Eddie paced the length of his office, a cold anger simmering just beneath the surface. He had done everything Axton had asked, yet here he was, being used as a pawn to torment Frank. It was a game, and Eddie was sick of being played. He had a plan, but it was risky, and he knew he couldn’t do it alone. Picking up the phone, he hesitated for a moment before dialing a number he had kept buried in his contacts. It was a number he had never expected to use, belonging to one of Axton’s most dangerous rivals.
“Hello?” The voice on the other end was gruff and businesslike.
“This is Eddie,” he said, keeping his voice steady despite the nerves he felt. “We need to talk.”
The line was silent for a moment, and Eddie wondered if he had made a mistake. Finally, the voice spoke again, now laced with intrigue. “Well, well. Eddie, the loyal lieutenant. What brings you to my doorstep?”
“I’m done with
Jennifer stepped closer, her tone softening. “I know you want to protect us, Eddie, but what if there’s another way? What if we can negotiate, find common ground?”Eddie shook his head. “Negotiating with Axton is like making a deal with the devil. He’ll promise you the world, but he’ll stab you in the back the moment it benefits him. We’ve seen it happen before.”Jennifer bit her lip, considering his words. “So, what’s the plan? How do you intend to keep us safe?”Eddie took a deep breath, his gaze steady. “I’ve been thinking about this a lot. The key is to make sure Axton sees us as more valuable allies than enemies. We need to build our own power base, strengthen our connections, and make it clear that coming after us would cost him more than he’s willing to pay.”Jennifer raised an eyebrow. “And how do we do that?”Eddie’s expression hardened. “By leveraging the information I have. Axton might think he has the upper hand, but he doesn’t know everything I know. We can use that to ou
Eddie stared at his laptop screen, the glow of the monitor illuminating his face in the dimly lit room. The email had come through just minutes ago, and he had read it twice already, yet the words still felt surreal.From: Agatha Blackwood Subject:A Proposition for Mr. Eddie Calhoun---Dear Mr. Calhoun,I hope this message finds you well. My name is Agatha Blackwood, and I am the CEO of Blackwood Enterprises. I have been following your recent activities and am impressed with your business acumen and leadership skills. I believe you have the potential to drive significant growth and innovation in my company, and I would like to discuss the possibility of appointing you as the next CEO of Blackwood Enterprises.The position comes with a highly competitive compensation package, including equity and performance-based bonuses. I am confident you will find the offer both challenging and rewarding. However, there is one condition that comes with this opportunity: I need you to help me dis
Eddie sat in his apartment, the glow of the city lights seeping through the blinds, casting a dim light on the room. The email he had just sent to Agatha weighed heavily on him, but he couldn’t shake the sense of finality that came with his decision. It was done. He had chosen his family, chosen to stay loyal, but the cost of that choice still lingered in his mind.A soft knock at the door interrupted his thoughts. Eddie glanced at the clock—it was late, almost midnight. Who could be visiting him at this hour? He got up, crossing the room to open the door, revealing Jennifer standing on the other side. Her face was a mix of concern and determination."Eddie, we need to talk," Jennifer said, stepping inside before he could even invite her.Eddie closed the door behind her, a sigh escaping his lips. "I figured you might say that. What’s on your mind?"Jennifer turned to face him, her eyes locking onto his. "You sent the email, didn’t you? You turned down Agatha’s offer."Eddie nodded, h
The message from Agatha had lingered in his mind, gnawing at him, as he weighed his options. The allure of her offer was undeniable, and the potential rewards were enormous. But it wasn’t just the money or the power that tempted Eddie—it was the promise of something more, something that transcended business and touched on a primal, almost forbidden desire.He knew it was wrong. He knew that betraying his family in such a way would be unforgivable. But the thought of Agatha, her voice, her presence, and the way she had played him so effortlessly—it was intoxicating. Eddie had always prided himself on his discipline and loyalty, but Agatha had found a way to unravel him.The decision was made late one night, when the burden of protecting his family had become too much to bear. Eddie found himself staring at Agatha’s message on his phone, his thumb hovering over the call button. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and pressed it.The pho
Eddie paced back and forth in his office, his mind still reeling from the conversation with Jennifer earlier that day. The news that their father had discovered his secret trip to Paris—and worse, that he knew about Agatha’s offer—had shaken him to his core. He knew the consequences would be dire, but he wasn’t prepared for the bombshell that Agatha was about to drop on him.His phone buzzed on the desk, and he glanced at the screen. It was a message from Agatha, the woman who had drawn him into this dangerous game.**"Meet me tonight. We need to talk. There’s something you need to know."**Eddie frowned as he read the message. What more could she possibly have to tell him? They had already crossed so many lines—business, personal, and moral—that he wasn’t sure there were any left to cross. But curiosity, and a lingering desire that he couldn’t quite shake, compelled him to respond.**"Where?"** he texted back.Agatha’s reply came almost instantly. **"At the club. 9 PM. I’ll be waitin
Eddie couldn’t shake the weight of his decision as he left the hotel and walked the narrow streets of Paris. The morning light filtered through the trees lining the boulevard, but it did little to dispel the shadows that clung to his thoughts. Agatha’s revelation haunted him—the knowledge that his father, Jeremiah, had fathered a child with her and then taken that child away. The realization that he was now entangled in this web of deceit, secrets, and hidden motives made his steps feel heavier with each passing moment.He had agreed to help Agatha find her son, driven by a mix of curiosity, a desire for power, and, perhaps most unsettlingly, a strange attraction to Agatha herself. But now, as the reality of what he had agreed to sank in, Eddie wasn’t sure he could go through with it. The implications were too great, the risks too high. His family, his career, everything he had worked for could crumble if he made the wrong move.Yet, as much as he wanted to turn back, to sever his tie
Eddie stared at the diamond bracelet in his hand, marveling at the way it glittered under the dim lights of the room. Agatha had handed it to him with that seductive smile of hers, her eyes twinkling with mischief and something else—something deeper that he couldn’t quite place.“This is for you,” she had said, placing it in his hand as they stood in her lavish Paris apartment. “A little token of my appreciation.”Eddie had taken the bracelet without a second thought, grateful for the gesture. It was beautiful, elegant, and clearly expensive—something that only someone like Agatha could afford to give so casually. He didn’t question it. After all, he’d earned it, hadn’t he? He’d done everything she’d asked, given her everything she wanted, and more.He fastened the bracelet around his wrist, admiring how it caught the light. Agatha watched him with a satisfied smile, her eyes tracing the lin
Eddie rushed out of his office, the weight of the situation bearing down on him like a heavy fog. He barely noticed the usual buzz of the city outside, his mind completely consumed by the thoughts of what might be happening to his family’s company. Agatha’s betrayal had hit him harder than he expected, and now, he was left scrambling to clean up the mess she had created.As he drove to the company headquarters, his phone buzzed again. He glanced down, seeing Jennifer’s name flash on the screen. With a deep breath, he answered.“Jennifer, I’m on my way. What’s the status?” he asked, trying to keep his voice steady despite the anxiety gnawing at him.“It’s bad, Eddie,” Jennifer replied, her voice tinged with fear. “The IT department confirmed that our servers were compromised. We’re still assessing the damage, but it looks like they got access to our financial records, client lists, and some p