โโThatโs not the problem now, aunt,โ i said.โโWhat is?โโI leaned closer to her. โโSylvester.โโ I lowered my voice, scared that the room was being tapped. โโHeโs not who he says he is. His name is not Sylvester Munroe. The real person is dead.โโHer mouth fell open but no sou
I had just gotten off a call with Lucas Conti and was enjoying a martini when I was told someone wanted to see me. I was clad in nothing but a towel and I was in no mood to see anyone. It was a beautiful day. Our project had passed the second phase of approval and it was ready to be opened in the Netherlands. Then the Americas and the United Kingdom.โโShe gave her name as Rose, sir,โโ the uniformed lady said and instantly the martini turned sour in my throat.Rose? It had been almost two weeks since our meeting in Amsterdam. Iโd not forgotten the allegations she made against my business partner, but I had tossed them under the carpet. I was not going to allow his personal matters stop me from making money. It was the only thing that brought me happiness now. I was very unfortunate with love.โโAsk her to come in,โโ I said, taking off my sunglasses. โโShe can wait in the guest sitting room.โโโโYes, sir.โโI sipped a little more of the martini before rising from the mat. It
My phone buzzed again.It had been going off like that for the past ten minutes. Soft, insistent vibrations against my hip, each one a ripple in the still waters of Aunt Elenaโs very long, very detailed baby-bathing tutorial.She was standing over the bath, her sleeves rolled up, a calm, patient smile on her face as she cradled the baby in her arms for the third demonstration that afternoon. Not a drop of water splashed. Everything about her was precise, delicate, practiced.โAnd always keep your hand under the neck,โ she said gently, as though I hadnโt already memorized every movement. โTheyโre so small, you see? You have to make them feel safe.โโI see,โ I murmured, though my mind was far from here. The phone buzzed again. I didnโt need to look at it. I already knew who it was. Sylvester. His calls were never this persistent. If he was calling this much, something was wrong.Still, I couldnโt just step away. Not from Aunt Elena. She wasnโt the kind of woman you interrupted,