All Chapters of Vengeance of the Fallen Heir: From Cell to CEO: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Ethan's POV My heavy eyes stared upwards at the ceiling as I'd not slept a wink throughout the night. The scene from earlier, her tear stained cheeks, the words I'd said to her in a fit of my frustration and the anger shimmering in her eyes as the doors closed between us. God! Had I been too harsh on her? I turned on my sides for the umpteenth time, still feeling restless and drained all over. Just as I was about to let myself drown in my thoughts again, my phone vibrated insistently on the bedside table indicating an alarm. Groaning, I reached for it to turn it off while my feet hesitantly landed on the polished floor to begin my day. I dragged myself to the gym area, slowly working out all the tension and heaviness with my airpods plugged in. After a while, I'd begun to feel better but not lighter. My music suddenly stopped, replaced by my ringing tone indicating an incoming call. I answered with a heavy sigh. “S…sir, p-please, please check the news”. I frowned. It was Marcu

Alina's POV I gazed out the window through the thin curtains. Luckily, I'd not lost my job due to the scandal that involved me, but it still didn't feel like I was here…or anywhere for that matter. From up here, I could see the world moving on peacefully like there was no storm brewing in my heart. Images flashed in my head. A tape I'd long stopped replaying. But today felt like the right time to replay it — reminding me why I was here in the first place. It was the night my life turned upside down in a flash. It wasn’t dramatic at first. No sirens screaming down the street. No shouting. Just two low, deliberate knocks on our door—calculated, final.I skipped down the stairs to get it, not sure if I’d fully opened the door before they barged in, storming past me to get my dad who sat on the couch, fear and confusion enveloping him. They were men in uniforms. Their mission clear on their faces as they dragged him up, deaf to all his pleas. I froze, watching the scene unfold in a

CHAPTER 14~ALINA JOHNSON~He didn’t say that but that’s what I heard. His tone was sharp, like someone on the edge of annoyance. I knew I had delayed by 5 minutes but he didn’t have to assume that it was because I was couldn’t fit into the dress.It could also mean that he assumed he got the wrong size. My thoughts defended him. I rolled my eyes at myself and watched the lit-up buildings go past me. I didn’t answer Ethan’s question. Instead, I looked away toward the window and he returned to the tablet in his hand.We arrived at Manchester’s Hall and while Mr. Burly driver stepped out of his seat to get his boss’s door, I opened mine and stepped out on my own. Feasting my eyes on the caliber of people walking towards the red carpet, my throat tightened at a lady donning an amber Russian sable fur jacket over her floor-length gown. I knew that fur jacket cost close to a hundred grand. There were a few recognizable faces of power strolling into the hall from their luxurious Porsche ca

~ALINA JOHNSON~Setting up my new office took longer than I expected. At first, I wanted to replicate my old office, make it feel familiar. I knew a part of me that was still attached to my old office was struggling to accept this new change. Phoenix Empire building was more of a gold and black theme unlike the Vance office with the white and pastel color minimalistic setting. But I was here and this is my life now, it’s best that I get used to it. Every now and then, I was deciding which angle was better, where my desk should be or my decorative flowers, or my book shelf or the cabinet that would contain a few of my personal items. The men helping me to move the furniture had to be the most patient set in the world, they uttered not a groan of annoyance. Eventually, I settled on my workspace being close to the large rectangular window. Then I took a lunch break before returning to deciding angles but 2:30 came and I was finally pleased with the arrangement. Mrs. Sanchez, my replace

~|ETHAN WILDER~I grimaced at the ugly coffee splotch on my white shirt and proceeded to undo the buttons, my thoughts drifting to Alina. I knew the moment the door opened that she was the one, despite that my back was turned to it. Her strawberry perfume announced her presence softly and when I turned around, I was mesmerized by the innocently sheepish expression on her face. Her baby pink lips heavily glossed parted and pulled slightly to one side as she asked if she was late. Her slender eyes widened and bright blue as a summer sky stared back at me, waiting for my response.“No Miss Johnson, I only wanted to congratulate you in person.” I had replied.She had looked away, whispering. “Well, isn’t it what you wanted?” My heart had leaped, the softness in her voice doing unexplainable things to my body all at once. Blood pumped through my veins faster and dirty images flashed my mind.The short breathy laughter I had let out was only a tactic to maintain my cool exterior as well as