Chapter 47 – Part 2My eyes snap open and I sit up straight… I blink a couple of times to see my brother in front of me.I frown. That was a dream? It felt so real…It felt so real. Now I want to see Grace pregnant with my child to experience that joy and happiness I did in that dream.“We have a problem.” He glares at me.“What happened?” I ask.He looks troubled. “Someone is looking into Angie’s death. They’re now investigating a murder and not a gas leak like before…” I don’t miss how my brother says my deceased wife’s name with distain.I slide my feet off the bed. My feet slide into my slippers, and I stand. “Have you informed Andre of this as well?” I ask.He shakes his head. “He’s busy with something you gave him…”I nod, I walk up to my brother and place my hand on his shoulder. “I think it would be best if we don’t get involved this time. It hurts to say this, but there are people targeting us right now. Trying to cover this up will lead to them right to us. If the police are

Chapter 49 – The Wilson’s are back.Grace WilsonPOVI run my fingers through my hair. I’m still in shock by Rowan’s announcement. I’m sitting in class and all I can think about is Rowan wanting a child out of nowhere. I have no idea what he’s been through in the last month and a half but that doesn’t mean he has the right to demand certain things from me.Though I do get it I am nothing but a toy he bought at an auction it doesn’t stop me from feeling sad and down though.The sadness I've been feeling the last couple of weeks has been intensified by Rowan asking for a baby. Would I love to have a child with Rowan? Heck yeah. Do I want my baby raised in a household where his or her mother could be replaced at any moment? Hell no.What if the woman in the pictures return and I’m kicked out. What if she’s a terrible human being and my child ends up exactly the way I did though out my childhood. The life I’ve lived I wouldn’t even wish it upon my worst enemy. Not that I have any enemies.

Chapter 51Rowan PriestPOVI couldn’t believe I was jealous of some puny kid. Some snot nose punk who is still wet behind the ears. Yet the second I saw the two of them together I saw red. The feeling was both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time. I’ve never experienced Jealousy in my life.I’ve never let my emotions get the better of me. Yet whenever Grace is involved, I lose all sense of rationality. Seeing Grace laugh with this guy and him touching her hair, Grace hates being touched by men yet she’s allowing this fool to touch her. Just the thought alone had me nearly pulling out my gun and shooting him between the eyes.Or torturing him to death.Where am I driving to? Damien’s apartment. I needed to speak to my brother. I needed to calm down. I was still seeing red.When I pull up at his apartment in New York, I’m hoping he’s home. I didn’t even know if he’s still in New York. He’s supposed to be in LA for a deal in two days.I get out of my car locking it, I slowly walk up

Chapter 53 – Greece confessionsOne month later.Grace PriestPOVTomorrow is my birthday. Rowan asked me a couple of weeks ago what I wanted to do but I told him, I didn’t want anything special. I was turning twenty-two. I didn’t feel like twenty-two was anything special. Plus, I’ve never had a birthday party in my life I didn’t think I did anything to deserve one anyway.After my talk with Damien gave me a lot of perspective on my future plans. I’ve already spoken to my guidance counselor, added the required classes to the next semester. I’m so excited for my future.Oh, Amara told me she’s getting married next year. I’m excited to meet her future husband. She told me she didn’t love him; she hadn’t even seen him since she was five."Time to get out of bed Grace…" Rowan says walking into my room.I look at him glaring… “I could have been dressing…” I complain.He smiles crossing his arms. “I wouldn’t mind…” he says with a wink.Heat rushes to my face."Come on love, we have to leave

Chapter 55 – Grace PriestPOVA man walks into the room and sits in front of Amara and me. he leans forward and smiles. “So let me tell you a story. You see your husbands hurt a lot of people to take up the crowns past down by their ancestors. A lot of bones hold up the foundation of their reign. You think it's okay for the weak to be trampled on while the strong only grow stronger?" the man asks in anger.Amara bursts out laughing." If the weak didn't want to be trampled on, then they should try to be weak. You call them evil for the people they trampled on. But what about the people they've helped? You only look at the bed because you're jealous of their success." She taunts.“You think I want anything to do with them? I’m not doing this because I want their power. I’m doing this because I deserve it. You see I’m the rightful heir to the empire. The Priest family stole it from my grandfather when he died.”Amara bursts out laughing. “You think an illegitimate child, born out of wed