#drakewalker

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Song Inspiration:

You Know That I Want To - George Michael

Panic is the thief of progress. It strangles, isolates, muddles and terrifies the inflicted. Fight or Flight? Try frozen yet frenzied. Drake's mind screamed DO SOMETHING! But his feet wouldn't move. Closing his eyes he still saw Kate walk away and disappear into the crowd.

Ding, Ding! Went the bell on the reception desk in the lobby snapping him back to reality. The iron bands that constricted his ribs loosened as he sucked in a deep breath and opened his eyes. Pay the bill, and go find her damnit.

Jack was still nowhere in sight. In his head he tried to calculate the cost of dinner, but drew a blank. With shaking hands he took out his wallet, his pulse throbbing in his ears. He plucked out a few bills and looked at them, then biting his lip pulled them all out. Shoving his wallet back in his pocket, he tucked the stack of cash under the edge of the plate. Now go, Stupid.

Scrubbing his hand down his face, Drake steadied himself with another deep breath in and out before running out to the lobby. Dodging his way around another rolling luggage cart, his slippery dress shoes lost their grip and he slid awkwardly before colliding with the concierge desk.

The contents of the desk jumped and Veronica gasped as she scrambled to prevent everything from crashing to the floor, "Woah, watch where you're going."

"S..sorry. Um, the La - ..I mean the Men's Room, where would I find it?" He huffed, his eyes searching the lobby for any sign of Kate.

Veronica stood up and directed him, "Down that way, Mr. Walker. Near the elevat-..."

"Thanks," he nodded and then ran off before she could finish.

"But wait...," Veronica insisted, going unheard by Drake as he turned the corner.

Down the darkly panelled corridor he frantically scanned the various doors he saw until he found the two marked as bathrooms. Could Kate still be in there?

Shifting a nervous glance over his shoulder he hesitated and then pushed the Ladies door open a crack and called out, "Kate?"

No answer.

He stuck his head in the door to take a peek. He paused, listening. But the place seemed empty.

Fuck.

Reaching into his jacket pocket he found his phone. He picked Kate out of his contacts and stabbed the dial icon with his thumb. Holding his phone up to his ear he listened to it ring twice and then it went to voicemail.

"Hey, it's Kate...You know what to do....leave a message and stuff... *beep*.."

Hearing her happy recorded voice caught Drake off guard and he didn't know what to say...the hiss of the phone line dragged out and then he blurted, "Uhh, shit....Kate? I'm sorry. Where'd you go? Call me, it's Drake."

He hung up and then tucked his phone away. Did she really leave the hotel and take the subway home? Should he just take the car to Queens? The car was waiting outside, but he didn't know the address. Fuck, now what?

Heading back to the concierge desk, he saw the takeout container. A guy was standing next to the luggage cart as well, waiting to take their bags out to the car.

Drake asked Veronica, "My girlfriend, have you seen her? Please tell me she hasn't left the hotel without me."

Veronica sighed, "That's what I was trying to tell you. She said that she needed some fresh air, and to tell you she'd be waiting for you outside."

Drake opened the takeout box to confirm it held cake. Which it did.

"Thanks, Veronica. You're a lifesaver. Here."

He reached over the edge of the desk and handed the box of cake to the desk agent.  "For putting up with me. Take it, please. You've earned it."

She accepted the cake, "Thanks. Now you better go, she seemed pretty upset."

...

Standing at the corner of W 58th and 6th Avenue, Kate shivered.  The breeze coming down 58th swept her hair into her face, and it stuck to where her skin was damp.

Swiping it away she tried tucking it behind her ear, but the wind plucked it free again.

The crossing sign at the intersection had already indicated it was safe to cross twice, but she couldn't bring herself to step into the street. In the luggage store to her left the shop keeper was pulling  his doors shut for the evening. He had been throwing her curious glances for the past few minutes.

She wasn't really dressed to go shopping, and hadn't shown any interest in the suitcases he had on display in his window.

Litter blew across the street from the trash can on the opposite corner, and Kate shook it off her ankle as it caught up to her.

"Ew, no. Get off, get off," she protested in disgust. 

As mad as she was, she needed to go back. Turning around to head back to the hotel, she gave herself a mental shake.

Stupid, stupid, stupid...

I don't even have my Metro Pass with me.  There's a perfectly warm car waiting to take me home. I should be able to suffer sitting next to Drake that long. Why does he enjoy conflict so much? It's like he finds an itch and won't stop scratching until it bleeds.

Hugging her clutch to herself and rubbing her other arm she tried to keep herself warm as she walked. Feet aching in her high heels, she cursed the uneven concrete because it slowed her down

....

With the porter following closely behind, Drake exited the hotel and stepped out onto the sidewalk. A black Mercedes wagon was parked out front. A man in a black polo shirt and pants was leaning against the back fender and looking down at his phone. He looked up when he saw Drake approaching and reached into his pocket. The trunk latch thumped open and then lifted. He stepped up onto the curb.

"Are you Mr. Walker?"

Drake was looking up and down the sidewalk, wondering why he couldn't see Kate.

"Uh ..yeah. You didn't happen to see a woman in a black dress exit the hotel did you?"

With his phone in his hand the guy indicated toward the corner of 6th Avenue. "Yeah, she went that way."

Already a few steps into his run, Drake's shout of 'Thanks' was carried back over his shoulder by the wind.

Please, please, please... don't let me be too late. I can't lose her again.

...

Blinking back fresh tears and sniffing the snot back into her nose, each painful step made her regret leaving. Stubborn determination drew her forward, while aching ankles and brittle toes were screaming at her to stop.

Drake skidded as he turned the corner, almost falling into the street.  The honk of a driver in the intersection made him and Kate both look up as they collided on the sidewalk. With a gasp of surprise, Kate was caught by Drake's arms.

Chest heaving, he braced himself to steady them both. She looked up, relief spreading across her face. "Oh thank goodness, my feet are killing me."

Reaching up to wipe the tears and damp hair from her cheek, he leaned in to kiss her on the forehead.

"Don't worry, I've got you," he whispered.

Turning to place his arm around her back, he led her toward the car. She hunched her shoulders, and leaned heavily against him. Their progress was slow and he heard Kate hiss and flinch as she stumbled and stepped out of her shoe.

"Ow, sorry..stupid shoe." She whimpered.

Catching her with his arm he held her up. "Oh, shit. Let me help."

Crouching down he straightened the shoe and then looked up at her as she stepped back into it.

"How do you walk in these?"

She shrugged, "Usually just fine, but it's cold out here and my feet are freezing."

"The rest of you must be freezing too," he said.

Standing back up he pulled off his jacket and draped it around her shoulders. Kate held it closed around herself, enveloping herself in his body heat.

Shaking her head, she stepped back out of her shoes and then bent down to pick them up. "Fuck the shoes, my feet hurt too much."

"Well in that case," Drake muttered as he bent down and scooped her up in his arms. "You're not taking another step until I get you home."

As he carried her back toward the car, "Are you going to run away from me every time you're upset? This damsel in distress thing is getting to be a little much."

Kate smacked him with her shoes, "Well stop giving me a reason to."

When they reached the car, Drake spoke to the driver who was putting their bags in the trunk. "Sorry I couldn't help. I have my hands full. I didn't catch your name."

He closed the trunk, "Murray, my name's Murray."

"If you could get the door for me Murray, I think it's time we got underway."

"Certainly, sir."

Murray stepped around them and then opened the back door. Drake sat Kate down on the ground and then she climbed into the backseat.

After shuffling across the seat she tossed her shoes onto the floor.

Drake followed and then closed the door behind him. They watched Murray circle the hood and then get into the driver's seat. 

Kate glanced around the car, taking in the leather trimmed features and the panoramic sun roof. "This is nice," she whispered with a smile.

Drake nodded, reaching up to pull his seatbelt across, "Don't forget to buckle up."

Tucking her arms into the sleeves of his jacket, Kate buckled up too. Drake couldn't help but chuckle at how cute she looked, "The jacket suits you. How does it fit?"

Pulling her hands back into the sleeves she hugged herself, "It's cozy, warm and smells like you. So it's perfect."

Murray cleared his throat to get their attention, "So where can I take you folks?"

"4575 57th Street, Queens." Kate answered.

Murray punched the information into his GPS, and then started the car.

Drake leaned forward and tapped the seat in front of him to get Murray's attention, "How long of a drive is it?"

Looking at the screen Murray answered, "With the current traffic, about 25 minutes."

"Is there any way you could make the drive longer?"

Kate poked Drake on the arm, "You're not getting anything from me until we get back to the apartment, and only if you behave. Just follow the best route, Murray."

Murray grinned as he saw Drake's look of disappointment in his rearview mirror. "Yes, Ma'am."

Drake leaned over to Kate, keeping his voice low, "25 minutes is plenty of time to start something."

Kate shot him a look, and murmured, "Yes, but hardly enough time to start anything good."

"Challenge accepted," he replied.

Glancing at the back of the seat in front of her and then over at Drake, she shook her head.

"But what about Murray?"

As they pulled up to a stop light, Drake unbuckled his seatbelt and then moved over closer to Kate. "What are you doing?" She hissed.

Reaching across her body he tucked his hand into the front of the jacket, Kate gasped as his hand slid across her breast and then he pulled his phone out of the inside pocket.

As he moved back to the other side of the seat and buckled his belt again she shook her head. "You could have asked."

Unlocking his phone he smirked down at the screen, "But where's the fun in that?"

Kate's phone made a chirping sound in her purse. "Seriously?"

"Are you going to answer that? Could be important." Drake gave her side-eye as he tapped on his screen.

Turning the sound down on his phone, Drake anticipated her response.

Pulling her phone out of her purse, she unlocked it and saw that she had a voicemail notification and a text message waiting. "Somebody called me."

Drake shook his head, "That was just me, nevermind."

With a sigh she opened up her text message instead.

.:Drake: Don't worry about Murray. We can keep everything private and he'll never know.

Pulling her arms out of the sleeves of the jacket she let it surround her like a cocoon instead. This made it easier to text him back.

.:Kate: Quit being so weird. Can't whatever you have in mind just wait until we're alone?

Setting his phone down on the seat he turned his head slowly and let his gaze wander up her bare legs, past the jacket she had strangled by the seatbelt, and then across her bare shoulders and chest to rest on her face. He snaked his hand across the seat between them and pushed the button on her seatbelt.

She caught the belt before it could fully retract, hooking her arm through it. She shook her head again at his brazen behaviour. Tapping on her phone screen she sent him a message, and then pointed at his phone to indicate he should answer it.

With a smirk he picked it up.

.:Kate: What are you trying to do, get us kicked out? Please tell me this isn't your attempt to start something naughty in full view of the driver.

Drake grinned and then tapped back.

.:Drake: I have a plan. Slide over to the center of the seat, and pretend you're sleepy. Use my jacket as a blanket and rest your head on my shoulder and make like you need to take a nap.

Kate looked him up and down like he was crazy.

.:Kate: Are you insane?

.:Drake: I bet I could get you off before we pull up to your apartment. Without Murray noticing.  If I fail, I'll pay you back by doing two Karaoke songs instead of one.

Her mouth dropped open as she looked across at him. He quirked an eyebrow. Well?

Kate looked out the window to see where they were. With the way that traffic was moving she figured that they were only about ten minutes away.  Pretending to yawn she slipped out of the jacket.

Drake stretched his arm along the back of the seat, beckoning to her with his fingers. At the next turn in the road Kate moved over next to Drake covering her mouth to hide a yawn. His arm wrapped around her shoulders as she snuggled into him and closed her eyes. Using his other hand he used the jacket to cover them both. Turning his head he kissed her on the forehead and whispered into her hair. "That's it, just rest now. We'll be home soon."

Drake's eyes met Murray's in the rearview mirror, "The wine has caught up to her I'm afraid. Can you alter our route a little, please? So that she can sleep it off. I would hate to see her get car sick."

Murray's eyes went wide and he looked over his shoulder. "She better not get sick in my car. Why don't I pull over on a side street for a half hour or so. I could use a smoke break anyway. I'll go for a walk or something, and then come back. Just stay with the car, ok?"

Giving Kate a reassuring squeeze, Drake smiled back at Murray. "That would be great. Why don't I text you when she wakes? And this way if she does get sick I can take her outside."

"Deal," Murray agreed.

Kate cracked an eye open and whispered to Drake, "How did you know that would work?"

Leaning in close he said, "I didn't."

Underneath the cover of the jacket Kate tucked her hand down into the inside of Drake's thigh, her fingers following his body heat upward until she reached his groin. He leaned his cheek against the top of her head and mumbled, "Easy there, Kate. That wasn't part of the plan."

Ignoring him, Kate pretended to be asleep while her hand moved up and then squeezed down in between his belly and his belt. Drake tried to focus on the scenery outside his window, but it was becoming difficult for him to sit still. Tucking his hand under the jacket he undid his belt and the button on his pants.  Clenching his jaw to stay quiet, he traced the fingers of his other hand across Kate's shoulder and caressed the back of her neck. He wanted to turn his head away from the window and give her a kiss, but Murray would catch on to what they were doing.

The Mercedes turned left onto 49th and Murray spoke up, "We're on 49th, now. I'll take Skillman and then turn onto 50th."

"Mmhm," Drake responded, having no clue where they were. Kate now had her hand inside his underwear. He slid his hand up under her hair and grabbed a handful. She whispered, "You like that, hmm? When I touch you."

Murray pulled the car into a bank parking lot and found a spot at the far end of the building.

"Here we are. It looks like the bank is closed for the day. I'll go catch that smoke. Just text me when you're finished, and don't leave a mess on the seat."

Kate and Drake looked at each other as Murray got out of the car.

"Busted," she giggled.

Pulling her in, he mumbled against her mouth between kisses, "Mmhm, does this mean... that... Nnng... You're not.. mad ..at me...oh god, just like that..... Anymore?"

Pushing her hair aside he moved down from her mouth to kissing her neck.

"Well," she breathed and gasped as his stubble scratched at her skin. "My hand is in your pants, which puts you in a very vulnerable...state. I think you'd be the first to know if I was still mad at you."

He groaned as her stroking became more intense, "I guess..I w...would."

Turning his head he looked left and right through the car windows. "I'm not sure where Murray went. But I'm suddenly worried about how public this place is."

Kneeling on the seat, Kate leaned in to whisper in his ear. "Do you want me to stop?"

Tipping his head back against the seat he pulled her in for another kiss. "As good as this feels, I don't want to get caught. So yes, you better stop."

Pulling her hand back out, Kate watched him make adjustments and then tuck in his shirt. He left his pants and belt undone and folded the jacket across his lap.

With a flush still warming her cheeks, Kate moved back to her side of the backseat. "I'm sorry for messing up your plan. But would you believe that was just as arousing for me?"

Looking up from his phone, Drake's eyebrows lifted as he smiled, "Oh, really? I didn't even touch you."

Kate leaned forward to put her shoes back on, and then sat back in her seat. Using her clean hand she combed her fingers through her hair to fix it. Drake was still staring at her.

"What? Is it so hard to believe that I could have enjoyed what I was doing as much as you did?"

Drake leaned over to caress the outside of her thigh with the tips of his fingers. "Based on your efforts alone? Oh, I believe it. But I need more proof."

"Proof. As in..."

Biting his lip with a mischievous smirk, he slid the hem of her dress up her lap. "Just how damp are those lacy panties of yours?"

She pushed the skirt of her dress back down and brushed his hand away, "If you really want to know. I'll give them to you. But not here."

"Alright then. But you don't need to hand them over. I was only kidding. I just wanted to feel for myself."

Kate crossed her legs, holding her purse against her lap. "Uh huh, and I see Murray on his way over. So there will be no feeling up of anything right now."

Drake buckled up his seatbelt, "Later then."

Murray opened up the driver's door and peeked into the car at his passengers, "You two look rather composed compared to how I left you. So I guess we're ready to continue on to our destination?"

New York 

"Liam needs me, it's a big night, so Maxwell told me Liam has met someone he spent a lot of time with  while he was here."

"Yeah Drake told me about her, but do you think he's over Riley?"

"The way Max tells it he is, he said has the same look for Mia he used to have for Riley.

"Oh interesting but what about the situation?

"That's not our place, but thank you for being there for her, I love you."

"I love you too Olivia."  He pulled her close and showered her with soft kisses 

"Leo, you'll  make me late." I need to Shower and get dressed."

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Cordonia

Liam spent most of his day in meetings. He made it back to his quarters at 3pm, he knew Mia would be up around 7am to get ready for work.

She answered on the second ring. ”Hello beautiful, how is your morning going?"

“It’s okay I just really miss you a lot, "  I was just having coffee and doing a little online grocery shopping before work." Liam hit the FaceTime button

I miss you too, my love. I've closed the deal I was working on, so after this fundraiser, I can come visit for a few days. I know you have work and you planned to come here in 2 weeks." A  knock on his door. "My love someone is at my door, can you hold for a moment."

"Sure."

“My son, we need to talk."

“Okay father give me a minute I was on a call, I’ll be right back."

“My love It’s my father he needs to talk with me, I’ll call you when you get off work.( Kisses)

" Okay lo, I mean kisses talk to you later." Oh boy I almost told him I love him, good save I hope, you know it's too soon for that she said to herself.

"Yes Father?"

"May I come in?"

"Sure father" 

"Son, you know I'm  getting up in age, it's time I stepped down."

"When?"

"At the end of the next social season, William, I need you to find a wife. Madeleine is my first choice,  but I can understand you looking elsewhere, but to reality secure that you choose a good queen,Princess Francine Hassan of Morocco, or Princess  Alana of Norway, either woman would be a wonderful choice for Cordonia for different reasons and I met the princess of Norway she's so beautiful."

 "Father, I will not be in some loveless marriage or marry for Cordonia, I will find my own wife, someone I love and care about."

"All I have ever tried to do is protect you, from getting hurt, from experiencing the pain I was caused when someone took your mother, the only woman I've ever loved away from me, you are all I have left of her. 

He felt bad for his father, but he still wanted love and if he was granted a second chance, he was going to grab it and hold on for life. 

"I understand, but I'm a man you must trust that I'll make the right decisions regarding my love life." He finally said 

"Son, your enemies will  use  the people you love against you and that will hurt you more than anything, remember I love  you son, and only try to protect you." 

" I love you too father, but if you'll excuse me I gotta go, I take it you can  see your way out."

He walked into the hallway,  he took a deep breath to try calm his nerves before he called Drake. 

Hey Li."

"I really need to relax before this Gala, are you guys for a spa day?'

"Sounds good buddy." Max said 

"Yeah count me in." Drake said

They were all relaxing when Max brought up Mia.

Liam smiles at just thinking of her. " I am falling for her, I mean she could be the one, I don't know what about this woman that makes me so happy but I believe that we belong together, I mean she's beautiful, smart, caring and she smells absolutely amazing all the time, guys I so wish she were here tonight."

" Buddy I'm so happy to see you happy again, you deserve it."  Max said 

"And so do you Drake, you'll meet someone, who will make you happy." 

Liam Studied Maxwell for a moment, " My friend, so do you, are you still dating that Mark guy?"

Max,was  looking down avoiding eye contact, Drake turned to look into his eyes  "Okay Beaumont spill it, what are you hiding?" 

"I was on a date with Ava and Mark ruined my date, he caused a scene, both broke up with me.

"Why didn't you talk to us?" Liam asked

"Really, it's no big deal."

"I'm assuming this happened around 2 weeks ago? Drake said" 

"How did you know that?" 

"Well Beaumont you were in an unusually bad mood,"

Drake laughed. "Oh my God Beaumont, I just realized all the women you've dated are red heads."

Maxwell smiled. "So what about it?" 

“So you do have a thing for Liv?"

"I never thought of her that way, sometimes she can be kinda scary and sexy at times." Desire crossed his eyes for a moment 

“I don’t know you all made me think how hot she can be at times, but she probably would never date me

"Never know until you try Max, Liam patted him on the back

“Let face it Max said, she always had a thing for you Rys men.

"What do you mean men? I only knew she was kind of into me."

“Max and Drake laughed, kind of, she's been in love with you forever man."

“ But after she found out your feelings for blossom, I saw her making out with Leo ."

Both Drake and Liam's mouths hang open.

“My brother always gets what he wants but just plays with women's feelings too much, I hope he's not going to hurt my friend."

They all made it back to the  palace and went there separate ways to get ready for the Gala, it was now 7pm, Liam had the chef to prepare him dinner, there would be food but they served dinner really late at this event.

He ate, then showered and got dressed, it was 9pm time for the Gala. Mia was just getting off work, he faced her, she picked up on the first ring, “Hello beautiful how was your day?" 

“It was nice, I just miss you like  crazy, I have been thinking I own my own business and Jennifer is reliable, I want to come to visit you."

 “My love, that sounds wonderful, but I didn’t want to pull you away from anything important, you told me your work was very important."

“It is but in a short time you become important to me too, you told me you had a ball to attend right?".

“Yes a fundraiser to help families living on the streets of Cordonia, we give them a home and see if we can help them get on there feet, we only help them for a year, we support them  either till  they find a job or they opt out of the program, we hate to see that happen, we start this last year we helped 10 families get on their feet, last year we only raised 6 million." 

“I will ask my dad to put in 6 million for me, I’m sure once he sees why I’m asking he’ll have no problem  with it, we've been talking for 30 minutes and you have a ball to attend."

 “I'd rather stay in my suite talking to you all night, a knock on the door, he let out a sigh sorry my love It’s my guard (Kisses) call you once I am done."

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He mingled  and  worked the room, he knew his smile could get him just about anything he wanted, he had already raised 10 million dollars this year, he thought about Mia 16 if her father gives, an older lady walked up that he had never saw before, she offered 20 million if I spent one night with her, I had to decline, after all she to old and I have a girlfriend.

 I worked the room more, Drake and Maxwell and Rashad, come over laughing, I see you sent Mrs. Ferguson." 

 “Neville actually  slept with her for her 30 mill for his father's charity event." Rashad said laughing.

“So gross I couldn’t imagine being with someone who could be my Nanna, come on I am only 26 and that lady is like 60/70." Liam said as he laughed. 

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Mia had hung up and went and showered, she hadn't washed her sheets yet that still smelled of him,  she only slept on his side of the bed, he had left a bottle of his cologne behind and she would spray a little in the air before falling asleep 

 She slept for about an hour before she heard banging on the door, it was almost five, they came in with wine coolers and food, Jen looked around. " Is your man back already?"

“I wish, sit guys I want to talk to you, Jennifer I need you guys help, I want to visit Liam, but I need someone I can trust with my baby, you both know how important my career is, but I got to be honest in a short time I’ve fallen in love with Liam .

“Love is big Mia, you just met him." Jen said.

“I know but  I have never felt this way for anyone before, sure I have loved guys but I was never in love with them." 

Her friend's mouth hung open, the sex must be good if he got you all in love, she didn’t look up at her, so you haven’t had sex?" Oh my God you really are in love."

“ Let's take your mind off this call my brother Amy, let’s play cards, Daniel came over.

 “So Dan, who's your new boy toy this week?

“Are you staying with mom again?" 

"Jen, please I'm fine, and God no I'm not staying with mom."

“I was just checking on you, I wish you would settle down and pick one guy, we all worry about you"

“Jen you start this every time you are drunk stop it, I am fine." 

 She didn’t say anything else, she took her phone out texting her mom.

The announcement caught Mia's attention. "Turn that up.

"This is Craig Shyster reporting from Corodia General hospital, we got a tip that Prince William Rys, was shot in the shoulder doing a Gala fundraiser last night and the person who shot him was shot dead on scene, right now we have no further information about the Prince condition at this time."

It was like someone punched me in the gut , I got dizzy, I was losing my mind, all flights were canceled to or from Cordonia, I got myself together, I called my father.

He could hear my voice trembling, asking what was wrong.

“Father, did you see the news about Prince William Rys?"

“Yes I saw it but what does that have to do with you?

“He’s the guy I was telling you about."

"No flights are going in or out. I need your private jet.

“Mia, that might not be a good idea, the prince just shot you in danger.

“Please father, I don't care, I need to get to the man I love."

“But you haven’t known him long and you believe you love him?"  

“Yes and he may be dying thinking I didn’t care enough to come be at his side, father please I’ll do  you want even let you put me back under your protection, I will follow whatever you want to  get me to Cordonia please."

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2 hours earlier

Olivia and Penelope made their way over to Liam smiling, “ we made 4 times the amount as last year,

 Him and Olivia walked across the room. “So I hear you met someone"

“Who told you this? 

“I can’t reveal my secrets, but if this Mia woman is what you want I wish you all the best."

“Can I ask you something  Olivia?

“Sure you can."

 “Why didn’t you tell me about you and Leo?"

“Well we didn’t tell anyone it just happened."

"I assume my father doesn’t know, and how do you feel about Leo?

“I love him, and Con knows they had a big fight about 6 months back, we were at Leo’s in California when your father visited him, but don’t  worry me and Leo will handle it."

A man walked over and handed Liam a note saying his father needs to speak with him, unknown to Liam his father had got a similar note saying Liam needed to speak with him, excuse me lady Olivia

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Drake went along as  security, they entered the room and it was dark, “I guess my father hasn’t arrived yet, they turned on the light and one of the head guards, Damien, had a gun pointed at Constantine's head.

 “Dammit what are you doing Damien?"Drank asked

“ avenging my  parents death, see  along with Olivia parents, my family should be on the throne, my brother may have failed but I won’t."

"Your old man ordered my parents alone with Olivia parents to be assassinated for fighting for what was rightfully theirs, the Rys family should have never been on the throne

"Gentleman let me tell you, your father is not a good man

Drake's eyes went wide,giving an annoyed look. What the hell is he talking about your father.

Damien could see Drake trying to figure out what he was talking about

"Oh my Mr. Walker I assume that King Constantine has never told you he’s your real father?" Am I right?" He laughed."

“What? He’s not my father you fucken psycho and never will be!"

“Drake my boy I have documents that say otherwise,  the birth certificate you have is from America but see you were born here, your father the king arranged it all, for  Jackson to adopt you and legally become your father go on ask him to tell the truth ?'

Tears were running down Drake face, "TELL THIS SONOFABITCH YOU ARE NOT MY FATHER GO ON CON FOR ONCE IN YOUR MISERABLE LIFE TELL HIM HE’S WRONG."

“Son I can’t do that, it’s all true your mother was my mistress and she got pregnant, she didn’t know who your father was me or Jackson, but the test come back 99.9 that I was your father, so I paid off American doctor to say you were born in the US, were only a week old." 

Drake fort Back his emotions, he knew he had to sort out whatever feeling he had later, right now he had to stay in professional mood and dispose of the situation at hand

"Who dies first?" they head Damien ask

"I volunteer, please just let my boys go they haven't done anything but be born into the Rys family but they are innocent."

 " I love both of you and only try to do whatever is best for you." 

"How touching."  He pulled the trigger and Liam leaped in front of his father getting shot In his Left shoulder, both Constantine and Liam hit the ground, at this time Drake has managed to get his spare gun and shooting Damien dead.

Drake took off his dress shirt asking Constantine to apply pressure to the wound, until he can get some help