Myers POV
The past two months have been unbearable. My wife and best friend, now enemies, comfortably have their affairs in front of me. What more is there in life? I made up my mind to put a stop to all of this, all the humiliation and disregard towards me. Sarah had handed me the divorce papers, calling me all sorts of names and reminding me just how worthless I was now. I had begged her with all my heart because I really did love her, but she publicly revealed that she never really loved me and was in love with my friend, Robin. I was heartbroken. As usual, when I got myself to the dining room, I saw Sarah and Robin eating comfortably. They didn't even mind my presence. If only Sarah or Robin showed a bit of remorse, maybe it wouldn't have to end like this. I opened the front door, pushed my chair all the way to the pool, staring at my reflection in the water as I thought about all the good things that happened in my life Pulling my chair closer to the edge of the pool, I pushed my body forward, and the feel of the water into my nose and lungs before I passed out was all I remembered. Beep… beep… beep. I opened my eyes slowly, taking in what was before me, bringing my body to actualize what I was seeing. What happened? The door opened, and an elderly woman walked in, looking at me with shock and excitement. “Oh, you are finally awake!” She hurried to my bedside and examined my body. She smiled and walked out, coming back in with two men who also looked shocked and excited to see me. “Thank God you are awake; your wife and brother would be so happy,” she said. I sat up, asking them what was going on. “You've been unconscious for a week, sir. Your brother and wife brought you in and told us to keep a close watch on you,” the elderly woman said. I thought I drowned, so how was I here in this hospital? And who the fuck was my brother and wife? Curiosity was written all over me. “They will be here shortly, sir. You have nothing to worry about,” the elderly woman assured me as she and the two men, who, I assumed, were doctors, also walked out. I took a deep breath in as I examined my surroundings. Is this a hospital room or a hotel? A TV was facing me, and now I noticed my bed was not the usual hospital bed. It was bigger and more comfortable. I took the remote on the bed, which helped to move the bed and put me in a sitting position, and I could also take it back to lay down. Just as I was still understanding the situation, a group of thug-like guys, all in black suits, barged into the room. “Boss!” They all chorused. I was fucking confused. What in heaven's name was happening? “Mr. Grey, we are so glad you are awake. We are sorry for not protecting you as the leader of Underguards. Please accept our sincere apology,” he bowed his head in apology, and the rest did the same. Just as I was about to ask a question, the least person I expected to see came in — Naomi. What was she doing here? How did she know I was here? A billion zillion questions I wanted to ask, but I saw her signal to me to stay quiet. “Please, guys, he's probably not in his right frame of mind right now to talk, so let him rest. Jack assured you all that he was alive, and he has proven it,” a member of the gang faced jack and said, “Sorry, man, we apologize for not believing you,” as they slowly left one by one. One of them stepped up to me and said, “We would try everything in our power to get you to walk again, Robert. Sorry for not being there with you when you needed us.” He patted my shoulder and nodded to Naomi and the guy behind her and left the room. I turned to Naomi for answers immediately the door was shut. “What is going on, and how are you here? I thought I'd never see you again,” I asked. “I know it's a lot to take in, but I promise to explain every single detail to you. For now, I need you to listen. Your life and everything about it died when you jumped into the pool that night,” “Yes, I was there, and Jack here rescued you. Keep in your mind that you owe me and Jack your life, and the life you will begin to enjoy from now on, your name is no longer Myers Marshall; you are now Robert Grey, the big boss who controls the underworld as the leader of the Underguards.” I was confused. What happened, and who the fuck is Robert Grey, and why am I now with his name? I stared at Naomi in confusion as she smiled at me. “I don't understand, who is Robert Grey? And why do I have to impersonate him?” I asked in utter confusion. Naomi turned and looked at Jack, then he left the ward, leaving Naomi and me alone. "What's happening? You disappeared two months ago only to come back and ask me to be some Robert Grey or who the fuck he is,"I said, sounding annoyed. But Naomi had a calm expression on her face, she sighed and took my hand, then stared directly into my eyes. “I know this is all too sudden, but I assure you it's worth it, and you don't have to worry about anything, I'll tell you about it all, I promise you Myers,” She replied. I looked at her, her words sounded true to me, and it was too hard not to believe her, I exhaled and looked away. “Fine then!”Robert POV Having returned to my underground house back in Green Island, I sat with my legs crossed, reading the news of the strange Teddy bear at the Mikaelsons' seven-year-old daughter's party. I felt proud of myself, as the reaction was undoubtedly what I wanted. Everything has been going according to plan since Jack brought Naomi back; she has been quiet, obedient, and submissive, all new to me, but I liked it. “Boss, a letter came in for you,” Victor said, handing me the envelope. “From who?” I asked, but Victor just shook his head. “We don't know, sir. A courier brought it.” I opened the letter, and my heart felt like it stopped. “How did this happen? How was my mother kidnapped? Wasn't she out of the country?” I picked up my phone to call my dad, but remembered our last encounter. Although I love my parents, my mother is the one I'm closest with. I stay far away from them to protect them, so how? I decided to call the butler insteadMr. Grey, so nice to hear from you ag
Myers POV I kept staring at Naomi in disbelief. I thought I would never see her again after she disappeared. But after she explained everything to me, including the death of Robert and how I was going to replace him, I understood. However, I had two questions: “Why did you have to kill him? And how in the world is there a man I look so much like, to even convince his loyal men into thinking he is alive?” Naomi's response was reassuring. “Don't worry about all this for now. All you have to think about is getting better. We spoke with the doctor, and he said, although it's not certain you'll be able to walk, they would do their best to see to it that you do,” “We will fly you out of the country for the operation, and you'll stay there until you get better. Jack and I will go with you, as you will also learn to be the 'Robert Grey'.”( Day for operation) As I lay on the operating table, my heart raced with anticipation and fear. The surgeons and nurses buzzed around him, their face
Learning about Robert seemed easy until this moment, when I'm faced with over a hundred men and I am to address them in Robert's style."it feels great to be back. I'm thankful that you all remained faithful and loyal to me, and for that, I'll reward you in a special way." I turned to look at Naomi, who gave me a nod to indicate that I was doing okay.I cleared my throat as I continued to speak. "After my accident, I learned that the Mikaelsons are not the only enemies I have. I still do not know anything about whoever attacked me, but I will make sure to get whoever it is and, when I do, I will tear every one of them apart."The gang shouted and jubilated at my words. I stretched my hands out in a stop motion, and everywhere became silent once more."I need everyone to spread out and look for a doctor. He helped me profoundly, and I would love to repay his kindness. His name is Ronald Anderson, a doctor at the Life for Life hospital. He disappeared a few days before the hospital's t
Robin & Sarah pov Sarah sat beside Robin on the couch having dinner when the evening news broadcast came up.(News anchor on TV)“News update: Life for Life Hospital shutdown reaches three months”News anchor continues “It's been three months since the biggest hospital in the city got abruptly shut down leaving many questions unanswered . The facility's closure was sparked by the tragic death of Racheal Mikaelson niece of notorious businessman Pedro Mikaelsons”Sarah's expression turns grave, her interest piqued News Anchor (continued)“Racheal Mikaelson passed away shortly after undergoing surgery, prompting allegations of medical negligence and triggering a thorough investigation. Authorities have remained tight-lipped about the findings, fueling speculation and public concern."Robin leaned in, his voice barely above a whisper."Do you think Ronald Anderson's disappearance is connected to Racheal’s death? because, why would he just disappear except he was involved in a way”Sar
Myres povSweat dripped down from his forehead as he ran alongside Naomi through the corridors, his eyes darting anxiously around every corner. The sound of gunshots and shattering glass made it hard to hear their footsteps.Naomi struggled to free her hands from his grasp, her face twisted in frustration. "Do you want to get killed, girl? Why are you refusing to run?" he asked angrily, his brow furrowed."I'm not refusing," Naomi shot back, her voice laced with anger and her eyes flashing. "You're supposed to be out there with the rest of the gang as their leader, not here running away like a coward."Myres' expression turned desperate."Naomi, I think you're forgetting something," he said, his voice trembling."What's that, Robert?" Naomi asked, her tone laced with sarcasm.Myres hesitated before speaking."Exactly that – I'm not Robert," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper and his eyes downcast. "I'm Myres, a medical doctor. I save people, not kill them. That's what you're
Myres' eyes locked onto Mikaelson, his grip on his gun tightening."You're finished, Mikaelson," Myres growled.Mikaelson sneered. "You'll never take me alive, Robert."Myres charged forward, but Mikaelson was too quick. He dodged and weaved.A bullet whizzed past Myres' shirt, and he ducked.Victor returned fire, but Mikaelson's men provided cover."Mikaelson's escaping!" Victor shouted.Myres sprinted after him, gun blazing.Mikaelson vanished into the smoke-filled alleys.“Robert, we lost him!" Victor yelled.Myres cursed, frustration burning within.This wasn't over.Mikaelson would regroup and strike again.Myres knew he had to be ready.For now, the battle was far from won.The war had just begun.(Naomi's pov)Naomi's eyes lingered on the blank walls, her mind racing with worst-case scenarios.She paced, her footsteps echoing through the abandoned warehouse.Suddenly, the door creaked open.Myres strode in, his face etched with exhaustion."Naomi," he said softly.Naomi rushed
"You are useless, you are worthless, you can't even do anything for yourself. You solely depend on me. I bathe you, I clothe you, I feed you. I fuck you, oh, let me correct that, I fuck myself because there's nothing your disabled self can do but sit there and be nannied."I could remember all the words my wife said to me, word for word, as she handed me those divorce papers. As I took the papers with tears streaming down my eyes, I could barely see what was written, but I would be a blind bat not to notice the boldly written headings.Not being able to utter a single word, my hands shaking and heart beating like I had run a thousand miles, I tried to speak, but the words could barely come out. I tried to beg for her to stay with me, but I could see it in her eyes that her mind was made up.As I stared at the pool, flashes of what my life was played through my memory like a movie. I was a successful and renowned doctor, recognized worldwide.People would travel all around the world to
Put Dr. Ronald on the line,” I said, as I walked into the hospital. “Sir, his line has not been reachable for the past three hours,”“ How the fuck did this happen?" I shouted. “The surgery was a fucking success. All he had to do was stitch the body up. What could have possibly gone wrong?”I saw the nurse shiver at my words. “Get the security, get the police, get everyone to look for Ronald. He won't put me in this mess and run away,” I said.Just then, a group of gangster-looking men barged into the hospital, having my staff run in fright. “What is all this chaos for? Who are you, and how may I help you? This is a private organization, and we do not accept or welcome hoodlums,” I said to them firmly, but a little bit of nervousness crept over me.The nurse nudged at my shoulder, whispering some words I couldn't comprehend. But immediately, the man in a dark suit stepped out of the car. “Mikaelson Pedro,” I whispered, upon sighting him out of the car, the ruthless and richest eldest