Carlos Moreno.I hate it. I hate that he had to be my brother.It started when we were young. The Moreno grandchildren were born twins with Rico being the elder twin while I was the younger.As we grew up, we learnt about the alliance. That the heir of Moreno's was betrothed to the Santino princess. At that time, I didn't think much about it because it was a norm that the firstborns were made heirs. It happens in a lot of families, elder children always take over family businesses when they reach the right age or become responsible enough.My brother and I had no problems growing up until when we were 18, and Rico started behaving differently. By then, we haven't met her yet because it was to happen only after the heir was chosen.My grandfather liked me more than Rico. Obviously, when you have two things you'll have one you prefer more than the other. That made my brother insecure and he started seeing me more of a threat than a brother.At age twenty, his behaviour become worse a
Kayla Santino.It's clear Carl has something that am not supposed to know. I look him dead in the eye and he stares blankly right back at me. I glance at the gun in his hand for the last time and leave the cell without saying a word.I know nothing about Carl, totally nothing and whatever he's hiding I will find out. Even if it means befriending his best friend's boyfriend. We have one thing in common, we both get what we want, and am gonna dig out his secrets one by one because he's not willing to open up.I just can't blindly walk into a marriage with him without knowing everything about him. I will have to know everything, all his dirty secrets before saying I do."Dad" I call out to my father when I reach the sitting room where he and other men are talking about whatever men talk about."Yes honey, you need anything?" he asks curiously bringing his attention to me."Am going out" I announce kissing him on the cheekHe seems sceptical but nods anyway" Take Thomas with you and be
Kay"You are going soft Ace, and I don't like it one bit" a familiar voice scolds my father harshly."Am not soft okay, I just wanted to be there for her. She needs me dad" my father tries to make him understand " Why are Grayson and his men still alive? he should be gone already. You didn't even tell me, I had to find out from Marcello" the voice becomes exaggeratedly louder"Because I knew what you would have done father, it was a wrong time to start a war and that's what you would have done" " There is never a wrong or right time for war Ace, as long as that person messes with my princess" grandpa argues "It's a wrong time for me when my daughter needs me. I will always choose her before war father""Don't worry am here to do your job for you, you should have just told me when it happened" he sighs lowering his voice.Wow! Grandfather has always been so hard on my father. Always expect too much from him and I hate how he pushes him around. I love my dad so much because he's th
Kayla Santino.Fuck. I pull on my hair in frustration.This person must be in this house. There is no way my grandpa came from Italy with that note in the cookies. This must be someone from this house and I will find out who. Starting with planting secret cameras in my room.They will regret messing up with me, no matter what their reasons are.I toss the cookies away because I can't eat them anymore. Who knows, maybe they got them poisoned.I furiously march out of my room to the Thomas's. I need to start seeking answers.I open the door without knocking to find him watching tv, relaxed like he is not making my life miserable. Am sure you put that note in my cookies and here you are pretending as if nothing happened, I grit out internally glaring at him."You want anything princess" motherfucker acts startled. I know he knew I was coming. Fuck face. Wait until I have evidence. We're going to have a very long interesting talk."Yes, I forgot to buy heels to go with my dress, plea
Kayla Santino.I have to tell theo about the flowers in my room. I will do it after the ball though.He offers to take me home and as we ascend the stairs, Carl sits up straighter and pushes the woman from his lap when he sees me. Too late Carlos.So he knows what he's doing is wrong?"Princess!" he sounds surprised getting up from his seat but I don't give him attention. Theo holds my hand leading me outside instead. I really appreciate his gesture."Hold up" Carl firmly snaps making theo freeze in his steps. He walks to us followed closely by a scowling Sam. I find that serious face scary as fuck."Leave us" he commands and everyone leaves the room, I silently watch and wait for him to talk."Hi," he says scratching the back of his neck. Seriously dude?"What is It Carl?" I ask in a tired voice."Why didn't you tell me you were coming over " Is that even a question human?"Why? so you'll get enough time to push the bitch from your lap" I spit harshly and he looks away with guil
Kayla Santino.The guy rico stretches his hand forward for a handshake but I just stare at him blankly. He is wearing a wide smirk on his face making me wonder what is so amusing. This is what I was talking about. Secrets."Let's get you out of here" Carl mumbles about to touch me but I move away before he could. " You do not touch me" I warn through clenched teeth, what makes him think he's free to touch me when he's been with countless bitches.And I don't like being kept in the dark especially with a man who is not even serious with a fucking damn marriage."Feisty, just the way I like them," rico says and I don't know why but he gives bad vibes. He seems sketchy, maybe it's just my trust issues."Let's go," I tell Theo and he follows me without hesitation, leaving Carl and his business behind." You knew about that?" I ask pointing behind my shoulder."No. I swear Sam doesn't tell me anything, he's 100% loyal to Carl to tell me his secrets," he says frequently shaking his head."
Carlos Moreno."What are you doing here?" I grit out to my supposed brother. This explains the recent attacks from Russians, he wants me out. He made it clear to me that he'll come back for the throne because he believes it's his. Always power hungry. Apparently, being the Russian second in command is not enough for him."You know what I want brother" he smirks mischievously moving closer " She's so beautiful man.She's everything I want, even more," he chuckles licking his lips."Stay away from her " I warn him in anger, Kay is mine."Or else what, little brother?" he mockingly challenges moving again so we are staring at each other face to face."She has nothing to do with this" our chests are touching and no one backing down.He laughs like a maniac he is " Oh please, last time I checked you didn't give a shit about Kayla. Just continue fucking your whores and stay out of my path. She will be mine" he assures confidently looking me dead in the eye."Over my dead body" I grit out g
KayI wake up the next morning feeling different. Last night I slept like never before. The nightmares and waking up in the middle of the night never happened. I feel relaxed and my body had enough rest, and don't have even a drop of sweat or headaches.Wow! I missed this, I missed how it felt to have a good night with zero nightmares. I feel like smiling.What changed?I try to get up but a hand is holding me down. A hand?Shit.I look beside me to find a sleeping figure, Carl in my bed. What is he doing here? The last time I saw him was when I left him with his brother at the ball.He is still in his tux and his neck is twisted at an awkward angle. He must be uncomfortable in the position he's sleeping in.I gently push him aside, enough not to wake him and get out of bed. We will talk about this when he wakes up.I don't remember inviting him into my bed, let alone having a decent talk with him.The flowers?Oh no! Did he see them? am not in the mood of answering questions about t