Lucas's POV He should be dead, Lucas thought as he pried his eyes open. The light in the room was blinding, forcing him to close his eyes instantly.He could feel the plush bed he was lying on and hear the beeping of the machine above his head. He knew he was in the hospital because of the odor in the air, but how? he pondered.He attempted to open his eyes once more, this time as slowly as he could. Lucas could hear distant voices but was drawn towards the source of sound in the room as his eyes focused on the television."The storm yesterday was sudden, as even the weather forecast had not predicted it," the newscaster said.A storm? What happened the day before? He kept asking himself that question. He would not be aware, though, because Elton Ross had shot him.The newscaster read out the news while appearing exhausted. "The west part of the city experienced a total blackout due to the storm," she stated.His eyes scanned the room he was in, taking in the size and his surrounding
Scott's POV"I don’t see why we need to merge with Kai Motors. We are merely claiming that they are better than us and that we cannot make our cars... That’s what the world would think when they hear about this merger!” Helen White said it in a little loud voice."I seriously think you need to think about this decision. It might influence the public image of the company, and we know what losing trust in a corporation could do to a company." She added.As much as Scott Hayes appreciated the woman, he didn’t appreciate her tone. She has been his secretary since he took over the post as President/CEO of Hayes Holdings Group, and he valued her thoughts, but sometimes she went beyond and breached the barrier between employee and employer.Scott arched a brow at her. "Let the world think whatever it wants to; I don’t care,” he said.Helen opened her mouth to respond, but he lifted a finger, shutting her off. "... and I really do not care about what your opinion is in this matter. If you don
Lucas's POVAfter spending six days in the hospital, it was evident to Lucas that he was now Nathaniel Hayes, or residing in the man's body.Over the days, he watched different people come into his room and drool over him, babbling about how pleased they were that he was now awake.Every media house in the country was broadcasting the news of the remarkable recovery of Nathaniel Hayes. No one could explain how someone who had been in a coma for ten years suddenly recovered without any first indicators, not even the doctors."All good." Dr. Maxwell muttered after checking over his vitals. The doctor had told him that it was as if he had just woken up from a normal slumber and not a coma.Lucas nodded and started to button his black designer shirt. He was being discharged from the hospital that afternoon, and Dr. Maxwell wanted to be careful by doing extra rounds of tests to make sure that he was okay.He stroked his chest, feeling the scar from the gunshot wound beneath his hand. "I ca
Lucas's POVNicholas Rivers sported a smile, exposing his attractive white teeth as he moved up to Lucas. He laughed out loud as he arrived at where Lucas was still standing and put his arms around Lucas’s shoulders in an embrace.Lucas remained frozen at the moment, wondering how the hell Nathaniel and Nicholas were buddies. He didn’t dare to return the hug, as he felt humiliated and irritated at the very fact that the man was standing in front of him, smiling."It feels too good to be real. I’m delighted you’re back, Nathan!” Nicholas muttered as he released Lucas.“We prayed for your return every single day,” he added, mimicking a concerned face.Someone scoffed beside him, and he turned his glance to Samuel, who had a smirk on his face as he stared at Nicholas."Hard to believe that you prayed with you being busy engaging every lady in town," Samuel replied, his words filled with hate.Nicholas rolled his eyes. "It's common courtesy to congratulate someone when something good happ
Lucas's POVNathaniel Hayes had a well-disciplined life. His day started at exactly five o’clock in the morning. Lucas was roughly made aware of that fact every morning when the alarm clock near his bed went off, disrupting his sleep. If he didn’t get up, then someone came to rouse him after fifteen minutes.After waking up, he headed to the built-in gym in the mansion to work out for roughly an hour. Scott joined him on some occasions to merely run the treadmill and talk before leaving him to continue as he went to work.He realized that Scott bonded well with his brother, Nathaniel, during those rare moments that they worked out together. He also saw that Scott was a damn talker in the morning while he still had his full energy like he was doing now."I'm saying, maybe it’s time you come back to the company you know. Keep yourself busy. I hate to confess this, but I know nothing about operating a company." Scott whined, coming to stand above him as he watched Lucas lift the weight,
Scott’s POV“ Nathan!” Scott shouted as he watched his brother storm down the hallway. To say he was not concerned as he watched his brother rush down the hall was an understatement.He remained fixed on the spot he was standing in, mainly because he was wondering what the hell had just happened. He could also feel Elton’s shocked eyes on him, as well as his secretary's, but he couldn’t explain what had just happened.He tried to cast his mind back to find out what had triggered that type of reaction from Nathan, but still couldn’t find any. Because, one, Nathan has never done business with Elton, and he knew his brother shouldn’t even know who Elton Ross was; he just woke up from a ten-year coma. So why had he stormed off?"What is going on?” Elton asked him, bewildered.Scott released a deep breath and shook his head. "I have no idea, Mr. Ross," he mumbled, turning to face the man.Elton frowned, looking down the hallway that Nathan had disappeared into before turning back to him. "
Scott's POVNathan gasped the moment they entered the office, causing him to turn around to see what had happened, but instead, he saw his brother standing by the door with wide eyes."It's fucking huge!” Nathan mumbled.Huge? Scott thought, looking around the office with a frown. "Do you mean the office?” he asked in an uncertain voice.Nathan nodded, walking into the office as if it were the first time he was stepping foot inside the office. He watched his brother trace the edge of the large mahogany table like he had done with the table in his room.It was strange for Scott to see Nathan this excited over an office he had literally grown up in. Nathan had spent hours in this same office, working alongside their father and discussing deals. The fact that he had forgotten the office was sad.Scott offered Nathan a brief smile when his brother flicked his gaze towards him. He leaned against the back of the couch and folded his hands over his chest, watching Nathan."You got that table
Nathan's POV "Scott, can you please stop hovering around me? It's annoying," Nathan complained, turning to face Scott with irritation written all over his face.Scott rolled his eyes but didn't make any effort to leave the walk-in closet they were both in. Instead, he leaned against one of the shelves, arms crossed, and continued to stare at Nathan.It was funny how Scott felt the need to follow him everywhere to assure him that he didn't have to go to the charity gala. Since they left the office earlier that day, Scott hadn't left his side. If Scott had not noticed, he was not being forced to attend the gala. He simply wanted to go based on his own personal reasons.Nathan sighed, "I guess you're not going to leave me alone," he grumbled.Scott smirked, "damn right bro," he replied.Rolling his eyes, Nathan went back to what he was doing. If Scott would just leave him be, he could figure out what to wear for the party." Remind me again who's the older twin…" he sassed." You of co