Daddy's Dynasty

Epilouge.

18 years later.
Maleah Stevenson.
"Our Grandfather killed our Dad?" True asked me for the seventh time.

"Yes, Son. He did." He replied.

"So our Dad did love you in the end?" Arissa asked.

"Yes, your father eventually admitted to loving me." I replied.

"Do you think that our Dad would be proud of us? We always try to make you proud, but what about him?" Arissa asked.

"You two are Stevensons. Talent runs through your veins. Your sisters are models, your cousin is a DJ, your Dad and Uncle were musical artists. You guys are talented too. You guys own 20% of R.Dynasty and I know that one day you will be amazing artists on the label too." I told them.

Allanis and Appollo Stevenson/\

True Stevenson/\

Arissa Stevenson/\

Maurice Brown Jr./\
After Michael and Maurice's death, I had no one and I wanted my children to have a sense of belonging. I built and rebuilt bridges with Adelaide and Eva, so that our children, who were all related, could grow up together. We ended up all living in the same house, in Calabasas, as one big and happy family.
True and Arissa are now seventeen, Maurice Jr. (Maurice's son) is eighteen and the twins, Apollo and Allanis are now twenty one.

After Michaels funeral, I got a letter from his solicitor. It was a letter that Michael wrote for me. He never knew he was going to die so soon, but he wrote this as a letter for when he did. I was shocked when I received it, as I always believed that he denied his feelings until the end. The letter only made me more heart broken. Here is what it read:

Dear Maleah,
A few weeks should have passed if you're reading this and have followed my instructions carefully. You should now be in your new home, getting ready for a new life. I'm so sorry that our time was cut short but things happen. Life happens.

There are a few things that I would like to say to you, that I would have said in person but a) I was too afraid , b) you would have been too emotional and c) you wouldn't have let me say it all out loud. You always were talkative.

So here it is. The million dollar check you got from my solicitor wasn't the full amount. Just a little gift. Just to help you through your first few weeks of not having me and looking after the kids. And to get you into this house.

When you have the time, take this back to my solicitor and he will give you the relevant documents, so that you can access the account he has set up for me in your name.

This account contains enough to buy somewhere nice to escape from and pay for you to expand your cosmetics brands.

Don't start to panic, or try to give it away- it's not enough for you to sit on your backside and do nothing, but it should buy you your freedom. A chance to discover life.

I'm not giving you this money so that you feel indebted to me, or as a memorial, but I'm giving it to because there isn't much that makes me happy in life, but you do.

Maleah, I am conscious that knowing me has caused you pain and grief and I hope that one day when you are less angry with me and less upset, that you will see that this isn't for selfish reasons, but for the reason that I want you to live a better life. A good life, better than what it was before you met me. Yes, you will feel uncomfortable in your new world for a bit, it always feels strange to be knocked out of your comfort zone. But I hope that you feel excited too. Your face when we first fucked showed me that, it showed me everything. You have hunger inside of you, Maleah. A sense of fearlessness. You just buried it, like the rest of us.

I'm not telling you to jump off of buildings, or to swim with whales, but I'm telling you to live boldly. Push yourself and our family. Don't settle. Wear that big head of yours with pride.

And if you do find another man, insisting on finding the perfect one too, keep some of this money for safe keeping, knowing that you have a chance for luxury one day.

So this is it. You are imprinted on my heart, Maleah. You were from the very first time you walked into my office, with your ridiculous attitude and tight skirts and inability to hide any of your emotions.

You changed my life more than this money will change yours. Don't think of me too often. I don't want you getting all sad.

Just live well.
Just 'live'.
Love, Micheal.

Michael taught me something too. Love is not always said through words. It is also said through actions. And sometimes, the feeling of love can overtake you so much that, words can't describe that. And that's when you start to carry the person you love, with you everywhere you go.

Love taught me to accept life.

And that's a wrap🎉🎉 it's crazy that we have finally came to an end 😩 this book means so much to me and I can't believe that it's over. I have a new Kyga book coming soon, so wait for that, but I'm going to take a short break from writing.

If there are any unanswered questions, please ask the, here❤️

Thank you all for the support. I love you guys.

Bye😘❤️