Alarick walked down the hallway wondering if he should go and see his father. He had gotten what he wanted from Charlotte but now he wasn’t sure if he should inform his father about his plan or not. He didn’t know what Cillian’s reaction would be. He paused and changed his mind. No, his father would just find out at the ball like the rest of the guests that would attend. Cillian may not like it at first but he would have to endure it for the plan to work.Alarick ignored the thought of going to his father’s bedroom and approached his own. He opened the door to his bedroom and crossed the threshold. He threw his jacket on one side of his mattress before he plopped onto the bed and laid down. He raised his arm to his head and stared at the white ceiling. What had just happened between him and Charlotte? He had noticed that she was flustered to be so close to him but now he wasn’t sure it was because she wanted him. In some way she might have been playing him by acting innocent and pure

The elevator opened up to Alarick and his four guards. They stepped down from the elevator and onto the executive floor. The group walked towards the closest desk they could find. Alarick approached a man at his desk in his late thirties. The man looked rough and unkept for someone who was working in an establishment like this but Alarick held his tongue. It wasn’t his business if Dumont couldn’t take care of his staff. He needed something from the man. Alarick turned on his charm and spoke."Excuse me, where can I find Mr Dumont's office?"The man looked up from his desk and faced Alarick. Unlike other people who awed and marveled at Alarick's presence, this man lightly sneered when he saw Alarick. There was always one of them. Always one in a crowd that hated Alarick's guts for no substantial reason, only the fact that he was taken into a rich family and basically became a trillionaire overnight. They couldn't hate themselves for what they were and their own shitty lives so they end

Alarick stepped out of the office with an air of fulfilment around him. He had managed to get Dumont to agree to all his terms and although he didn't like the way he had done it, it was the only viable solution. He hadn’t planned to use blackmail but Dumont gave him an opening by being careless and he utilised it accordingly. He wouldn't let his business be tampered with because some old man wanted to play and couldn't keep it in his pants. Alarick walked past the guards and the men sensing him, followed right after. As they came out to the hallway, Alarick saw the woman Dumont was messing with earlier. Mercy. She glanced at him and removed her eyes from his figure in shame. Her head bent down to the table to avoid Alarick's scrutinising gaze as he walked by. Alarick looked at her a little longer wondering how a woman like her would stoop so low as to become the mistress of a man like Dumont. She clearly looked like she could have any man she set her mind to get if she tried, she wa

Alarick walked back into the mansion once the Dubois' car was out of sight. A masquerade ball. The idea had just popped into his head but nonetheless it was a good one. He had to make preparations for that layer today but he had to speak to his father first.Alarick went up to his father's bedroom and knocked."Come in."Cillian's voice echoed out of the room allowing Alarick to enter. Cillian was watching a video on his phone while eating an early lunch but when Alarick entered the paused it and set his phone on his bed."You're back early. That's good to see. How did your meeting with Henry Dumont go?"Alarick went over to the desk in the workspace in the corner of the room and sat down on the empty chair. He chuckled."It was eventful. I saw some things that I didn't need to see but nevertheless I got the job done..."Cillian dropped his cutlery and raised an eyebrow."Eventful in what way?""I caught Dumont having extramarital affairs with his secretary in his office.""Wow. I kne

Alarick sat up straight on his bed with his head in his hands, groaning as he just woke up. It was early afternoon. After having a nightmare and working till the early hours of the morning, he had finally been tired enough to fall asleep which was why he woke up by this time. He didn’t bother going to meet Charlotte, he had already made arrangements for designers to visit her today and she would be busy picking her outfit for the coming event. He would check in after work to see what she had decided to wear.He arrived at work less than an hour later and began to sort through his agenda for the day. He didn’t usually come to work by this time, but he was still the boss so there was nothing wrong with taking a few hours in the morning to rest after having a restless night. Alarick stretched a bit as he stood hours later. He had been sitting down at his desk for the whole day. He never stood up once to do anything else since he had already spent his morning at home. But at least the d