Chapter 125 - Ginger Head

The private jet belonging to Levinson's Corp., landed on the runway. 

Blake was leaning against a black Maybach, his eyes were set on the couple walking down a flight of stairs, their figures interlaced. 

"Hey." He greeted Adam before turning to face Stella. "I apologise for ruining your trip, but it was urgent." He gave her a side hug.

"I know, or else you wouldn't have dared to interrupt us." She gave him a cheeky smile in return.

Blake shook his head and opened the backseat door for her. 

The trio settled in the car as the staff loaded their suitcases in the back of the car. 

"Where's Lillian?" Stella asked him as soon as the car drove away. 

"She's resting at home." Blake replied looking at her through the rear view mirror. He was sitting in the front passenger seat while Adam sat next to Stella at the back. 

Stella looked at the driver and recognized him right away. It was the same guy she threatened and ran away when she visited the club last time.

"She wanted to come with me but she was too tired to even move. I had to threaten her to make her stay back and rest." Blake continued, bringing her out of her thoughts.

"Ohh!!! What did you threaten her with?" Stella's curiosity was piqued. 'What could make Lillian give in so easily?'

"Nothing much. I just told her that she won't be getting any sex for a week if she didn't rest." Blake replied casually, making Stella choke on her own saliva.

"Y-y-you…." Stella tried to retort back, but couldn't think of anything. 

"What? You are the one who asked me." Blake added with a nonchalant expression. 

"How am I supposed to know that you blackmailed her with… that?" Stella retorted, narrowing her eyes at him.

While these two were busy bickering like kids, Adam was gazing out though the tinted window. A number of thoughts were going through his mind, especially a particular one. He didn't want to do that. He didn't want to walk down that path, but it seemed that it was the only way he could protect Stella. 

His eyes turned towards his side, landing on her. She was busy arguing with Blake. 

Stella felt a pair of eyes boring into her. She could tell who they belonged to without even looking. 

"Is there something on my face?" She asked, turning her face towards him. 

Adam shook his head sideways as he patted the top of her head, earning a pout from her. 

Adam placed a soft kiss on her pouty lips. 

"Come here." He asked her as he grabbed her elbow, tugging her towards himself. 

Stella complied and snuggled into his chest. 

The rest of the drive was spent in silence as the car headed towards its destination.

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On the same runway, another private jet landed after an hour. 

A tall, lean man clad in a navy blue office suit, stepped out. His slightly curled ginger hair, stood out under the bright sunlight. His fair, smooth skin could even put girls to shame. His sharp jawline could even cut through a paper. His ocean blue eyes were hidden behind a pair of black shades. 

Two bulky man, who were dressed in black suits, followed him quietly, their sharp eyes taking in their surroundings. 

The ginger head settled in a black Audi SUV which was parked on the runway. His bodyguards settled in the car next to it before the two cars left the runway.

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"What are you going to do now?" Blake asked Adam with a worried expression.

Both of them were in his study while Stella was taking a warm shower to wash off her tiredness.

"There's only one way." Adam replied, lost in his own thoughts.

"You are not talking about that?" Blake asked him once again. He had a hunch about what might Adam be referring to, but he wished to be wrong.

"I can not protect her if I don't have the power. Whoever is behind all of this, isn't a simple man." Adam replied, proving his suspicion right. " I need to be strong enough first before bringing him down. And for that, I need to return back to that world." 

"But Adam, you guys won't be safe anymore. You know the amount of attention it draws." Blake tried to coax him.

"Dad stepped down from the throne when he was my age, he did it for Mom. But look what happened in the end, he was murdered." Adam's lips curled up in a sad smile. "I don't have any other choice but to step up and claim it back. It belongs to me anyways. I have to do that for her Blake. I have to do that for our future."

Blake heaved a tired sigh. "You don't have to claim anything. It was yours to begin with, still is."