Was it cowardice? It that what this was? She had run away yet again, and she did not let the tears fall until she was in the air, on yet another expedition to London. She should have been happy that he was alive, she should be glad that he is awake, but what she felt was nothing close to relief, it was dread. She wondered if she would have probably felt better if Shannon had given her condolences instead. "I wasn't expecting you back here anytime soon." "Neither did I." MJ thought out loud as her eyes focused on the ticking of the clock on the wall. It was irritating but also had a calming effect on her, she was counting the minutes until her meeting with Liam for updates on his latest mission. "Jorge is awake," she confessed. "That's good news, not so?" Blair prompted, her eyes piercing at MJ through the dark rimmed glasses. "How does that make you feel? The last time you were here, you received a call about the shooting." MJ fiddled with the sleeves o

Kyle thought he could go for another hour cooped up in the guestroom after taking a shower, but it proved difficult to ignore the smell of freshly brewed coffee and a combination of different food aromas, not to miss the angry growls of his stomach. His forehead creased as the door to his room opened, and he turned around to be welcome by Sasha’s horrified face as she quickly backed away and shut the door. Kyle sighed, continuing to button up the sleeves of his white shirt. He had no change of clothes, but luckily for him, the washing machines and dryer in this house, as old-fashioned as they were, still worked. He had handwashed his clothes and left them in the dryer while he showered. Perks of living a bachelor life even while he was married, he could do anything for himself from doing his laundry and ironing it, and cooking when he was not lazy. One thing they had in common with Logan was their love for the kitchen. After some time, there was a knock at the do

London was the centre of her heart for most of her life, it was a secret hideout, a place where she never felt she needed to pretend to be someone else or spend all day trying to make her place in other people’s heart, it was her home away from home. It was funny because she spent half her life in Cape Town and half her life there, however, a few weeks in Cape Town, and London now felt foreign to her, like she did not belong. She stood in front of the tall building, staring up at the logo at the top of the building, Billings Corp. She was parked in front of the building, leaning against the car in her casual disguise; a pair of jeans and sandals, a yellow flowery off-shoulder cropped blouse, and a summer hat paired with dark shades. MJ kept thinking about what Blair said, she remembered how she had confessed that the company was never her vision, that it was only her legacy on paper. The company was and had always been Alastair’s vision and MJ just made it possib

MJ laid on her bed in the hotel room, facing up at the ceiling with her hands resting on her lower abdomen and her hair sprawled on the sheets above her head, her black eyes gleaming with excitement and wonder. Everything was ready for tomorrow night, her dress, her shoes, her purse, and her hair had already been done, she would just have to do a few touch-ups tomorrow evening. But those were the least important things, tomorrow was a huge night, Aaron Jr had really tipped the scale with this idea of hosting a party for his father. It felt like everything was finally falling into place. Liam was on standby with Sienna, Sasha was also on board, MJ could only hope that no one backed out and she prayed every guest she asked Aaron to invite would be there, especially Javier Mendoza. She still could not believe he was married to Sienna, his marriage to Samantha’s sister felt like a downgrade. She sighed loudly and tilted her head, her eyes landing on her pho

"What happened to sticking to the plan?" Liam Auburn asked as he sat against the headboard, his chest bare and his lower body buried under the sheets. He watched the woman sitting at the dressing table while brushing her hair. Sienna scoffed. “You should just be grateful that I did not rat you out and tell her that you told me this plan beforehand,” she said with her heavy accent. He was still unsettled by how things turned out at the house when he went with MJ to meet Sienna. That was not how he had planned for things to go, however, Sienna sabotaged him. Guess that was what he got for trusting a mobster's ex wife. The truth was that Liam had been walking on wire since MJ's kidnapping and he had been slacking off since then, he felt like he had lost his touch and that he had been disappointing MJ all the time. He had failed to catch a 13-year-old, and when MJ dispatched him to London, he thought this was his chance to redeem himself. All MJ h