Antonio's POVI woke up late today because I was tossing in bed last night till it was way past midnight. My mind was occupied initially with the thoughts of Harley Davidson being my personal nurse and my daughter's caregiver. I kept wondering if she is the right person for my daughter and if Alexis won't be influenced negatively.I really do not know about Harley and I asked my private investigator to find out who she is because I wanted to find a way to deal with her. Now, I feel that what I have gotten isn't enough and I need more to know who she really is and if she is safe for my daughter.After reaching that conclusion, I began to think about the meeting with Stanley today and what he is going to discover about the shooting in the club. There is a high probability that Xavier is behind this but I am beginning to have my doubts since I haven't seen him. I am damn curious to know what Stanley has found out and I had to refrain myself from calling him last night to know who shot

Antonio's POVI stare coldly at Amelia as she stands with arms akimbo and an angry expression on her face. What the hell is wrong with everyone that they seems smitten with that barbaric girl called Harley?I wonder when Amelia will get it into her fucking head that I am not attracted to her nor am I attracted to any girl. "Those girls are here to seduce you, Anton", she cries out with a painful expression.I shake my head, biting my lips to stop myself from shouting at her. I would never stoop so low to get into an affair with my employee. I have self-control and I can't even remember the last time I thought of sex."Don't you get it?" Her hard gaze softens as I continue to watch her in silence with my back to the swivel chair."So June is also here to seduce me?" I ask."Don't put words into my mouth, Anton. All I am saying is that...""They are dressing seductively just to get me into their bed or what?" I growl in anger, interrupting her. Why is everyone doing something to anno

Harley's POVJust when I am about to give up waiting for Chelsea who told me an hour ago that she was on her way here, the door to the coffee shop opens and she rushes in. She glances around looking for me until she spots me beside the window.There is a frown on my face as she approaches. I am pissed that she kept me waiting for an hour after telling me to come and wait for her here at the coffee shop which is close to the company where she works. She is dressed in a brown pencil skirt, a white blouse, and black stiletto heels."I'm so sorry I kept you waiting", she flashes me an apologetic smile before sitting in front of me."Your office is just a few distances away from here, what kept you so long?" My frown deepens."I'm sorry", she places her hand on mine on the table.I lean backward and fold my arms around my bosom. She flashes me a grin, drops her bag on the table, and leans back too. "So what's up?"After leaving work, I called Chelsea to tell her that we needed to meet. I w

Harley's POVI watch his face turn pale all of a sudden, with a mixture of surprise and panic.I gave all his mother said some thoughts and decided to give this a try. Besides, I will be the one to benefit from all of these. I need the money, grandma needs it too to survive. All I need to do is make sure I do my very best so his mother can pay me as promised.I don't care whether he let me do my job or not, I will do what I can and leave the rest. But about making sure that he is fine whenever he needs his inhaler, I will do that wholeheartedly, not because of the money but because of Alexis, his mother, and for humanity.I will no longer go ahead with my plan to deal with him for suffering me and refusing to give me a job when I deserved it. He deserves whatever punishment I accord to him but I won't do that.Whatever good I do to him is because of his mother and this pretty daughter of his, watching me and shifting her gaze to her father at intervals.I want to shape her to become a

Antonio's POVThe door opens again the moment Amelia goes out and my mother comes in, looking gorgeous in her single-piece maroon dress with long sleeves and a black designer handbag.Amelia and I just had a brief conversation about the Australia deal without talking about what happened between us yesterday.I know she is mad at me from the way she was acting professionally all of a sudden. Amelia barely acts professionally for hours. She is professional this minute, chatty and friendly the next minute.I guess I just need to set limits to our communication so she won't get the wrong idea and begin to think she can have me wrapped around my fingers."Anton", mother calls, standing by the door and folding her arms around her bosom, watching me intensely."Mother?" I stand upright in respect, wondering why she is here, dressed this way. I can't remember the last time my mother visited me."I am travelling this morning", she saunters closer and drags the chair out before sitting in.I fl