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41

LONDON Something’s wrong. The moment we climbed up Moses’ new private jet, I knew something wasn’t right. I could feel it. I could smell it in the air. It took a few minutes for Striker to talk to his dad, and they seemed in an intense and emotional conversation. When he came to me, he seemed to have carried the entire world over his shoulder. “Is everything okay?” I asked him as he joined me. “Yeah. Why wouldn’t it be?” He held my hand and kissed it. “It’s our honeymoon.” “And may I remind you, Cade, that I am your wife, and I ought to know everything, I mean everything, especially when he seems troubled. Otherwise, how can I be a good wife if I can’t help him?” “Point taken, but Dad just got emotional as if I’m joining to fight against Russian-Ukraine conflicts .” Something he wasn’t telling me, or maybe he wasn’t ready. I could work on that. “So where are we going?” I looked around. The jet was new. The interior was classy, elegant, and customized, way better than Dad’s. I

42

STRIKERWe landed in Winterbourn at King Kamrun International Airport. The weather was chilly and windy. I was hoping it wouldn’t get worse than what was forecasted.As we stepped out of the jet, our rides were already waiting for us. Reed was behind us. Then a familiar face appeared.“Langston?” I was surprised he came all the way to welcome us.“Congratulations!” He pulled me into a brotherly. “Look at you, a married man.”I chuckled. “Yeah. I’m officially a married man.”“Welcome to the club, brother.”“Thanks, I guess. Please meet my wife, London. Vanderford, this is Rome Langston.”“Hey.” They kissed cheek to cheek. “Nice to finally meet the woman who stole my brother’s heart.”“It’s a pleasure to meet you too, Rome. Do they call you Rome around here?”“Just call me Rome.” He laughed. “Look at us. Rome meets London. And you call her Vanderford. Isn’t that a coincidence?”“Don’t go there, Langston.” I smiled. “You’re married to a princess, and she’s married to me.”“That’s exactly

43

LONDON We finally arrived at the European-style cottage. It was prestigious. It reminded me of a countryside farmhouse. The entry began with a beautiful fountain made of bricks. The entire home was thoughtfully designed with large stained glass windows, limestone walls, beamed ceilings, and wood doors. Behind it were brick pathways, a fire pit, and a pool. The lush landscape and trees enhanced more privacy. In a few hours, the sun would rise, and I was exhausted. I hadn’t napped since our wedding, and I would grow horns if I couldn’t get enough sleep. As soon as the caretaker left, I went to the room. The bedroom was all white, except for the curtains and rug, and it looked cozy and exquisite. I went to my luggage so that I could change. I noticed Striker enter the room. “So we’ll just pretend that we’re okay.” “We’re okay,” I replied shortly. “I’m exhausted.” “Me too. I feel like I could sleep the entire day.” He came from behind, wrapping his around me. He still smelled good

44

LONDONThe weather was beautiful. I could barely see fluffy clouds. The fresh air blew through my face, and it felt so good just to roam around, leaving my problems behind and without a bodyguard stalking my ass. I passed toward the small street called Kylian. Across the street were some establishments from a flower shop, a souvenir shop, a bookstore, and an antique store. I felt lucky when I spotted a coffee logo to my right, a bakery, and a restaurant.I silent my phone and took some pictures. I couldn’t remember I’d ever experiencing things like this just strolling by myself. I smiled in delight as I took a cross toward the coffee shop and parked my bike. They must have had a pretty good coffee. I noticed the tables were almost occupied early in the morning through the glass windows. When I pushed the door, the aroma of cocoa and freshly brewed coffee hung in the air, mingling with the smell of baked goods and sweets. I felt like I had a mini-orgasm or I was too hungry. I ignore

45

STRIKER I was exhausted. I hadn’t had a good sleep after my birthday. Despite Moses taking care of the expenses, I was hands-on in wedding preparation, even if I hired people to make it possible in three days. I still wanted to see for myself that it would come out exactly how I wanted— London’s dream wedding. And it exceeded my expectations. Then I woke up, and London was already sleeping in bed, curled into a ball on her side. I was supposed to rest while waiting for her to finish in the bathroom. Then I just fell asleep. The worse thing I’d ever done for her. I took a quick shower and wore my PJ bottom. When I came back, London was still in the same position. I covered her with the duvet and wrapped her in my arms. She didn’t even stir. This wasn’t exactly what our first night together would look like, but she was beside me, and we both needed to recharge. What mattered most was that we were together. Hours later, I woke up in an empty bed. It was unusual. I usually woke up

46

LONDONI couldn’t remember I had this feeling. I got to say. I had never had this fun in a long time. When you were a daughter of a man like Linus Vanderford, you wouldn’t experience childhood like normal girls. I always wanted to get my hands dirty, have a bruise on my knee, get home soaked with rain, and not be sent and picked up by nannies or driven home by a driver, or stalked around by a bodyguard, or have friends that only mattered to them were themselves, and if they had time, they focused on their dress, on their phones and social media. I was grateful I had Neke. I was able to experience true friendship with her.I got off the bike as we arrived at the place Striker was talking about. The cliff was breathtaking. I felt like I was brought back to the time of Poldark in Kynance Cove with the pristine turquoise sea and the fresh and salty smell of the breeze.“This is beautiful,” I said as Striker came to me. I took a lot of snaps and planned to upload them later.“One of the

47

STRIKERI was still in a towel when I heard London yelling my name, and she sounded terrified. I dashed outside the door and found her curling on the couch. “Vanderford!” Climbing downstairs two steps at a time, Reed also rushed to her.“What happened?” I knelt before her and pulled her hands away from her face. She was cold and shaking. Her face was wet with her tears. “Hey. Tell me what happened.”She shook her head violently. Her eyes were still closed, but I could see how terrified she was by something she might have seen. She then threw herself to me, snaking her arms around my neck. “It’s okay. It’s gonna be okay.” I lifted her to my lap as I sat on the couch. “I’m—I’m scared. I thought I was okay.” Her voice was still shaky. At least, finally, she said something. “I’m here. You don’t have to be scared. Can you tell me what happened?”She shook her head again.Reed put the phone on the coffee table, still puzzled. “I’ll get her water.”“Thanks.” I sighed as I tried my best t

48

LONDON Rome’s private island was paradise. The place had so much privacy that it would take an hour from the mainland via boat. And the beach house was just incredible. It was so pristine that I didn’t want to go home. We arrived yesterday, and I hadn’t gotten up from bed other than to the bathroom. Striker spoiled me so much. When I woke up this morning, he was carrying a breakfast tray and a flower he tucked behind my ear. He was so sweet and thoughtful. He made love to me and fucked me until I couldn’t move a muscle. Right now, I was still in bed, smiling like crazy as I remembered what we had done after our dinner. Striker tied me in bed but promised not to blindfold me. I was teasing him that I wanted him to be rough with me, and he never resisted. It was a new experience, but I loved the fact that he was still willing to do something, even for me was out of the box. It was noon, and I was still naked in bed. The glass door was opened to the veranda that overlooked the blue

49

STRIKER Linden had been off my radar for two days, but I knew he was working hard to give me the information I requested, even if he was also running the firm. He was good at extracting people’s dirty past. He’d proven it many times. So I gave him enough time. At the same time, I grew restless each time I didn’t hear from him. When he called tonight, I knew he found something to put the bastard behind bars. The other three, his accomplices, were murdered before they could talk, probably by him so he could run away with twenty million dollars. “Calm down. I’m still gathering intel.” “What’s his name?” “I got his yearbook. Before he became Ivy Jones, the man was Ivan Millers, a college dropout taking information technology. His father died when he was three. He lived alone with his mother, who later married an alcoholic. When he turned eighteen, he left his home and mother behind with the alcoholic stepfather. His mother lost her job five years later when a company filed for bankru

50

LONDON “Welcome back!” Neke gushed as soon as I entered the office floor. “Oh, my God!” I yelped as the confetti popped right into my face. “What’s going on?” When I arrived last night, I only told Neke because I had to go to work. I could already picture my pending work piling on top of my desk. My honeymoon phase was over. I was back to the reality of my life. As much as I’d love to cuddle and make love to my husband, I had a job waiting for me, and I needed to work hard for my savings now that Dad had left me hanging. “Congratulations, Mrs. Cade!” my staff chorused as I walked through the aisle. They were throwing petals at me as if I had just got married. “Wow. You guys take this surprise to a whole new level.” I glanced at them one by one. “Thank you so much. And thank you so much for keeping this under wraps.” They applauded before they went back to work. “How are you?” I followed Neke as she pushed the door to my office. “Me? Nothing interesting happened. Unlike y

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