Semua Bab ACCIDENTALLY HIS MISTRESS : Bab 21 - Bab 30

Escaping the Garden was not easy. It was the only home I had ever known, the place where I was raised from a baby. The buildings were large in a clean polished compound, a facade of innocence to the outside world. They called it an orphanage, but the truth was beyond scary. This was a collection of carefully handpicked girls, raised with a specific purpose in mind.We were named after flowers. Mine was Aconite, the flower of hatred. It was a cruel joke by whoever had named me, a constant reminder that I was unwanted, unloved. But I had discovered a different meaning, one that suited me better, a warning to be cautious. And cautious I became.Adak Clives, leader of the foundation, spotted me and recognized my potential, so I was moved to the White House early, a privilege reserved for the most exceptional children. The foundation's structure was carefully designed, with three distinct compounds. The Garden was the starting point, where children from one to ten years old were observed

(LUKE HUNTERS' POV) When Steven left, Ethan let out a sigh. "Sir, did you need such a performance?" I shrugged, a hint of amusement on my face. "No, I didn't," I replied. "But the look on his face was worth it." Just then, my secretary walked in with a tablet. "Sir, something has happened concerning the video posted today," she said, her expression serious. My gut sank, after the incident with Nicole. A video had been posted online with no sound. In the video a wild looking Alexa was on top of Nicole hitting her and grabbing her hair. The internet was on fire, Alexa was being criticized and labeled a mistress who destroyed families. I had tried to take down the video, but it had been posted on multiple platforms simultaneously. I only prayed Alexa wouldn't see the video before I could handle the situation. I watched the second video, and my heart sank. It showed Alexa, Steven, and the twins sitting in her former living room. Alexa was feeding Michelle grapes, her eyes spark

(STEVEN HALES’ POV)The board was stressing me, I was fed up with these weak men who seemed to think I was supposed to shoulder all the stress while they reaped the benefits. "Have you secured the land yet?" I demanded of my assistant."No, sir," he replied. "We can't win the bid on the Northern Hills. The only way to get it is to talk to Mr. Hunters, he is the biggest bidder. If he steps down, the land will be ours."I scowled. "But he has gone missing. I don't know where to find him."“What of his assistant?” I asked.My assistant's expression was apologetic. "His assistant has also disappeared. They have been MIA for two weeks now."I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "But the company is running smoothly?" I asked."Who is in control?" I pressed."Alexa," he replied, his voice neutral.A spark of anger rose within me. "You mean the person who has been declining my calls and appointments is Alexa?" I repeated, my tone icy."Yes, sir, he gave her complete control of the entire company an

(STEVEN HALES POV)He hesitated before replying. "That land is in Alexa's hands," he said, his tone firm. "Besides, I really need that land. What makes you think I will hand it to you?"I took a deep breath and swallowed my pride, I knew before coming that I would need to beg. "Listen, Luke, you don't really need this bid. I will do anything if you step aside and let me win."Luke's expression turned calculating. "Ah, there is one thing."My heart sank, but I steeled myself for his request. "What is it?" I asked, ready to agree to anything."You see, Alexa was devastated when your wife dug up her father's grave. I am aware Nicole has a modeling interview. I want Nicole and Arya to get down on their knees and apologize to Brandon, Lala, and Alexa. Is that possible?" He said it like it was all that mattered, was he insane? He was willing to sacrifice such a big deal for this."What?" I exclaimed, trying to reason with him. "This is business, Luke, not child's play."Luke's response was

ALEXA’ S POVI tried to roll over in bed, but Luke's arms were wrapped tightly around me, holding me close. "Luke, let go," I pleaded. "I need to go to the gym, and you need to go to the airport."He groaned. "What if I install a gym here?" he suggested, his voice low and husky. "I have noticed you love going to that gym in those shorts and crop top."I felt a flush rise to my cheeks as he nuzzled my neck. "Oh, come on," I protested, trying to sound stern. "No one even talks to me when I am there. They are all afraid of you. I need to make friends besides Lala."Luke's grip didn't loosen. "You were never social before," he pointed out. "Why now?"I tried to reason with him. "Well, I just want to try living," I said. "Besides, I do nothing all day, and you are always traveling. I need something to do."He just smiled sheepishly. "If you are looking for something to do," he said, his eyes sparkling with mischief, "I have some ideas."I laughed and playfully pushed him away. "Luke, get o