A DEAL WITH THE BOSSY BILLIONAIRE

Plan B

Killian’s POV

Killian paced the dimly lit room, the monitors flickering with various feeds from hidden cameras. He had been reviewing the final stages of his plan for Rowan’s return when his secure phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen—an incoming call from an unknown number. He answered with a wary tone.

*"Killian, I need your help,"* came a frantic voice.

*"Who is this?"* Killian asked, his attention instantly piqued.

*"It’s Sia,"* the voice replied.

*"Sia? How on earth do you have my number?"* Killian was incredulous.

*"I don’t have time to explain or say anything,"* Sia said, her voice tense. *"I’m in trouble and need you to get Rowan to help me out of it."*

*"But Rowan is still in a coma,"* Killian responded, his mind racing.

*"I know,"* Sia said quickly. *"But I need a way out. I’ve been discovered, and I’m in a tight spot. Rowan’s coma has put me in a precarious situation, and I need your assistance now."*

Killian took a deep breath. He knew that if Sia was reaching out to him, things were serious. He had been keeping tabs on her since her identity change to Emily Grace, and her cover was becoming increasingly fragile. He needed to act fast.

*"Alright, I’ll see what I can do,"* Killian said. *"But I need details. Where are you, and how bad is it?"*

*"I’m at a safe house in Arizona,"* Sia explained. *"They’re closing in on me. I need a new identity, something that can get me out of here and blend in."*

Killian hung up and immediately contacted Agent Evan Gwen of the CIA, a trusted ally who specialized in forging new identities for covert operatives. He briefed Agent Gwen on the situation, emphasizing the urgency and the need for a seamless transition.

Within hours, Agent Gwen had arranged a new identity for Sia. Killian received the details:

New Identity:

- Name: Emily Grace

- *Age:* 27

- Nationality:*American

- Job:Secretary at Chandler Enterprise

- Family: Deceased

- *Next of Kin:* Rowan Chandler, Husband

With the new identity established, Killian made arrangements for Sia to assume this new persona. Emily Grace would have a clean slate, a new job, and a new life, away from the shadows of her past.

Meanwhile, Sia’s reach out to Killian was rooted in desperation. She had been deeply involved in a covert operation to dismantle Roland Stone’s empire, only to find herself in a perilous position after Rowan’s coma. Rowan’s condition had placed her in an untenable situation, forcing her to make a drastic decision.

When Rowan’s father and grandparents were murdered, Rowan’s world was turned upside down. He had poured his resources into investigating the crime, eventually suspecting Roland Stone as the perpetrator. In response, Rowan had begun a secret drug ring to cut off Roland’s supply, but this only fueled the power struggle. Rowan made a deal with the devil, partnering with an unidentified ally to counteract Roland’s influence. This partner was pivotal in disrupting Roland’s network, but the situation was far more complicated than anticipated.

Roland Stone was just a pawn in a much larger game. The real power, known only as Mr. X, was still in control, and Rowan’s attempt to take down Roland backfired. The poisoning had left Rowan in a coma for five years, during which time his absence had allowed a new player to emerge in the drug trade. Sia, now Emily Grace, had been working behind the scenes to keep Rowan’s plans alive and had successfully positioned him as the 55th drug lord under the alias “La Fea, the King.”

However, this position was precarious. Rowan was being used as a figurehead while the real power brokers, including Mr. X, remained hidden. The true challenge lay in navigating this web of deception and ensuring that Rowan could eventually rise to the top without falling prey to the deeper forces at play.

As Killian wrapped up his conversation with Agent Gwen and finalized the details of Emily Grace’s new identity, a sudden wave of unease washed over him. He had just settled into his chair when his phone rang again. It was a call from one of his operatives.

*"Killian, you need to hear this,"* the operative said urgently. *"There’s been a major development."*

*"What is it?"* Killian asked, his heart pounding.

*"Rowan is awake from his coma."*

Killian’s mind raced. This was the moment he had been waiting for, the pivotal turn in their plan. Rowan’s awakening changed everything, and the next steps would be crucial.

As he processed this new information, Killian knew that all bets were now off. The future was uncertain, and the balance of power was in flux. Rowan’s return to consciousness meant that the plan was set in motion, but it also meant that the stakes had never been higher.

I arrived at the Chandler Hospital at 16:00 hours and arrived exactly when Rowan woke up to the beeping of machines and the sterile smell of antiseptic. His body felt heavy, almost foreign, as if it belonged to someone else. Slowly, the haze of sedation lifted, revealing a dimly lit room and the beeping of an IV drip beside my bed. The familiar, disorienting feeling of awakening from a deep coma enveloped me. His mind, still foggy, struggled to piece together the fragments of my memory.

The last thing he remembered before losing consciousness was the intense pain and confusion. I’d been poisoned—a carefully orchestrated attempt on my life. Now, as he blinked into the harsh light of reality, he realized that he had been out of commission for five years.

The sound of the door opening brought him back to the present. A figure entered the room, shrouded in shadow, before stepping into the light. His face, usually so calm and collected, now bore an expression of both relief and concern.

*"Rowan,"* I said, Rowan’s voice steady but tinged with an undercurrent of urgency. *"You’re awake. We need to talk."*

He tried to sit up but was restrained by the tangle of tubes and wires. I quickly moved to help him, my movements efficient and practiced. *"How long have I been out?"* Rowan croaked, his voice barely more than a whisper.

*"Five years,"* I replied. *"There’s a lot that’s happened while you were unconscious. We need to catch you up."*