Lucas shuffled through his stuff, picking the things he needed for his little trip. Uncle Henry had created a pathway for his grand entrance back into the business world. A second chance to recover all that he had lost and get back at Aaron Churchill. Damn. Did Henry miss it when that pompous ass was humble and a meek little desk officer? Now, he had all the power and wealth in the world and he proved it by purchasing his company and running him out of business."Now listen to me, Lucas. Drop the fucking sentiments and make use of your fucking head. Don't disappoint me." Uncle Henry warned before the call got disconnected. Lucas could finally breathe some fresh air outside the stale air he inhaled for the last few months he had to go into hiding. Aaron was going to be shocked to his toes when he realized who the new addition to his security service was. "I am coming for you, Aaron Churchill."He arrived at the bodyguard quarters of the Churchill security service a little bit past midn

Helen, still hot and bothered from the kiss, found herself yearning for more. Her body had its thoughts and worked on its accord even when she fought the urge not to give in to her desires, it remembered what it felt like to be touched by Aaron Churchill. Helen touched her lips, reminiscing on the kiss.“Snap out of it, Helen.” She pinched herself in the bid to concentrate on something else. A cold shower would be effective for dire situations of this nature. She headed to the master's bedroom and helped herself to an iced cold water bath. It did the trick and in seconds, she was back to her old self. She wondered who that hostile woman was, their energies not matching.She went searching for her gist buddy and nearly had a head-to-head collision with Emily, whose eyes lit up at the sight of her. “Ma'am, you won't believe what in Bullock's name I just heard.” Helen, curious as well to know what Emily had to say, ordered her to lead the way. “Lead the way, Emily.” Without hesitation, t

Aaron looked forward to his meet-up with the boys, his safety was their priority and his well-being their sole responsibility. Little did he know, he was in for a big surprise. At the heart of the table, sat the last person he expected to meet. “LUCAS” The bodyguards that safeguarded the walls of the Churchill empire, all waited for him to make his opening speech. Aaron was not the type to wear his emotions on his sleeves, and Lucas wasn't going to stir up any type of reaction from him. “Let's do this more often.” The youngest recruit, Shawn's outburst, caused the rest to ripple with laughter. They were all having fun, enjoying their meals, except for Lucas who sulked. Aaron could tell that he had made more enemies than friends. No one cared to know what had him in such a bad mood as they all munched away, entirely ignoring him.After the meal, the next course of action required Aaron to receive a rundown of how the security team ran their day-to-day activities, reports of miscond

The bitter winter cold, the inner shakiness, and the scars that marred her body from her ex-lover tripled Anna's pains to a hundred degrees. Karma came to bite her in the ass, and it came in the form of Lucas. She wanted to be certain if Aaron was just fabbing to get her out of his hair or if indeed Lucas had become one of his lap dogs eating his leftover crumbs.Standing in the heart of the Churchill security section, she waited for the men to return from their assigned workplace. Her eyes scanned for the person she sought, but he was nowhere in sight, tired of embracing the winter air, she turned to leave. “Anna?” The voice of the man that stole her heart and tore it into shreds called out her name.With a deep sigh and a fully composed demeanor, she faced him head-on. “Lucas. There you are.” There was no need to pretend they met coincidentally, or she mistakenly waltzed into this side of town. “Aaron told you, didn't he?” He inquired about Anna, who sold her soul to the devil aft

“Pass the ball, Comrade, over here!.” The game of wits as a lucrative sport had begun, and Lucas had the ball in his possession. There were noises and hand movements in the air urging him to pass the ball, but this game was his for the winning. “Lucas, come on!.” One of the members of his team, frustrated, sighed and walked away from the pitch.The game went on and he scored a goal. “Goal!” He howled, pumping his fist in the air, but his victory was ignored as the rest of the team converged together for their lunch break. “If you keep up with this, you won't even have a place to lay your head at night.” Graciano, the head of sports warned, leaving him to toast to his stale victory.Lucas, parched, headed towards the water section. “I hear that Mr. Pompous once owned a notable company in Kingston.” The blonde whispered out loudly, making sure Lucas heard what he said. “Really?” The other gasped lightly as they both stared at Lucas in mockery. He ignored their jabs, emptied his can, an