Novels by Papi writes

ONE WEEK LATERCHRISTIAN’S POV “Yes, Officer Gavin. I appreciate your efforts. Thank you.” I said, and the call dropped. I turned from the window and faced Hayley, who was lying down on the bed. We were both fully discharged from the hospital, and Khalid was still there. And I always made sure I checked on him every day. Hayley, on the other hand, still had to go to the hospital for her antenatal. Officer Gavin was telling me about Denver, and they caught him. He didn’t even hesitate to cooperate with the police; he sold Alexander out. The police were now looking for him, he and Alexander made the deal about putting the bomb under my car. And other news aside, the person who was trying to poison Bernard was a maid in the house. Her motives weren’t clear yet, but she was with the police now. I also heard that Cassidy fell to her death—not that I was being insensitive, but she deserved it. That would be the last time I would ever see Cassidy in my life, and I was thrilled, to be hon

CHRISTIAN’S POV My eyes fluttered open, and immediately I became conscious. Pain surged through my head. I raised my hand slowly to touch my head, and I realised there was a bandage on it. My body ached all through; it was like all the pain I hadn’t felt for the few moments I was asleep was all coming to me at once. The accident replayed vividly: Khalid, the screeching of metals, the flames licking at the car, and Khalid’s shriek of pain as the car engulfed in flames with his legs still trapped while his body was out of the car. Panic seized me as I scanned the unfamiliar surroundings I was in. I figured I was at the hospital; the curtains and the beeping sound of the heart monitor gave that away instantly. “Where’s Khalid, Khalid?" The words fell from my lips in a desperate plea, and my voice was hoarse from the terror that had gripped me in my sleep. The fear that my friend could be dead was the only true friend I ever had. And it would be my fault; I wouldn’t be able to forgive

HAYLEY’S POVIt’s been three days since Cassidy and Rebecca held me captive. I haven’t had food or water and am hungry and tired. My vision is starting to blur as I am slowly losing strength.I slowly closed my eyes. Maybe if I could get a little rest, it would take my mind off the hunger. But then Cassidy splashed me with another round of cold water. I opened my eyes and raised my head, gasping for breath.I shook my head to get the water out of my eye, and the sound of a stainless steel bucket falling on the floor drew my attention to Cassidy, who was standing right in front of me.“I told Christian, he has to meet me here by 1 p.m. Well, would you look at the time? And still no Christian.” She exhaled, almost disappointed.Christian was coming here? I almost felt a sense of relief, but then coming here was a trap. Cassidy was just going to kill us anyway.“Can you see that we can’t trust men and that they are all the same, but don’t worry, I’ll get revenge for us?” she teased, my

72 HOURS CHRISTIAN’S POV The sunlight penetrated the room as I stood by the crack in the window and sipped wine from a small glass. My phone was in my ear when Officer Gavin called. Different things were going through my mind; everything was my fault. From the start, I had always been the problem. Not once have any of Hayley’s mistakes occurred if she even had any. None of them had come back to either haunt me or get me kidnapped. But here I was, putting her in danger yet again because of my bad choices. I just kept proving her mother’s point that I was no good for her. And now that she was carrying my baby, what good could I possibly be to the innocent creature? “Officer Gavin, it’s been three days, and you still haven’t found her,” I complained as I turned away from the window. “What if something else happens to her? I don’t trust those two girls who have her. i…I already told you that I didn’t know where they were. Fuck! If I did, I would drive straight down and get my woman

HAYLEY’S POVI became conscious of the splash of cold water all over my face and tried to jerk up. But my eyes darted down to the rope tied around my legs to the chair, and my hands were tied to the chair behind my back.I struggled to see if I could loosen the rope on my hands, but all my efforts were useless. I exhaled heavily and raised my head to hear someone’s heels hurting the floor.I was sure that it was the person who abducted me. A petite lady with brown hair and blue eyes walked towards me with a bowl, and she smirked.“Re-Rebecca?” I mouthed as my eyes widened in disbelief. She used to be Christian’s secretary. Of course, she would want my head; Christian wasn’t paying her attention anymore. They weren’t having any of that good sex, and then he fired her.I could tell the minute I saw how he looked at her that day when I went to his office. They had something going on, but then I thought it would be Cassidy, but the turns of events were rather shocking.“I’m happy you rem

CHRISTIAN’S POV“Come on, Hayley. Pick up the phone."I mouthed as I paced around in the living room. I reacted stupidly yesterday; I shouldn’t have talked to her like that. I shouldn’t have told her to abort the baby; what stupid suggestion was that?And now that she had left home, I had no idea where she was. I couldn’t reach her; she was picking up my calls, and she still hadn’t come back home.Maybe she was right, and having a baby would change me. It would make my life in a different light. She wanted me to listen to her so badly. It wasn’t like she was forcing the baby on me; she understood even my own plight.She just wanted to talk, to figure out a solution, and I completely shut her down. It was like I was now making my own life more miserable than it already is.“She won’t pick up your calls, Christian." I turned to the sound of Riele’s voice; she was coming from the kitchen holding a glass of booze.“Thanks a lot for the help,” I replied sarcastically.She rolled her eyes.

TWO YEARS LATERETHAN’S POV“Mr. Miller, is it true that Reedman Empire is on the verge of collapse?”The questions came at me from every direction, sharp and relentless. One of the reporters shouted, her microphone almost jammed into my face. Flashes from cameras went off in rapid succession, blinding me with how intense they were.I could barely see anything through the bright light as security pushed me forward, guiding me from my car and toward the company entrance. Their presence was supposed to shield me, but it only made everything feel worse.“Mr. Miller, is it true that other corporations are pulling out their mergers with Reedman?” Another reporter yelled. My heart hammered in my chest; the anxiety settled deep in my guts. I didn’t answer, couldn’t answer—not with everything spiraling out of control.“Zylux companies is the new powerhouse in town. Do you think they’ll overtake Reedman Empire?” A man’s voice cut through the other. I clenched my jaw and still remained silent.

“Ugh…” Tara gasped as she held her face in shock while her cheek stung from Brooks poisonous slap.“Did you just—I will tear your hair out!” she screeched and charged towards Brooks like a feral cat.Brooks had been charged up all morning; she’d been ready to handle Tara from the second we got here. And it showed. Tara’s fingers clawed at Brooks hair, but that was all she could manage. Brooks, on the other hand, delivered a series of blows that sent Tara stumbling back with each hit.I watched; a slow satisfaction bubbled inside of me as I took in the scene before I finally moved to separate them. Tugging Tara back by the shoulder, I managed to wedge myself between them.“This is all because of you!” Tara huffed, blowing strands of hair out of her face, her gaze sharpening as she shifted her attention to me. “All because you can’t just accept the fact that I’m better than you; aren’t you tired of ruining his life?”Brooks struggled against my grip; her eyes blazed as she pointed a fin

“Where is she? Where is the bitch?” Brooks yelled, as she stormed into the house, and I trailed behind her, practically trembling"Come out, Whore!" she moved toward the rooms down the hallway, yanking doors open one by one. Each room was empty, and the silence only meant that they weren’t around.I barely recognized this place as mine anymore, and it hadn’t even been up to a week since I wasn’t around. A brunette woman in a maid’s uniform stepped into the hallway, and her expression immediately screamed panic.The woman in the uniform quickly moved in front of Brooklyn, clearly rattled.“Ma’am, please! You can’t barge in here—I don’t know who you are, and I could lose my job.” She looked between us, probably not even aware of the chaos she’d walked into, and who was she, by the way?I took a deep breath and tried to calm things down before Brooks would unleash. “Uh, sorry, what’s your name?” I asked gently.“My name is Grace, and I’m in charge around here until my boss gets back,” sh

Two days in the hospital felt like a lifetime. They wanted me to stay longer, but what was the point? My life was already a mess, so lying around doing nothing just added to the emptiness. It took a lot of restraint for me not to ask to be put in a mental institution, because I knew pretty well that I was losing my damn mind. I had nowhere to go, really. No one else I could turn to... except her. My sister, Brooklyn. I barely knew if she’d want to see me; could I blame her? after what I did to her. But here I was, standing on her doorstep and pressing the bell more than I should have. The door swung open, and Brooklyn’s voice shot through, laced with irritation. “Hold up, quit pressing my damn bell like—“ She stopped dead; her eyes widened as she looked me over, the mess I’d become. Her mouth opened, but no words came out. She just stared at me, shocked and silent. “Brooks…hey.” My voice wavered. “Ca-can I come in?” Brooklyn’s face shifted; her irritation melted into worry as

“Hmm, just like that? You’re not going to beg anymore?”I wanted to look away, but his gaze held mine captive—that look he always used to reduce me to pieces. Tears filled my eyes, and I bit down on my lip as they spilled. I stared helplessly at the ceiling while he continued to torture me; each word felt like an anchor pressing on my chest.“You’ve finally grown some guts,” he sneered and leaned in close until his face was just inches from mine. I felt the heat of his anger through every sentence he made.“Tell me, where’d you find this newfound confidence, Anna? Or maybe someone helped with that, hmm?”I could feel my body tremble, but I was too broken to move. I wanted to cover, shrink away, or maybe even disappear—but the pain that pulsed through me was unbearable—my head, my arms, my ribs.But nothing ached as much as my heart that he was hell bent on shattering over and over again. He laughed softly, a menacing sound, as he watched me cry.“I really thought you’d grovel and beg.

Not sure where I was going, all I knew was that I bolted out of his office bawling my eyes out while Kayla watched me run past her. I sped away from the building, tears blinded me as I gripped the steering wheel. My whole body trembled from the weight of what just happened- his cold words, how he threw me out like some wet dog, the humiliation. How did we get here? How did I let it get this bad? The anger in my chest tightened, and merged with the hurt until I could barely breathe. I wiped my tears, my heart raced faster than the engine as I flew through the streets. Maybe if I drove fast enough, I could outrun the pain. But then it happened-lights, and a deafening crash, the world spunned in an instant as my car somersaulted, I didn’t even see the ambulance. The impact jolted me violently forward, the glass shattered on my face as I slammed my head on the dashboard and the car came back down in a heavy thud. And everything turned pitch black, if this was death, this

LEXIE’S POV “I can’t believe you want to move back in with him,” Jenny said, her voice laced with disbelief. “Just like that?” I stood by the bed in silence as I folded Cameron’s tiny clothes into neat piles while Jenny sat on the armchair and bounced him gently on her lap. I could feel Jenny’s eyes on me the entire time, but I kept my head down to avoid her stare. “You’re seriously not ignoring me right now, are you?” I paused; my hands froze over one of Cam’s little shirts. I didn’t know how to explain it to her. Not in a way that would make me sound ridiculous, and not in a way that wouldn’t sound like I was giving in. Because a part of me wanted this, wanted Damian, wanted the family we could have had. I wanted to believe he had changed. “Jenny, it’s…it’s complicated right now.” I dropped the pile of clothes onto the bed with more force than I intended and turned to face her. “I mean, can’t you see? Landon won’t even talk to me. He hates Damian’s guts, and I can’t keep

LEXIE’S POV “I’m done for, Jenny.” My voice cracked as I curled up tighter on the couch, knees pulled to my chest. Tears blurred my vision, but I blink them back. I couldn’t bring myself to leave the house. How could I? I was still trying to grasp how everything crumbled before me so easily. Damian had made it clear—he was going to marry Victoria. It was a simple truth that made my stomach churn. I had no place here anymore, but for some reason, I still couldn’t leave. “Ms. Valour, are you ready for breakfast?” Mary, the house cook, her gentle voice cut through my many thoughts. “I’m fin—“ Before I could finish, I was interrupted by the sound of sharp footsteps. “There can only be one Ms. Valour, Mary.” My heart dropped, and I turned sharply. It was her—Victoria; she stood firmly at the entrance like she owned the place. Her eyes were dark, covered with smoky eye shadow that only seemed to enhance the wickedness in her gaze. I shot up from the couch and stood so fast I felt

LEXIE’S POV“I’m done for, Jenny.” My voice cracked as I curled up tighter on the couch, knees pulled to my chest. Tears blurred my vision, but I blink them back.I couldn’t bring myself to leave the house. How could I? I was still trying to grasp how everything crumbled before me so easily.Damian had made it clear—he was going to marry Victoria. It was a simple truth that made my stomach churn. I had no place here anymore, but for some reason, I still couldn’t leave.“Ms. Valour, are you ready for breakfast?” Mary, the house cook, her gentle voice cut through my many thoughts.“I’m fin—“ Before I could finish, I was interrupted by the sound of sharp footsteps.“There can only be one Ms. Valour, Mary.”My heart dropped, and I turned sharply. It was her—Victoria; she stood firmly at the entrance like she owned the place. Her eyes were dark, covered with smoky eye shadow that only seemed to enhance the wickedness in her gaze.I shot up from the couch and stood so fast I felt dizzy, li

LEXIE’S POV“I can’t believe you want to move back in with him,” Jenny said, her voice laced with disbelief. “Just like that?”I stood by the bed in silence as I folded Cameron’s tiny clothes into neat piles while Jenny sat on the armchair and bounced him gently on her lap. I could feel Jenny’s eyes on me the entire time, but I kept my head down to avoid her stare.“You’re seriously not ignoring me right now, are you?”I paused; my hands froze over one of Cam’s little shirts. I didn’t know how to explain it to her. Not in a way that would make me sound ridiculous, and not in a way that wouldn’t sound like I was giving in.Because a part of me wanted this, wanted Damian, wanted the family we could have had. I wanted to believe he had changed.“Jenny, it’s…it’s complicated right now.” I dropped the pile of clothes onto the bed with more force than I intended and turned to face her.“I mean, can’t you see? Landon won’t even talk to me. He hates Damian’s guts, and I can’t keep living he

DAMIAN’S POV I stood by the transparent office window as I watched the cityscape while I spoke into my phone. The call was with Anthony Gates, a loyal investor who had been with me for over a decade.“My personal assistant was supposed to help me reach out to you, but I insisted on making the call myself,” I said, while my tone remained professional.“My schedule is tight, and I wouldn’t be able to attend. But I hope a $20 million donation isn’t too little. I would do more as my contributions soon, but pardon my absence.”Anthony was about to launch his new airline, and his event was important for the press coverage. I wanted to support him, even if I couldn’t be there in person.“Not at-“ I continued, but I was abruptly cut off when my office door flung open and slammed into the wall. That would be $20million in damage if anything happened to it.I turned, my gaze shifted from the cityscape to the chaos that erupted behind me, Victoria.She stormed in; her heels clicked aggressive

VIEWERS DISCRETION It glinted under the dim light from the alley, sharp and small, but yet deadly. I had no idea what I was doing or what I was about to do. But at that moment, what went on in my mind was... “Take care of your problem, Victoria,” words that my brother had implanted in my head. “Let’s make this more fun, because no one threatens the Hayes family and gets away with it. I will make sure that you won’t live to blackmail anyone ever again.” I said, my voice soft and filled with joy. Then I began, the knife slid into him so easily, like cutting through warm butter. This was the knife I had planned to use to kill myself every time, but I regained my senses each time and I never failed to leave it unsharpened. I stabbed him, over and over, the blade sank into his flesh as I giggled, blood splattered all over my face, hot and sticky, but I didn’t care. I was having fun. He stopped moving after a while, his body went limp beneath me, but I kept going. I wasn’t done yet, n