“There’s really no point of asking him these questions.” The first soldier argued. “Let’s just take him to the boss. He’ll know how to handle him.”“No, you were right. I’m just a servant here. I work for the capo.” Alex cut in.The soldiers eyed him with calculating looks. It was clear that they didn’t believe a word that came from his mouth. “Move!” The second soldier finally commanded.“Where are you taking me?”The soldier’s eyes flashed. “You’re a prisoner. You have no right to ask questions.”Alex clenched his jaw stubbornly and dug his heels into the ground.“I'm here to see my capo. Unless you’re taking me to him, I have no business going anywhere with you.”The soldiers exchanged glances, marvelled at his audacity. “Who the hell do you think you are to challenge us?“I never challenged you.”The first soldier stepped closer, apparently fed up with his bullshit.“If you don’t want me to shoot a bullet up your arse, I suggest you start moving in the direction I point you.” “
The boss finally turned around and Alex nearly did a double take. Not only did scars mar one half of his face, he was also missing one eye. In place of the missing eye was a lifeless prosthetic that looked creepy as hell. The boss abandoned the Capo and advanced towards them, his lips pulling in a smirk.“Finally, someone who doesn’t recoil at the sight of my ugly ass face. I think I’ll keep you, boy.”Alex stood his ground.“Release my capo.” He said through gritted teeth.”The boss burst into laughter. “The audacity of this kid.” He said, patting his shoulder. “Who are you?”“What are you going to do to them?” Alex asked, avoiding his question. He shrugged. “Nothing much. I think I’ll keep his head.”It sounded like he was joking, but Alex could dictate the note of seriousness in his tone. This man was a boss for a reason. He wasn’t playing around. “Who are you?” Alex asked. “Who sent you here? I know you’re not part of any organised crime syndicate. Who are you then?”All trac
“Let go of him right now. Or else…”“Or else what?” The boss growled. “If I detect any funny business, I’ll blow out his brains before you even get the chance to cock your little toy gun. Don’t test me.”Alex blinked severally at Tariq, trying to get his attention. Finally, he looked at him and Alex shook his head as subtly as he could in a gesture that meant; “Let me handle this. Stand back.” To his relief, Tariq finally gave in and stepped back.“Okay, then.” He said, lowering his hand to the ground to drop his gun. “I’m gonna do as you’ve asked.” The boss was laser focused on watching Tariq drop the gun and Alex used that opportunity to strike. He counted to three in his mind and suddenly twisted with lightning speed, shoving his left shoulder into the boss’ bullet injury.The boss let out a scream of pain and accidentally released the trigger on his gun. The “pow!!” sound of the bullet hitting the opposite wall shocked him long enough to relax his grip around Alex’s throat.
“Stop! Don’t shoot! David is innocent and I can prove it…”***Everyone turned towards the voice and Alex blinked in surprise when he saw Camila. Amaya stood by her side and together, they walked into the room. Wait. How the hell had they gotten out of the bunker? The moment Amaya saw her husband, her eyes lit up with happiness and she flew into his arms.The capo caught her effortlessly and pressed her against his chest, breathing in the scent of her hair. From the way her shoulders shook, Alex could tell that she was crying.“There, there, baby.” The capo said soothingly, patting her back gently. “That’s okay. I’m here now. Nothing happened to me.”Whilst the capo was trying to comfort his sobbing wife, Camila was giving Miguel the stink eye. Amongst everyone in the room, only she and Alex knew about Miguel’s involvement in the attack. “Camila, what are you saying?” Miguel asked with a very fake, plastic smile. “This man sexually assaulted you, remember? You must be making a mis
“So I’ve been living with a traitor in my own home?” Mrs. Maria whispered. “I can’t believe this.”The capo finally decided to take matters into his own hands. He came forward and grabbed Miguel by the collar. The fear that flashed in the bastard’s eyes gave Alex immense satisfaction.“Why did you do this? My sister trusted you, damnit, why did you betray us?” Miguel lowered his head but remained silent. “I’m talking to you, goddamnit! Answer me!”“I did it because I deserve it!” He roared, shocking everyone with his sudden out lash.“I deserve to work in the big city, not David and most especially, not Eden’s pathetic father. None of them can be compared to me. I’m better qualified than them and I will…”Thwack!This time, the slap was so vicious that Miguel completely collapsed in the Capo’s grip. “You will pay for what you’ve done. Mark my words.”***The next day was a very sombre one in the mansion. It was the mass burial of everyone who’d lost their lives during the attack.
It’s been a week since the dreadful attack on the Guerrero mansion.Miguel was sent to the dungeon as his punishment was yet to be determined and Alex was set to resume working at the head office the very next week. Camilla had not returned from her vacation and Alex was slowly realising that he missed her madly. He missed her too much.Lately, he’d been harboring the urge to tell her the truth before he actually revealed it to the rest. That was just how much he loved her.Now that Miguel was in custody, nothing extraordinary had happened. The video clip which proved that he’d framed Eden’s father was finally uncovered. The mafia apologised to him and offered him his job back but after being caned, Eden’s father turned down their proposal. He was however settled to the tune of five million dollars. Diego was released and after a heartfelt apology, he took over Miguel’s position as the head housekeeper. Miguel’s wife was supposed to be with him in the dungeon but she was only plac
“If you like her, just go ahead and tell her. I’m sure she doesn’t bite.”Simon froze for three seconds. Then he turned to Alex, his eyes narrowed in annoyance.“What did you say?”Alex had no idea why, but he was feeling particularly bold at the moment. He shrugged.“You have feelings for Mr. Tariq’s secretary.”His assumptions were proven when a flicker of guilty shock flashed in Simon’s eyes. He smothered it immediately, cleared his throat and stiffened his shoulders.“And what exactly makes you think that?”“It’s as clear as day.” Alex replied. “Your feelings for her are as bright as a neon sign, sir.”Simon took a deep breath.“What exactly do you mean?”Was he deliberately trying to act dumb or did he really need a clear explanation, Alex wondered.“All the slicking of hair, tapping of feet and little calls for attention that I cannot even count. It’s so clear that you have feelings for her, you might as well have written it on your forehead. I can help you with tips on how to w
“Who are you and what the hell are you doing here?”Alex froze. For the next three seconds, he remained completely still, hoping that the boss was talking to someone else. Almost a minute later, when he didn’t reply, the owner of the designer shoes took another step towards him. “Didn’t you hear me? I’m talking to you.”He finally came to terms with the fact that he was busted. He lifted his head slowly and came face-to- face with one of his twin uncles. His eyes drifted to the brass name tag which was pinned to the man’s suit. It read; “Gustavo Alexander, CEO, Alexander Group.”Oh. So this was Gustavo. The first twin.Not knowing what else to do, he bowed slightly. “Hello, sir. My name is David Wyatt. I’m the new head cleaner. I’ve only resumed my duties today.”His heart was thundering like a runaway train as Gustavo stared at him with disgust in his eyes.“You’re a cleaner?” He spat.Alex gritted his teeth and nodded.“Yes, sir.”The silence that followed his reply was loud. Too