Book 2- Chapter 58The next morning came, Missy who had slept in the comfort of her husband woke up to the emptiness of his space. After their shower session, he took her to bed and have her drift off to slumberland with his arms protectively wrapped around her. Missy wasn’t even sure if she still hated him, and today is going to be the third day of the days he wanted her to spend with him before he’d actually release her. “Good morning, princess.” A familiar voice rasped out to her attention. Missy sat up from the bed, a bit awed by the sight of Tyler setting down a breakfast table in front of her on the bed. Her face scrunched at his courtesy, but smitten the moment her nose flared at the scent of waffles with flaxseed and almond butter, plus a scrambled eggs. Her stomach grumbled, seeking to entertain the interesting meal. “Let me,” Tyler offered, stopping Missy’s attempt to feed herself. “Why are you being overly nice? I hate you and forever will.” She said to him, feeling

Book 2- Chapter 60Tyler had his father’s burnt corpse cremated further into ashes, spending his day arranging his funeral. He hadn’t broke the news to his mother yet. He wanted to add the news of Dave’s death alongside the traumatic news whenever he breaks it to her. He already had Ray on the job, working hand in hand with the private assassin he hired to remove his brother if he ever steps his foot into the city. Tyler stood by the grave, watching as they worked on making a tombstone out of the grave. His phone rang, disrupting his focused attention to the men’s work. He brought it out, knowing who was calling him by the anonymous name. He walked away for some privacy, picking the call after. “Was my message delivered or I have to repeat myself?” Tyler’s cold voice goaded the moment he took the call. “Pissed about the death of your old man?” A wry chuckle followed, evident in his tone the distress still bothering him, definitely from the physical assault received from Tyler yes

Book 2- Chapter 62His statement brought forth their simmering fascination. “What do you mean Delaney is involved?”“What do you mean your mother is involved?” Missy and her father asked at the same time. “Your mother is dead in case you don’t know.” Davis felt to inform him, thinking his words weren’t based with fruition. A grin lined his face, twinning his palms as he moved to relax on his seat. “Dead? You think my mother is dead?” He raised an amusing look, tainting his words with sarcasm so he would be unable to figure out. Missy and her father looked at each other, “You’re lying, he’s lying. You’re just trying to get out of here.” Missy called out, “Sorry, but we don’t want your information. Dad let’s go before he finds something more to keep us here.” She said, turning to her father as she grabbed him, dragging him up with her to their feet. “Of course I’m trying to get out of here, just not lying. Walk out that door and leave me here, chances are I’ll visit your funeral, Mi

Book 2- Chapter 64“My mother faked her death while I got arrested, and detained in a cell. She then came for me the next morning, I think she’s got some connections with the Chief PO. They released me and I went away with her, while walking over to her car, she made us ran away from someone I have no idea of. I asked her who it was, but she talked around it and didn’t let me know exactly who the man was. Although, she later said it was her husband, husband from years ago, husband I have no idea what she did to him that makes her scared of his return. We got to her private abode where I’m sure none of you knows where, she introduced some guy to me as her housekeeper. Unknown to me, the guy was her son. She lied to me, and the same guy took me out and sent me back to jail; with my mom’s interest. If you still think I’m lying, this is going to be my last truth of convincing you. My mom had this plan with The Connors, they were going to kidnap their son, and I will be made a mask, a facia

Book 2- Chapter 66Missy and Dean arrived back at the mansion, late into the evening. They parted the moment they entered, Dean taking off to wherever and Missy on her way to Tyler’s suite. Her mind trolled about Tyler’s plan for the night. She wouldn’t lie to herself, she’s enjoying this sweet side of his. She got to his suite, entering only to the roses making a path on the floor of the living room, leading further into the room. A smile pulled up on Missy’s lips, flustered as she followed the roses, going into his room to see a dress box on the bed, and an enveloped notecard sitting pretty above it. ‘For my darling wife’ The enveloped notecard held the scripted title. Missy took the card, filing it open to remove the notecard inside. “For a lady prettier than the stars beautifying the night sky. Become your goddess with the dress.” Missy read the text, absolutely smitten as a wide grin morphed largely on her face. She dropped the card, peeling open the box to reveal a well f