“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
Alex was stunned.“Gustavo… the CEO?”Tariq nodded. “Yes, the CEO.”“H-how? Why?”“Well, five years ago, Gustavo got into a dangerous accident and fell into a coma. Investigations revealed that his brakes were tampered with but the Spanish mafia still hasn’t been able to find out who was responsible until this day.”“Wait. Did he… die?”Tariq pursed his lips.“No, he didn’t. He’s still in a coma as we speak.”Alex was perplexed.“Then how come…”“The thing is, the Spanish mafia lied to everyone that he’d recovered from coma a year after the accident. Mendez and his brother are inseparable. They’re literally joined at the hip. There was absolutely no way he was going to survive without Gustavo, so a year after the accident, he decided to clone his brother.The procedure was ridiculously expensive and there was a ninety percent chance that it wasn’t going to work, but Mendez refused to give up.Rather surprisingly, he was able to successfully clone himself after the first try. That is
After destroying the phone like Tariq had advised, Alex woke up with the sun and set about discarding the pieces in different dumpsters in the city.Two hours later, he returned to his apartment to prepare for work.He’d originally intended to give it a day or two before he tried to crack open the safe, but yesterday’s events made him realize that time might not be on his side. If he really had a stalker, he had to get his job done before the stalker decided to become bolder.Thirty minutes later, a sleek, black, tinted car arrived to pick him up. Alex got into the backseat beside Tariq.Tariq took one look at his dark circles and muttered; “Bad night?”Alex sighed deeply.“Let’s just say I wasn’t able to sleep a wink.”“Did you do what I asked?”“Yes. The phone is in different parts of Madrid as we speak.”Tariq nodded.“Good. Good.” After a moment of silence, he asked again; “did you read the journal?”Alex shook his head. “Nope. I still haven’t found the courage to go beyond star