Mysterious Son-in-law’s Revenge

"How did you get in here, woman? I ask for the last time." Declan King sat at the edge of the king sized bed in a magnificent suite of hotel Antonio, New York. He wore a grim expression and took a final look at the lady clinged beside him. The lady had a red dress that hugged her curvy body on. The upper part of the dress was open in a v cut, letting the right amount of cleavage flash. The slit of her dress cut deep on the left side, giving her thick thigh away. Declan's eyes met with hers and she gave him a curt wink, with her lower lip trapped between her teeth. Declan wasn't in the slightest entertained by her showcase. "Ivy. Call me Ivy. And yeah, the right question should be how do you want me to make you feel...." Ivy ran her hand over Declan's shirt as she spoke. "Don't!" Declan slapped her hand away and the top buttons of his shirt tore apart. He sprang up at once, his teeth gritted at the mess. He was about to say something when the room door opened and two ladi

Clara didn't stop screaming, to Declan's amazement. He just stood still and watched her create a scene. She was beginning to attract people to where they were. "Are you alright ma'am?" A man in a security uniform walked up to them and asked first. "Please help me. This man right here tried to hit me! Oh gracious." "She's a blatant liar. I did no such thing." "Of course you did!" Clara brought out her other wrist and flashed it before the Security guard. She had an old injury on it but claimed it was a resulting injury from how Declan twisted her hand. Declan was amused by her gaslighting skills only that she tried it with him. "Can I take a close look ma'am?" "Please do" The security man surveyed the red wrist and assured her he would do something to help her. He stepped aside and spoke into his walkie-talkie. In no time, two other guards joined them, each standing at Declan's both sides. Clara had a few other people gather around her asking if she was okay. "He is a c

Leo felt insulted by Declan's attitude and couldn't hide his hate any further. He walked up to where Declan stood and took the paper from him, folded it and tucked it into his chest pocket. "What if I told you I don't believe any single word you've uttered from your mouth?" Leo started to walk back to Mandy, his hands clenched together at his back as he spoke. "And I don't mean only your claim that you trained on your own. But also the whole facade you pulled on about being a doctor and scamming this desperate woman into falling for your tricks." He looked up to Declan, meeting his eyes. "You know what I think? I think you're an imposter and a quack who just showed up for a high pay. I'm not sorry to blow your cover but will ask nicely just this once, that you leave before I disgrace and make you lose what's left of your dignity." A dead silence came after Leo's last word. Declan smirked and shook his head disparagingly at Leo's attitude. He picked up the fact that Leo was ins

Grand pa Asher's breath normalized. He was still deep in a coma and needed a few more days before he woke up. "What the hell just happened" Mandy was in shock. Her hands vibrated. She clasped them together to stay still. She couldn't imagine what would have happened if Declan hadn't come through. "Wait Mandy... I can explain. He was going to be better from the antidote I gave him. We should have just waited a little longer ""Wait, you say? He was going to die, Leo! He was losing so much blood!""It's not as bad as you think. I mean.... the blood you saw was the toxins flushing out of his body. I made him better. That last concoction wasn't necessary. This man right here just wants to take the glory of what I did!""You're unbelievable! I can't imagine I trusted you with his life.""So you believe him over me now? He simply finished what I started. Yes! It was my antidote that made him better"Declan was amused at Leo's Chicanery. He was a con and a master at it. He definitely did

Declan looked at the men before him, fifteen of them. They were all in dark shades and their faces were expressionless "Step back!" One of them ordered again. Declan assumed he was their leader. Declan's fist clenched at his effrontery. They were wasting his time and that was enough to piss him off. "Where is she?" He relaxed his fist and asked casually. He was going to ask them just once. "Leave now while we're still nice" The leader warned, shoving one side of his blazer open to flash a black pistol. Declan smirked. It's been a while since he got challenged. He looked at all of their fifteen faces and already knew how to handle them. They outnumbered him, but he undoubtedly outmatched them. In a split second, Declan moved swiftly and grabbed the leader by his neck with his left elbow before he knew it. His right hand pressed the leader's gun on his head. "One move from any of you and he would be as gone as yesterday" Declan warned the other subordinates whose guns point