Months later, It was finally the time of winter. The festive period, The end of the year holiday which every family looked forward to. As Martha had already recovered, she knew she was forever indebted to Brian. Everyday of her life, she made sure she called to appreciate Brian for saving her life, and Martin? Martha made sure he spent the remaining days of his life in jail, next to his father where he truly belonged. Due to Brian's loyalty and strength, the Brooks household became found of him; and with Lyra’s persuasion, he finally forgave the Brooks family. With Harry and Martin locked up in prison, it was finally the time for a perfect wedding. Lyra sat Infront of a mirror, admiring herself as the bride. Her long hair was styled in a bun, revealing her heart shaped face. Her plump lips were painted in one of the most prettiest colors, making her look extremely beautiful. Finding the color of her wedding dress was quite stressful, and eventually, she decided to go with the colo
In a dimly lit room, Brandon; the bastard son of the Dukes stared at the young man who sat across him. The young man, Gordon, adjusted his golden rimmed spectacles, refusing to look into Brandon's eyes. The tension in the air was palpable, and Brandon was close to exploding. His grip around the wine glass tightened, and in less than a minute, the glass shattered in his hands, piercing his skin and drawing out blood. With the broken shard of glass nestled in his skin, Brandon didn't wince or howl in pain. Instead, he removed the shard and flinged it away. Seeing his actions, Gordon gulped as a shiver went down his spine. If not that he was being threatened, he would have escaped a few months ago. “So they had a wedding. That's what you're here to tell me.” Brandon chuckled as blood dripped from his hands, “You allowed the wedding to go through. Why?” he asked, his gaze turning cold. The broken shards on the table, he picked it up and played with it, “Tell me why you don't deserve to
Lyra strode out of her office, a smile plastered on her face as she recalled her previous night with Brian. Her second wedding with Brian had completely changed her life. Now everyone was giving her the respect she truly deserved. Everyday, after finishing up her work for the day, she looked forward to spending time with her husband. Not that she didn't enjoy it before. This time, it was completely different. Now that the whole world knew her as Brian's wife, her fame rose to another level. It was only after the wedding that she started getting the recognition as the business Tycoon’s wife. Turns out that not many people were aware of their marriage. Getting into the car, she placed her purse on the seat and froze when she felt a metallic touch on the back of her head. “Turn and meet your death.” a young man's voice could be heard, making Lyra's face turn pale. “Drive the car.” Gordon said, urging Lyra to start driving the car, but she was too scared to get her brain to work. Lyra
Lyra shook her head, hoping she just heard the wrong thing, but then, reality was harsh and cruel. Death was near and it wasn't just a peaceful one, but one full of pain and misery. However, there was one thing she was sure of. Brian would never sit still and watch her suffer. Instead, he would try his possible best to make sure she leaves this dreadful place unscathed. “That's not true.” Her voice was low and weak, showing the discomfort she was in, “My husband would never watch me suffer. When he comes, he'll make you pay for what you've done “ she spat, only to earn a slap from Brandon. As his palm came in contact with her cheeks, Lyra's face reddened and a mark of four fingers appeared on her cheeks. The stinging pain almost drove her insane, and the fact that she couldn't soothe the spot with her hands made it worse. All she could do was wiggle when the pain became intense. “Do you think I've done anything?” Brandon asked with a smile as he bent down before her. He raised her
Brian's mind was a complete mess. He patiently waited for Brandon to text him the location, and immediately he saw the message, he didn't waste any more time. He knew going to Brandon's territory was like a death wish, but he couldn't abandon Lyra. In hurried steps, he walked out of the Empire and entered his car. Stepping on the accelerator, he had no intention of controlling his speed. With the way he drove on the street, It was enough to get him arrested. Getting to the building, he inhaled a sharp breath and walked in, adjusting his gun in his pocket. The winner takes it all. If things get worse, then he would have to do something he never intended to do. As he walked in, he saw a lady tied to the chair with her head lowered. His heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt like running over. However, a young man approached Lyra and placed a gun on her forehead, “Make a single step and she gets it.” Gordon threatened, and Brian couldn't help but frown. The voice sounded too famil
As Brandon was about to pull the trigger, the sound of a bullet piercing the air could be heard, and in the blink of an eye, Brandon's leg was shot. He fell to the ground with a loud thud, howling in pain as he reached for his leg. Gordon on the other hand tried to escape, but a few men rushed in and held him in place.Clad in a black outfit, a young man approached Brian, “Master, we're always here to help. You could have called us.” he smiled as he bowed his head, showing his utmost respect for Brian. Brian frowned, “Who are you?”“As the leader of the Tycoon 6, you have your own group of men chosen to protect you to death. Compared to body guards, we're faster and swifter.” the leader, Preston, said curtly. Hearing Preston's words, Brian was quite shocked. Although he was the leader of Tycoon 6, there were still a lot of things he wasn't aware of. “Then how did you know I was here?” he asked as he eyed them suspiciously, and Preston couldn't help but chuckle. “Master, to earn the
A few weeks later, The chilling breeze of winter grazed the lands, and several couples were in the company of each other, spending time together. Due to the festive air around, the streets and houses were decorated with beautiful lights. While people were celebrating in their homes, there was chaos in a particular place. In a city far away from Ashton Hills, specifically a luxurious hotel strictly built for important occasions, eight men were seated, angrily staring at each other. Each of the men had a mask on their wrinkled faces, not showing their true intentions. None of them could trust each other, and none of them could believe each other. Anyone could stab the other in the back without alerting the other members. It was a deadly and fierce fight; and only the survivor would win. Each of the men stared at each other, wondering when someone would say something. Tired of the deafening silence, a man adjusted his spectacles and sat comfortably. He picked up a glass of water next
“Lyra, how are you feeling?” Brian asked he massaged her legs, making her cheeks flush red. She raised her head to stare at her husband, “How can I not feel okay, Brian? With the way you've been treating me, any woman is bound to explode from happiness.” she smiled. Brian gazed lovingly at his wife, “You deserve even better, Lyra. You're the mother of my unborn child. I really can't wait to see her.” he chuckled as he pecked her forehead, however, Lyra wasn't quite pleased with Brian's words. “I can't wait to see him too.” she corrected, earning a chuckle from Brian. He pulled her cheeks, “I'm content with any. You might as well give me two of them.” he teased, making her blush harder. The past few weeks of her life had been splendid. A few days after finding out about her pregnancy, Brian had taken her on a vacation. It had always been her dream to travel to Helix city, and Brian was making the dream come true. Lyra enjoyed staring at the city from afar, during the night time, and