Aaron walked into his office with a frown on his face, his mind was rowdy with his thoughts. Was Anna going to send him a wedding invite? That would be the dumbest thing to do as they were so ignorant of his new status. "Bunch of fools." He muttered under his breath as he went around his desk. "Yeah, real bunch of fools." A feminine voice permeated through the room, startling him. "Christ, Helen!" Aaron exclaimed, his frown deepening, "When did you walk in and how the fuck did you even hear what I said?" She shrugged, "I have a sleek way of walking in, I have an incredible sense of hearing, plus, I doubt you would have heard me over that cussing." Aaron looked away and relaxed on his comfortable chair. "What's the matter, Aaron?" Helen asked as she sat opposite him. "Who are those bunch of fools?" He stared at her, regarding her beautiful features. Helen was very lovely looking, but she carried this formal and indifferent look every time. This was the only time her face wasn'
Aaron was glad that the meeting didn't take as long as he had dreaded. Everyone around the large, round mahogany desk kept staring at him as if he were an alien. They were all surprised that the new Mr. Churchill was so young. The headquarters in New York was twice as big as the branch in Kingston. With each new property of his that Aaron came across, he became more marveled and intrigued.The moment the meeting was concluded, Aaron rose to his feet and shook all of them. A certain man with a flawless white beard almost touching his chest and equally white hair withheld his hand firmly. "How about you join us for a little celebration we're hosting in honor of you, Mr. Churchill? It would be a pleasure for you to grace the event tonight." The older man said to Aaron. A party? In honor of him? Well of course yes! Aaron kept his composure and just nodded. "I'll most certainly make an appearance tonight, Mr.…?" "Neville," The old man smiled. "Henry Neville."Aaron nodded awkwardly a
Aaron was back in Kingston three days later, it was his best vacation ever, not like he had had any before this one.Helen was a great companion and apart from sharing his bed, she taught him an awful lot about the company. "You need to learn how to shoot a gun, Aaron." She said as they rode in a Bugatti back to his mansion. "Some day." He replied apathetically, with no intention of doing so."You're gonna need it, shooting practice, tomorrow." She insisted and he stared at the deadpan look on her face. "Alright, alright," He surrendered. "But it doesn't mean I'll go around carrying one."She just smirked and said, "You'll get the hang of it." "I won't, I need to go shopping for new clothes." He said, "I'll find the nearest boutique and-” "Christ, you don't need to do anything. Just tell me what you need and I'll have it delivered by tonight." She said, horrified by the idea of Aaron doing his shopping. "I'm my own man, Helen, I do my shopping, okay?" He said."Fuck, still have
Helen stared out the window of her room, lost in thought. Her laptop lay open in front of her and on the screen was a picture of a woman. She was right.Her intuition was always true. She was a trained Personal Assistant and could find out about anything or anyone in a short time. She knew she shouldn't interfere in Aaron's personal affairs.He was her boss. But she and her boss had had a few nights of passionate pleasure, and secret trysts behind closed doors and she couldn't shake the feeling of vulnerability she felt when she was around him. She had come to accept that she was slowly falling for him. She wasn't one to indulge in emotional frivolities. She was a practical woman. And she didn't do anything without a reason. She has had previous lovers but it was just for sex.Nothing else is attached. That was how she liked it. In her world, having a loved one exposed one to too many risks; especially when there were enemies around. Helen had noticed in the past week that her boss
The internet was abuzz. Anna kept scrolling through hundreds and hundreds of stories about the Churchill scandal.She even came across a few pictures of Aaron. Netizens kept reporting and analyzing different possible speculations. The media couldn't get enough of the drama.Her mom and brother were already convinced that Aaron was a fraud and he just wanted to get back at her. But she knew him. She knew he wasn't one to scheme and be sneaky.He was a very honest man. But she just couldn't fathom how he became the heir to a very influential family overnight. Or had he known all along while they were still married? She kept seeing shocking headlines online like; Churchill Scandal: Heir's Humble Beginnings Exposed!""From Orphanage to Heir: The Shocking Truth About Aaron Churchill!""Churchill Family's Dark Secret Revealed!""One's life can surely change overnight" She muttered to herself.She tried to focus on herself. Her wedding was in two days and she intended for it to be perfect.
"Sir, it's not safe out there. You need to go with your guards". Helen had tried, oh how she had tried, to convince Aaron not to attend that wedding.She knew the risks all too well – the paparazzi, the media frenzy, and the lurking threats from his adversaries.But her pleas fell on deaf ears. She couldn't understand why he was so pig-headed. And why was he bent on going to the wedding? She told herself she didn't care. She was just doing her job. "Sir, please reconsider," she had urged him, her voice laced with concern. "It's too dangerous to go alone, without your security guards. You're making yourself an easy target." He had brushed off her worries with a dismissive wave of his hand. "Helen, I can handle myself. I need to be there, to set things right."Alexander had brushed off her worries with a dismissive wave of his hand. "Helen, I can handle myself. I need to be there, to set things right."She watched him leave the mansion, her heart heavy with frustration and disappointm
Helen stormed out of Aaron's study, her frustration reaching a boiling point. She retreated to her room, slamming the door behind her with a mixture of frustration and despair. She let out a scream of exasperation. Inside her room, Helen paced back and forth, her emotions swirling like a tempest. In a soliloquy that mirrored her inner turmoil, she muttered, "Who does he think he is anyway?" Her voice wavered with indignation. "Treating me as if I owe him something as if he can control my life."She sank onto her bed, the weight of the situation pressing down on her. The truth was, Helen hadn't secured a new job as she had let Aaron believe.Instead, she had just wanted to go as far away from him as possible. She couldn't bear staying with him in the same close quarters when he had eyes for some other woman.She had enough savings to sustain herself for a year while she navigated the uncertain waters of her future. It was a decision born out of a desperate need for change.Thoughts of
"It’s killing me without you, Helen," Aaron said in a muffled voice. “I try, but I just don’t care anymore. One day with you is worth more to me than a lifetime without you.” Her eyes burned on him, but she didn’t say anything, and still he stared at him frowning. The hunger for him was growing in her like an obsession. She wanted him, more than she wanted her next breath. He could either live with her or without her and these past few weeks had shown him how poor the quality of life was without her. His voice deepened to a rumble, "I love you, Helen. Heck! I've loved you ever since I first saw you. I need you by my side to navigate this new life. I need you to keep teaching me everything I need to know. And above all, I need you because I love you so much, it hurts" "Then we might as well get married" She blurted out. He looked stunned; then he blinked. “Is that a proposal?”“No. It was an order.” Slowly tears filled her gray eyes, making them glitter-like and a smile began t
Weeks passed, and the world seemed to have returned to some semblance of normalcy. Anna was receiving treatment in a psychiatric hospital, where she struggled to come to terms with the fact that she had lost everything. Meanwhile, Henry's whereabouts were still unknown, and the search for him had gone cold.Lucas had been discharged from the hospital, and he was determined to start over.Suarez had returned to his job as a detective, eager to put the past behind him and focus on the future. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't forget the case that had brought so much turmoil into his life. Henry was still out there, somewhere, and Suarez couldn't rest until he was brought to justice. Meanwhile, Danny and Soli had moved far away from the city, hoping to put the past behind them. Aaron watched as Helen played around with their son, a wide grin spreading across their faces. The little boy's laughter filled the room, and everyone in attendance seemed to be genuinely happy. But de
Ariel stood by the desk, watching Lucas with an air of suspicion. He seemed to be acting strange and she couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. “Mr Churchill left a while ago," she said, her voice carefully neutral. Lucas’s brow furrowed and his lips pursed in thought. He seemed anxious, almost twitchy, and it set her on edge. “Is there anything you'd like me to tell him when he returns?" Lucas paused, his expression unreadable. “No, there's nothing," he said, his voice tight. “Thanks” Ariel nodded, but she couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't quite right. She watched Lucas leave her desk, there was something up with the way he asked for Aaron’s presence Finally, she couldn't take it anymore, so she made a straight dial towards Aaron. Helen could feel the warmth of Aaron's body as he wrapped his arms around her. She let herself relax into his embrace, feeling safe and protected. “Are you hurt anywhere?" Aaron asked, his voice gentle but urgent. Helen shook h
Anna had majestically returned to Aaron’s mansion like nothing happened, without being discharged from the hospital. Light makeup and a nice dress fixed her physical state but definitely could not take away the misery she was feeling in her heart or make the earlier scenery disappear from her memories. Julian’s brother, Danny had abducted her while doing some grocery shopping, she tried fighting off the young man all by herself but ended up losing her child before Lucas could come to her rescue. Lucas had overheard Henry encouraging Danny on the phone to take his revenge on the real killer of his brother Anna and with a flash the young man went after her. The thought of prison terrified Anna, she would be at the mercy of the system. She knew that she couldn't bear the thought.But there was another even greater fear. Aaron would find out the truth about the miscarriage. He would discover that she had lied to him, and she couldn't bear the thought of losing him.Her mind raced, try
"The press conference has been getting a lot of positive feedback, sir," Ariel said, looking at the numbers on her screen. “Views are well into the millions, and the comments have been overwhelmingly positive." Aaron looked up from his laptop, a slight smile playing on his lips. “That's great to hear," he said, his voice warm with approval. "You did a fantastic job putting that together." Ariel blushed at the praise, feeling a rush of pride. "Thank you, sir," she said, her voice full of gratitude. "I'm glad to be of service."As Aaron looked at Ariel, his eyes caught on a small bump in her stomach. It was barely noticeable, but it was there. And it reminded him of Helen when she was pregnant with their son. He remembered the joy he had felt, the anticipation of becoming a father, and then the thought of having another baby with his ex-wife. He pushed the thoughts away, not wanting to dwell on the past. But they lingered, just beneath the surface.Ariel cleared her throat, breaking t
As Anna sipped her wine, she couldn't help but feel a sense of dread. She was surrounded by opulence and luxury, but she knew that the man she was with was evil. Henry studied her, his eyes narrowing.“You only ever visit when you need my help," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "What do you want from me this time?"Anna's fingers curled around the stem of her wine glass, and she took a deep breath. Anna smirked at Henry's words, allowing him to bask in his pride. He dared to imply that she was weak, without even saying it outright. But Anna knew better. She was a woman who had been through hell and back, and she wasn't about to let an old man like Henry tell her what she was or wasn't."It would be the other way around, Mr. Neville," she purred, a faux smile on her lips. Henry's eyebrows shot up in confusion. He wasn't sure what Anna was getting at.“You're the one who needs my help," she said, her voice cold and confident. Henry couldn't help but laugh. "You've got to be kidding
News reports of Dragon's image flashed across the screen, the word "WANTED" in bold letters underneath. A reward of a billion naira was offered to anyone who could provide information that would lead to his capture. Grandpa Adolph shook his head, a look of concern on his face. "That's an awful lot of money to put on a murderer's head," he said, his voice heavy with worry. "What if someone gets hurt in the process?""I know it's a lot of money," Aaron replied, his brow furrowed. "But we have to do everything we can to bring him to justice and also whoever is instructing to kill. He's a dangerous man, and we can't let him get away with what he's done. I know it's risky, but it's the only way we can make sure he's caught and punished for his crimes."Grandpa Adolph sighed, knowing that Aaron was right. But he couldn't shake the feeling of dread that was settling over him. He knew that this was only the beginning and that things were about to get much worse. “I hope you know what you
“Sit down, boy” Henry barked, his voice filled with irritation. Lucas was pacing the room, his hands running through his hair, his face pale and drawn. He looked like he was about to have a panic attack. “I can't," Lucas said, his voice barely above a whisper. “I can't calm down!" Lucas exclaimed, his frustration spilling over. "Your lackey killed someone! The plan was to beat him up, not to shoot him !" He glared at Dragon, who stood sheepishly next to Henry.Henry's face hardened, his eyes blazing with anger. "So, are you guilty?" he demanded, his voice cold and unforgiving.Lucas looked down at the floor, unable to meet Henry's gaze. The truth was, he was guilty. He had been a part of this, even if he hadn't intended for things to go this far. But he couldn't bring himself to say it out loud. "The inspector deserved what he got," Henry sneered, his words dripping with hatred. "If he dies, it's a win for us. He won't be able to tell anyone what he knows." Dragon nodded ea
It was late at night, and Suarez was still hard at work, even though he'd rather be home in bed. But the pile of unsolved cases on his desk was a constant reminder of the work that still needed to be done.Just then, there was a knock on his door. “Come in," he said, not looking up from his work.It was Ritz, his partner. "I'm heading out," he said. "Are you coming?""I'll be right behind you," Suarez replied, still focused on the task at hand."Don't work too hard," Ritz called out as he left the office. But Suarez knew he wouldn't be able to follow that advice. He was too determined to solve these cases, even if it meant sacrificing his time.As he continued to work, Suarez couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration. These cases were tough, and he was starting to feel like he was getting nowhere. But he wasn't going to give up - not now, not ever. He was determined to solve these crimes and bring justice to the victims.Just then, something caught his eye. A small detail that he h
Roger, one of Henry's men, ushered Aaron into the mansion. The sound of splashing water filled the air, as Henry swam in the pool. The old man Neville has been having a good time since he came out of jail. “Mr. Churchill, it's nice to see you again," Henry called out, his voice carrying over the water. “Care to join me for a swim?" Aaron felt his temper rising. He wasn't here to socialize with the enemy. He was here for answers. “I’m not here for a swim, Mr. Neville," he said, his voice tight with anger. "I'm here to ask you about Dragon." Henry's expression turned serious suddenly, worried, and anxious in a rush but decided not to show the fullness of his anxiety, and he got out of the pool, dripping water onto the marble floor. A maid brought Henry a towel, which he used to dry off his dripping hair and body. His boxers were soaked through, revealing the outline of his genitals beneath the thin fabric. Aaron averted his gaze, feeling a bit uncomfortable.Henry seemed obliviou