Alarick stood up from the desk and started to pace near the bed. His mind was swirling with dread and guilt. He had heard Dylan say they had fun with Grace but he refused to believe that Dylan was talking about rape. Now his father just confirmed that Dylan had allowed his men to rape Grace, Dylan may have even participated. That monster defiled Grace. If only he had been more careful. If he had made sure that they were more safe and secure before attempting to catch Dylan then maybe this wouldn’t have happened. He just hadn’t thought that Dylan would be able to extend himself to a different country. He formed a fist and was about to punch the wall when Cillian spoke up.“She tried to tell you all that we noticed and it got her killed. It should have been me who died. She had her whole life ahead of her and they just took it away like it was nothing.”Alarick refrained from hitting the wall and went back to the desk. He faced his father. Cillian saw Alarick’s face, sighed and shook h
Maurice called the attention of the remaining officers in the station. Everyone turned to him and waited to hear what he was going to say.“I know that we have been through some rocky patches with the Dylan case and some of our men have been hurt by his antics but we still have a chance. With the new information that we have, there’s a chance that we can get him before he causes any more harm. Before he hurts anyone else. What he did to our men, our friends, cannot stand. We have to do everything to get that criminal and his accomplices behind bars.”Maurice gave a pause and he saw his fellow officers with him with a look of determination and resolve on their faces. Once he was sure that everyone was on board with his speech, he continued. He pointed to Alarick.“Alarick King here, brought some information to me that could help us track Dylan. We have it on good authority that Dylan and his men won't strike anytime soon until they get a big shipment of something. We don’t know what th
Alarick sat at his desk in his office with a small stubble on his face. The sun began to set causing the warm rays of the retreating sun to pepper the room like light passing through a prism. He sighed and dropped the file he was looking at on the desk with a thud. He put his head in his hands and rubbed his eyes in frustration. Being at the office for days on end was taking a toll on him and his body knew that. It was close to shutting down but his mind was stronger. He had to get through this ordeal. After that, he could rest all he wanted. Alarick picked up the file he threw on his desk and looked at it again.KING CORPORATION ANNUAL BALL That was the heading of the file in his hands. The file contained details about the party he was informed that he had to throw every year to appease their clients and friends all while goading the competition and learning their secrets and strategies. Why did it have to be so close? He sighed and turned to watch the sunset. Now, his hand was be
Charlotte looked at Alarick incredulously. What was the meaning of what he just said? She shook her head in disbelief. No, she must have not heard him right. She must have confused his words because there was no way in the world he would be asking her out, especially with what was going on in their lives right now. How can he lock her up all this time and then suddenly come in here and say she would be his date, and to a public event no less. Wasn’t she his prisoner?Alarick looked around the room like he would rather be anywhere else but in a room with her.“You can’t really expect me to believe that you didn’t hear what I said.” He replied to her question and Charlotte made a face.“I’m convinced I didn’t hear you clearly so for the sake of clarity, say it again.”Alarick gave her a mild glare.“You are going to be my date to the annual ball that I am throwing here at the mansion in the next two weeks. Did you hear me clearly now?”Charlotte shuffled backwards and held her satin rob
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
Alarick came out from the mansion. The sun was out and the day was perfect to head out. He walked down the small steps that covered the way into the house but turned back when he felt eyes on him. He looked up and caught the image of Charlotte looking at him from her window. He stared back daring her to continue but soon enough she looked away ashamed. Alarick chuckled. He could play this game better than she could.He wore a black two-piece Armani suit and donned a Patek Phillipe watch to compliment his look. Alarick looked dapper as he came out onto the grounds. He was about to get into his own car and drive to his destination but he changed his mind and opted to have a driver take him. He did have to catch up on some things while he was inside the car after all. He immediately sent for one of the drivers.Alarick’s driver arrived at the front of the house with a grin on his face. The man obviously loved his job, especially the part where he had to drive high speed and expensive car
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
"I have nothing to discuss with you. Get out of my office before I call security to throw you out." Dumont replied and Alarick shook his head."I'm not going anywhere and honestly, I thought you would be more open to work with me. It seems you have less of a brain than i initially thought, which is saying something""Why would I work with the likes of you? You haven't accomplished anything on your own even now that you are running a company. You are only here because your father found you and took you in but what were you before you were found? Nothing. A nobody with nothing to his name. You were scum and just because you got lucky in life doesn't mean you can instigate people who have worked hard to get where they are today." Dumont said with a smug smile.Dumont gave Alarick a condescending look as he spoke and Alarick countered it with a cold glare. He had done more than enough to elevate his company from where it was in the past to where it was now and Alarick was tired of people