Hudson placed his phone on his office table, it was on speaker, his door was closed. He sat on the edge of the table with his hand crossed on his chest. "S–so, what do you want me to do?" the person on the other end of the line stammered. Hudson let out a sigh, rubbing his temple softly, "for the umpteenth time I said be calm, there is nothing for you to be afraid of about me" Hudson said. From the way he said it, it showed he was getting tired of repeating that statement. "I know and I am rest assured about that but you don't know Bertelli, he will notice about it and he will sniff me out" he said in disagreement with what Hudson had been telling him. "I have actually been trying to be reasonable with you and not make it look like you don't have a choice in this matter but do you really think you have a choice in this matter" Hudson said, his voice growing cold and void of any emotions. "You have two kids, they are both blonde haired, a boy and a girl to be precise, they are tw
"Why cause a fuss over something like that?" Alexis asked, her lower lips protruding in a sulky pout, immediately Hudson walked in through the door. He walked in and leaned on her, dropping a kiss on her forehead. "I had to, Alexis, don't you know that you are a Stewart, you have to be taken care of in the best way, you deserve the best treatment and I had to let them know" he said, walking up the stairs to his room. She stood up and followed him quietly to the room. "I have money, Alexis, more than enough. Enough to take care of five generations and I will still make more, so use it to the best" he said, standing in front of the mirror and taking off his tie.Alexis let out a soft chuckle and walked to his front, replacing his hands with her hand, taking off his clothes. "I know but…" she paused, shaking her head. "Never mind about that one" she murmured, moving her hand to his face, running it around his beards. "You need a shave" "I will get it done" he murmured, placing hi
Hudson sat opposite Bertelli in one of the restaurants owned by the former. Bertelli had called a few hours ago, saying he wants to have a one-on-one meeting with Hudson just for the aim of creating peace between both families. "If you want to know how serious I am, I can give you my precious little sister's hand in marriage. I am pretty sure you two will bond well over time" Bertelli said, his voice filled with enough conviction to convince anyone but definitely not Hudson.Hudson let out a soft chuckle, in his mind he had the best answer to give to Bertelli that won't even give him any reason to suspect that Hudson already knows what he is planning but at the moment he was beginning to have second thoughts on giving him that answer. He had no choice but to give him the answer that he wants to hear, "Oh, too bad, I already have someone" he said with a blank expression on his face, he stretched his hand to pick up his wine glass in front of him, taking a sip from it, he returned the
Hudson walked into the warehouse building, Ben was standing in front of him, judging by his facial expression, it seemed as though he had been waiting for him for a long while now. "Good morning sir" he bowed his head slightly immediately Hudson came close to him.Hudson nodded his head, "Good morning, Ben" he replied. He paved the way for Hudson to pass through the door and he followed behind him immediately, his hand on the gun placed in his waist.Looking around, the place was surrounded with a couple of guards, they had their hands on a gun, a hardened expression on their face, they were ready to shoot at any slight movement made by the captives. Hudson sat on the chair and raised his head, his gaze on the guards, "You all should be on standby outside, I want only Ben inside here with me" "Yes sir!" they said with a loud voice and moved outside the warehouse, resuming their function, they stood guard outside. Hudson picked up the scalpel from the table with a devilish grin on
Hudson's lips curve up into a sly smile, "It is a very simple and easy condition for you to fulfill, I am sure you can do it" "Anything you say, I swear in my life, I would do it," Bertelli said without being hesitant at all, he clearly wasn't thinking straight but he needed a way out of this as soon as possible. The excruciating pain he was feeling could knock him out any time from now. He can no longer take a second of the pain. "In your life you must never come near any of my family members or friends again, whether you mean harm or not, you must not be in the range of ten feet around them. The day you do, that will be the end of you" Hudson said threateningly, his eyes filled with as much venom to let Bertelli know that he meant every single word that he just said. Bertelli swallowed the lump in his 'throat and nodded his head, "Yes". He felt that there was more to this, there is clearly no way that Hudson would just let him go like that, the look in his eyes spoke loudly to
Hudson sat at the dining table with Alexis by his side, this was the first time that the table was filled with people. It was occupied by Alexandros Stewart, Mr. Daniel, Bethel, Emily, Shane and Samantha. The table was filled with different kinds of foods and there was a glass of wine in front of every one of them. Hudson rose to his feet slowly, every eye on the table rose to him. "I want to raise a toast," he began, with a glass of wine in between his fingers, "There is something that I want us to toast to" He cleared his throat, looking at each and everyone of them, there was a curious look on each and everyone of them faces, they shifted on their chair, getting impatient to hear what he wanted to toast. "To my unborn child" Hudson finally said after a few seconds of silence and gasps escaped everyone's lips.Their gaze moving to Alexis Immediately, "Cheers" they said in unison raising their glasses up.There was a very wide bright smile on everyone's face. They all dug into
It's been a few days since Bertelli had been sent back home on a plane, he had recovered fully, his hand was already treated before he even came back. He walked into the garden, to where his father was seated with a cigarette in between his lips. His father was seated on a chair in the garden under a shade with a magazine in his hand. Immediately Bertelli got to where his father was, he dropped the cigarette he was smoking on the ashtray placed on the table in between them. He cleared his throat, "So are we going to ignore this father, since I came back, we have never for once talked about this before, anytime you notice that I am about to bring it up, you always find an excuse to leave my presence or you just leave like that."Talk about what, Bertelli? I don't see anything to talk about and I am pretty sure that I haven't been avoiding anything" his father replied, not taking his eyes off the magazine in his hand. "You barely even look at me Dad, what do you mean when you say th
"It was just a simple task, a fucking simple task that could have been easily carried out by you with the appropriate resources at your disposal" Ethan pressed his phone to his ear, talking to the person on the other end of the line. "You know what? Fuck you!" Bertelli's voice came from the other end of the line, he sounded so pissed off. "Screw you asshole, you are a real pussy in a man's flesh. I can't imagine Bertelli, a descendant of the great Romanov, is shying away from a battle," Ethan shook his head, "The mighty have really fallen" he said. "I guess you don't know who you are talking to, I should probably come after you myself and let's see if you will still have the balls to talk to me that way" Bertelli said with a calm tone, completely different from the way he spoke earlier. "If you ain't a pussy, why are you hiding behind a mask, digging for info about you there was none, no identity at all. That's what real pussies do, if you ain't one, stop hiding behind a mask and