Later in the day, Alex left the company and went to a hotel. He removed the mask and changed his clothes. He was back to identity and kept his identity theft materials in a place where no one would find them. At night, he left the hotel and went to take an escort with him. He wanted to enjoy his life and since he had Liam's money, he could do that with ease. The prostitute and him went to the hotel room, ready to have fun. Alex locked the door behind them and began taking off his clothes.“Are you sure that you can pay what I charged?” She asked, slowly slipping out of the dress. Alex looked offended by her question. “I have the money to purchase a private jet, and you're talking about the pennies that I'm going to pay you. Didn't you see my expensive car outside, or do you have eye issues?” The prostitute laughed, removing her underwear. “There are a lot of guys with cars but have nothing in their banks,” She replied. Alex smirked and walked naked to her. He grabbed her hair an

***Emma was in her room, thinking about the condition that Liam (Alex) had given her. She wasn't naive and knew the implications of sending nude pictures, but Liam had asked for them. He considered their relationship to be boring, and those words hurt her a lot. She wanted to change his perspective about things and if sending her nudes was going to make her relationship come alive, then she would do it. However, she found his behavior strange because Liam whom she had known for months wouldn't request something so sensitive. But there was no way that she would suspect that her boyfriend was being impersonated. “Fuck,” Emma inhaled deeply and placed her phone on the bed.She stood to her feet and began removing her clothes one after the other. Once she was naked, she began having doubts again about the decision. “I'm doing this because I love him and there's nothing wrong in sending my pictures to him. I know Liam and he's so trus

Alex frowned his lips and ended the call. “Why do those idiots keep troubling my life? I don't understand what's wrong with them!” Alex scoffed. “They just have one job, and they can't even do it right. Why am I paying them?” He rolled his eyes and was about to pocket his phone when it rang again. “Who is fucking calling me?” Alex asked himself and checked his phone screen. Another frown appeared on his lips when he saw Emma's name. Emma had been calling him for days and so were some important employees in the company, but he had declined all their calls. “Why is this bitch always bothering me? I'm trying to keep away from her, but she's acting more clingy!” Alex snapped, his mood turning sour. “Why are some women so annoying?” “Who's making you irritated, Sir?” one of the prostitutes, who came on the yacht with him, asked. Alex was on Liam's yacht, he was heading to a private island that belonged to Liam's f

Liam was so happy that he would finally be free from Alex's clutches, and he would let everyone know about his evil deeds. He was also excited to see Emma, who must be getting stressed by Alex. 'I hope she didn't send her nudes to him,' Liam thought as he squeezed halfway through the window. He made sure not to grunt or make any audible sound that could alert the criminals outside. As he was about to successfully get out of the room. He got stabbed in the butt with a syringe. Liam's eyes widened at the sharp pain. Right there, his eyelids started growing weaker and heavier. “No, no, this can't be happening to me,” Liam lamented as his legs got pulled back in. He wanted to fight back and kick them off, but every part of his body was getting paralyzed. Jerome pulled him into the room and Liam fell helplessly on the floor. “The fool thought he was so smart to escape us, just like that!” Leo snarl

Liam successfully left the hospital, but he knew that he couldn't keep driving in Leo's car, as it could be traced. He made the tough decision to abandon the vehicle and reach out for help.So, Liam continued driving while looking for a public phone where he could pay with Leo's money and make a call. As his eyes kept scanning around, he finally saw a public phone that he could use. He checked his pocket and brought out some money. He stepped out of his car and went to the phone box. He paid for a minute and then dialed his girlfriend's number, but there was no response. “Emma, pick up” He called and paid again, but there was still no response. Feeling a little frustrated, he decided to call someone else. So, he dialed Mr. Smith's number, which he recalled vividly. As the phone rang for a few seconds, he answered, causing Liam to heave a sigh of relief. “Mr Smith, Good afternoon,” Liam greeted. 'Mr.