75"After?! Did you just say after?! How on earth do you expect someone who we've put in jail, someone who we've treated like garbage, suddenly and without care, to give us all those riches?!" Xavier shouted. "Hey! I get that you feel offended by your discovery but do not forget who you are talking to! I am your mother and the first female head of our criminal organization for a reason!" I shouted back at Xavier. Xavier quieted down and paced to and fro in my room, "so what are we gonna do now?" Xavier asked me. "First of all, we need to find Devon. He must still be alive and somewhere out there. We were the first to discover the truth. Let us use it to our advantage." I said. Devon POV: *five months later*Five months have passed and a lot has changed, yet there is one thing that remains without an end. That one thing is my thirst for vengeance. Throughout these five months, I have undergone intense training under Grenade and the expert criminals he passed me on to. It's time t
The next day arrived and I was already up by five. If I was going to get the job then I had to keep punctuality in mind. I was just getting out of the bathroom when I heard some movement in my room. I stopped and listened for any sound that might convey its source. After a short while, the sound came again but a bit more silent. There was someone under my bed. I continued what I was doing and pretended not to have noticed anything. Just as I was looking through my wardrobe, a little breeze came behind my ear and I knew exactly what this person's intention was. With a swift movement of my leg, I gave Mustapha a kick in the balls. I heard him fall to the floor but I behaved as if nothing happened. "I told you to stay out of my room didn't I?" I asked Mustapha, without turning away from my wardrobe. "How did you know I was coming?" he asked me. I turned around in his direction and went on one knee, staring down at him, "you better improve on your ambush, or better still, don't tes
"Madam?" the security man said, unsure if he heard what he heard right. "You heard me. I said beat her up." Mrs. Wilson said, even though Tamira didn't understand what was happening but she did not react to the words of her mother. "Your daughter?" the security man still dared to ask. "You are fired." Mrs. Wilson said to the security man who replied to her with a look of shock in his eyes. "Hey, you." Mrs. Wilson called out to a maid who was only passing by. "Yes madam?" the maid answered as she stopped and came closer to Mrs. Wilson. "Go and get me one of my security guards." Mrs. Wilson said to the maid. "Yes madam." the maid said and left. "What are you still doing here?" Mrs. Wilson asked the man who she had just fired. Still unaware of what was going on, he turned and left without a word. Soon the maid returned with a different security guard, "here he is madam." the maid said. With a wave of the hand, Mrs. Willson signed the maid to go. "Don't make the same mistake as t
"What do you mean no?!" Tamira asked, angrily. "Miss Tamira please do not make my job any more difficult than it already is. I was told by your mother to always be by your side." I replied. "Ugh!" Tamira screamed and came out of the car. I also came out of her car. She stood there doing and saying nothing and then she returned inside. I understood she did not want me around but this step was strange. Where was it that she wanted to go alone anyways? I followed her inside and was always close behind until she entered her room and I had to stand outside. About a minute later, I heard a buzz, and then her voice sounded in a whisper. I couldn't properly get what she was saying even after placing my ear on the door. The door suddenly opened but I stood strong on my ground and acted as if nothing happened. "Are you not going anywhere anymore?" I asked Tamira. "What business is that of yours?" she questioned back and then shut the door again. I signed in relief and decided not to eaves
I took a step backward in shock at my discovery, "You..." I said. I didn't understand what was happening at all.Alex was still alive and well. He was standing right in front of me. Someone I had watched die was standing right in front of me."Do you know him?" Tamira, who was looking confused, asked me.I snapped out of my thoughts and tried to fake as if nothing happened, "No." I answered Tamira."Who is this?" Alex asked Tamira. Tamira looked me over in annoyance."Just the bodyguard that mother hired to follow me about. Even after leaving without his notice, he still found me." Tamira replied to Alex."Mother what?! Damn it Tamira! He is going to tell on us!" Alex said to Tamira, in panic."About her meeting up with her lover boy? Yes. Yes, I will report back to the madam. I am sure to get a raise with such details." I said, faking ignorance of who he was to Tamira."He is not my lover," Tamira said."He is my brother who traveled away for some time. He was just avoiding our mothe
"Why don't you want to tell us who you are? You already know everything about us and you can trust us too." Tamira said. "I am afraid I cannot do that. My identity must remain a secret." I replied. "But why?" Tamira asked. I came closer to Tamira and looked her straight in the eyes, "I cannot tell you who I am right now. But I can assure you that you will not regret being my wife. We stared at each other for a full minute before Alex's voice broke in and we snapped out of it, " Don't tell me you are thinking about considering what he said." Alex said to Tamira. "I don't know why Alex, but I trust him," Tamira replied to Alex. "I will follow with what you want as long as you can assure me we will get divorced once I find Devon," Tamira said to me. Her words were so touching. She never forgot me even after those five months of uncertainty if I would return or not. However, I will make sure to tell her everything once this is all over. "It's a deal," I said and shook her hand. "Y
"Madam is there a problem?" I asked her. "Shut up!" If you speak again I will push you out of this car!" Mrs. Wilson yelled at me. I laughed at her inwardly. We arrived at the mansion and she stumped inside angrily until she entered her room and slammed the door heavily. I could only laugh as I watched her. Mrs. Wilson POV : How possible can this be? I knew that Devon looked so familiar. What information about me must he secretly be feeding my daughter in that place? I searched through the box under my bed and took out a picture of Devon. I placed it on my bed and then went to search through the bottom drawer of my wardrobe. After a while, I found what I was looking for and I had to compare the two pictures. Long have I hidden this picture, a picture of the couple I killed. The couple that used to live in that same spot as I saw today. I looked at the photo of the husband and wife and then their son. I looked at the picture of Devon, back to the couple's son, and then back at D
"What are you talking about mom? What do you mean by Alex?" Tamira asked Mrs. Wilson. "What sort of a question is that?! Are you crazy or something?!" Mrs. Wilson replied. Tamira looked strangely at her mother and went closer to her. Holding Mrs. Wilson's hand in hers, she looked deep into Mrs. Wilson's eyes, "mom, I understand that Alex left home for a long time and you miss him a lot but this is too much." Tamira said to Mrs. Wilson. "What the hell are you trying to say?!" Mrs. Wilson yelled. Tamira burst into tears and sat weakly on her bed. I knew and understood what Tamira was playing at and so I joined in, "madam, my apologies for getting involved in your family issue but is everything okay with you? Miss Tamira here was only talking to a friend of hers on the phone." I said. "Yes! And you heard her say Alex did you not?!" Mrs. Wilson asked me. "No madam. She said, Camila." I replied Mrs. Wilson. "Are you trying to mess with my head?" Mrs. Wilson asked me. "I know what I