“He could also be a double agent," Pamela continued. "feeding false information to us, while reporting our every move to the empire, the one who tipped them off about our plan, the mole.""How do you know that?" asked Jackson "How did you find out?"Pamela tapped the screen again, and another image appeared. It was a screenshot of a message, sent from Martin to the old king"."Look at this," she said. "I hacked into Martin's communication device and found this message. It was sent to the old king right after he announced you the next leader of the blade in shadows It reads: ‘How could you give that kid the control, I was supposed to be next, this was supposed to be mine, you old fuck.'""That bastard," muttered Jackson, "but it doesn't mean anything, it could just be a message sent out of frustration, what's next?."Pamela turned to the next person on her list of suspects. It was Beatrice, a middle-aged woman with long blonde hair and a confident smile. She was given the task of med
Pamela nodded, her expression serious. She handed him a folder, Pamela shrugged, her voice low. "I don't know, sir. All I know is that in this folder were is newspaper and an article containing missing children around the time you were born but I haven't found anything yet. But there are several families whose kids were missing then and I will be going to investigate it one by one. Maybe they have some clues, some leads, some answers."Jackson nodded, his mind racing. He felt a mix of emotions, from hope to fear, from anger to guilt.He closed the folder, his grip tight. He looked at Pamela, his eyes determined. "Alright find out more of what you can and get back to me."Jackson then thanked Pamela for a job well done, then stood up to leave. He felt a surge of gratitude and respect for her, knowing that she had risked her life to find out the truth about his past. Jackson came out of the war room to find the other members of Blade in Shadow waiting, He told them that the meeting
Jackson went back to peeling off his clothes and tossed them into a hamper, He walked into the shower room, admiring the elegant design of the bathroom. It was similar to the one Sophia had used earlier, with milky white marble tiles and sleek fixtures. The bathroom was spacious and luxurious, with a large mirror, a vanity, and a jacuzzi tub. He turned on the faucet and adjusted the temperature to his liking. He stepped under the spray, feeling the warm water cascade over his body. He closed his eyes and let out a sigh, trying to relax after a long day. He reached for the shampoo, and sprayed it on him, letting the streams of water wash it off.He finished his bath and came out of the bathroom, dried off his body with his towel then went to his wardrobe, sprayed some deodorant put on new underwear, and wore a shirt and jeans.“Knock knocks” a sound came from his door, “come in” Jackson ordered, it was Angela and she said, “Sir food is ready, and I will be bringing you to your room
"Ok, first of all, I don't like someone barging into my room while I'm undressing," Jackson began to say with a smirk, leaning against the dining chair. He was caught earlier in his room by Sophia wearing nothing but just his briefs, and his chest was glistening with sweat.Sophia lets out a scuffle and then replies, "It was only like a second and I didn't even see much." She tries to act casual, but her face is burning with embarrassment. Jackson then smirks at her, raising an eyebrow and Sophia blushed. The inside of her felt like butterflies, fluttering and tickling her nerves. She quickly looked away, hoping he didn't notice how flustered she was.Angela and Fernando were seated at the dinner table in the house, seeing Jackson and Sophia flirting, Sophia touching her hair lightly, looking into his eyes with a shy smile."OK, I guess that's my cue to leave. We'll be anywhere but here," Fernando said, smiling warmly. He stood up from his chair, grabbing his jacket from the back. H
"Wow, I saw them earlier they are beautiful? That's so cool. Can I see them?" Sophia asked, feeling excited."Sure, come on. They're very friendly," Jackson said, leading her to the stable. He opened the door and walked inside, followed by Sophia. He greeted the horses by name, stroking their manes and feeding them some carrots. He introduced Sophia to them, letting her pet them and talk to them.Sophia smiled, feeling a connection with the animals. She loved horses, but she had never ridden one before. She wondered if Jackson would teach her how to ride someday."Which one is your favorite?" she asked, looking at the four horses.Jackson pointed at a black stallion, with a white star on his forehead."That's Shadow. He's the fastest and the smartest. He's my best friend," he said, with affection."He's beautiful. Can I ride him?" Sophia asked, feeling adventurous.Jackson laughed, shaking his head."Maybe another time. He's not very easy to handle. He only listens to me," he said, t
"Are you ever going to tell me how you managed to get all this? Did you get employed at my company just so you could spy on me, and get intel about my family or the Mitch's and Wills? Was I a mark, Jackson? Did you just stay there so that you could buy more than half of my company later on? I'm sorry you said that you can't talk about your personal life with me, but I have just run away from my father and his men, Madeline Mitch and her son are on the hunt for me, and I don't feel safe, and I don't even know anything about you," Sophia said, her voice trembling.Sophia snapped at Jackson, clearly frustrated, having just ran away from her father and his men, who still wanted to force her into a marriage with the son of Madeline Mitch, a man who almost raped her, calling Jackson to offer refuge and she was lead to this building, a hidden building that looked like an abandoned manufacturing plant from the outside, but was a luxurious hotel from the inside, and Jackson who had just a wh
Jackson and Sophia smiled at each other, feeling a connection that they couldn't explain. They leaned in, closing the gap between them, Sophia felt a burst of emotion as Jackson's arms wrapped around her. She had never expected to fall for him, She leaned into his chest and listened to his heartbeat."Jackson," she whispered, "I don't know what to say."He smiled. "You don't have to say anything, Sophia"He looked into her eyes leaned down and kissed her forehead softly, making her melt. They broke apart and he caressed her cheek. "Come on, let's go inside, It's getting cold out here”Jackson took Sophia’s hand and led her into the building, he followed him, feeling hopeful.They reached the porch and he opened the door for her. She stepped inside and he followed her. They walked through the living room and headed to the stairs. She stopped and turned to him. "I think I should go back to my room," she said.He nodded and said, "Okay. I'll see you in the morning."He let go of her
As soon as Ella and Alexander entered the house, they were greeted by a tall about 6’5 feet, a dignified man in a black suit, with black hair, and a British accent. He bowed slightly and said, "Welcome, Mr. Alexander, Miss”, referring to Ella I'm Arthur, the butler. Your father is expecting you, Mr. Alexander, in the drawing room."He took their coats and hats and led them through a long corridor, lined with paintings and portraits of the Alexander family. Ella felt like she was walking through a museum, admiring the art and the history. She noticed that Alexander looked a lot like his grandfather, the founder of the house. He had the same piercing blue eyes, the same strong jaw, the same confident smile.They reached a large, elegant room, filled with light and warmth. Chandeliers were hanging from the ceiling, casting a soft glow over the furniture and the fireplace. There was music playing from a vinyl record, a classical piece that Ella recognized as Mozart. She felt a surge