The heir of Bright group walks into the annual group convention. For weeks, he has focused on getting better because he did not want to miss the celebration. Daxon’s commitment to building strength is visible in his disciplined exercise routine. Whether at a gym, rehabilitation center, or his own home, he followed a carefully crafted regimen for weeks which included strength training exercises, stretching, and cardiovascular workouts. His professional and private trainer tracks his progress meticulously, noting improvements in his abilities and body structure. Daxon did not allow the trauma of the stab wound take a toll on him. After he was stabbed, the injury or scar that it left on his body wasn’t the worst thing.The worst thing was the memory of it. How he thought he would die, leaving his father, friends and the new aspect of his life after years of living as a useless son in-law. It just wasn’t fair to him.Therefore, Daxon spent hours analyzing Austin Limbert and Monte Carlo’
Alexa’s eyes widened with rage.At first, she didn’t see Azura’s face and neither can she tell who she is. The only thing she can sees is the intimacy between them that happens at a moment of closeness and connection between them. When Daxon was at the podium, she instantly felt an attraction as he spoke. It is once in a lifetime that Alexa ever ensues a love affair with anyone. She ruined the life of the first man she ever loved, he was giving too much importance to his family rather than her in her opinion.Every woman who felt like a potential threat, she got rid of and she did it instantly. She didn’t think her heart would skip so much just by looking at the heir of Bright group. There is nothing she has wanted which she didn’t get—it is her birthright.Imagine how damaging it is when she watches another woman kiss Daxon Winter on his cheek right in her presence. From the smile on Daxon’s face, it seems they know each other and her fist tightens at the sight it. Austin looks at her
Outside the ten star hotel and event center used for the annual group celebration, the guests are outside conversing, while others are getting into their porch cars. Daxon is outside when his Bugatti arrives in a graceful purr, the car's lavish interior is nothing but a symphony of premium materials.The engine is a marvel of engineering, there is a bit of roaring, sonorous growl, promising an exhilarating driving experience. As it flaunts into the environment, surrounded by other guests and comes to a stop. The scissor doors smoothly lift and once can only marvel at such reverence. There is a soft, ambient glow which emanates from the lining the edges of the porch, casting an inviting aura and a cold feeling.Immediately the driver's side of the door is open, and the driver, sharply dressed, steps out, walking over to Daxon. Everyone around is whispering as Daxon and Azura head towards the car. The scent of new leather and fresh upholstery wafts through the air as they enter. The
Alexa Carlo barges into her father’s mansion which is built in a residential restricted area in the city. Her mascara is washing to her skin as tears perpetuate in her eyes. Why can’t she have Daxon? She just met him appropriately yesterday but she can’t imagine tomorrow without him.Her heart is not content with the fact that there is another woman in the picture. Hysterically, she barges into her father’s office while he is having a meeting, displaying a sense of urgency due to her strong emotions. The guest in her father’s office might exhibit an initial surprise by his raised eyebrows.Monte Carlo is upset at her intrusion and he apologizes to his guest who leaves the office. His furrowed brow, wrinkles on his forehead, and downturned mouth, indicating his aggravation, he looks at Alexa.“This is why I have not allowed you to take over Nexus group permanently! It seems you will never grow up and your childish ways will never end, Alexa!” He says, a gruff voice emanating from his
Outside her mother’s hospital room where she has been admitted, Azura is resting against the counter of the sterile hospital room, the event is mindlessly playing in her heart. Her face etched with worry and fear. Her eyes, usually bright and youthful, are filled with tears that threaten to spill over at any moment. After signing the appropriate documents and paying the hospital fees, Azura heads over to the room where her mother is asleep. Slowly, she tucks her mother in and wipes her eyes clean of tears. Once again, her gaze is fixed upon her mother lying in the sterile, white hospital bed. Azura’s eyes are wide with a mixture of concern and love for the only parent figure she has left. There are stands of her hair across her forehead, and it’s due to the hysterical serve of her hands through her hair.Previously, her knuckles became white from the grip when she held her unconscious mother in her hands. For every second that she stares at her mother's pale face and the medical eq
Azura returns to the office after leaving the prison, she hopes her mom is awake already so she can take her home. Uncle Samuel walks out of her hospital and signifies that Agatha is still sleeping. Daxon walks into the hall, he is looking for the room where Agatha’s mother has been admitted.The security guards informed him about the issue at the lobby and he decided to find Azura to comfort her. When Azura raises her head to see him, her eyes doesn’t light up as usual. Slowly, she places her head to the ground and he walks up to meet her. Uncle Samuel turns and raises his finger in the air when she sees Daxon.“You…what are you doing here!” Uncle Samuel says but Azura has had enough of ruckus already.“No, uncle! Not here, we are in a hospital. Can you leave us for a moment?” Azura asks and he is surprised. Uncle Samuel has never had self respect for himself before, he is like a duckling following the mother goose. Quietly, he walks away, looking over at his shoulder to Daxon wh
It has been two days since Daxon and Azura put a limit on their relationship. At work, they do not speak to each other like they used. The enchilada that took place after makes it all worse because now, they have shared a part of each other and it is harder to stay away.In a few hours, Daxon is expected to leave his house for the three day trip. As the seconds tick away in precise, his brow furrows momentarily, perhaps realizing that time is slipping away faster than expected. His shoulders slightly hunch as he brings his wrist up to eye level. “Where the hell is Sydney and Michael!?” He mutters as Lewis takes his luggages outside.Like a flash, Michael runs into Daxon’s house and bows his head first.“Finally, where is Sydney? The jet will be here any moment from now.” Daxon explains.“Uh…sir, Sydney is very sick from a cold and she won’t be able to make it all. I chose the next capable person in the office.” Michael says.“And who is that?” Lewis asks, on behalf of me.Azura walk
Two days earlier.Monte Carlo is devastated. There is an ire in his eyes because it seems like history so desperately wants to repeat itself but he will not allow that. After rebuking Alexa for even imagining a life with his nemesis son, Monte feels the need to do something about it. Usually, he is patient with his plans but he has lost it.This time, he is not about to sit down and let history repeat itself. So, he believes Austin has passed the prior test of giving him another chance. A knock comes on the door of his office.“Bring him in.” He says, unable to stay in a place and keep steady. The Winters are a curse and he is not about to allow his daughter to get close to the evidence of a broken love.Austin Limbert enters into the room, he has been waiting for Monte Carlo to call him back after utilizing the chance he gave to him. With his head bowed to the ground, he waits to be spoken to. “How bad do you want to replace Daxon Winter and become the new heir of Bright group.” Mont