After that day, Peter and Kayla began heading out together.
Whenever Peter had nothing to do, he'd call Kayla over and they'd both have fun, talking or heading out to fun places together.
Sometimes, Peter would get Kayla to join him on a two-day trip to a different country, for a business meeting.
Even though Kayla found it unnecessary, Peter didn't care. He just wanted her to be around him.
"I will no longer argue about it, Kayla. You win. Indeed, Italy is a fine place," Peter accepted, while they were heading back to their country in his private jet.
"What made you change your mind? Was it the bread? " She smirked at Peter cunningly.
But Peter wasn't going to allow Kayla to tease him and get away freely.
"You may have won this round for now, but I'll win the next, " He promised.
Kayla gasped and said, sticking out her pinky at him, "Want to bet? I'm sure I'll win again."
"Alright then. I accept the bet," Peter agreed, hooking his pinky with Kayla.
They both laughed but found themselves slowly losing themselves in each other's gaze.
Kayla, who felt her heart racing, quickly composed herself, scared to let her feelings be revealed to Peter.
"I don't know how he'd react knowing I love him. I don't want any problem between us," She reasoned, praying her friendship with Peter doesn't break because of her love for him.
When they returned, Peter didn't allow Kayla to head to her place but to stay at his mansion for the night, since it was already late.
"This is your room," Peter showed Kayla a room next to his. His butler wanted to do it, but he chose to do it himself since Kayla was his guest.
"Thank you, Peter, " Kayla appreciated, slowly stepping into the room with her back.
"You're welcome," Peter said, looking at her.
Feeling nervous, Kayla shyly took her gaze off Peter, saying, "I'll head to bed now. Will leave by morning."
"Oh okay," Peter said, rubbing his back neck.
He watched Kayla wave bye, before stepping into the room to shut the door.
Once she was in, Kayla found herself thinking about Peter again. She couldn't take him out of her mind for one second.
Her heart glowed with love, as she wished to hold him closer for a kiss.
"What are you doing, Kayla? Don't hide it in you. Tell him now," She said to herself, getting highly spirited.
With her love burning bright, Kayla decided to speak to Peter about her feelings, ready for the consequences.
She opened the door and was stunned to find Peter there, leaving her surprised.
"Peter? I thought you..."
Before she completed her words, Peter pulled Kayla close for a beautiful kiss, holding her in his arms as he kissed her dearly.
This stunned Kayla, who couldn't do anything else but wrap her arms around Peter, and kiss him back.
.
Victor soon learns of what is going on between Kayla and Peter. He has seen Kayla visiting the company numerous times to see Peter, and how the duo would leave the company like a couple.
This angered Victor deeply. It made him so jealous.
"First he took my right as the heir and now he's dating my ex? That bastard," He groaned at this.
Victor's hatred and jealousy for Peter increases when he sees both Peter and Kayla kissing in the corner of the office one morning.
This triggered Peter's rage, and he made up his mind to wipe Peter from the surface of the earth.
"I made the mistake of not killing him that day. I had the opportunity, but I won't hold back this time around."
Set to end Peter, Victor hires a man to assassinate his cousin for him.
"I don't care if you have to cut his break, bomb his brain off... All I want is his dead body lying on the floor, understood?"
"Sure boss. Consider it done," The assassin accepts Victor's work.
Victor patiently waited to hear about his cousin's death. He began giving the assassin tips on Peter's movement, which the killer took note of.
One afternoon, news came in that Peter's car was involved in an accident. This got everyone at the company panicking in fear, except for Victor, who acted like he was traumatized.
"What about my Cousin? Please tell me he's alive! Oh, Peter! " He whined out.
"Oh, Mr Coleman is perfectly fine. He wasn't in the vehicle when the accident took place."
"What?" Victor is stunned.
He immediately gets back into character, acting like he's pleased to hear his cousin is alive, so no one would suspect him. But he's bothered by the report.
"How come? Why didn't that fool kill him?" He grumbled, heading for his office.
That same day, in the evening, Victor is in his office thinking of how to end Peter, when the door of his office comes open and Peter steps in.
This surprises Victor, who stands to his feet to welcome the one he hates.
"How are you?" Peter asked Victor with a smile.
Victor fakes being good, visualizing himself stabbing Peter uncountable times.
He: 's suddenly stunned when Peter questions him, " Upset your plan didn't work?"
"What? " Victor uttered, looking stunned.
"I know it was you who tried to kill me. You hired an assassin to take me out, but I have eyes all around," Peter said, drawing nearer to Victor.
Victor tries to deny it, and it only leads to Peter grabbing him by the neck and slamming him to the ground.
"After what you said to me that day, I've been alert Victor," Peter said, beating Victor to a pulp.
Victor tries to fight Peter, but his cousin is stronger than him, showing him why he's the boss and true heir to his late father's wealth.
He beats Victor until his cousin is too weak to even stand on his feet.
"I had the mind of getting the authorities on you, but I don't want your father, my uncle, pleading at my feet like a beggar. So it's best you mind yourself or I'll do it for you." Peter warned, kicking Victor in the stomach.
Victor groaned and fell to the ground, watching Peter exit his office like nothing had happened.
"You... Bastard.”
"What is taking him so long to head home? " Kennedy, Peter's uncle, asked no one but himself while pacing about near the window.Victor had told him that he had good news to share with him, but his son hadn't been picking up his call after that time.This got him wondering if Victor had stepped out to celebrate or do something fun."Still, he'll return here to me, " Kennedy decided, getting set to head into his room. That's when he noticed the flash of a light coming right towards the mansion.He immediately recognized it as Victor's car. "It's about time, " He said, walking away from the window to go and welcome his son.Just as he was getting towards the entrance, Kennedy was stunned to see his son's face all bruised with a black eye."Victor?! What happened to you son?!" Kennedy asked, rushing up to his son.A maid had come over and exclaimed on seeing Victor's face."My goodness! What happened to you, sir?""Shut up and go get the first aid box," Mr Kennedy yelled at the maid, who
A satisfied Peter heads back home to rest, after all the troubles for that day.He's visited by a worried Kayla, who heard the news about his accident and came looking for him."Why didn't you pick up my calls? I've been trying so hard to reach you, " She cried, showing her fear and worry for Peter."I saw the news about your accident and came running down to the hospital to find you. It was your driver I saw being admitted, but I heard you were fine and...""Kayla, " Peter called, pulling her into his arm for comfort.The young lady was terrified to the core, that she didn't know how to control her emotions anymore. "I was scared. I thought you were hurt, " She cried, wrapping her arms around Peter.Peter could understand how Kayla was feeling, and it touched him deeply. The last thing he wants to see is the woman he loves crying.Feeling guilty for not reaching out to her after what happened, Peter wiped Kayla's tears and slowly locked his lips with hers, calming her troubling hear
Victor couldn’t wait to tell his father about the vital information he had just gathered about Peter’s past life. The informant had told him that the family was now destitute and would do anything for money and revenge on Peter for coming back with so much hatred for them.He sat in his car, sipping his chilled can of Coke.“Serves them right for being insensitive when he had nothing but damn the bastard that is my seat, my rightful position." He growled to himself as he silently waited for the next call to buzz in.Just like he anticipated, his phone came humming in no time. A wicked smirk formed around his mouth region, his eyes anticipating the latest news from his accomplice.“Any additional information?” Victor asked coldly.Yes, boss. Uhm! Peter successfully bought the mansion from them some months ago." When he heard this part of the information again, his eyes darkened, and he didn’t hesitate to bark into the phone. “Don’t be a silly spider; I already know about the purchased
After about an hour of driving, the car pulled up in front of a deserted building.“Get down, you old fool." One of the men screamed the command at Bill Steels. He was childishly open, shivering like a wet cat. He managed to push himself out of the car with his eyes still tied.“Please don’t kill me." Mr. Bill begged, his body shaking vehemently. He was led into the abandoned building by the men; he wasn’t sure how many rooms he passed, but he knew they made about three separate turns before they got to the dark room.“Take off the blinds," a voice commanded, and the man quickly did as instructed. Mr. Bill’s eyes were blurry by the time the blind was taken off. He could see human figures but couldn’t make out their faces.“Sit”. The one whom he suspected to be their boss commanded him again. The man had a voice akin to that of someone he knew, but he wasn’t sure until he could see clearly. His eyes soon adjusted to the darkness, and soon the man’s face came out. His eyes widened whe
“Now she is the deal. I want you and your family to help me bring him down. I can’t do this on my own; I need you and your entire family involved in it. I need my inheritance back as fast as possible, and the idiot stole my girlfriend too. He began to sob, then suddenly became serious again.“I want him out of my way; I want him dead; I want him crushed. I just want him out of my way for good."He said it angrily. Bill nodded his approval of the plan.“You can convince your daughter to track him into our trap, can you?”.'Yes, I can do that." Bill agreed without even thinking; all he wants is to be rich again and free from this stupid bondage of being a help to a boy old enough to be his son.“Fine then, I will let you go, but if you fail me, I will have your flesh ripped and fed to the birds".On hearing these dangerous threats, Bill goes on his knees and begins to beg.“Please spare my life; spare my family. I will make sure they all agree to the plan. I need my life back. I am tired
It’s been a couple of days since the incident. Peter was sitting in his office, exhausted from working the whole day. He took a deep breath and scanned the office. His eyes caught the picture of his dad hanging beautifully on the wall. He smiled and walked over to the portrait. He traced his finger on the old man’s face. Hi, my smile broadened. He shut his eyes and wished his father had stayed longer. He is happy his father was able to find him before he passed away.Just within a few months, his life had taken a new turn, leading to an unpredicted breakthrough. He has lived as a destitute man all his life with his mother, even though he has been told how she stole him away when his real mother passed away.Life has not been easy for him growing up, and so he is determined to grow so wealthy that his children and grandchildren will inherit his riches without fighting over any property like his Uncle Kennedy and his son Victor.The loud buzz from his phone made him turn in that direct
Angry and fuming, he left the restaurant.“How can that be good for nothing? Ask the management to take me, Victor Coleman, out of a restaurant that we raised from scratch. This has to be the strangest thing I have seen all day,” he thought in his heart as he drove back home.On his way home, a little traffic caused him to slow down a bit. He blared his horn at the vehicle directly in front of him. “The fuck out of my way, old lady," he yelled, and even though she could not hear him, he kept cursing and screaming to herself.He finally got his chance to speed away, and immediately he turned left. He heard the sirens humming after him. He peered through the rare mirror and sighed.“Damn bastards!” he mouthed before pulling over with his hands still on the steering and his legs still on the breaks.“Take your legs off the breaks," the instruction came from the vehicle behind him.“What the fuck is he saying?" he asked himself.“Get your legs off the brakes," the instruction came, and th
This was also the very first time Victor would be humiliated publicly. By the time he got home, he was sent to vent his anger on any domestic staff that showed up in his way. His chest swelled with anger over the humiliation he had just received a moment ago. He screeched into the front of his father’s mansion and pulled just a few minutes away from the building with his suit in his hand.A notification soon pops up on his phone. He squints his eyes and peers into the screen to read it.“I am not ready for all of right now,” he signed and locked his phone screen. He punched the doorbell, and in no time, the maid came running. From where he was standing, he could hear the light thuds on the floor as she approached. When she pulled the door, she came face-to-face with two dangerously looking pairs of eyes. She has always known Victor to be rude, and she has no choice but to greet him still because he is her boss.“You are welcome, sir." Margret greeted. Victor didn’t even bother to gi