Shared By The Disagreeable Alpha Twins

Chapter 3

~Vivi

… Six years later

“Hi Gideon, can you come to my office, right now?” I asked sourly, dropping my office phone back on its cradle.

The Maskett marketing campaign was supposed to be going perfectly according to my predictions, so what went wrong?

I gripped my head tightly in frustration.

Someone tampered with my campaign. That was the only reason this would happen because in the last four years I'd been working in this field, my predictions had never been wrong. It was like magic, according to my clients.

They didn't know it was real, true magic. A secret I needed to protect at all costs as I knew some people weren't receptive about it. .

The door opened, and my best friend, former lover and now vice president of my Advertising company, Mystic Marketing, walked into my office, a slight frown on his handsome face.

“Is anything wrong, Vivi?” Gideon asked brusquely, as he sat elegantly across from me.

“Yes. It's about Maskett-”

I stopped talking halfway as my phone started ringing. Picking it up, it was my babies’ driver.

A wide smile pulled at my lips as I picked up the call.

“Hi Thomas, have you dropped the kids off? That was quick. Hope they didn't give you much trouble?” I asked.

“Is this Miss Bespoke?” A male voice asked instead.

Startled at the strange voice, I answered sharply.

“Yes, and who is this?”

I rarely used my real name, Vivi Johnson, and preferred to use my brand name, Bespoke, instead.

After I started becoming popular and big companies started begging me to work with them, I knew I couldn't let them know my real name or it could get back to Alpha Caspian and cause trouble for me.

My heart clenched in pain at that thought. He was a past I didn't want to revisit.

So, a lot of people knew me by the name ‘Bespoke’, except my closest friends, like Gideon, who knew my real name.

“This is the police and the owner of this phone was involved in an accident-” The man kept speaking but I had spaced out.

Accident? Accident!?

What of my babies?

“What about my kids? My babies, hope they are okay? Hope Mr Thomas is okay?

“Mr Thomas was a bit injured and has been taken to a hospital, but…”

“But what!? What of my kids?” I shouted as I shot up from my chair, anxiety gushing through my veins.

Goddess please, nothing should happen to my kids, please.

“They are missing ma, “

“What do you mean they are missing? Or has Thomas dropped them off at school safely?” I asked, relief surging through me at that thought.

I felt sorry for Thomas, but I needed my kids safe.

“I wished that was the case, ma. According to witnesses, a vehicle blocked off your car, which caused the accident and its occupants took your kids. They've been kidnapped, ma, so we need you to come to our station -” He kept talking but I had already collapsed on my chair.

Gideon rushed to me. He had stood up too when I jumped up from my seat.

“What's wrong Vi? What happened to Grey and Greta? What's wrong with Thomas?” He asked, but I couldn't respond.

All that kept ringing in my head was that my kids were missing. My life, my reason for being, for surviving, they've been kidnapped.

Gideon took the phone from my grasp and kept talking to the police officer, while I stared across my desk blankly.

“We need to go to the station now, Vivi, so pull yourself together. This isn't helping your kids in any way, or don't you want them found quickly?”

At his words, I snapped out of my daze, and jumped to my feet, my legs moving automatically to the door.

Gideon rushed after me, as I pulled the door open to meet the wide-eyed gaze of my other best friend, and manager.

“Where are you headed to Vivi? You have a very important document to review immediately,” Esther stated, as she shifted out of my way.

“Not now, Es,” Gideon stated, as he followed hurriedly behind me, while I didn't pay any mind to what Esther was saying. I couldn't even think properly, as all my thoughts were jumbled.

I got to my private driveway in the company and attempted to open my car door when a hand suddenly stopped me.

“No, Vi. You're not in the right frame of mind to drive, I will take you to the station instead,”

Not saying a word, I moved to the passenger side of the car and got in.

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“What do you mean there's nothing you can do for now!?” I shouted at the officer over the phone.

“That's not what I meant ma, I'm just saying we've exhausted all our leads these past few days, it's almost like they disappeared, but I promise you, we will find your kids for you,”

“It's been four days, officer, four days! And I've not gotten anything about my children. I don't even know if they are alive or not!” I burst into tears.

They were still alive. They had to be.

I was their mother, I would feel it if something terrible happened to them, right?

I kept crying and Gideon pulled me into his arms, one of them wrapped around me in comfort, while the other hand collected the phone from my fingers to continue the conversation with the police officer.

Esther watched me too, tears and anger evident in her eyes.

“Who the f**k would kidnap those sweet innocent children? Who?” She asked, her hair disheveled like she had run her fingers through them numerous times.

Esther was always poised and put together, and seeing her like this, showed how much she cared about my kids. They were her godchildren after all.

“The officers will do their job, they will find them and they'll be okay, Vivi, so stop crying, please,” Gideon begged, his arms still around me.

I pulled away from him, wiping my eyes with the back of my hand.

“I can't keep waiting for the police, I can't. Goddess knows what would happen before they find anything. I need to search for my kids myself, maybe I should ask Thomas if he remembers anything,” I made to leave, but Gideon grabbed my hand.

“His side of the vehicle was hit harder than the rest, Vi, it affected his head, and he has temporary amnesia,”

“Yeah, temporary amnesia, so maybe his memory is back now. He has to remember something because I can't keep waiting for the police to give me news. I can't or I might just run mad with all these emotions running through me!” I shouted as I burst out crying again.

With the amount of tears I had cried these few days, my tear ducts ought to be dried by now, but the tears kept pouring.

Gideon pulled me back into his arms, and Esther patted me on the back gently in comfort.

Suddenly, a knock sounded on the door, and I turned to it.

Esther called the person in, and my assistant came in, looking slightly frazzled, annoyance flashing in her eyes.

“I'm sorry ma, but he just wouldn't listen to me and insisted on seeing you one-on-one,”

Suddenly a familiar scent wafted up my nose, and that tall dark figure that never really faded from my memory strolled in.

The bastard! Anger flooded my veins.

He was the cause of all this!