My Evil Boy Toy

"She did. She was trained by the Rossi's to be an assassin. The Rossi's were supposed to be a neutral clan; they don't side with anyone. They were a group of assassins hired by anyone from the underworld. So I wondered how Benjamin Miller suddenly became their boss." Alora commented.

There were a lot of things we didn't know yet. But I know that Benjamin was the only one who could answer everything. We needed to make sure that he wouldn't get away from us. He's a dangerous man, and I can't afford to lose another loved one because of him.

He faked his marriage to my mother, making everyone believe that I was his daughter. For sixteen years, he kept me in a mansion with his servants. I thought he did it because I reminded him of my mother. He made us believe that mom died when I was born because of cancer. He pretended to regret everything he had done to me, giving me all his properties and naming me his heir. But in truth, it was all part of his plan.

I haven't heard anything from Missy. She was in our country verifying everything I asked her. We were still not sure about the true identity of Benjamin. Kyle said that he wasn't the man he said he was. It's a possibility that Benjamin was a fake.

I sighed, then looked at Alora again. Despite her condition, she managed to be calm, have kids, and have a happy family. I wanted to be like her. She was a broken angel from the beginning, although no one could explain why she was like that, even herself.

Jayden could be like her someday. He had been experiencing traumatic events ever since his mother died, and according to Kyle, it could trigger his disorder. 

"If you want to ask me something, then talk. Nothing will happen if you stare at me like that." Alora said coldly.

"Do you feel anything when you switch? I mean, your other personalities were a lot different from you. Angel acted so innocently because she's the younger version of you. Elizabeth was the high school girl; Camila was the  bitch. They differ from each other. Have you ever wondered which one was the real you?" 

The others also turned to Alora and waited for her answer. We never had a chance to ask her about it. Ever since we found out about her condition, we just accepted it and went with the flow. We trusted her that she would never hurt any of us. She had killed four people already, but we never felt any disgust towards her. She did it to protect her and her friends, so we never blamed her.

"What if I tell you that the real me wasn't the one in front of you? Would you be scared of me? I know you're asking because you are worried about your husband. Instead of asking me, why don't you ask him directly?" She answered.

"Alora, I asked you because I also care for you. We don't care who was the real you. For us, all of you were just one person. You might have different personalities, but you're our friend. And I trust your heart would never change towards us."

She sighed, then took a sip on her tea.

"This is really good. When was the last time we had tea together?" She asked.

I smiled, and the girls giggled by what she said. Then she looked at me again.

"I am the real Alora. I might have a lot of voices in my head, but I know I am real. My heart is real." She said in a gentle voice.

"Could you help me understand my husband's condition?" I asked.

"Peggy, trust him. Support him and love him unconditionally. That's the only thing he needs from you." Alora said.

After my tea time with the girls, I went to our bedroom to rest. It was already midnight, and I wondered if Jayden was already asleep. He didn't send me a message or look for me, maybe because he knew I was talking with the girls. 

When I came inside our bedroom, I frowned when I saw that the room was completely dark. I couldn't even see a single thing. Jayden never turned off all the lights in the room, especially if I was not in there.

"Love?" I called.

I turned on the light and saw him standing by the window. He was facing outside and looked like he was staring at the moon. I frowned when he didn't answer.

I slowly walked towards him and started to have a conversation. I had this creepy feeling inside me, but I tried to be brave and still decided to get closer to him.

"Love? What are you looking at? I'm sorry I was late. The girls and I had fun talking to each other and didn't notice the time. Did you wait for me?" I continued to talk to him, but still no response.

When I got closer, I touched him on his shoulders, brushing my hands so he could feel my warmth.

"Hey. Why are you so quiet?" I asked again.

I started to feel anxious, my heart pounding so loud. I bit my lips and let out a deep breath.

"Jayden!" I called out his name louder.

Then he turned to look at me. My eyes widened when I saw his dark expression.  His silver eyes didn't have any emotions in it.

I felt sudden chills at the back of my neck, and my knees trembled with fear. Is this one of his personalities? I started to walk backward when he began to get closer to me.

I was honestly afraid of my husband. He was different from the first guy and the one who switched with him in the dining room. This one looked so cold, and I couldn't feel any emotions towards him.

"Who are you?" I asked.

The guy continued to walk towards me until I felt my back against the wall. My eyes widened when he suddenly grabbed my waist and buried his face on my neck.

"I am your evil boy toy.." He whispered before sucking my neck.