Baby's Point of ViewWhat in the world are you wearing? You need to show a little more skin! " Carly teases me, tugging down the sleeve of my oversize shirt, exposing my shoulder. I jumped up and hugged her tight, making her scream. Tears well up in my eyes as I feel her warmth and simply being around her."Carly, I miss you so much," I repeatedly say. After a few seconds of no response, I looked up and it was just a pillow I was hugging. I got up and ran out to the door to look for her and started calling her name out. The place was very dark, but I didn't care and still moved in the forward direction. I ran and ran till I tripped on the wet floor. I pushed myself up only to fall back on the sticky liquid. I looked at my hands to check what it was and, with the smell, I knew it was blood."BLOOD"I say this because I've found myself in the midst of a puddle of it. Carly is at the far end of the room, which I detect quickly. "This is all the blood of the people who perished as a resul
Baby's Point of ViewToday is the final day. I'll be spending the remainder of the afternoon at this unprepossessing children's service facility with my sister Carly, as I am scheduled alone to be picked up by a couple who have offered to take me until I reach the legal age of majority.It's strange to be on the go again as I brush my long hair and try to tie it up as neatly as I can in a low ponytail before placing it in my bag for the evening. Suddenly, I hear footsteps coming into the room, and as I turn around, I see Carly, who is struggling to take a breath."Baby, you're not leaving!!!!" She exclaimed as she tried to inhale as much air as she could with her hand on the doorknob, holding half of her body weight."I-I called her and-and she's on her way to get us." Trying to regain her breath, her words were stuttering. When she finally regains control of her chest, she straightens her body, exhales loudly, wipes the sweat from her brows, and begins walking closer to me."What happ
Baby's Point of viewAfter flailing my arms for an indeterminable amount of time, my head fully spun. Eric didn't stop me but instead waited for me to get exhausted so that I could let out all of the anguish I had been trying to keep hidden in front of Dave. With every breath I took, I could see drops of perspiration and tears falling to the ground. I took in as much air as my lungs could handle."We need to get back to Anthony." Eric's voice was calm and soft said snapping me from my fit. A little round flask filled with a yellow liquid is placed in front of me, and I accept it. I knew it was some kind of energizer, and if I had been in any other situation, I would have hesitated to take it, but after what had just happened, I wanted to feel good right now. I didn't bother to inquire what was in it; instead, I simply gulped it all down without thinking.The liquid tasted like water, but it was so wonderfully cool that as soon as I felt a few drops down my neck, I wanted to dump the w
Charles's Point of ViewThis is the first time I've seen my brother's area in over half a year. As soon as the plane crosses inside Peter's airspace. I took a glance around his territory and realized that not much would be lost if this place were to be turned into a wasteland. Luck really does fall on Peter's side. Somehow, he manages to save this pathetic place without doing much of the heavy lifting.The general was well aware of how much I despise Peter and it would be a favor much appreciated by me If he were to annihilate everything Peter owns, including him. He knew, it wouldn't affect me at all.The only reason for his decision to target Peter's region is that another traitor has released information about the whereabouts of my most highly valued person, and he wants to take his last shot at vengeance, knowing that he no longer has any hope of succeeding now that Saint has announced his commitment to me, making everyone turn their backs on all their pledges with him in no overs
Baby's Point of viewThey say hate and love have a very thin line between them, and I look back at the fresh memory that occurred in that plane. I knew it was all hate that I was feeling, but my actions said the latter. They both disturbingly exist side by side within me as I watch Charles's skin turn blue until his body slumps down on the floor, barely breathing. I should have been filled with so much joy seeing him in this condition, but instead I was screaming "no" inside the pod. He uttered those words again before collapsing completely. I couldn't explain the battle inside me and why I was feeling this way, contemplating what had just happened.Before the pod released me, it had applied a protective plastic coating to my face and body, starting at the top and working down. The smart system told me to put on the oxygen mask to activate the pod's unlock mechanism, which I had to figure out on my own after a while.Strong air pressure releases could be heard as the pod produced a de
Baby's Point of ViewTo continue being involved in the upbringing of our children, I had to gain his newfound degree of trust. I couldn't simply be just a mother to my children. I had to fight every day to be in their lives, leaving me always fantasizing about situations I could have done. My mind works wonders in those moments. A habit I could never shake growing up and training as a retriever.A strategy to escape would not be difficult for me to devise. In my imagination, I have always been able to successfully pledge it, knowing the things that I know now. Nevertheless, Charles is brilliant, he knew that getting me pregnant again would cement my future. I would never be able to walk away from his obsession, away from all of the madness.I was able to recall the day when Carly arrived on the island even now. Unfortunately, it wasn't the reunion I had hoped would take place. Charles was always aware of the fact that she would persuade me to organize an escape. It was another test th
Baby's Point of view"I've missed your presence, my wife." As I approached Charles, he called for all to hear. I could feel my pulse beating much quicker than it had been only a few hours before. Every time I move closer and closer to him, I make an effort to draw in as much air as I can because he is standing so tall with his ripped arms spread out in front of him, it is clear that he is expecting a hug.I was paying attention to both his demeanor and his clothing, which consisted of a very casual white round shirt and a pair of gray casual sweatpants that complemented each other and made him seem younger than he often does when he wears suits. This served as a hint to me that he had set aside the entire day for me, and that up until this point, everything had been meticulously organized. He had anticipated that I wouldn't press my yearning concern for the children with the institution, and even if I deviated from the schedule, Charles would find a way for me to arrive here at this p
WARNING: This book won't make sense until you've read Beg Harder Book 1. I connected all the chapters so if you skip any you will not get the storyline on this book.DAVE'S POINT OF VIEWKnowing exactly my situation in life has given me the push to do things no one can. I rose up to every challenge I'm given, especially owing my life to Peter.From the beginning of our family's history, he was the most beloved of the two brothers. I wouldn't call him the lesser of two evils since he is just as vicious as the other.It's easy for me to understand the favoring since I prefer Peter over Charles; nevertheless, I must confess that our empire was on the verge of disintegrating under Peter's leadership.The revolt against Peter was much more powerful than he could ever manage. His attractions are well-liked by our whole clan, but we need someone who is successfully feared by everyone and who maintains the established order with an iron fist. This is where Charles comes in, he has built a gro
Baby's Point of view"I've missed your presence, my wife." As I approached Charles, he called for all to hear. I could feel my pulse beating much quicker than it had been only a few hours before. Every time I move closer and closer to him, I make an effort to draw in as much air as I can because he is standing so tall with his ripped arms spread out in front of him, it is clear that he is expecting a hug.I was paying attention to both his demeanor and his clothing, which consisted of a very casual white round shirt and a pair of gray casual sweatpants that complemented each other and made him seem younger than he often does when he wears suits. This served as a hint to me that he had set aside the entire day for me, and that up until this point, everything had been meticulously organized. He had anticipated that I wouldn't press my yearning concern for the children with the institution, and even if I deviated from the schedule, Charles would find a way for me to arrive here at this p
Baby's Point of ViewTo continue being involved in the upbringing of our children, I had to gain his newfound degree of trust. I couldn't simply be just a mother to my children. I had to fight every day to be in their lives, leaving me always fantasizing about situations I could have done. My mind works wonders in those moments. A habit I could never shake growing up and training as a retriever.A strategy to escape would not be difficult for me to devise. In my imagination, I have always been able to successfully pledge it, knowing the things that I know now. Nevertheless, Charles is brilliant, he knew that getting me pregnant again would cement my future. I would never be able to walk away from his obsession, away from all of the madness.I was able to recall the day when Carly arrived on the island even now. Unfortunately, it wasn't the reunion I had hoped would take place. Charles was always aware of the fact that she would persuade me to organize an escape. It was another test th
Baby's Point of viewThey say hate and love have a very thin line between them, and I look back at the fresh memory that occurred in that plane. I knew it was all hate that I was feeling, but my actions said the latter. They both disturbingly exist side by side within me as I watch Charles's skin turn blue until his body slumps down on the floor, barely breathing. I should have been filled with so much joy seeing him in this condition, but instead I was screaming "no" inside the pod. He uttered those words again before collapsing completely. I couldn't explain the battle inside me and why I was feeling this way, contemplating what had just happened.Before the pod released me, it had applied a protective plastic coating to my face and body, starting at the top and working down. The smart system told me to put on the oxygen mask to activate the pod's unlock mechanism, which I had to figure out on my own after a while.Strong air pressure releases could be heard as the pod produced a de
Charles's Point of ViewThis is the first time I've seen my brother's area in over half a year. As soon as the plane crosses inside Peter's airspace. I took a glance around his territory and realized that not much would be lost if this place were to be turned into a wasteland. Luck really does fall on Peter's side. Somehow, he manages to save this pathetic place without doing much of the heavy lifting.The general was well aware of how much I despise Peter and it would be a favor much appreciated by me If he were to annihilate everything Peter owns, including him. He knew, it wouldn't affect me at all.The only reason for his decision to target Peter's region is that another traitor has released information about the whereabouts of my most highly valued person, and he wants to take his last shot at vengeance, knowing that he no longer has any hope of succeeding now that Saint has announced his commitment to me, making everyone turn their backs on all their pledges with him in no overs
Baby's Point of viewAfter flailing my arms for an indeterminable amount of time, my head fully spun. Eric didn't stop me but instead waited for me to get exhausted so that I could let out all of the anguish I had been trying to keep hidden in front of Dave. With every breath I took, I could see drops of perspiration and tears falling to the ground. I took in as much air as my lungs could handle."We need to get back to Anthony." Eric's voice was calm and soft said snapping me from my fit. A little round flask filled with a yellow liquid is placed in front of me, and I accept it. I knew it was some kind of energizer, and if I had been in any other situation, I would have hesitated to take it, but after what had just happened, I wanted to feel good right now. I didn't bother to inquire what was in it; instead, I simply gulped it all down without thinking.The liquid tasted like water, but it was so wonderfully cool that as soon as I felt a few drops down my neck, I wanted to dump the w
Baby's Point of ViewToday is the final day. I'll be spending the remainder of the afternoon at this unprepossessing children's service facility with my sister Carly, as I am scheduled alone to be picked up by a couple who have offered to take me until I reach the legal age of majority.It's strange to be on the go again as I brush my long hair and try to tie it up as neatly as I can in a low ponytail before placing it in my bag for the evening. Suddenly, I hear footsteps coming into the room, and as I turn around, I see Carly, who is struggling to take a breath."Baby, you're not leaving!!!!" She exclaimed as she tried to inhale as much air as she could with her hand on the doorknob, holding half of her body weight."I-I called her and-and she's on her way to get us." Trying to regain her breath, her words were stuttering. When she finally regains control of her chest, she straightens her body, exhales loudly, wipes the sweat from her brows, and begins walking closer to me."What happ
Baby's Point of ViewWhat in the world are you wearing? You need to show a little more skin! " Carly teases me, tugging down the sleeve of my oversize shirt, exposing my shoulder. I jumped up and hugged her tight, making her scream. Tears well up in my eyes as I feel her warmth and simply being around her."Carly, I miss you so much," I repeatedly say. After a few seconds of no response, I looked up and it was just a pillow I was hugging. I got up and ran out to the door to look for her and started calling her name out. The place was very dark, but I didn't care and still moved in the forward direction. I ran and ran till I tripped on the wet floor. I pushed myself up only to fall back on the sticky liquid. I looked at my hands to check what it was and, with the smell, I knew it was blood."BLOOD"I say this because I've found myself in the midst of a puddle of it. Carly is at the far end of the room, which I detect quickly. "This is all the blood of the people who perished as a resul
Baby's Point of ViewThe spark that ignited the new war arrived so unexpectedly that no one, except for the general, could have predicted it would happen. He waited and practiced blindsiding until he was proficient. The general has been plotting and waiting for his one moment for the whole time he has been watching the family clan grow richer and more powerful.That opportunity presented itself when he found out that Carly had shot Charles in the head. He didn't waste time grabbing this information and spreading it through the right people. He used all of his alliances to persuade them of how much power their country could achieve with his military expertise if they pledged to him.The general was so charming and eloquent that he made these leaders believe that the strength of a nation is measured by the scope of its capability of defending its resources. What he didn't expect was that blood would always be thicker than water. He should have known that Charles's brother, Peter, would
Charles's Point of View"This is going to be a mistake, Charles. I could just give her the wrong coordinates and we could have someone retrieve her. " Rich pauses from air swiping the command on the screen, and I can tell how frustrated he is using this system without his glass tablet by his stern worried expression."Of all people, you should be the first person to know that second chances only come once. It's no longer effective to use all those weaknesses we put in a box against her. If I want to have a queen who is just as ruthless as me in this new world we're trying to build, she needs to understand how powerful she can become if she gets on my side. " I got up from my seat, moving closer to the monitor screen as I looked at Baby hugging our little son. My finger touches the air as I play with her hologram's image. Why am I still so engrossed with her? I can't imagine the day that I will no longer feel this strongly for her. Everything about her keeps pulling me back to my obses