Chapter 39: Chapter 39

After the whole fiasco of Valace Strom ended the Waylons came to the light of the world.

Earlier the man who was declared dead by the whole world announced himself to not only be healthy and prosperous but also in a better shape and high power. Watching him smile with mirth dancing in his eyes was something nobody could ever dream of.

But there he was...Leonard Waylon with his arms around the petite waist of his wife Lilliana, meeting and mingling with new people as they threw a lavish party with such an extravagancy that it could bring shame to the monarchs and their queens.

But they had every reason to, not only their son had his deep dark roots beyond the eyes of the commoners but also build a successful business company as a cover converting all black money to legal resources.

With such power it was ironic that he had become much powerful than the president itself and the government ought to know but they had his support in much more ways than just his money so how come they would be able to offend him? It was impossible to make enemies with him and still carry on the large nation.

Either it was with him or behind him there was no ahead...there never existed such thing.

And as if this wasn't enough the man had the Russian princess as his girlfriend.

People were afraid, the Mafian empires felt agitated with his iron fist and his woman who ruled with the brain that would put their brilliant startegists to shame but they waited patiently, praying to god every single day that they seperated because none had the courage to offended since Ajax had passed a decree.

No matter who it was, even if his Queen would to be looked at the wrong way he would gauge their eyes out and slaughter their whole clan bestowing death and torment to each and every member leaving none.

He had offered truce, with gifts more precious than any of them could even afford to see. But those were not mere objects but a significance.

He would help in their time of need and in return they had to be loyal or accept direct war against him. They could choose any of it but they were to remain under his wings.

The insignia of falcon representing his mighty empire had now his sharp eyes everywhere and none were to escape his gaze.

But alas beside every utopian vision there lies reality. There were two attempts of assassination and maybe....maybe it was those which made people really stop and be wary.

The century old Mafia families were gone in a blink the next day, it was as if they never existed, never were there. their houses vandalized. Women and children were not even spared, all killed in cold blood.

But the truth was that they were thrown to remote areas of the villages to fend for themselves, they had never expected such kindness with the Devil himself and sweared their loyalty to him.

Maybe it was a simple house with no luxury, life was hard but having a peaceful life was what they never expected to be bestowed with. Their husbands have sold the enemies women to low level brothels so this was kind beyond comprehension.

But those were the things for only Ajax to know, others must fear his wrath and bow down. If he obtained all that by maintaining a facade of cruelty he would do it in a heartbeat.

Cally watched the people in the party sitting at the side, while people beside her chatter animatedly.

After Valace Strom was send to prison and the hurricane settled down Cally's eyes fell on the forest green of Ajax who was consoling his girl after the horrific war.

She had felt ashamed for assuming things about Alaina but now the jealousy she felt was almost ironic. She had once insulted Ajax on how ugly he was when he was in disguise as Ace.

The way karma works...the same man was now someone she could not even touch the shadow of.

In all the sense of the world he was way beyond anything... ethereal and majestic. She looked at Ryan who was beaming with happiness and dry chuckled pitying herself.

She never loved him, not even felt that spark but was attracted to his charm, alas he was still as handsome but his heart never lied with her and even if it did, Cally couldn't say that he was the most beautiful person she has seen, not anymore....Ajax was.

But even though she was a bitch, she knew her limits. Ajax loved Alaina like she was his world and Cally didn't had in her to destroy their relationship. She had made her bed made of thorns and now she had to lie on it.

Alaina could be anything but she had loved Ajax selflessly, feeling for him without seeing how he looked, she loved her savior and if he looked like that...the girl accepted it with joy and now how the universe had rewarded her for her pure heart....with a King, a person whom Cally couldn't even dream of having, so out of the reach of the likes of her and other women..he was solely hers.

It had been an year since everything and as soon as Alaina entered the Waylons domain...she had experienced paradise.

With a man who loved her beyond words could decipher, his family too doted on her.

Her words were law and people would not dare defy her. Even Dia Ajax's sister who wasn't too fond of Calliope bestowed Alaina with things rare and far beyond a common man's reach. She had Alaina placed on a pedestal in her heart and would grow raged if anybody tried to even back talk her.

Dia was quite unpredictable, wild and someone who couldn't be tamed but Alaina was someone she showered with love believing that the girl was their lucky charm and had brought nothing but happiness in their home.

Alaina even had her private quarters in their palace. Only Cally visited Liliana and found her to be graceful, polite and very kind to her but she soon realized that with Alaina she too was different.

Liliana opened up to her, talked to Alaina for hours and hours. She wanted Alaina to be her daughter in law as soon as possible. Maximus and Sandra Strom couldn't complain either, they were pretty satisfied with the love and support their daughter was showered with and were sure that Ajax would take care of her.

He always did.

And Ajax despite being an arrogant man full of pride and virtue treated Alaina's family as his own.

Not too loud neither too demanding he was like the calm sea that accepted their affections with utmost care and returned it with his warmth.

He was patient while everything, respecting them and listening to their thoughts and concerns about Alaina. He was never haughty trying to subdue them but understood that this was now his family too.

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Hundreds of people were talking softly in groups. Couples belonging to various high-class Noble families had their time of life while mingling and having the most expensive of wines available in almost all colours.

Golden crystal chandeliers handing from the ceiling covered the hall in a homey atmosphere while the humongous pillars sprouted fiery red tulips covering the adjacent walls in a pattern of falcon.

Among all the luxurious of the world was Nixon, a boy from Axiom academy right beside his father who was the business man from Brazil itself.

He found almost everything to be boring or rather not worthy of his precious time and couldn't understand why his father had decided to drag him here.

What was so special about this party? Yes it was much more packed and had imperial vibes but then again everyday somewhere or the other such party do happen so even if they were rich beyond comparison how did it effected him?

The answer was not at all.

His twirled the small glass of tequila, having it in one go as his father left his side for a minute for greeting an old friend.

Maybe he could leave before him.

He was about to go when he saw Alaina walking down the stairs, her beautiful swan fingers prettily wrapped around the large calloused hand of a man.

They walked in rythum as if a symphony was being created. The women eyes Alaina with jealousy while the men like Nixon eyed Ajax with envious eyes.

They sure looked like a match made in heaven but how come Alaina was here in Brazil? And that even with this godly specimen.

And hence a decision was taken, Nixon would wait till the time he could exchange some words with Alaina. She was so beautiful and he was none the less the son of such a big business man, it was certain that she wouldn't refuse to atleast befriend him if she refused his advances.