...Kevin POV...I was absolutely livid. I had done everything to get the Reaper on our side, and he has the audacity to shut me down once again? I couldn't believe it! I literally had the ultimate bargaining chip in my possession, and yet the Reaper didn't care. The Reaper's refusal to meet with me sent me into a blinding rage. I didn't realize how out of it I was until I saw the wreckage that was my office. I had only been this upset once before, and that was when I came back for Haley to find out that she had left me for that American. "Sir?" I hear Val's tentative voice at my office door. I turn my head to see her standing in my doorway, unsure as to whether she should enter or not."What do you want?" I shout out in irritation."The Reaper..." She begins, making me grab the closest thing to me and slamming it against the wall in frustration."I'm aware! Are you trying to provoke me? Cause you're doing a hell of a job of it!" I shout, reaching for something else I can throw. This

It took a lot for me to remain seated and continue listening to this old man's flawed way of thinking. I may not be a saint, but I respected people, whether they are male or female. Kevin's way of thinking was night and day in comparison to my own way. But I couldn't share that with him. I needed him to think I was on the same page as him."We decided to smoke her out. Going after her would be pointless. She could literally come into any of our buildings, and we would be none the wiser. It was like she had been turned into a ghost. So instead, we started to seek out her friends. Even though we couldn't track Haley, I knew she would still manage to find a way to find out what was happening with her friends. We knew she wouldn't come out of hiding if she thought her friends were ok. So we needed her to think we were going after them. Chase arranged to have his members follow all her friends around, including Damian. So it was only a matter of time until she discovered our little hidden

...One week later......Hunter POV...After the meeting with Kevin, it was as if my entire world had been shattered. Kevin told me everything about my parents. Whether I believed it or not, I wasn't quite sure. For all I knew, this was just another ploy. Those that looked into me knew I had no information on who my birth parents were. A simple fact that Kevin could just be trying to exploit. He could make up whatever he wanted for all I knew, and I would have no way to prove it otherwise.After all, Kevin Westshire wasn't exactly known as an honourable man. Though, neither was I. Though just like me, I knew Kevin wouldn't tell me something like this unless he wanted something. I could tell he was hiding something from me, but I wasn't sure what.I couldn't deny how much his big reveal had shaken me. While I couldn't prove the authenticity of his story, I couldn't deny the facts either. Regardless of Kevin's intentions, it was clear that Scarlett and Chase were my parents, and the Ston

...Hunter POV...It had been a few months since I acquired Brio. I was hesitant to use it at first; however, even I couldn't deny the improvement it was having on Tomás. Just the thought nearly brought a tear to my eye. It was amazing seeing Tomás lead the life he deserved to have. He was like a regular boy his age. Tomás had demanded he go back to school as well. While I was hesitant to allow it, he finally managed to break me down. He had only been to school for a couple of weeks, and already he had massed a large group of friends. I couldn't be happier for him. I feel my mind suddenly turn dark as my mind begins to travel, sending me flashes of Tomás and Sienna together. She wasn't aware, but I heard their entire conversation. I was dumbfounded to know that she was fluent in Spanish. All this time, I had talked to her in Spanish, and yet she never said anything. I could see she was waiting to see what I would say in front of her. She truly was unbelievable. No matter how much I wa

...Kevin POV...My plan was going perfectly. Over the past several months, I had been working hard to get Hunter to trust me. I did everything I could, even taking him under my wing, so to speak, in hopes that he would gain my trust. I knew if I acted like a father figure that it was only a matter of time until he began to confide in me. It's part of our genetics to lean toward those that act as a mother or father figure. I just needed to use his genetics against him.I knew by dangling his family in front of him like a carrot; he would immediately grow interested. I planned to exploit this curiosity. I was using it as a way to sink my proverbial fangs into him. Without him realizing it, I was suddenly the one with all the answers. If he wanted to learn more, then he would have to come to me to get those answers. He was already aware that no one else knew the answers. So his only chance to learn more about his family was through me. Val was right with both the painting and Brio. Th