As the room hung heavy with tension, I could feel the weight of their gazes on me, scrutinizing my every move and word. But beneath their facade of composure, I could sense their unease, their fear flickering like a hidden flame.With calculated calmness, I leaned back on the couch, my eyes locking onto each of my uncles in turn. Their collective presence seemed suffocating, but I remained composed, playing the role of the innocent nephew seeking justice."I know who killed my parents," I declared, letting the words hang in the air, savoring the moment of uncertainty that washed over them.Uncle Robert, always the one to challenge, attempted to dismiss my claim with a laugh, but his eyes betrayed a hint of apprehension. His reaction confirmed what I already suspected—they were not as confident in their deception as they appeared."Atlas, don't be insane. Your parents' death was an accident!" Robert retorted, trying to maintain control of the situation.I met his gaze evenly, allowing
Uncle Wyatt's question cut through the tense atmosphere like a knife, his tone betraying a hint of skepticism. I turned my gaze towards him, maintaining my composed facade as I considered his inquiry."Indeed, I did," I replied evenly, my voice carrying a note of authority. "But knowing who committed the act is only part of the puzzle. Understanding the circumstances leading up to it is crucial to uncovering the truth."Uncle Wyatt nodded slowly, seemingly satisfied with my response, though the skepticism lingered in his eyes.Uncle Robert, ever the opportunist, seized the moment to regain control of the conversation. With a reassuring smile directed at me, he interjected, "Wyatt makes a valid point, Atlas. Perhaps it would be best to focus on the information we already have before delving into further speculation.""I appreciate your concern, Uncle Robert," I replied, masking my true intentions behind a polite smile. "But I believe it's important to explore every avenue if we're to u
Waking up to an empty bed felt like waking up in a world without color. The sheets were cold, a stark contrast to the warmth that Lilith used to bring. I reached out, hoping to feel her soft touch, but my fingers only met the chill of the fabric. It sucked, honestly. I wanted to call out to her, to tell her to come back, but I knew better. Instead, I opted for a cold shower, hoping it would wash away the ache in my chest.The water hit me like a ton of bricks, waking me up fully. With each drop, I tried to push away the memories of her, of us. I needed to be strong, to focus on anything but her. So, I dressed quickly, trying to ignore the space around me, and headed downstairs.Tony was waiting for me, his face a mix of worry and professionalism. I nodded at him, trying to pretend like everything was normal. "Morning, Tony," I said, my voice steady despite the storm raging inside me. "Any updates on security?"He launched into a report, but I could hardly focus. Lilith's absence hung
As my uncles settled into their seats, I shifted my focus solely onto Uncle Robert. Despite the tension between us, I had to maintain the facade of familial affection, playing the game he had started."Uncle Robert," I began, my tone warm and inviting, "I've been thinking about the future of our businesses, and I believe it's time for us to consider expanding internationally. With your expertise and guidance, I'm confident we can make this venture a success."His eyes gleamed with interest, a flicker of pride evident in his expression. I could almost see his ego-inflating with the promise of greater power and influence."Expanding into foreign markets is a bold move," he remarked, leaning forward slightly. "But with the right strategy and resources, it's certainly achievable."I nodded, keeping the conversation flowing smoothly. "Exactly. And that's where your role becomes crucial, Uncle Robert. I trust your judgment and experience implicitly, which is why I want you to spearhead this
The air in the office seemed to thicken when the last of my uncle, Uncle Alex left, his departure leaving a lingering sense of unease in the room. In the silence, Tony shifted uneasily in his seat, his eyes locked on the door through which my uncle had exited. I could see the wheels turning in his mind, suspicion evident in the furrow of his brow and the tight set of his jaw."Tony, is everything alright?" I inquired."What game are you playing here, Atlas?" Tony's words were sharp, his gaze piercing as he fixed me with a knowing look. "It's... it's all business, Tony," I finally let out.But Tony was not one to be easily swayed. He leaned forward, his expression intense as he pressed further, his voice low and urgent. "Atlas, I know you. I know when something is not right. Tell me the truth. What is going on?"The silence that followed was deafening, the stillness of the office suffocating me as I struggled to find the words to convey the truth that lay heavy on my heart. And then,
For the past five months, my life had been a whirlwind of chaos and no excitement as I poured every ounce of my being into establishing a company in Gramatian. Today was the day of the much-anticipated launching, and I couldn't contain my annoyance as I sat in my office, surrounded by stacks of paperwork and endless to-do lists.As I was lost in my thoughts, the door creaked open, and Uncle Robert entered with a warm smile on his face. It was a pleasant surprise to see him here, considering the tumultuous history between him and his brothers. I had expected some sort of confrontation or power struggle, but to my disbelief, none of his brothers had made any attempts on his life. It seemed that we had managed to build a brand new company from the ground up without any interference from the rest of the family.I couldn't help but wonder if I had misjudged my uncles all this time. Perhaps there was more to their relationships than meets the eye. But deep down, I knew that my suspicions we
***Lilith POV***They say nothing happens by coincidence and I believe that. When I was born my dear old mother took one look at me and decided to name me, “Lilith.”I know it sounds cute and feminine, but once I discovered the dark meaning of Lilith, it was pretty clear that it wasn't a mistake that my darling mother decided to give me a name that has deep associations with servitude, chaos, retaliation, and downright evil.My name straight-up means, “belonging to the night.” However, I am not mad though because that's exactly where I belong, to the night.
From a distance, I could see the words “Sexy casino” blinking on a signboard with a picture of a half-naked woman, and I felt the adrenaline of excitement flowing through me.Smirking, I stepped on the accelerator, and within a matter of seconds, I was parked in front of the casino.For a moment, I sat in my car, studying the surroundings, then I grabbed my bag, got out, and walked into the dark, smelly alley near the building.I finally arrived at the back entrance of the casino, and a huge guy, dressed in dark clothes with dark hair stood at the door.“This is not a place for you to wander around, little girl.” He said, giving me an icy stare.“Who says I am wandering around?” I replied, making sure my voice was childish yet reassuring.“So you know why you are here?”“To meet X.”Nothing was said for a moment as his black pupil focused on me, staring at