Xavier sat in his office, still distracted with thoughts of Leila and his vivid dream "...so you would like me to hack into the Williams Residence CCTV footage..is that correct sir?" Mr Kim asked him, cutting into his line of thought.

"yes..is that going to be a problem..?" Xavier replied sarcastically

"no..no it most certainly won't...I'm sure though the Williams residence has state of the art security network installed.." Mr Kim said pondering aloud

"and that is exactly why the Royal corporation spends so much on their research and development...is it not so..?"

Mr Kim smiled. "it most certainly is...will there be anything else I can assist you in...or can we get on with the weekly report sir?"

".......yes let's get on with the report.." Xavier replied sighing and straightening himself in his chair, he wanted to give this part of his meeting his undivided attention.

Generally speaking he liked Mr Kim, because of all the various absurd things that Xavier had ever asked his secretary to do for him over the years....he had never shown any dismay....he always maintained the highest level of professionalism, which Xavier came to greatly admire in his staff.

Clearing his throat, Mr Kim began "..the new developments are that it seems Ms Adams is on the search for a job .."

"A job?"

"yes it would appear so...she has been on many search feeds trying to look for various positions, they vary from communal non skilled to administrative ones.."

"aha...get her a job Mr Kim...but be sure to make it look...like a 'real job' ..? If you get what I'm saying..?"

"yes..I certainly will do that Sir.." Mr kim said making note on his ipad, "is there any particular kind of job you would like her to do...?" he asked, not looking up. Xavier thought about it, "er..no...whatever she wants to do is fine..". Mr Kim made a note next to the bullet point he had created "Also...You're Uncle is back in town..he came back last night.." Mr Kim continued, without looking up

Xavier froze, His uncle..his only living relative and guardian was back ? "What...when did he get back? So where is he...and why didn't he come home..?" Xavier asked curiously

"He got back last night...He mentioned that he had some personal things to sort out....he is expected to arrive later this evening ...." Mr Kim stated. Xavier pondered on this new information, "....personal things he said..? What personal things?" Xavier asked out loud

"Would you like me to find out Sir?" Mr Kim asked politely

"No..no leave it.." Xavier said, it wouldn't help if his uncle thought Xavier was spying on him...and although he was the sole heir to the Royal empire, he knew all too well that some of the staff were more loyal to his Uncle then to him...the word that Xavier was trying to snoop on his personal business would all too easily make its way back to him. Xavier would have to use alternative means...

"That will be all for today Kim.." Xavier said,

Mr kim got up from the office seat, and with a small bow, left Xavier's office.

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Miss Judy got out of her old blue datsun, she turned around to check if she had parked right. She was still within the 2 parking lines although her car was a little bit skew. She put her grey coat on, and walked across the road to her apartment. She could hear the guys who hang around in the neighbourhood already whistling and cat calling her, she pretended not to hear them as she quickly crossed the road straightening her extra large glasses across her face to get a better view. With her new job at Royal high School, she could really afford a better place to stay....maybe in a few months when she has saved enough for a deposit she could start looking...lost in thought she turned the key into the door, and heard the familiar clucking sound.

Getting in, she switched on the lights, and turned around to close the doors. She took off her coat, making her way to the small kitchen turning on the kettle.

"Hello Judy.." came a calm male voice from further in the apartment

"Aaarghhh!" Ms Judy screamed, dropping her cup onto the floor

She meekly turned around the corner to see him sitting on her old second hand couch. Oh shit. How did he find her there, should she make a run for it now...or is it too late already? Dressed in a formal crisp blue over coat and suit, and his braided hair styled into a sleek ponytail the arrogance of wealth etched across his whole body.

"Marcus....how did you find me...?" she asked nervously fixing her too-big-for-her-face glasses and walking in slowly into the lounge.

He smiled at her, "did you momentarily forget who I am..?" asking arrogantly

"can I ever forget that.."

'you've been hiding from me.."

"no...I've just been living my life...."

"is it mine Judy..?" he asked, his cold eyes boring into hers.

Ms Judy froze. How could he have known when she went through so much pain staking efforts to not leave any trails behind ? "What are you talking about?"

"Judy..let's not play childish games...we are both adults here..is it mine.."

Ms Judy composed herself, taking in a deep breath, and again fixing her large glasses, swallowing she replied with fake bravado "it's mine...It has nothing to do with the Johnston family whatsoever...." She responded

Marcus smiled "so it is mine.."

"I didn't say that !"

"you didn't have to.."

Ms Judy put her hand in her face, taking in a deep breathe..this isn't exactly how the scenario had played out in her mind " Listen Marcus...I'm really tiered...id like it if you left.."

Marcus stared at her in his cold unwavering stare "Will you be keeping it..?"

"I haven't decided yet."

"I don't seem to think so...in fact ...you've been having regular checkup's is that not so..?"

"have you been spying on me?"

"always.." he said with an intensity that Ms Judy couldn't understand.

Ms Judy looked at his handsome face in dismay "can you leave now please..."

"there's nowhere for you to hide from me Judy...I'd find you wherever you would go...and also its my right to know...I am the father..and that child will be the rightful heir to the royal conglomerate.."

"Oh...so all of a sudden now this child is good enough for you? Is that it? The child is good enough for you...but not the mother?"

"I never said you weren't good enough.."

Exasperated, Judy sighed "Uh huh...is that why you had to always hide me from everyone? You know what ..? I'm done hiding ! ....and I don't need someone whose ashamed of me...I get it...I may not be "in the class of women" that YOU seem to think you deserve..but you know what...I'm sure as hell a dam good person...and that may not mean anything in your world..but it sure as hell does to me !" Judy shuddered, she had no idea where all of that came out....must be the hormones, she had never once spoken to Marcus in that way before.

Marcus stared at her in surprise, a small smile creeping up on his face "What's gotten into you..?"

"What's gotten into me is that I'm DONE. I'm no longer going to put up being your doll toy..that you can just come any time around, when you want to play with her.....Good bye Marcus" Judy replied, holding the door open for Marcus. Marcus stood still for a while, and then got up slowly. His humongous frame stopping when he was near to Judy "You're going to regret this for the rest of your life Judy.." he bent down to whisper in her ear

"trust me...I already have too many regrets..." she said, not looking at him.

"Who do you think got you your new Job?" He asked , a malicious smile creeping across his face again

There it was...the vicious side of him always had a way of creeping out, whenever he didn't get his way "I never asked you to do anything.." Judy replied coldly.

"No but you didn't reject the job either.."

"I didn't reject the job because I am a dam good teacher Marcus ! And yes Royal high even though owned by the Johnston family, is still a pinnacle of good education! It had nothing to do with you! I applied fair and square..."

"....fair and square? The principle was instructed to appoint only you Judy.."

"Like I said, I had nothing to do with that...if that is what you decided to do...well then that was entirely up to you.." Judy held her ground crossing her arms tightly across her chest, she won't be moved by his insinuations and threats anymore, she had a child to think about after all.

"don't do anything you will come to regret later Judy. I'm telling you for the last time..."

" Good Bye Marcus.." she said coldly

Marcus walked, and Judy closed the door collapsing on the other side with a wave of tears and anger. She imagined she could have told him differently, she imagined he would have had a different reaction...maybe happy even..? But no of course, she needed to come to terms with who Marcus Johnston was...and not who she thought Marcus could be.

She took out her phone, dialing a number she knew would make her feel better.

"Can we meet for coffee..?" she asked through her tears.

"Oh my sweet bubu ..yes of course sure...ill be right over.." came the voice at the other end

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Xavier hadn't left his office since he got the link into the William's residence CCTV footage, the feed had been placed onto his big screen TV in his office, and yes...he had to admit it was a little bit creepy, but it was a temptation he just couldn't resist.

He scanned through the various footage of her, and the more he saw it, the greater the feeling of having to actually see her became persistent.

Xavier sighed thinking about actually going to see her. Sneaking into the Williams residence wasn't going to be a problem, because he and Zach had been doing that since they were kids, in fact he would go as far as saying that apart from Zach he was probably the only other person who knew the entire residence in and out, every nook and cranny, probably even better than their security personnel.

But that was where the conflict lied....this was a job for Cut Throat...and not for Xavier, for one, Cut throat was conspicuous, and if by any chance she were to ever see him...she wouldn't recognize Cut Throat.

And Xavier knew he had lost the battle to reason, because he was already in the shower, using the face primer cleaning soap to wash up all his tattoo coverage. Tonight he would let Cut Throat loose...

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Cut Throat got out of the shower, and looked at the reflection with a little bit of adrenaline, an adrenaline that surprisingly had nothing to do with what reflected back to him, it was purely based on him being able to see her. He quickly dressed into a slim suit, and put on the black mask across his mouth and his black leather gloves on.

Before he knew it, he was in his Aston Martin driving at too fast a speed to reach his destination. He hid his Aston Martin near a bunch of trees that were strategically placed there by Zach and him in their younger days, so they could always hide their getaway cars. Cut throat, looked at the familiar area, realizing that it still looked very well maintained.

Nearby was a manhole, which when opened revealed a deep set of stairs. Cut throat quickly got into the manhole closing the lid. He smiled to himself, sure he hadn't used this route in some years, but honestly he could do this in his sleep, it seemed nothing had changed much, and Zach kept everything just the same. And as though it were second nature to him, Cut Throat zig zagged his way through the maze like structure of the man hole, till he saw a familiar steep tunnel which he climbed through with ease, getting out at one of the old entrances to the William's mansion.

Cut Throat wasn't known as the best C40 for nothing, he was perfectly at ease timing, dodging the various CCTV cameras placed all around the Williams mansion (and there were several security features which the naked eye wouldn't even be able to detect), till he was finally climbing up the wall to what he assumed should be Leila's floor, he could see lights on in one of the balcony's and the large aluminum windows were left ajar, with the white curtains gently rippling with the wind. Cut Throat easily jumped from one balcony to the next without making a sound till he reached that one.

"Okay Dylan....Did Aunt Margot say that? ...I can't believe it..she's so cruel..okay look don't worry about it..I..I'm currently looking fo..for a job...so I..I..should b-be able to help.." Leila said

Cut Throat froze, placing his back onto the wall quickly, she was just by the window.

"uh huh...okay...you too ..take care...love you lots.." Leila said, walking away from the window. Cut Throat turned slightly to get a better view, he could see she had thrown her phone onto the bed, and opened her cupboard getting a towel and bottle of lotion out, she tied her hair up in bun, and walked off into the bathroom humming to herself.

Cut Throat looked more closely at her room, and then he saw something that made his heart freeze, there lying on her bed was what looked like a diary. Suddenly Leila appeared back into the room from nowhere, and Cut throat immediately pushed his back against the balcony wall.

"er...hmm.....swear I saw something from the corner of my eye...?" Leila mumbled to herself, she walked to the balcony and peered out curiously, Cut throat could see her, she had changed into a towel. Leila turned around the other side "hmm...strange..you are just seeing things Leila.." she whispered out loud to herself and went back into her room.

Cut throat sighed in relief that was a close one, ordinarily Cut Throat isn't one to get sidetracked...but of course, ordinarily cut throat doesn't go on missions to stalk girls, he thought to himself.

He waited at the balcony for a few minutes to make sure Leila wasn't going to come back out, and then silently he entered her room, walking towards her diary,

Cut throat bent down to pick it up, about to open it when he suddenly felt someone small standing behind him, with something poking into his back

"I knew I felt someone lingering around...I caught you...don't move thief! I...I...I've go-go-got a g-g-gun at you-you're back.." she stuttered

Cut throat knew all about guns, and he especially knew what it felt like to have one jammed into him.....and that definitely didn't feel like one, he turned a fraction of an angle and could see in the mirror directly opposite them that Leila was dripping wet in her towel, and she had a hair brush jammed into his back. He had to act fast because there was no way he would allow her to see Cut throat....