Early morning sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows.He poured himself a cup of coffee and carried it back to his desk.He flicked his gaze to the door of his study, picturing the hallway off the living room that led to the stairs and then the bedrooms. His unwilling houseguests were asleep in one of them, exhausted after the break-in last night.Leaning back, Bryan ran his fingers through his hair. Roy blamed himself for the break-in, but it wasn’t his fault. If anyone was to be pointed fingers at, then it was him. Roy’s protection was his ultimate task. He had failed.Bryan blew out a frustrated breath. He needed more information from the investigation bureau so it could confirm what he already knew—that Fred Macintyre was responsible for this.He was informed a few weeks ago that the man had escaped from the mental institution Bryan had made sure Fred was taken to but he kept it under wraps for there was more crucial things to handle. His men were searching for

Their arms loaded with bags and boxes, Roy and Hailey returned to Bryan’s mansion late in the afternoon.Carrying a few more boxes and another load of packages, Carpalia walked them to the door and the butler pulled it open.He smiled briefly, “Welcome home.”As they walked past the foyer into the living room, Roy’s eyes widened at the sight of Bryan cradling little Kyle against his broad chest.“What in the world.”“I couldn’t get an impromptu babysitter and my housekeeper had some things to do. So I rushed back home from the office and we swapped places.”Roy looked at Hailey, Hailey looked at him and they burst out laughing.One of Bryan’s brows arched, “What? You didn’t think I could change a diaper?” the sides of his lips quirked, “I have six siblings whom I’m older than with a lot of years.”Dropping her package, Hailey reached for the baby, and Bryan gently handed him over, “Thanks, Bryan,” she exclaimed, “You’ve been extremely good to me I find it hard to remember how you hurt

At noon, Roy didn’t go to Anderson’s Inc. cafeteria to eat. Instead, he let the company and planned to visit Liam first.But as soon as he stepped out of the gate, a man rushed over with a bag in hand. Before he could move away, the man slammed the bag over his head repeatedly.There was rivets on the bag and since they were smashed down with that much force, his vision became hazy for a while as blood trickled down the side of his face.The security guard at the gate quickly stopped the man with the disheveled appearance, pinning him to the wall as he struggled to get away. Placing a hand over his head, Roy walked closer to the man and soon he could see the man’s face as clear as day.It was Frederick Macintyre. He had become very haggard.His face was drained of color and his swollen eyes glimmered red hot with hatred as he snarled at the security guards holding him down.His lips looked badly chapped and dry as he muttered various obscenities at the guard. He looked insane.Before,

“We need to talk Liam!”“No, I’m busy right now.” He tried to push past Roy but he stood his ground, staring ahead doggedly. “I’ve got classes man, can we do this later?”Kristine looked from the two brothers and swallowed, “Uh, Liam, Roy. I’ll see you some other time.”Roy only gave a short nod while Liam lightly kissed her.Before she left the apartment, she squeezed Roy’s hand, “I missed you. I hope you settled whatever this is as soon as possible.”The hard look in his eyes softened a little and he turned to look at her, “I missed you too Kris…My lunchtime at the office is so lonely without you.”And truly, he missed her. Since Kristine was only interning at Anderson Inc., they both knew it was a matter of time before she would finish her two-year internship and leave. Although she was offered a permanent position at Anderson Inc. she kindly declined for two major reasons. One, she hated Claire the witch who made her life at Anderson Inc. a living hell and basically turned her in

Cassandra’s hands were shaking with anger as she drove to her parent’s house. She couldn’t believe that after the threats, the poisoning, and everything she and her family had done to keep Roy and Bryan apart, they were back together.She felt like she had been betrayed by the man she had been in love with for years. When she arrived at her parent’s house, she barged in, not bothering to knock.“Father, mother, you have to do something. Bryan Anderson is back with his plaything, that tiny little rat, Roy Jordan.” She said, her voice trembling with anger. “I need your help. Bryan’s family needs to be reminded of what will happen to their pack if they let their son be with anyone except me!”Her parents exchanged a look, and her father spoke up, “Cassandra, we can’t keep manipulating the King of Ortiz like this.”Cassandra rolled her eyes, “And you are one to talk about manipulation. Weren’t you the ones who wanted to steal the Golden Circle pack from Ortiz? Since I was a little child,