Alex POV: Devon left the room and I was left to face my brother, "what was all that?" Xavier asked me. "All what?" I questioned back. "Don't play dumb with me Alex. What was it that you were going to tell that houseboy?" Xavier said. "To tell the houseboy something? What would I tell him? Just what would I tell him? Devon just finished with the toilet and was about to leave before you came in." I said to Xavier. I walked passed Xavier and was just about to step foot in my room when I felt him pull me back and slam me against the wall beside the bathroom door. "Don't you dare lie to me brother. Speak up!" Xavier ordered. I looked away from his face, "whatever I was going to say has nothing to do with you or our mother so back off!" I pushed him away from myself. "It's none of your business," I added and went for the bathroom exit. Xavier scoffed, "you were going to expose your secret to a useless nobody?" Xavier said, just as I entered my room. Hearing his words, I froze. Thi
After I was sure that Tamira was gone I spoke up again, "Tell me, what do you want with my sister? Do you have feelings for her?" I asked. Devon did not reply a word to me. "Why are you silent? Are you trying to make me look stupid? Answer me now you moron!" I yelled to his face as I cornered him and placed my hands on the sink on either side of him, giving him no room to escape. Devon POV: I stood there right before Alex who made sure I didn't get any space to leave. I was speechless and confused at the same time. What had come over him? "You love her don't you?" Alex questioned and just as before, I maintained my silence. "Speak damn it!" Alex ordered but I still did not say a word. "There is something that I have to tell you," Alex said to me, intimately. I began to feel strange and all I wanted was for him to just leave. "I love you," Alex said to me. My eyes widened in shock. So much that I thought that my eyeballs would fall out of their sockets. Alex was homosexual thi
"You want me to end my own brother's life? Your son's mother. Alex is your son." Xavier replied. "Do not forget that I have another son and that son is you. Alex is useless for me now and before he can spill the beans about us to anyone, you need to get rid of him." I explained. I saw that Xavier was being hesitant so I got up from my seat and walked up to him. In his ear, I whispered, "you know my status in the organization, and trust me, if you want to take over from me, you have to be the only heir. Alex is nothing but a competition.""I will do as you order me to mother. Trust that even a drop of blood will not be traced. This will be clean and quick." Xavier said to me. I smiled at him in satisfaction, "I know you are capable."Devon POV: Mrs. Wilson had told me not to leave anymore and to return but stay in the attic. Yeah, I will do that but not right now that an opportunity is staring me right in the face. I touched my pocket and discovered that I still had my phone in it
He checked the phone, typed something into it, and then put it back into his pocket. "A houseboy like you can't do anything so since you are curious I might as well tell you right?" Alex said. "No one would believe you anyway," Alex added. "So what is it that Mrs. Wilson leads?" I asked and waited anxiously for him to speak. "My mother, if I hold still call her that, is the leader of the silent death gang. The most wanted criminal organization in the world. I and my brother are supposed to take over after her but now that I am out of the picture I guess it's just going to be Xavier." Alex answered. "Your mother who?" I asked. There was a short silence and when I realized my mistake it was too late. "Wait wait wait. Just hold on Devon, are you recording this?" Alex asked me. "No. I am not recording anything." I said. But of course, Alex did not believe me. "Are you crazy? You want to get me killed or what?! Was it my mother who sent you to test me?!" Alex questioned as he tried
I opened the door only to hit Tamira while entering. When Tamira saw that it was me, she grabbed my ear like a mother would hold her stubborn child's ear, "where have you been?" Tamira questioned me. I looked behind and there was no one. Thankfully that guard didn't follow up to see this scene play. "Outside," I answered. "Give me the precise location Devon. Where you went to see some girl?" she asked me. "No! Please I beg of you to let go. You are hurting me." I pleaded. This girl's hand was like iron. Tamira let go of my ear and I began to massage it with one of my hands, "oh I see. So you went after my brother, right? So you are gay too." Tamira said and I shot her a threatening glare. "I'm not into men. Please do not accuse me that way. What business do I have with your brother that I would follow him?" I said as if her words had offended me, and I walked away to the attic which was now my new room. I looked around in the attic and there was hardly any space for me to slee
"Did you send the houseboy out to get a charger for you?" Mrs. Wilson asked Tamira. Tamira was going to look at me but her mother wasn't making it easy for her. My heart was pounding as I eagerly waited for Tamira's answer, "yes" Tamera answered Mrs. Wilson. I opened my eyes which I had tightened shut and felt like a heavy weight was just lifted from me. "I sent him to buy me a charger. I'm buying it for one of my friends whose charger I cut so..." Tamira said to her mother. "Hold on." Mrs. Tamira said, moving away from the hand in which she held the charger so Tamira won't take it. "You sent him to buy the charger. I'm not arguing with that. But then, why did he have to take it from inside his room?" Mrs. Wilson questioned. "Uhh..." Tamira hung her mouth open, not sure of what to say. "Well?" Mrs. Wilson urged and crossed her arms in victory. "It was yesterday madam. I forgot to give it to miss Tamira here and it was later after she asked for it today that I remembered. And b
Devon POV: I stood at a distance and watched the husband and wife face off. I didn't exactly plan this but thank goodness that I no longer have to answer Mr. Wilson's question. "I am allowed to do what I want when I want and how I want. I am a grown-up and do not need permission from you just because you're like a decade older than me!" Mrs. Wilson yelled. "I don't know what is wrong with you. You've changed so much from the woman I used to know. Please you can't just treat people badly just because." Mr. Wilson said. Mrs. Wilson straightened up and walked to where I was standing. Mrs. Wilson gave me it. Wilson a sly smile and slapped me right after she changed that smile into a frown. "Are you crazy?!" Mr. Wilson exclaimed. "Why do you ask that? I am only showing you that I can do whatever I want to whatever low-class thing I hire. They belong to me and I will crush them if I must." Mrs. Wilson replied to her husband. "Give me the keys to his room." Mr. Wilson said to his wife
One of them opened the gates while I picked up Mr. Wilson from where I put him. Tamira's driver only got the car halfway in when the car suddenly stopped. Tamira rushed out of the car and came to meet me, "oh my God! Devon what happened to my father?! She asked me, touching all over his face. She looked at me, " And what happened with you?!" Tamira panicked. "Oh my God. No time to talk. Quickly! Put him in my car!" Tamira said and opened the door to the back seat of her car. She sat at the back with her dad. "Seat at the front Devon. We are going together." Tamira said to me. I sat in the front seat and Tamira turned to the driver, "take us to the hospital!" she ordered, tapping the driver's shoulder repeatedly. The driver backed the car into the road and zoomed off. "Oh, God. Please keep my father alive." Tamira said, her hands joined together and her eyes teary. "Your dad will be fine," I said to her, looking at her from the head mirror. I looked away when she looked back at m