Aaron’s Pov I watched Hanna lay down and sleep on the chair that she was seated, she battled with the sleep for some minutes but the grip was too strong in her as she found herself under the influence of the sedatives that the doctor had put.I was happy that she had fallen asleep already but then I remembered that the sedatives could kill her if it’s too much and that would be worse if she dies because I would also be arrested as an accomplice for a murderous person. “Doctor, hope she is not going to die? And hope nothing bad will happen to her?” I asked him with a tone of concern.“What kind of question is that? Are you praying for her to die?” He asked me sharply.“No I’m not. I’m just curious to know because when sedatives are too much it can lead to death.” I told him.“When did you finish medical school?” The doctor asked me. “Medical school? What do you mean by that?” I asked out of curiosity.“You were talking like a doctor just now that’s why I’m asking.” “No… that’s not
Aaron’s Pov As the ambulance and police arrived, everywhere was noisy with the blaring of sirens and the voiceover from the police department that was calling everyone to order at that moment. The police came in their cars, and the ambulance came with their own buses, like about two. Some people were still alive among the patients, and some were at the point of death at the arrival of the ambulance and police officers that came. I quickly pointed to the two of my men who died so the ambulance could carry them and probably find a way to revive them, but they checked their pulses and confirmed that they were dead and couldn’t carry a dead body amongst living people. They told me that people from the mortuary will come and get their bodies, keep them until they locate their relatives, and then hand over the bodies to them. “They should not come for my men; just leave them.” I said this to one of the nurses that came with the ambulance.“We’re sorry we can’t take them with us since the
Aaron’s Pov “Are you sure about it?” I asked him to be sure enough to be rest assured. “Yes, I told you that I don’t want to continue the treatment of Hannah, so I will explain some medical terms to the ambulance team and they would pick it up from there and then you have nothing to worry about afterwards.” The doctor said with an assuring tone of confidence. “Doc, if anything happens to Hannah I won’t take it easy with you. Her blood will be in your hands and upon your head.” I said to him boldly. “That’s enough. Don’t start again with your treats and your nonchalant attitude.” He tried cautioning me.“Me?” “What are you guys discussing?” Detective Kelvin asked, as he saw us wisphering amongst ourselves. “Erm…we’re just having some personal conversations about the issue.” I replied him with a weak smile. “And you said you came here for a patient? With the way you’re talking as if you guys have been close for a long period of time.” He said, trying to act like he suspected some
Aaron’s Pov We entered the vehicle of the policemen, and the sirens were blaring as we passed by the road. Passersby were wondering what was going on and why the police moved in such a convoy like that. They could have probably thought a prominent person was passing or randomly thought that there was an emergency that came up in the city. Before we moved far away, I saw the press coming in with cameras and equipment to capture the ruins of the hospital after the incident. They interviewed some police officers and some of the nurses who were evacuating the dead bodies at that moment. Unfortunately, the press didn’t interview us, even though they came towards the scene. We had already moved, and I was watching from the glass of the window in the car. My mind drifted back to Hannah as I remembered what happened to her. My heart was beating faster than usual as a result of anxiety and fear of the unknown. I was worried about many things. I hoped she would wake up from the sedatives t
Aaron’s Pov “Easy detective, you don’t need to shout on us. We would coperate as we are matured men with stature and integrity.” I quickly cautioned him. “Okay plese come down from the vehicle and let us proceed.” He said politely. We respected ourselves as we came down from the vehicle, I walked right beside doctor Peter as we entered into the police station where the interrogation would begin with immediate effect. Some policemen hailed detective Kelvin and his superior officer who followed us from the crime scene to the police station. “Sit here.” A policeman instructed us, as he pointed his fingers to the chair that was in front of us. We sat there observing, as the detective and the superior went into another room to discuss things that were best known to them. But I guessed it was about what happened at the hospital where Hannah was admitted into. While they were still in their office, I tried creating a conversation with doctor Peter but this time around he just turned hi
Aaron’s Pov As I waited for my mom to come and meet me at the police station, different thoughts played through my mind. I was scared of going to prison, and I was also scared of losing Hannah. I was scared of two different things at that particular time; I couldn’t join two different things together, so I focused on the one that was pending currently, which was the police station. “What do we suggest we do?” The doctor asked me this time around.I was surprised by his question and wanted to ignore him. I had been asking him questions since, and he ignored me, so I felt like it was my best time to take revenge. I felt like a god for that little period of time. “You don’t need to ignore me. Just talk to me and let’s find a way out of this mess that would suit us. We’re doing just seated here without any alternative!!.” He yelled at me.“Speak for yourself doctor Peter, don’t generalize anything. You don’t have an alternative but I do have an alternative Infact it’s a solution!!” I
Hannah’s POV When I blinked my eyes severally, I felt the cold breeze blow on my skin, the silent hums of the machine were audible in my ears, and the lighting in the room was shining brightly into my eyes. I wondered what was going on and what I was doing in that room; it looked so strange and weird, but I couldn’t imagine what was going on around me. Someone dressed in a white apron, looking like a nurse, walked close to me as I lay down on the bed. I was still blinking my eyes, trying to get myself to understand what was going on at that moment, until she came close to me. “Hello ma’am.” She said it softly. I couldn’t respond to her greetings because it looked like my mouth was heavy, and I didn’t even have the energy to say anything at that moment. “Are you okay? Do you need anything?” She asked me again. I still couldn’t respond; I just kept blinking my eyes and moving my head from one side to the other in discomfort. “Should I get you water?” She asked me the third quest
Aaron’s POV As I tried explaining to my mom, she was feeling reluctant to listen just because she was eager to get me out of prison and deal with the person who had brought her son to the police station. My mom was a no-nonsense person who always wanted to be at the top and would not allow anyone to take advantage of her. Mum always wanted to be in charge and wouldn’t agree to allow anyone else to control or be controlling her. I knew her so well, and I tried to calm her down. “Mum, you need to listen to me because you can’t fight a case that you don’t know anything about. What exactly do you want to tell them?” I asked her sharply. "Okay, what happened? Let me hear you! And please summarize, because there’s no time on our side. I need to get you out as soon as possible.” Mum replied.“Ma, are you sure that you’re going to get us out of this place?” Doctor Peter asked my mom out of curiosity.“Wait, where did you say that you know this man from?” Mum asked, ignoring the question o
Aaron’s POVThe low hum of the city filtered in through the windows as I sat in my office, staring at the paperwork spread out in front of me. The numbers blurred together, and I realized, for the first time in a long while, I was finding it impossible to concentrate.I leaned back in my chair, running a hand over my face. I’d been doing everything I could to keep things running smoothly at Spears Real Estate, especially after the chaos of Hanna’s kidnapping and the media storm that followed. But no matter how hard I tried to keep my head in the game, my thoughts always drifted back to her.Hanna.She’d been staying at my place ever since the hospital released her, and though she was physically healing, I could tell she was still struggling emotionally. The trauma from what Michael put her through was something that wasn’t going to fade overnight. But that wasn’t the only thing on her mind. I knew she was trying to figure out where she fit in my life—if she even had a place there. And
Hanna’s POVI had thought that once I was back on my feet, things would start feeling normal again. But standing here in Aaron’s penthouse, watching the city lights blink outside the window, it was clear that "normal" was nowhere in sight. Not after everything that happened with Michael.It had been a few weeks since I’d been released from the hospital, and while my body was healing, my mind was far from it. I still woke up in the middle of the night, heart pounding in my chest, haunted by the sound of Michael’s voice and the feel of cold steel against my skin. But even worse were the thoughts that followed—thoughts about Aaron, about what we’d become after all of this.Aaron had been nothing but supportive, always there when I needed him. He had gone from cold and distant to someone I could rely on, someone who made me feel safe in a way I hadn’t felt in a long time. But that safety came with complications. The more time I spent around him, the harder it was to ignore the growing ten
Aaron’s POVThe elevator doors slid shut behind me with a soft click, leaving me alone with my thoughts. I stared at my reflection in the polished metal, the dark circles under my eyes and the tightness in my jaw a testament to how much weight I’d been carrying lately. I looked like hell, but that didn’t matter right now. Not when Hanna was upstairs, resting, still healing from the trauma she had just gone through.And now, as if dealing with Michael hadn’t been enough, Maureen had reappeared, dragging her own shadow over everything. She had come to my home—Hanna’s temporary refuge—to check on her. Or so she said. But I knew better. Maureen was never one to act out of kindness or concern. There was always an agenda.I could still hear her voice, calm and composed, as she had stood in the hallway only moments ago, trying to justify her involvement with Michael. "It was never part of the plan for her to get hurt," she had said, as if that made everything better.I clenched my fists, a
Hanna’s POV The soft murmur of voices outside the bedroom filtered through the door, but I couldn’t bring myself to move. Every inch of my body ached, bruises blooming across my skin, a cruel reminder of how close I had come to losing everything. I shifted slightly in the bed, wincing as a sharp pain shot through my ribs. The bedroom was dim, the only light coming from a small bedside lamp casting a soft glow over the plush surroundings. Aaron’s apartment—no, his sanctuary—was a far cry from the cold, sterile hospital room I had woken up in earlier. He had insisted on bringing me here the moment the doctors cleared me for release, refusing to let me spend another night under harsh fluorescent lights and beeping monitors. I was grateful, but I couldn’t shake the heavyness in my chest. I hadn’t just escaped Michael’s grasp; I’d barely clawed my way out, and the cost was starting to weigh on me. Everything felt surreal. I was safe now—at least, physically—but my mind kept replaying
Hanna’s POVThe night air hit me like a cold slap, jolting me back to reality as my lungs burned with every gasping breath. My legs ached, but I kept running. I didn’t have a destination in mind—just the desperate urge to get away from Michael. The knife was still clutched tightly in my hand, and I could feel its weight grounding me, a reminder that I had finally fought back. But as I rounded the corner of the building, a crushing thought stopped me in my tracks. Aaron. I had left Aaron behind.What was freedom without him?My feet skidded to a halt, and I leaned against the brick wall, my heart pounding so hard I thought it might burst. How could I have run? I had left Aaron alone in that room with Michael, with a man who was out of his mind. Michael wouldn’t stop at anything. He was dangerous, and now Aaron was at his mercy.I pressed a hand to my chest, trying to calm the panic that was rising inside me, but the fear wouldn’t let up. Images of Aaron—bleeding, hurt, or worse—floode
HANNA As I emerged from behind the dumpster, Aaron's eyes locked onto mine, filled with relief and concern. His face, etched with worry, softened as he took in my disheveled appearance. I collapsed into his arms, tears streaming down my face, as the weight of our ordeal finally began to lift."Thank God you're safe," he whispered, holding me tightly. His warm breath against my ear sent shivers down my spine, but this time it was a comforting sensation. I felt protected, sheltered from the horrors we'd faced. The sirens and chaos surrounding us faded into the background as I buried my face in his chest, letting the steady beat of his heart calm my own racing pulse.We stood there for what felt like an eternity, the only sound being our ragged breathing. Aaron's hands cradled my face, his thumbs wiping away my tears as he searched my eyes for any sign of hurt. I knew he was looking for more than physical wounds; he was searching for the emotional scars that Michael had inflicted. I tri
Hanna’s POVMy heart raced in my chest as I felt the weight of the knife in my hand. The cold steel was both a comfort and a curse. I had finally found a way to fight back, but I wasn’t sure how far I was willing to go to protect myself. Michael’s eyes widened in shock as he took a step back, his hand pressed against the wound. “Are you insane?” he hissed, a mix of disbelief and anger in his voice. The blood seeped through his fingers, staining the fabric of his shirt. “Let me go, Michael,” I said, my voice steady despite the chaos swirling inside me. “This is over.”He took another cautious step back, assessing the situation, but I could see the anger boiling in his eyes. “You think you can just stab me and walk out of here?” he spat, a cruel smile creeping across his face. “You don’t understand who you’re dealing with.”“I understand perfectly,” I shot back, my grip tightening on the knife. “I know you’re a coward who thinks he can control everything with fear. But not anymore.”M
Hanna’s POV“Are you done?” Micheal askedMy eyes were on the keys he had hooked to his belt buckle, the keys to the door.I nodded and pushed the plate of half-eaten steak towards him.I held my breath and watched his face for a reaction as he picked up the plate and left the room nothing. He hadn’t noticed anything, great. I slid the knife out ofmy pocket and held the sharp edge to the wires binding my arms. It was extremely uncomfortable having to hold the handle with my fingertips while trying to cut through the wires.Fortunately, it was slowly making a dent, but it was torture seeing how slow it was. I was starting to lose hope in using the knife when I heard footsteps approaching, and I hurriedly slid the knife underneath my buttocks and sat on it. Michael returned back, this time with my phone to his ear. He was talking to someone, and there was a satisfied grin on his face. Had Faith managed to get him what he wanted? I felt bad for her; she was dragged into all this simply
Aaron’s POV“Aaron wait!” My mommom said and rushed towards me,“I can handle it; don’t put yourself at risk.” She added“You had your chance. I already have this,this, so just stay out of the way.” I said and held up the bracelet I had taken from her room a few minutes ago.“If you hadn’t done it in the first place,place, I wouldn’t need to put myself in danger.” I said, She had herself to blame for all this.“I was thinking about our family;; I did this for you as well,,” she said.said. “I didn’t ask you to.” I said “You didn’t have to;; I’m your mother;; it’s my responsibility to take care of you.” She said Her idea of responsibility was incredibly messed up.“That wasn’t your choice. You nearly ruined my life.” I said if I was too late to save Hanna, then she would have completely ruined my life. I’d never forgive her then.“She wasn’t good for you.” She said “That wasn’t your decision to make.” I said and walked towards my car.car.“Are you really going to do this?” She asked