His plans

Chapter 3 His plans

"What plan?" Brielle asked in a soft tone.

Archer walked to the table drawer and pulled out a picture then he shoved it at her. Brielle turned the picture over and she saw a guy. A very handsome one. His sunrise gold hair was gelled up to fit his perfectly sculpted face. His eyebrows are thin and narrow, piercing brown eyes and well defined cheekbones. He was sexy.

Brielle was sure that a lot of women would be dying to have him in their lives but not her and she certainly doesn’t want to be part of this charade.

“Who is he?" She asked.

"Are you messing with me? You don't know who he is?!” Archer demanded in a raised tone.

"No I don't know him!” She retorted in a raised tone too.

"He is Sinclair Miller. King Ronan and Queen Elizabeth Miller’s son. Apparently he is the crowned prince and the next in line to the throne.” Archer answered.

Brielle looked surprised. "But…what is a…Royal blood role in this...plan of yours?”She stammered.

"He is the one I am after. He is the one I want.”

"Why are you after him?" Brielle questioned.

"The man is a bastard! I had it all. I had it in my grasp but when he meddled in my plans, I lost everything and no matter what I do, he still keeps on meddling." He grimaced in anger.

Brielle was confused. "Can you explain further on this?” She asked.

"You don't need to know all that. All I want you to know is that Sinclair Miller is the real enemy. The one I want to destroy and that can only be fulfilled through you.!" He seethe his teeth in anger.

"Destroy? You want me to help you ruin him?" Brielle asked.

"Not only ruining him but I also want him dead!” Archer blurted out.

Brielle’s eyes widened in shock again. “Dead? You…you…want me to kill a Royal Blood? I have never killed someone and I won't do it now because of you. I won't get my hands stained with someone’s blood because of you!” She yelled at him.

"You have no say in this, Brielle. I am hell bent on doing this. You are to do as I say and that's final!”

Brielle shook her head in disagreement. "Never. No I won't do it!" She moved away from the men with an attempt to run outside but a rough pulling from Archer stopped her.

"I have hatched this plan for years now and I won't let a stupid thing like you destroy it. Listen Brielle! It is either you comply or your father dies." Archer stated fiercely.

"Just stop this, Archer. He is your father too. You can't possibly want to harm him.”

"He is not my father and I will never see him as my father and to get what I want am willing to do anything. Zac!" He called out to one of the men there and the one with the name responded.

"Call the man at the hospital and tell him to finish the job." Archer said with a straight face as he stared at Brielle.

“Okay boss!” Zac replied.

“No Archer! Please don’t do this. You can’t harm father." Brielle begged.

"It’s either you help me get rid of the Prince or your father dies!" He tightened his hold on her.

"But I am not a…killer…I can't…possibly do what you are asking me.”

"You can and you will! It is what I want and if you love your father, you will agree to it right now!"

Brielle looked at the Zac guy and saw that he was already making a call. She looked at Archer and she knew that he wouldn't change his mind.

If pretending to be someone else and also to kill the Prince is the only way to save her father then she would do it. Brielle thought sadly.

"Fine! You win! I…I… will do it. Please don’t kill my father." Brielle rushed out her words. She was being forced into something that she knows will turn out bad for her.

"Zac! End the call.” Archer called and the man ended the call.

“That's my step sister. I know that you will not disappoint me." He said gently tapping her right cheek.

Brielle pushed his hand away. She felt disgusted by his touch. Archer laughed as more tears streamed down her face.

"So now, let’s talk about what your role will be in all this.” He said sitting down on one of the chairs around the table.

"I am listening.” Brielle mumbled.

"Save all that fierce spirit in you for later because Sinclair Miller is someone who is not intimidated easily."

“Well…I wish he would catch me and stop me from doing any harm.” Brielle muttered but he heard her words.

"That's the problem here sweet bird. Sinclair must never know what you are up to. Think of it like this, your father isn't really out of danger because you said yes now so don't be too happy.”

"I hate you!" Brielle gritted.

"Same with me but to achieve my aim, I am willing to be a friend, a stepbrother and also a brother in law.”

"What do you mean by a brother in law?"

“My wife is Sinclair Miller’s sister. Didn't you know?” He asked.

"If it is anything pertaining to you, I never want to know.” Brielle retorted angrily.

"Well you will have to know because it now pertains you." Archer chuckled.

"Natalie Harrison is engaged to the prince. It was announced a month ago and it is not a love match thing but more like a business arrangement. So relax you wouldn't be forced to kiss or sleep with the prince." He added.

"I wouldn't sleep with him, not even if it was part of your plan!”

"Poor you, I am sorry to say but you have no say in this. Even if the Prince wants to sleep with you then you have no option than to oblige."

"Tell me to do any thing but not to sleep with Prince Sinclair Miller."

"Whatever. When the time comes, you will do it anyway. So back to what I was saying, we will get the real Natalie out of the way and you will be there instead. You will get to know things about Natalie so you can act like her perfectly and once you are in fully, I will give you your first assignment on how to kill Sinclair.”

"Tell me something, how do you plan on getting Natalie out of the way?" Brielle asked.

"It’s simple and that is by killing her." Archer replied with a straight face.

Brielle gasped and her hands began to shake. "Does she have to be killed?"

"If we want this to go smoothly, she has to be out of the way." Archer answered.

"Don't kill her. It is better to keep her somewhere or lock her up. Just don't kill her. When I am done with the job…or I leave she can come back."

"And who told you that you will be leaving? You wouldn't be leaving because you will forever be Natalie Harrison."

"What?!" Her jaw dropped slightly.

"The plan is for you to kill Sinclair Miller but that will be after you get him to sign all his fortunes to you alone and so when he is out of the way and I manage to get my wife out of the way too, we will both enjoy the money.” Archer explained in details.

Brielle knew her brother was clearly insane to think of such plan but what can she do? Archer always gets what he wants by all means. "I don't want any money. Please once we are done with this…I want to leave.”

"That's impossible, Brielle. Once you take up Natalie’s identity and her life, you will keep on being Natalie for as long as you live."

"I will never be able to me again?" She asked.

"Yes. You will no longer be Brielle Allen but you will be Natalie Harrison, the daughter of Prime Minister Harrison.” Archer answered.

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"Where are we going, Archer?" Brielle asked as she was ushered into Archer's car.

"Where else? To see your second of course." He snorted.

Brielle'e eyes widened in surprise. "To see Natalie Harrison?! But if I have to pretend to be her, I can't let her see me!"

"Keep quiet! What do you take me for? A fool? I am not that stupid as to let her see you. I just want you to see her from a distance. If you at least see her, watch her, you will know how to act and behave right." Archer replied.

Brielle kept quiet throughout the ride. She was deeply lost in thoughts. "What have I gotten myself into?" Brielle pondered as she stared out of the window.

Not only will she be telling a lie but she will be living the life of someone else and she will be asked to kill someone and he is not just any one—He is the prince! He is the next in line to the throne! If anything goes wrong, how would she get out of it?! She mused.

The car pulled to a halt and the glass of the car was pulled down. “There she is?" Looking at her side, Archer stretched his hand and she stared outside.

Brielle gasped out loud when she saw Natalie Harrison. She looked so much like her. The only difference was that Natalie had her cut in a bob style and she was dressed in a sophisticated way She looked so gorgeous and very rich. She was talking to a man Brielle was sure that the man was in his late fifties. Natalie looked angry at the man and she was shocked to see what she did next. She slapped the old man and yelled some insults at him before walking in.

"As you can see yourself, Natalie is some one who don't tolerate any nonsense. She is very heartless and spoilt and she likes to get things done in her own way." He said.

"And you expect me to act that way? It is a definite no! She was cruel too that man. I am a soft person…I don’t yell at people just anyhow or raise my hand to hit someone.”

"The man obviously did something to annoy her. And yes, Brielle, you have no choice than to act like her. You need to be as heartless as she is.”

"I can't possibly do this, Arched. Can't you just change your mind? You don’t have to work on this plan.” She whispered. "What if you do it this way? As you have said, she is heartless so she should be the right one for your plan. She would have no problem killing the prince and—“ Brielle couldn't complete her sentence because Archer held her throat.

"Not so loud okay! My plan is not some thing you can just say out like that and you are the one I want to do the job! Natalie might be heartless and cruel but she wouldn't do the job the way I want it! I would rather have you do it than any one else!" He retorted angrily

Brielle nodded gently just as long as he can leave her throat because his hold on it was so painful. He let her go and she breathed in heavily while massaging her neck. The car drove off. Brielle clutched her neck as she stared at him. Archer would force her into doing this and she doesn’t want that, she doesn’t want it at all.

As soon as he drops Brielle off, she made a decision to get her dad transferred to another country and she will leave too without leaving a trace. Her little savings at the bank should be able to help her achieve this. She can only hope that Archer would not know of this new plan of her. If he ever finds out then she would have been long gone before he catches up with her.