John's POV Luckily, I was prepared for her visit. I wouldn't call it unexpected because I was the one that invited her to come. But she didn't call to tell me the time she was going to arrive. All I got was a message from the security, saying that Rebecca was looking for me. I gestured to him to let her come into my room. In no time, she gorgeously walked into my room. Looking as irresistible as ever. She wore a short red dress. It revealed her curves at respective spots. “Here, have a seat” I said while pointing towards the sofa that was next to my bed. She didn't hesitate to walk to the sofa and slowly sit down as she put down her bag. “What did I do to deserve this invitation? I was never looking forward to a time like this ever in my life” she asked softly while maintaining a keen eye contact with me. Those beautiful eyes of hers and the memories of all that we have done together were enough to seduce me into forgetting what I reason for inviting her was. But I was determined
John's POVI grabbed a whip. The best weapon that I could use to inflict enough pain on her. Her dress was already drenched, so it was going to allow the whips's pain to become even more intense.“Do you think that whip is going to make me tell you whatever you want to hear?” She giggled. This girl is such a menace. While ignoring what she just said, I started flogging her without giving her any space to catch her breath. She kept screaming and groaning at the top of her voice, but I didn't have any intentions of stopping.I kept flogging her until I noticed that my hands were getting weak. I took a moment to catch my breath, and then I grabbed a seat on a chair that was right beside me.“What do you know about my father?” I asked. I knew she was going to take the bait.“I don't know enough about your father. You hardly talk about him” she replied. There's the lie. I expected she was going to lie. I took a gun in my hand and shot her right foot.I was trained by my father on how to ma
Sarah's POVI have finally gotten used to hearing those disturbing noises coming from John's basement. His regular routine of torturing people. But this time, I was really curious to see who it was.I have been hearing repeated gunshots, and yet it didn't seem like he was aiming to kill the person. I sneaked downstairs and walked up close to the door of the basement. It's a good thing that I didn't see Parker standing outside. He must have told him to leave the front of the door.I was about to push the door open, with the intent of catching him off guard. But the door pulled open on its own. Shockingly, it was John who opened the door.He was covered in blood, and he had a soft smile on his face. He must have done an extremely dirty job inside there. Before I could make a run, he grabbed my hand. “I am sorry, I was just curious to know what was going on in there.” I knew he was going to react angrily because he was always strict concerning his privacy.“Always remain in your room no
Sarah's POVI knew I was a goner. This would be the last time that I would be able to say a word. I closed my eyes as I waited patiently for my doom. His hand reached for my jaw and knew that was going to be the end of it for me. But something shocking happened. He was holding my jaw softly.I was expecting him to grab me tightly, but his grip was rather soft. “You're such a marvel, Sarah,” he said. I doubt if my ears are working properly now. I opened my eyes to see if I was dreaming. Maybe he slit my throat instead of my tongue.I opened my eyes only to find him smiling softly at me. A very rare smile if you're to ask me. I have never seen him in this mood before. I shivered to my bones as I sat there, looking at a man who had the intention to beat me till I was half dead. This is quite a shocking scenario.“What happened, sir?” I was pushed to ask a question. Something has got to be wrong somewhere.“I bet you've earned my trust a bit. You're quite the best deal. A very good employ
Sarah's POVThe sweet scent from the roses had filled the water in the bathtub. All I could think of right now was to look very good in a manner that I would throw John off-balance. I was still confused regarding that sudden outburst of excitement from him.Rodaline helped me get into the dress he bought for me. A silky red dress. I lived the way it looked on me. I didn't need anyone to tell me how perfect it was. “It just fits you perfectly.” Rodaline was forced to let out a sweet compliment from her mouth.She insisted that I should go without wearing any makeup. Besides, I looked good without one on my face. “Thanks” I appreciated her selfless effort towards seeing that I looked my best for this dinner.It was already ten minutes to the time John had given me to get prepared, so I gorgeously walked down to the sitting room in order to sit and wait for him. Surprisingly, I found him sitting on the sofa while taking a smoke from his cigarette.Immediately he saw me, he put away his c
John's POVI don't know why Rebecca walked in and tapped me suddenly. She mentioned something about our deal. I knew she was going to be in this restaurant because the tracker I had placed in her earlier made it easy for me to pinpoint her location.She didn't look in bad shape, by the way. She just had little bruises and scars. They weren't too noticeable, by the way.I was very careful not to fall into one of her traps again. “Why did you call me in here?” I asked curiously as I entered the same restroom with her.“I just wanted to tell you that it is very hard for me to get my hand on your journal again. It's a hard truth, but you need to know that I am not Matt's lover. I am just his pun to do whatever he wills” She said. None of this confession mattered to me anyway.Without thinking twice, I grabbed her neck immediately and pulled her face closer to mine while looking her in the eyes. I knew she had taken a lot of beating from me, but none of that mattered. All I needed was for
Sarah's POVIt is so unfortunate that this night didn't work out as I had expected. I was expecting it to be a night that I would never want to forget, but it turned out to be the night that he had to humiliate me. Everyone in the restaurant just had their eyes on me when that lady came to him and made him follow her into the restroom. I just looked like a fool when I mustered the courage to walk into the restroom and check what he was doing. “The boss said he is coming,” the driver said, forcing me to return from my thoughts, which were already engulfing me. I turned and noticed John had walked out of the car. But the driver drove into the house quickly, so I was unable to see where he was going. “Where did he say he was going to?” I asked the driver curiously. But what I got from him was a cold attitude. He didn't even give me a reply. He just parked the car and came down to open the door for me.I have been here for quite a long time, and yet none of John's workers try to respect
John's POVI thought that the car I saw parked outside my gate was suspicious, but when I decided to go closer, I noticed that it was just an old lady who was having a little problem with her car. Sarah's discussion with Rosaline the previous night got me eaves dropping. Sarah was so convicted about the fact that I could never raise a finger with the aim of killing her. I had to ask myself that question, and I found out that I wasn't wicked enough to do that. I would have killed any other person without having any problem. “I need to talk with you,” I said as I woke her up. I had an expressionless look on my face, but I could not explain the reason for that. “What's going on?” She said while yawning. She had a drowsy look and also a look of surprise. She must be shocked to see that I am dressed up to go to work, but I still have the time to wake her up for a discussion. “Quit wasting my time and sit upright” I said firmly. Her neurons quickly received the impulse, and she quickly
Sarah's POVFinally! I felt it was a dream. Walking down the aisle and the sound of wind beside the beach. It was all a moment I could never forget. My heart's deepest wish was granted. John was finally my husband, and fully mine. Nobody had the right to come in between us. “You look gorgeous this morning, Mrs Stones,” John announced as he walked into the swimming pool section where I was busy having a trip down the sweet memories. He walked to where I sat and wrapped his hand around me as he sat behind me. We both kissed for a while and then looked into each other's eyes while we let out a soft smile. “How was your night?” I asked softly. “It was perfect. What more could be better than sleeping with the knowledge that you're now my wife,” he flattered. I giggled. “Stop flattering me, baby.” “As far as we're together, I can't stop flattering you,” he chuckled. “How long are we going to be in Paris?” I asked curiously. “Your maternity leave just began in Paris,” he replied
John's POVRaymond's wedding raised questions in Sarah's head. Judging from her body language, I could tell how desperate she was for me to start making plans for our wedding. “What are your plans for the wedding?” Raymond asked curiously. I was beginning to feel that these questions were all orchestrated by Sarah herself. Rosaline had come earlier with the same question, and her father too did the same thing. But I left all of them clueless. “Come clean. Did she send you to ask me?” I asked Raymon. “No. Chill out, dude. I am just curious to know what the big man is planning,” he said. I looked at him closely, trying to see if he was behaving suspiciously, but there was no sign towards that anyway. “I have plans. But Sarah is growing impatient by the day,” I replied. “You can't blame her. Her pregnancy is beginning to grow prominent by the day, and she really wants to tie the knot with you. Every woman wants to be at the altar with her fiancée,” he explained. “I get your po
Sarah's POVI had a little to ask my father. “You look so much like your mother when she was so young. Those eyes remind me of her loving heart,” my father said as he went down memory lane. “What happened between you two? Don't lie to me because she also told me that you both got into a really rough situation,” I said. He took a deep breath. “There's nothing to hide anyway. Yes, we both got into a bad situation, and it was all my fault.” His expression gradually changed into a very sad and moody one. “I was a jerk to her. Everything happened because of me anyway,” he continued. “What do you mean, dad?” I asked. “I used to beat her up for fun. Unfortunately, I did these when you were there. You would always make an attempt to defend her from me, but I will ignore you,” he explained. Tears had already started clouding up in his eyes, and I could see how remorseful he was for his actions. “It just felt like I couldn't stop. Like…something was pushing me,” he continued. “So, she
John's POVThe clue has been in my hands since, and I was ignorant about it. “How did you get this picture?” Sarah asked shockingly. “This… Come with me. We're going back to the correctional centre. I think I know who your father is,” I replied as we made a rush out of the house. “What are you talking about?” Sarah's confusion deepened. “Just follow me. Trust me,” I urged. It was still 6 pm, so there was a little window for us to gain access. “Good evening, sir. Please, we would love to see Louis,” I pleaded with the guard as we got into the correctional centre. “I am sorry, sir. We don't accept visitors by this time of the day,” he replied bluntly. “You need to understand, sir. This is very important,” I persisted. “Look, sir. I suggest that you please leave this place at once. Except you want to be meat for the night,” he said angrily. “Come on, man. Work with me. I could give you something in return,” I whispered. “Now you're talking. How much are we looking at?” His exc
Sarah's POVWe moved from prison to prison, searching for clues as to my father's whereabouts. But all we kept getting were negative replies. John was as frustrated as I was. But he wasn't ready to leave my side. “Good afternoon, sir. I am sorry we had to disturb your peaceful afternoon,” John said as we both walked into the warden's office. Edward was replaced by another warden, and he looked quite rigid. “I don't have a problem, as long as you guys make your visit fast,” he said with a baritone voice. “Oh, we are just here to ask you if you know about a man named Reese in this prison,” I said politely. “I am sorry, but that name hasn't been mentioned within these walls since I've been here,” He gave a straight reply without looking at our faces. “You could probably look at the records, I guess…” “You need to leave. I have provided the information you needed,” he interjected rudely. “Just give us a listening ear,” I said firmly. “Leave my office immediately. Silly humans
John's POVRaymond's news was the news I have been waiting for. Sarah's questions kept coming but I wasn't ready to answer them. “Just wait until we get to the station. You will see it for yourself,” I replied firmly. Immediately we got to the police station, I quickly rushed out of the car with Sarah and rushed into the building. “Where is he?” I asked desperately. Raymond quickly pointed towards the interrogation room. Without further hesitation, I quickly rushed into the interrogation room. I raged towards Johnson and gave him a firm punch to the face. It didn't end with one punch. I kept punching him over and over until Raymond rushed in and pulled me away from him. “Get yourself together, man. He isn't worth the stress,” he said. “Let me deal with him. He's the fault my fiancée is in all this pain and trauma. Her mother was supposed to be alive if not for that scum sitting there,” I yelled angrily while struggling to loosen Raymond's grip on me. “Calm your nerves man.
Sarah's POV After what happened with Rebecca the other day, I have been sick and worried about John. He has a lot of enemies, and you can't tell when he is going to get attacked again. I heaved a deep sigh of frustration as I used my right hand to massage my forehead. I was feeling a little bit stressed, and I sure could use a break. I have been working seriously these few days, and John warned me against that. “Do you need some rest, ma'am,” Grace said as she walked into my office unannounced. “You didn't knock? Do you think you can just walk in at will?” I asked angrily. “I am sorry, ma. I have been at it for a while now. I kept knocking, but you didn't give me any response,” she replied softly. “My bad. Maybe I didn't hear you. Gosh!! I have a lot of things going on in my head,” I lamented. “I am sorry ma'am. You need to have some rest. I can help you handle these emails. That is why I am your PA,” she suggested calmly. “You seem so nice. I guess I ha
John's POVI know I felt a little bit of remorse for treating Rebecca the way I did, but that didn't mean there was room to trust her. “Calm down,darling. I kay cane here to speak with you,” she replied. “How the fuck did you get in?” I asked curiously. “I told you earlier, you can't keep me away,” she said with a quite suspicious smile. “I'm finding it hard to believe a single word you say,” I said. “I don't eddy you to trust me, John. I just cane ro say hello to your fiancée by the way,” she replied. “Take her inside. Make sure you don't let her out of your sight,” I instructed Parker as I handed Sarah's protection over to him. Parker quickly moved up the stairs with Sarah's hand in his. She looked very worried, but I sent out a wink, assuring her that I was going to be fine. “So, now she's away. Can we spend some alone time?” She asked seductively as she made an attempt to take off her dress. “That is not happening with the both of us. I am engaged, and I suggest that yo
John's POV“What's the update, man?” I asked as I walked into an abandoned warehouse. Raymond was able to catch one of the men who worked with Johnson. So we brought him in for a little interrogation. “We've been having a peaceful interrogation, but I can't get him to speak up,” he replied with blood over his fist. “Oh, come on, man. Don't you think you were a little bit hard in him. You should have started with some Russian manicure before beating him. I'm sure he would not withsatdn the pain of three fingers,” I said. Raymond smirked. “You remind me of the good old days.” “So, back to business. Where did he stop?” I said. The victim gave off muffled noises and screams as I approached him. Fortunately, we were able to get good information. He gave us his address, and Raymond didn't hesitate to call his friend who works for the LAPD. “Are you sure you trust this man to handle this situation?” I asked cautiously. “Yes, relax. He's nothing close to Johnson. He can be trusted,