Mistaken Identity

Alex POV

I heard a knock on my office door.

"Come in,"

My secretary walked in and closed the door behind her. "Mr Cater there is a Mr. Luke Mason here to see you. He is not on the schedule for today but he insists that he needs to see you. That's it's very important."

I rubbed my temples, I wasn't in the mood to be distracted. "Okay," I said. What was so important? I might take a break, that something which I haven't done in a while. Neither have I shaved. Every since my parents told me about Kalliyah, I've being working none stop. It was a good distraction from the constant pain in my chest.

My secretary turned and exit my office a few seconds after a man came in followed by a red-head with shades on. She looked awfully familiar.

"Mr. Carter, I'm here to speak on the behalf of my fiancée." The man said. He had a British accent. Confused as I am. I mentioned for him to take a seat.

"I'm Luke Mason and this is my fiancée Alliyah Bisson." As soon as he said the last name I tensed up and he noticed. "I'm sorry sir. You probably think she's a bad person because of what she did to Henrique but."

"Stop," I shouted at them. "Take off the shades." The red-head lifted the shades and I sat there shocked. What the hell was this all about? Why did she come here? What happened to her hair?

I stood up from my chair and turn to look at them, "You think you can fool me?" I said and ran my hand through my hair. Why did she come here pretending? "Why are you doing this Kalliyah? Why? Haven't you tormented me enough? Haven't you learnt your lesson?"

are you talking about?" she spoke up but her voice was slightly

acting like

"I am her fiancée," the English man

She pled with him. I looked at the man as his eyes soften towards

We will not. We're not leaving without my son." I looked at him. What the hell are they talking about?

at him and

happening." I

looked over to her.

him up. She thought she couldn't take care of him and wouldn't be a good enough mother. So she left him here for you to take care of him as his brother. She then moved to Alaska to start a new life, to start over. That's where we met. I'm here next door neighbour. We fall in love and now I'm here so we can

They really

 "So why would you want to move to Alaska to start over. This time, let

her, "Tell him, it's okay." He seems to say that a lot to

people especially my twin sister. She hates

"Why?" I incurred.

with her fiancée." She bent her head. "His father

"What the hell?"