Rhys walked out of the Freeman corp, enraged and disgusted. He can't fathom why he felt the urge to walk in and break every bone in Liam's body forever, getting close to Ashley.It's not jealous, or so he thought. He's in no room to feel comfortable, yet the sight displeased him. He needed to set his terms straight with her.For as long as they're married, she needs to remain loyal and faithful. Regardless of the circumstances in which they got tied down, they both need to respect each other."What's up?" Lex says through the piece the minutes Rhys unmuted it."Send me a car!" He orders folding on his sleeves."On it. It'll be there in 3...2...1."A car suddenly pulled over. Rhys didn't waste a second; he got in, and soon enough, the car hit the road leading to the direction of Rhys's penthouse.The thought of what he had seen was running haywire through his head. Liam is not the man for her; he only wants to use her to satisfy his lust and then dispose of her. It's obvious.But Ashle

"How are things going with the mission?" Claus Mickelson asks, directing the question to Rhys.Letting out a breath, Blake decides to excuse them, also the fact that he doesn't want their father to include him in it."Don't forget, I'll leave in approximately two hours," Blake paused to remind Rhys, to which Rhys nodded in response.With the sound of the door closing, Rhys draws his stare back to his dad and says, "Not as expected. Giovanni gave me his complimentary card and asked for a meet-up wherever I'm ready."Claus's expression hardened as he adjusted his seating position. "So did you go?" He was suddenly interested in hearing more.Rhys shakes his head. "No! At least not yet. I'm still trying to assess something and point out specific reasons why I came. According to Lex's research, most of his workers started working for him by some means. To go to him, you need to find a solid reason, or, should I say, be in need; that way, he could use that desire of yours and get you to be

Rhys puts on his wrist watch taking in his appearance through the mirror. Just then a call came through urging a growl out from his lips. He reached for the phone, his eyes reading the caller ID; Lex. He slid the answer button placing the phone on his left ear. "Yeah?" He wanted Lex to go straight to the point even though he knew that whatever it was, had to do with his meeting with Giovanni."Your meeting with Giovanni was rescheduled?" Lex asks shortly.He knew it.He nods before humming, "Yes. He reschedule it for next week on Monday""Great! Enough time for me to hack into their security systems. That shit is guarded as Fuck, whoever is responsible for it, must be damn good" Lex whines.Rhys wasn't sure what to say but rather than him as his stare moved to the clock hung on the wall.His meeting with Ron is in thirty minutes, and he doesn't want to keep him waiting. After a lot of convincing from Mum, Angela, and Blake, Rhys has finally built up the mindset to have the --Talk--

"Name?" The secretary asked, roaming his stare around Rhys. "Rhys Mickelson" he answers after a momentarily pause fighting back the urge to send him a glare.He nods, typing the name on the computer to see if Rhys is telling the truth about having a meeting with Giovanni. "Not to burst your bubble, but Mr De Luca would never hire an incompetent employer" the man speaks with a smirk lingering on his lips Rhys lips remained on a thin line choosing to remain mute so as not to create a scene. He won't let whoever this guy is disrupt his mood or rather plans."Take a seat, Mr De Luca will see you when he sends for you" the man states with pure irritation.Rhys nods before taking one of the seats at the reception. "Do you think your meeting with him would be in his company?" Lex asked through the earpiece.Rhys shrugs his stare glued to the receptionist as he responds to Lex, "I don't know but we can tell really, it may be or not" "Well wherever Giovanni is, it's getting late. It's alm

The morning sunlight bathed her face urging a growl to escape from her lips. She pulled the sheets over her head with an annoying hiss. The sharp pain in her head has her squinting her eyes even more. The smell of the sheets has her thoughts halting for a second, she doesn't remember her duvet having a manly smell. Her eyes suddenly sprinted a fraction as she bolted up causing her head to ache more. "Shit!" She cried out holding on her forehead. Her eyes parted roaming her stare around to be sure that she wasn't in her room.Memories of how she had gotten drunk after the text message her uncle had sent her came rushing down her mind causing her mood to suddenly screw. These past few days the man has been on a Mission to make her life a living hell. Overloading her with work only to have her get done and he rejects them. He's on a mission to take every ounce of happiness in her life, he has consumed all her property and is using her best friend to threaten her. She's trapped in