Angela spent the day in bed, once again. It seemed like she could not catch a break; every other day, something negative was happening to her!

She thought about what took place last night. In hindsight, she should have guessed that Stella would try something like that again but was surprised that she had gone as far as to drug her. What did she even want from her!?

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Would Angela still have gone if she knew Stella was going to drug her? No, Angela thought. The risk of exposure was too great. God had given her another chance at life, and she did not want to ruin it if her secret where to get out.

The other thing motivating her to guard her secret highly was Drake. At first, Drake seemed like a cold, unemotional bastard, similar to what she had heard about him in her past life. However, the more she got to know him, the more attracted she felt towards him. He had a soft side to him, granted it came out only once in a while. Angela thought back to all the events that had happened to her the past few days. In each instance, Drake had saved her. He had been kind and compassionate towards her. He had picked her up and cradled her when she could not walk. He had tended to her injuries and stayed with her when she was ill.

Angela felt a flutter in her heart when she thought about Drake being so close and tender with her. What had changed within him? Why was he acting caring towards her? Was this something God had granted her? Another chance at love, perhaps? Was this part of her new life?

Angela sighed in contentment. She would not complain if she could get Drake to herself. She could imagine a life with him, that is, if only Stella and Nathan gave her any reprieve, she rolled her eyes.

***

Drake hated it when someone did not take him seriously. That was few and far between, though, ever since he had taken over the family business. Most people took one look at his face and would take him seriously. If they did not, well, they sure did after Drake taught them a lesson. It was not easy leading one of the largest business empires in Harbour. It took sweat, blood, and dare he to say it tears to get to the point where he was at now.

During that time, he did not have any extra time to give to anyone else. Sure, he had his fair share of one-night stands. After all, he was a man, and he had needs, and when beautiful women were throwing themselves at him, who could blame him?

However, he had not found 'the one.' He had never had any feelings for any of those girls other than the pure lustful desire for sex. He remembered back to the girl in the hotel; that sure was one of the best sex he had in his life. He liked it raw and rough, and something about the girl's moans and whimpers just spurred him on. He had lost control that night, he admitted with shame. Usually, he liked to please the girl as much as they pleased him. However, that night, an unadulterated and animalistic instinct took over him. All he thought in his mind was thrust harder. If only he knew who that girl was…

Drake thought back to Angelo. Now that was an enigma all in itself. He had never paid any attention to his stepbrother before. Sure, he knew his other siblings did not treat him well, but that was not enough to garner his attention. Ever since a few weeks ago, it seemed like someone had changed within Angelo, it seemed like he was a new person. His eyes seemed brighter and stronger; his personality seemed stronger as well. Whenever he gazed into his eyes and listened to his voice, it seemed like he was talking to someone familiar. However, he could not quite place where that feeling was coming from. After all, he had lived with him almost his whole life.

His fists clenched at the thought of everything he had been through at the hands of Nathan and Stella Hill. He had known of the siblings from before; what he could not envision was how pathetic they would be to attack someone repeatedly. That too is a member of the Thorne family, adopted or not! They needed to be taught a lesson, so he had asked Aiken to bring Nathan over to his office.

"Mr. Thorne, Mr. Hill is here," Aiken interrupted his thoughts just at the nick of time.

Drake closed off his mind to all other thoughts other than anger. He did not want anything to interrupt him other than his anger at Nathan hurting Angelo. That would be the best way to get revenge.

"Bring him in."

"Hello, Mr. Thorne," Nathan walked in with a slight tremor in his eyes. He looked haggard, with tired eyes and wrinkled clothes. It seemed like he knew what he was getting into.

"Did you need something from me?" Nathan continued while gulping. He did not like the look in the eldest Thorne' eyes.

"You're asking me if I need something from you?" Drake replied mockingly.

Nathan looked at him questioningly, though deep down, he knew exactly why Drake was acting the way he did. He could only hope that playing dumb might save him.

"Perhaps I should ask you what you need from Angelo?" Drake asked in a deadly tone.

"An…Angelo...um…no…I do not need anything from him," Nathan replied in a shifty tone.

Drake noticed sweat had started to gather on Nathan's forehead, which told him that the bastard knew exactly why he was here and what he had done wrong.

"Then why did you come after him not once but twice!" Drake asked in a calm yet deadly tone.

"I only came to question him that day, and he responded rudely to me while I was nice towards him!"

"Oh?" Drake raised his brows. "Are you forgetting the instance where you pushed him at the party?"

Nathan stared at Drake with wide eyes. "I did not…I did not push him! I was not even at the party!"

Drake burst out laughing. "Oh, you are a funny one! Your plan is flawless, I must admit. But there is one little detail you forgot. Security cameras." Drake then turned his computer screen around and pointed to the stills of Nathan at the party. "I did not think the Hill children would be that stupid considering your father was pretty smart. Or was he? After all, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree."

"DO NOT talk about my father!" Nathan yelled at Drake.

Nathan did not know what happened next. At one point, he was yelling, and the next, he was face-first on the floor with the taste of blood in his mouth.

"That is for yelling at me in my own domain," Drake muttered.

Another kick landed on Nathan's stomach, making him grunt in pain. "This is for hurting Angelo at the party."

"This is for assaulting him on the sidewalk."

"This is for your sister attacking Angelo inside her car."

"And this is for your sister drugging him yesterday."

All Nathan felt was pain.

"Take him away," Drake growled at Aiken.

Drake bent down and grabbed Nathan's chin. "Consider this a warning. If you come near him again, the consequences will be much worse."