AMIYA'S POV I got out of the house. It was getting hard to breathe. I needed fresh air. ' Lana likes him, Ethan, my husband.' How could she do this to me? Did she take me to show her wealth, power yesterday? It had nothing to do with friendship. Tears were making her eyes misty, giving a burning sensation. Tears were rolling down like a stream. Ethan wasn't happy with me either. At night when he hugged me, I thought everything would be all right. But I was wrong, he continued shouting in the morning. I didn't force him to marry me, it was he. He gave me this life, this title. She tried to distract her mind, glancing around the garden, lemon green grass, red roses at the one side of it. Nothing could help her. Her brain refused her to give up on Ethan. Her eyes were burning, her nose was running. She looked down at her. She was in the same dress. She rubbed her fingers on the cheeks. It made her fingers wet but couldn't stop the water running down h
She slowly opened her eyes, sighting an unknown environment. She blinked several times, confusion still clouded her features. There was pain in her head. She closed her eyes for a few seconds and then flung open, she hardened her gaze on the ceiling. She touched the left side of her forehead and found something rude on it. Fraught memories covered her thoughts, she straightened up with a jerk. She wandered her eyes around and an unfamiliar sight, silver and blue interior welcomed her. She quickly stood up on the floor from it. She glanced at her clothes. It was changed. She was in black gown. It frightened her. Someone else's touch on her body made her hate herself, " No! No! No! " She squealed. Tears made its way out without warning. The door slammed open, showing Kattie. There was a deep frown on her forehead, " I changed it. Relax. " But her voice was calm. She blinked, making tears fall down. Questions were hovering over her brain. Why did they
The maid put the tray on the small table. She did not gaze at it. She wasn't hungry at all. She wanted to be with her husband. Her throat choked with tears. She closed her eyes and breathed in and out deeply. It couldn't help her. Tears streamed down her face. She brushed them away with both hands. He'll find me. Please God, send him. " Why the f**k are you crying? " A loud voice came from behind. She did not turn to look at him. She never considered, she would cry for her kidnapper who compelled her to marry him and forced himself on her. " I'm talking to you. " He rudely told her and contorted her to face him by holding her upper arm. " Don't you dare to touch me. " She jerked his hand away and backed away from him, " Let me go, please. I'm requesting you. " She said to him with pleading eyes. " You are mine. " He wickedly told her. " I. Belong. To. My. Husband. " She glared at him, " He'll find me. " She said. She wanted to pr
Exasperatedly, he raked his hands in his hair, " M***erf**ker, " He cursed as he breathed in deeply exhaled in aggression. He glared out at the inky sky. His brows pulled together, his fisted hands were resting on the glass wall. The sun was about to set down. It was increasing his frustration making him more aggressive. The phone rang on the desk. His full attention was on the plan. How to kill his enemies, how barbaric their death should be. His phone chimed in his pocket. He drew his clenched hand to his pocket and fished it out. He hoisted it up. " Secret meeting, Ethan. You're not here." A heavy mocking voice came from the other side. He disconnected the call. He strode out of the office. He took the private elevator and hit the top floor' button. His jaw was clenched all the time. He was feeling helpless. It was the most hateful feeling. He breathed in and out calmly, mulling over the situation. The night was going to fall soon. H
Her heart was beating frantically. She could feel every loud thud against her ribcage. She shifted on her arse, terrified to make any noise that could attract her kidnapper to hurt her. She wasn't supposed to be here. It terrified her more while her eyes were blindfolded. She swallowed in her fright. The unknown, unseen threat was surrounding her, it was making her body shiver in dread. She struggled against her bound wrists. She was putting pressure on her mind, to recall the things to avoid the unwanted dreadful feelings. ' If it would be Robbie, he must have shown his face. It has been hours. I'm sitting here, my hands and feet are tied to the chair. It can't be Robbie. He won't hurt me, not after what happened a month ago. ' Her heart beated louder and the rustle of her movement was audible in the darkroom. She could feel the coolness of the darkroom. ' Ethan will find me. ' Tears welled in her eyes. The black silk soaked it, quickly.
(A Few Days Ago) Her eyes were finding him. He was nowhere to be seen. She listened to noises out on the backyard lawn. She stepped onto the lawn and got all sitting around a round table, some sipping coffee and some tea. She moved her eyes on all faces but didn't get him among them. All heads swiveled at her side. She managed a smile and turned on her heels. She came out hoping to see him. She wasn't interested in being the center of his exes' stares. Although they were good friends now. When she found them gazing at him. She felt a pang of jealousy. The night was closing in. She pushed away her feet from the lawn to back in the house. She could feel sadness growing. " Mia, " She froze on her feet and numbed in fear. She was grateful that he protected her from goons. But his intentions were good. He wanted to keep her as his slave. Her heart began to thud. She pivoted as her fearful eyes rested on him. Gradually, he took steps at her. Her bod
A Few Days Ago The sun was hidden beneath the horizon. He was staring, lost in deep thinking, hands shoved in his pocket. He didn't get the response he was expecting from his wife after seeing her brother and friend, especially her brother. He couldn't push away her gloomy face. Her words were ringing in his ears. " Did we get any lead?" He asked Robbie, still locking his gaze out of the glass wall. " Bastard! No records! " Robbie bellowed. He plucked his gaze from the bright red-orange sky and stared at him. Robbie raked both hands in his hair and fisted them. ' His mocking smirk is gone. I haven't seen him this frustrated and exasperated. ' He strode ahead, " What has changed you? " He tilted his head slightly. Robbie looked up at him with a deep scowl, " What are you talking about? " He snorted and pushed himself to his feet. " You know what I'm asking, " His voice was impassive as he hoisted his hand up and rubbed his jaw.
He got behind the wheels. Robbie sat in the passenger seat and Frenk sat next to Michail in the back seat. Frank wasn't from his world, but he was aware when he stepped into his casino that he was going to face the most dangerous people. Anger was fueling inside him. He was recalling her face, but he wanted her instead of imagination. He dealt with the captured man in the dungeon. He was damn sure it was Stefano behind all this doing. He was looking for proof. He has tried his best to be friendly with them, after their mistake too. Michail, he was doing all this for him. He pulled over the car in front of the mansion, " Robbie! Help Michail, " He said in a curt tone. Hurriedly, he got off it. " I'll be fine. I need to see Lana, " He heard him. Taking the stairs, he marched toward the room. He sighed deeply, and his shoulders sagged when he glanced at her beautiful, peaceful face. He locked the door behind him. He removed his coat. Carelessly, he th
He saw dread turning into pure terror as her gaze moved around her. It made him leave everything and closed his arms around her. He did not want to spoil his plan. He held himself back. A muscle tickled in his jaw staring at the rope around her wrists. His cold and hard gaze turned fright when she passed out. Ivan curled his arms around her. He could not shake off his feelings. He took long strides toward her. His gaze was dark and dangerous. "Not so easy, son." Stefano came gasping Svetlana's hand. His gun pressed against his wife's head. He glowered at him. His gaze was trained on them. His breathing was calmed but his beast was ready to claw. "Ethan!" Svetlana cried as she wiggled her arm to get free from his hold. Her face was contorted in fear. His mostly attention was averted to his wife. She was very sensitive to pain. His knuckles turned white around his gun as he fought his anger, "Stefano!" He hissed, tilting his face as his blazing
It was computerized. Kattie punched the code and the door opened. She drove the car inside. 'It feels weird that she's my husband's ex and knows everything about him. About his secret places. She must have come here with him.' It was dark but she could tell this place was beautiful. It reminded her of her kidnapping place. She smiled considering the old days. Her sadness disappeared, recalling time. "You're blushing, Mia," Kattie asked as she drove toward the garage. 'I don't think you'll like it. The mention of how I met Ethan and got married to him could hurt her.' She shook her head, "Just thinking about Ethan," She said, blushing. Kattie parked the car. The engine died. She opened the door and stepped out of the car. "Yeah, only he can make you blush in such a nervous condition." Kattie chuckled as she closed the door of the car after getting off, but it didn't reach her eyes. She was looking nervous as hel
She felt a hand shaking her shoulder and a sligh voice in her ear. She shoved away from the hand that was gripping her arm. "Mia," Someone shook her again, more strongly. She opened her mouth. But a soft hand enclosed her mouth. Her eyes dilated in dread. She glanced straight with big eyes and heaved a deep sigh. She held her hand to push it away from her mouth. But Kattie shook her head. She drew herself into a sitting position. A backpack was hung on her shoulders and the same basket was resting on the edge of the old bed, "I wanna.." Kattie closed her hand over her mouth again. A strange feeling permeated the air. She held her hand and pushed it down, "What are you doing, Kattie?" She asked in a whisper. "Come with me. I'll explain everything to you." Kattie promised. She shook her head as she darted her gaze around to see him. It wasn't fully dark, "Where's Ethan?" She asked. "Mia, we don't have time. For
Kattie passed her a pillow. She took it from her and placed it behind her back. She rested against it and felt relief from back pain. "You're missing him." She asked. 'He didn't send me away from him. He should be the one to inform me, not Michail. If Kattie hadn't pulled his mask. We would have never known it. ' "Yes," She squinted at the door. She was expecting him to walk in at any time. "And you're expecting him too!" Kattie said it with more enthusiasm. She glanced at her and shrugged, "Just feeling it," She said. "I've sent a message to Ethan." Kattie smiled as wiggled her brows. She didn't imagine this side for her. But she loved it, her friendship. She winced and felt tingling in her body, "But our phones aren't working." She lowered her voice. She wasn't sure. Would Michail approve it or not? Kattie drew her face closer, "I told you about the satellite phone." She asked. She nodded, "Did you text,
Her heart was pounding and her hands were shaking. She tried the door. She couldn't jump in this condition. It was locked. 'How did he know about my pregnancy? Ethan trusted him. He must have told him everything. He betrayed him. What would he do to us? Kattie shouldn't be here. I'd be responsible for everything. He would ask for a big ransom. I wish! He isn't working for Stefano.' "Are you working for Stefano?" she asked with a distasteful voice. "Are you planning to jump out of the car in this condition?" His gaze turned to her through the rearview mirror, "It's locked." He added. Kattie winced, "No, it's stupidity, Mia." She moved forward and pulled her hand away and shook her head furiously. Her eyes closed as she tried to calm her breathing, "I wasn't even thinking about it." She said. "You should eat something," Kattie breathed and gave a box of cookies. She could see fear in her eyes and her hands were shaking. She too
When they reached the store again. Everything was sabotaged. Two guards were lying on the ground. They were beaten up badly. Kattie was clenching the gun in both hands. There were five goons. Ivan hurried toward her, his knuckles were white with his hold on them. "Ma'am," He said. She stepped back, "Thank you, you came." Her eyes rested on the blood line on the arm, "Kattie! You're bleeding." She raised her feet to reach her but another bulky guard stopped her. "It's nothing. Stay behind." Kattie said. Her eyes were trained on the goons. "I'm giving you one chance. Drop your weapons and take your steps back out of the place." Ivan snarled. His second hand went at his back for another gun. "We are not going anywhere without her," Their leader pointed his gun at her and laughed. She panicked. Dread made her hands tremble. She felt goosebumps in the exposed skin. "I won't warn you again." He said and pulled the trigge
She grabbed the towel and patted it on her face. After making it dry, she wasn't bothered to change into a beautiful gown today. She paced out and closed the washroom behind her. Her feet halted when she saw a dark brown printed gown lying on one side of the mattress. Her heart hopped in happiness. 'He still cares. I was freaking out about it. But he didn't change. He's accepting our baby. It could be hard for him as his world is far away from love and care. Still, he keeps it in his heart for us.' She grabbed it and hugged it to her chest. She whirled on her feet. She reached the hall and looked around for him. There were only Martino and Lucas sitting at the dining table and having their breakfast. "Good morning, why is it only you two?" She asked, again darting her gaze around. "Ethan is with Robbie and Ivan. I haven't seen Kattie. That's what her name is," Lucas said as he curled his hand around the cup of coffee. "Yes, it
He took Kattie's facial expressions. She jumped to her feet at his sight. He glanced at Ivan. Though, he had kept him updated about everything. He wasn't expecting Kattie in his room. He glanced at his wife. It was late, near midnight. She was sleeping. He sighed, "Shouldn't you be in your room?" He asked intensely, still looking at his wife. "I need to talk to you." She folded her arms over her chest. She was looking pretty upset and annoyed. He knew the reason but it was totally unexpected. "Robbie must be waiting for you." He said, with no expression. Ivan was on his feet. He needed to talk to him. But he could when Kattie was around. She shook her head, "It's about Mia." She said, pressing her lips. "Ivan told me. What happened in the kitchen." He told her, hoping she would end the topic. She wasn't essential for him, but he cared for his family. "Very well! I don't want Svetlana near her. You can send her away, anywhere but
She was watching him through the corners of her eyes. He could easily hurt her and buried her body under the ground, in the woods, or in an abandoned place. A shiver worked down her spine and she quickened her pace. He was following her. Her heart was racing too. 'Why?' She couldn't help darting her glance at him. His dark gaze was looking around as if looking for something. Her fear seemed to vanish for an unknown reason, "Do you need anything? The kitchen is downstairs." She softly told him. He snapped his dark eyes at her. She barely saw people with such intense dark eyes, "No, ma'am." He said. She nodded after a pause and began to pace in the room. "I need to shower." She cringed. "I'm waiting here, ma'am.." He said. She stared at the couch behind him, "Why don't you sit on the couch?" She asked. "I'll be fine. You please carry on." He gestured at the door. She walked in and bolted the do