Binding Scars (Under construction)

Chapter 24

Two weeks later and Alison found herself staring at the mirror. Observing her entire being with not a single thought in mind.

"You ready?"

Neyra asked stepping into the closet, she turned to look at her softly smiled and nodded before following her out of the room. They were in London, for the first time since she's been someone important to Niles. He was introducing her to the cartel

Transcending down the stairs he watched her, the woman was just a goddess in every dress she wore. Her hair grew a length longer and eloped that feeling with him. The reason he had cut it in the first place, her innocence dancing in her eyes springing up a sense to be protective of her and be loyal to her. She was a gem too precious for the world.

She stopped at the bottom, her cherry lips half parted. Whether she was nervous or confused, she looked lethal on purpose without even trying. She was an obsession.

"Is it showing too much skin?" She asked.

"Yes." He replied.

"Should I change it?" She asked.

"I let you buy your own clothes and you bought the dress. Were you intending to keep it in the closet?"

He asked his eyes moving through every part of her body, every curve and finally her stomach. It wasn't growing, it didn't seem to have the intent to either. Maybe the belly was still new-

"Wear the dress, it's beautiful."

"Your cartel is made up of men.." she said causing him to chuckle, she had initially put on the dress why she was now against it?. Is it because she's pregnant?

"It's long and every piece of that brown fabric is holding on tightly, so it won't slip and fall. Greek goddesses dressed like this all the time, you're beautiful."

He assured, taking a step toward her.

" Don't worry about them, my gun is loaded." Then he smirked guiding her to the door.

They walked to the car and security detail multiplied were in cue as the car drove out.

"I need to talk to you about something." She said causing his heart to jump off his chest.

"Is it important?"

"I don't... know" she replied locking eyes with him.

He adjusted his tie breaking eye contact, he hasn't touched her since he found out. It was probably driving him crazy but he still couldn't bring himself to.

"Let's hear it." He said but she only glanced at him before looking at her hands.

"When we get back, it can wait."

The car came to a stop and he nodded at her before reaching over to kiss her forehead. Both their doors were opened simultaneously and like a little princess she felt herself to be handed over to a marriage she didn't want but had to have.

She stepped out and came to a stand right as Niles found his step by her side.

"Is the dress still okay?" He asked and she smiled.

"You didn't reap it off me, it's not entirely bad." She joked.

For as long as it was still on her and he wasn't out of control desiring to reap it off. She was good , she thought. It's just an open back thin cloth, that allowed her to walk around naked but yet dressed.

The imposing tower stood 40 stories tall, its black glass walls reflecting the city's dark skies.  It's sharp edges and angular lines gave it a menacing presence. Steel beams supported the structure, resembling skeletal fingers. Whatever was inside felt sinister in the hour as the darkened sky that promised rain.

As they made their way in finding their steps into a certain boardroom on the 20th floor. An eerie silence filled the space, punctuated by distant whispers.

They went into the boardroom. Which had a polished mahogany table that seemed to stretch endlessly. The men stood on their feet looking at them in their numbers. She cast her eyes ever so briefly while walking in to notice the floor-to-ceiling windows, high-backed leather chairs loomed that cast long shadows , but darkness gathered outside, mirroring the tension within.

Her eyes found Killian first, then Mateo before she found her seat besides the man leading the army.

"Good evening." Niles said looking at them drooling over the woman beside him. He spared a glance to see her comfortability. He cast his eyes back and the table and folded his arms glancing at his watch.

"30 seconds matter of fact 5 and if I find anyone of you eye fucking my wife again I'll kill you. 3."

They cleared their throats, fixed postures and some drank water.

" Let's start, this is a copy of our marriage certificate." He passed the single paper to the person next to him, then looked at Allison.

"This is Allison Alexandra, the lady of the house. We're officially married, there were no objections before and if there are now. Forever hold your peace."

He uttered, the soft quiet voice long departed.

"I strongly believe you have nothing to ask her, if you do. Write a mail to our home address and expect a reply sometime next year." He added paging through the documents.

The silence vexing him, he pulled his gun and placed it on the table then ran his eyes across the table.

"How did you meet?"
Someone asked, the tight grab on Niles hand made him to look up at the person then at her.

"Did you not hear me?" He asked.

"I'm just curious Alexandra, she's orderly familiar."

" I worked in my father's company for a while, it was an IT company."

"Right you're the first daughter right?"

He asked and she nodded.

"My, those eyes. How can I forget those...eyes."

His sentence ran over her like cold water being poured on her back.

"How did you meet?" Killian asked disturbing the interaction.

"I was having coffee and he threw a card on my table."

She replied raising an eyebrow, Killian smirked drawing back on his seat.

"And?"

"Well he called me beautiful and told me to spend all the money he has. I thought he was some idiot prodigal spending money he was loaned just to impress a girl. I took his card and threw it in the fish tank. I didn't think I'd see him again but here we are."

Killian looked impress, his eyes burnt with compassion and Niles stared at him longer.

"I'm Killian Augusta, this is Simone the Browns heir, his father and uncle, the family of the old traditions Hyrens and that fuck is Blanco."

She didn't reply but observed her eyes to the people being introduced to her. Her eyes settled on Blanco, he had been the man to question her earlier. He seemed to know more of her than anyone else in the table. Perhaps it was what Killian had meant, everyone was watching.

"Now that, that's out of the way." Mr Alexandra started.

Niles and Allison spared a seconds glance at each other. She pushed her hair out of her face tucking it behind her ear before meeting eyes with Blanco again, who hadn't stopped glancing between them though he was studying the pair.

"I Matteo Alexandra officially pass off my seat to my son, Niles Alexandra. The table to be the witness that I pass on the seat and position to my son and his wife, thereon marking the beginning of a new era under the third generation of my family lineage."

Thereon it was done, Niles had achieved his goal.