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MAKAYLA POV

As they descended down the stairs, holding hands, all heads veered to their direction.

The brunette from earlier sneered, jealousy written boldly on her forehead but invisible to all eyes. Except that it showed on her face as her frowns deepened.

"If you keep staring at them like that, you'll grow old like my aunt Imogen. Whenever she stares at people like that she wishes them bad and as a result, she never got anyone to love her."

"Shut up Roberts." She hissed, rolling her eyes.

He chuckled mockingly.

"Douche bag." She sneered.

"Waqiha."

She gave him a stern, threatening glare for calling her a slut which he returned. Her black lined eyes with kajal made the glare more terrifying that it made Robert turned his attention else where.

He couldn't wait for Knox and him to be alone so he could tell him what was happening.

The angry voice of Mr. Phillipe boomed everywhere in the casino. "Who stole my wrist watch?!"

"Go find it!" He yelled to one his guards. "What you standing there for? Move your ass!" He yelled to another. Within seconds, his face has turned a bright shade of pepper red.

"Mr Phillpe, would you calm down and let me give the orders?" Knox calmly said.

"Orders?" He yelled in Knox's face. "That wrist watch is worth seven hundred and fifty thousand dollars!"

Knox turned to his security and ordered them not to let anyone in or out of the casino while the search was going on for the wrist watch.

No more games were being played and whispers penetrated the tense air.

Knox didn't notice his sister and siblings walking towards him until his brother spoke.

"I was in the lounge when I was told a Mr Phillipe's wrist watch had been stolen." He said before his eyes fell on Makayla. "And if I may ask, who is this beauty?" He asked, a smirk laced on his lips.

"I was about to ask the same thing." Dove added.

"Makayla, these are my siblings. Kevin and Dove."

"I'll prefer Ajmal, nice to meet you." He took Makayla's knuckles and kissed them lightly, causing her to visibly blush.

"Thank you and nice to meet you Ajmal." Makayla smiled.

Dove scoffed. "What are you to my brother?"

"That's rude Dove." Ajmal countered, immediately becoming irritated with her attitude.

"I just want to know what?" Dove snapped at him.

Makayla clicked her tongue and bit on her lips.

Knox stayed quiet.

"Are you one of those women that throw themselves at my brother?"

"And are you one of those sisters that snoop their nose in their brother's affairs instead of minding theirs?" Makayla asked instead, a sly smile on her lips.

"Gold digger." Dove seethed.

"That's it! Enough of your attitude!"

Makayla snapped. Swiftly, her hand was in Dove's hair. She knew the hair was a fake one and as she removed it, the wrist watch immediately fell off. "Oh Mr Phillipe? I believe this belongs to you!" She announced on the top of her voice.

"Oh my goodness! Where did you find it?" Mr Phillipe gasped, shock and relief overcrowding his voice.

She moved away from the stairs and into the light.

Dove's heart began to beat erratically.

Makayla stared at her from the corner of her eye.

"I guess the last place you visited was the rest room because it was seen under one of the bathroom stalls." She gave him her best smile because it seemed like he didn't believe her story.

"Thank you beautiful." Mr Phillipe grinned.

"You're welcome." She smiled and walked back to where the Argentos were standing.

"That was a narrow escape from that big belly man." Knox breathed out in relief.

"I'll move in tomorrow." She told him, her tone casual.

"Excuse me?" His authoritative voice stopped her.

KNOX POV

He dug his hands into his trousers and turned to stand in the middle of both Makayla and Dove.

"How did you know she kept it there?" He asked, very curiously. Makayla rolled her eyes and knox quirked a brow at her. "I demand an answer." He added with a dominative drawl.

"Fine." Makayla scoffed. "I saw when she stole it from Mr Phillipe and looking at how fake her hair is, I knew she wouldn't be stupid to put a watch in her vagina or boobs." She explained.

"How do you know her hair's fake?" This woman made him very curious. She was smart.

"I'm a woman after all and we do all these things, wigs and all. That's a peruvian hair if I'm correct."

"I see you have good taste."

"And how does it relate to your sister disrespecting me?"

"I didn't disrespect you lady." Dove interjected.

"Oh baby, say no more."

"And what if I don't stop talking?"

"Mr Phillipe hasn't left the casino yet baby." Makayla teased, a smirk laced on her lips.

Dove was about to make a nasty remark when Kevin silenced her.

"Apologize Dove." Kevin ordered.

"And what if I don't?" She hissed.

"What if you don't?" With his hands still in his pocket, Knox faced his sister. His voice held a sinister tone.

Makayla wondered what he was up to, she even slightly shook at his change of tone.

"I...I am sorry." Dove's voice trembled.

"Louder." Knox calmly ordered but his voice still made Makayla scared.

"I'm sorry Makayla." Dove apologised loudly.

Knox saw Makayla's lips curve into a smile but it disappeared as soon it came.

"Its fine Dove, I'll reintroduce myself and I hope we get along for the mean time."

Dove nodded.

"Makayla Adamson Ameerat."

"Dove Argentos Balikis."

"It's nice to meet my boyfriend's sister." The word 'boyfriend' didn't sound strange as it used to be when it was utilized for other men but for Argento, it sounded nice, quirkily unique.

Knox cringed at the mention of the word 'boyfriend.' He has never had a real girlfriend before-- well he did. He was once married but that was a very long time ago.

Quickly, he excused himself as the memory hit him hard and deep.