One Last Time Ashton knew that all it took was one wrong move and Marcel would have the upper hand. One wrong move and he'd be sorry for life. Marcel wasn't a child. He knew how to bring men to their knees. He'd destroyed more families than he could count. 78 bodies. That's how many men Elijah Voss has taken down for him. Now, he had all that information on tape and a journalist waiting to publish it to the whole world. Soon, everyone would know Marcel for the monster he was. That afternoon, Ashton stood beside Lancaster, arms folded tightly across his chest, eyes glued to one of the screens that showed his mother and sister seated in a secure hospital in the city. It was a life feed from the cameras just as he'd instructed. He wanted to make sure he had eyes on them at every second. "Are your men absolutely certain about the perimeter?" Ashton asked worriedly. Lancaster, towering in a black bulletproof vest, gave a firm nod. "My men are some of the best in the business, Asht

An Old Foe. A New FriendThis was an open cheque. He could make any request, yet, he held back. Ashton hesitated with a polite smile. “I don’t want anything, sir. Just knowing Lily is back with her family is enough.”But the older man shook his head. “Nonsense. A man like you doesn’t come around often. Tell me what you want, land, money, protection, a title. It’s yours. You’ve given us back our daughter. You’ve given us back hope.”Lily’s mother nodded beside him. “You’ve returned light to this home. Thank you, Ashton.”Ashton glanced at Lily, who gave him a shy, grateful smile. “Just take care of her,” he said quietly. “That’s all I ask.”The man looked between them and sighed. "Welcome to our home, young man," the man said, pulling Ashton into another surprisingly heartfelt hug. "I'm Christopher Forrest. Patriarch of the Forrest family. And this," he gestured to Lily who stood beaming beside Ashton, "is my daughter.""It's an honor, sir," Ashton said, offering a polite nod. "I onl

Breaking News Marcel paced furiously across the marble floor of the Green Mansion’s grand living room, he kept looking at his watch like it was counting down to something he couldn’t quite name. “This place sounds like a freaking graveyard! Why is it so quiet?!" He snapped at the security man that stood beside him. The man cleared his throat and scratched his head, “It might be because you sent away all your kids." “Sent away?! The traitors ran off like the snakes that they are! I caught them and so they had to flee! They had no blood choice!" He snapped angrily, pulling his own hair. The security man thought he looked a little unhinged but of course, he couldn't say that to his boss. “I can't believe this! They all are snakes! They plotted to betray me! All of them! My own kids!” He screamed, horrified. The security man stepped back and continued to look down quietly. Marcel had been on this for the past two days. All he did was speak to himself and yell. But no matter how lo

The TrapCeleste?! This had to be a bad dream. Could she really be telling the truth or was this all a prank? Ashton knew that Celeste was all shades of crazy but she had never tried to prank him and why would she speak of something so serious if it really hadn't happened? "Hello?"Ashton was quickly drawn out of his thoughts when he continued to hear her voice over the phone. “It is me, Celeste,” she repeated, thinking he did not hear her the first time. "I heard you the first time. I just don't understand what you just said.” "Ashton," a trembling voice whispered. "You have to help me. My father has been kidnapped, and my brother is in danger."He recognized the voice no doubt but he couldn't help but wonder what had gone wrong? Marcel was powerless, he was now in the FBI net, how then did he get to kidnap Celeste's family? And who had told him that he and Celeste had any form of acquaintance? Immediately a thought came to his mind, it had to be Augustine. If he had gone a

Brother Against the WorldEveryone looked at Augustine like he'd lost his mind. “What's going on?” Celeste crooked, barely able to speak from Augustine's tight grip. "Shut up! I've got a freaking gun to your head. You'll do well to keep shut, missy.” Gabriel was staring with his jaw dropped. "Did you really think I'd betray my brother?” They all hissed at him. “You bloody traitor! I knew you'd never stand by our side!" Sebastian roared angrily, with his gun now facing Augustine instead of Ashton. “You'll be sorry if you pull that trigger. I'll make sure her brain splatters all over this bloody place!" Augustine hissed. Celeste gasped loudly, “Daddy, please. Help me." Gabriel held up his hands. "Let my daughter do and we'll assume none of this ever happened.” "Not happening. We walked in here ready to kill my brother. What makes you think I'll let your daughter go so easily?” “Don't you dare hurt her!" Gabriel hissed. Augustine smiled, “I will. Unless you let me and Ashton