Zane's POVReturning from purchasing the bottle water for Belle, I was not prepared for the sight that greeted me when I entered.“Belle, here is the wa…” My words got drowned in disbelief as I stared at the unruly sight before me. My eyes fell on the conniving son of a bitch, hovering over Belle’s bed with his hands gripping her firmly. I could see he face contorting in pain as she struggled to break free from his grasp.The bottle in my hands fell to the ground and something snapped cut. I moved like a ferocious beast towards Dave.“Don’t you dare lay your filthy hands on her, you worthless sniveling bastard.” I punched Dave hard in the face and that sent him sprawling onto the floor across the room.“Oh my God!” I heard Belle's gasp. I was seething in anger, my fists clenched at my sides as I glared at Dave, who was sprawled across the room, gripping his face in pain. The only thing on my mind was how to beat him into a pulp, to smash his hands in a million ways so that he would
Dave's POVAs I stood up and left the room, I left with barely contained anger. The sterile, white walls of the hospital ward felt like they were closing in on me. The beeping of the machines, the murmur of voices, it all became a distant hum as my anger grew. My fists clenched at my sides, and I could feel the heat rising in my face. Belle was in there, with that... that hoodlum. Zane Caruso. The name alone made my blood boil. He sure had a strong fist.As I walked down with my feet stomping loudly down the corridor. It was a private ward and contained less people in it. My steps echoed in the hallway but I couldn't care less.I needed to get myself cleaned up. I made a turn and found a washroom, I slipped in. I turned on the water and splashed it on my face. I hissed as I felt the wound sting when colliding with water.I took a towel from the warmer and pressed it to my face. I cleaned out the bruises that were left behind by Zane. I smiled mischievously and took out my phone.I
Zane's POVI stood by the door, trying to mask the irritation bubbling inside me. Their being here would only mean that son of a bitch had a ratty mouth or an agenda or maybe both.“What do you want?” I asked, feigning ignorance of who they were as I looked at the angry faces of the Perri's family standing in front of me. Dr. John, who seemed to have shown them the way to the room, stepped forward and spoke. “They came to me, saying they need to transfer Belle to the Scott family hospital where she works,” he explained.I raised an eyebrow, still pretending not to recognize them. “And who are they to make such demands? Can they not speak for themselves?”Just as Laurent Perri was about to speak, I heard Belle’s voice from within the room. “Who are the people at the door?” she called out with her tone curious and slightly anxious.Her mother passed me a brunt look and without waiting for an invitation, she brushed past me and walked into the room, followed closely by her father, Edwi
Belle's POVMy heart tore in a million pieces as I watched Zane walked away looking angry. But for the IV ropes that was still dripping with saline water, I would have pursued after him.Returning my gaze to my mother who looked like an angry mother bear, I tried to maintain some form of composure despite the deafening silence that hung over the room.My father’s stern voice broke the silence first. “Who was that?” he demanded, his eyes boring into mine.“He’s just a friend,” I replied softly, my voice trembling. “He helped me when I had an accident.”My mother stepped closer, her face etched with worry and anger. “Accident you say? What the hell happened, Belle?” I knew Dave must have already told them his version of events before they arrived. I could imagine him pushing all the blame onto me, making it seem like I was the one who had caused the miscarriage, like I was the one who had killed our baby. Taking a deep breath, I said, “The baby is gone.”My mother’s eyes widened with
Belle's POVLeaving the Reid hospital was bittersweet. No one loved to be a patient, but I felt safe there. It was a better place to be than the chaotic storm that my life had become. My parents and Ben accompanied me as we first made a stop at the Scott family hospital. “Run a full body scan," My father instructed the lab scientist.I was moved from one unit to the other, just to ensure I was alright. Once they were done, we returned to the car park."Mom, I think it would be best if Belle came home with us," Ben said gently, standing beside me as my parents made to enter their car. They paused and glanced at me. I looked miserable already, so a little more droopy lips would make anyone give into my desires. After a while, my mother asked. "Is that what you want, Belle?" she asked. I hated staying at home and they knew it. I felt policed whenever I stayed there, but right now it was a better option to staying with Dave. I nodded. "Yes, Mom. I think it would be good for me."She
Dave's POVI tossed in bed but my movement was restricted by the thick pound of flesh that sprawled over me sexily. I opened my eyes briefly, allowing the warmth of Jane's soft body rest on my toned muscles a bit.After a while, I gently lifted her off me and slipped out of bed, careful not to wake her. She murmured something inaudibly and rolled over, still deeply asleep.I checked the time and it was long past noon day. I sighed and walked quietly towards the bathroom. I needed to go make sure the drugs for the pharmacy landed in good condition.I turned on the shower and let the hot water wash away the remaining sleep that lingered in my eyes. After spending a while in there, I went out of the bathroom and got into the closet.I took out my phone and dialed Jason. The pharmacy store was running low on drugs to sell and severally, we kept having unidentified persons hijack our containment.“Mr. Scott," He said once the call connected.“What time are we expecting the containment to
Zane's POVI sat in my room, staring at my phone, listening to Belle’s voicemail for what felt like the hundredth time. It had been over a week since the hospital incident, and each time I tried to reach her, I was met with the same automated message.“Hi, this is Belle. I can’t come to the phone right now. Please leave a message, and I’ll get back to you as soon as I can.”I ended the call, frustration boiling inside me. Was she alright? Why wasn’t she answering? My thoughts spiraled as I dialed Kamille and Amanda, putting them on a conference call.“Hello Zane. Everything alright?” Kamille answered first, her voice tinged with curiosity.“Not really . I’ve got Amanda on the line too,” I said.“What’s going on, Zane?” Amanda’s voice chimed in.I took a deep breath and began explaining everything that had happened since Belle’s miscarriage caused by her fiancé, Dave, to the way her family treated her, and now my inability to reach her.“That’s Belle for you,” Amanda said after I finis
Belle's POVThe days had been dragging on endlessly. My heart ached with the longing to see or at least talk to Zane. Since coming back home, I had been holed up inside the house and the most places I visit, I went were with the family driver. And he was either taking me to and from work as if I were a child in need of constant supervision. Gradually my cup of tolerance was also coming to its end.A loud knock on my office door broke my thoughts. I looked up to see Jane standing there, a smug look plastered across her face."What do you want, Jane?" I asked, trying to mask my irritation.Jane had been acting like the queen of the Coast since I resumed the work. She kept on picking on the junior doctors, aids and children. Jane's smirk widened. "I want you to get the fuck out of the hospital right now," she demanded.Great. Finally, she spoke. "Thank you for finally saying something," I replied, gathering my things. I was already tired of staring at the medical books in front of me,