[ZARA]Two days passed in absolute anxiety. And now the moment I had been dreading since the second Maddox handed me the property papers of mom’s shop was finally staring me in the face.There was so much to unfold this time. So much had changed since the last time I saw mom.And Brandon.Hesitation crept on my nerves as I drew another deep breath and held the strap of my bag tighter.“I can talk to them if you prefer it that way,” Maddox whispered next to me, tapping a finger on the steering wheel, his gaze firm on me. “There’s no need to do it alone.”“No. I want to do this on my own,” I said for the millionth time perhaps, and as stubborn as the last time. But the thing was, no matter how much stronger I was trying to make myself feel, the more nervous I was growing.It was mom we were talking about after all. It was Brandon. The two most important people in my life. I knew the moment they would hear about the marriage, they were going to flip. Especially Brandon. Mom at least knew
[ZARA]During the entire drive back home, neither of us cared to say anything. No words were exchanged. Not even glances. All the time, I kept my gaze settled on the view of the city racing back outside of his lavish car.After Maddox, not so subtly, fractured my so-called father’s wrist, I couldn’t gather up the courage to say anything at all. He was burning up with anger. His eyes turned red and his face so dark with madness, I feared if I said to him anything at all, he would snap out something so ugly, I wouldn’t be able to handle it. Even mom couldn’t squeak a word in front of his seething self. Only my father kept screaming and crying in pain. Although when he turned around and met the fierce eyes of Maddox Richmond, he tried his best to gobble down the pain and whimpered quietly.Mom called 911 right away. After the van arrived, and the paramedics took him to the hospital, we dropped by his room to make sure he wouldn’t cause any more trouble for mom and me. Although Maddox per
His breath was warm against the crook of my neck, his arms closed around me in an unrelenting clasp. It didn’t strike me earlier, but when I started to relax and let him do as he wished (because when in the world did he take a no for an answer), I noticed something odd about him.I couldn’t pinpoint it exactly, it was more like a feeling…a feeling that was hard to explain.When the time dragged on and he made no attempt to release me, I slipped a hand to cup his cheek and made him look at me.“Maddox. Are you alright?”Instead of revealing anything, he swayed his head and sank his face back into the crook of my neck.“Just stay still,” he said after a while, exhaling against my shoulder. “It wouldn’t take long.”For some reason which was par my wits, his words brought another wave of emotion to bite me in the eyes. I managed to suck them all in, not wishing to become a wreck in front of him, but the more I tried to act as if everything was alright—I was alright—the harder it became. A
[MADDOX]Boiling with wild anger, I wanted nothing more than to punch that asshole of a father of hers and smother that bastard with my bare hands. I should have done more than just break that wrist of his. I should have cut that arm right off.The nerve of that motherfucker!Oh, how I wanted to strangle him and watch the light disappear from his eyes. The urge was almost like a drug in my veins. My muscles strained with the need to grab him by the collar and beat the crap out of him.Shit!The last time I felt this kind of rage pounding throughout my body was when Emily disappeared and I got the text from her abductor. That fucking serial killer who was still on the loose. The man that I wanted to end, the consequences be damned.How dare that asshole hit Zara? How dare he?And how could she take the beating? Was all her bravery and attitude only for me? How did she let that happen to her? Why did she? How could her mother?“Maddox!” I heard her shout, but I continued my pace. I coul
[BRANDON]Sleeping on the couch had to be one of the worst things in the world. At least for those who weren’t used to it, what’s with all the neck pain and all, or was it just me? Unfortunately, that did nothing to stop me from lying on one and staring at the ceiling of Zara’s apartment. After her dickhead father showed up yesterday, I couldn’t leave Mrs Fisher alone.I hadn’t got a single clue about what was going on with Zara anymore, which deeply troubled me. We had been friends for so long that she was more of a family than just a friend. I was worried about her because she was not the same person anymore. I was worried about her because she’d got herself in deep trouble, and no matter how much she denied it, something didn’t feel right.Maddox Richmond was not just any trouble, he was dangerous. He might not be aware of my existence, but I knew him all too well. I knew the hideous face he disguised behind those charming smiles and fancy suits. I knew a lot more about him than an
[MADDOX]Two days after Richard Milton announced his arrival, I found myself at mom’s place. Zara stood by my side with only Nathan and his wife joining us over dinner.The dinner at mom’s place turned out to be pretty pleasant. Not a single mishap happened. Normally with Nathan and Nadine (his wife) around, mom made situations pretty irritating and mortifying for me—not that I ever let those feelings get a hold of me, and make me feel incompetent. Deep in my heart, I always knew I wasn’t ready for a commitment.But with Zara by my side, mom looked rather elated. She couldn’t stop smiling. Shining through her entire being, her smile touched everyone in the room. She was a laughing and giggling mess and only scolded me and Nathan for like fifty times tops. Which wasn’t terrible. Honestly.Although I couldn’t deny that more than half the time spent having dinner and chatting about shit that somehow felt funny for no apparent reason, my eyes had been glued to my pretty woman in red.She
[ZARA]It wasn’t every day a man like Maddox Richmond dropped on his knees and begged you to give him your worst. It wasn’t every day that one of the richest people in America was willing to risk the reputation he had done so much to protect. The reputation for which he shattered me. The reputation that forced me out of my home—my job. Perhaps that was the reason I had no clue what I was supposed to do with him, or myself, or this moment that seemed to have stopped for an eternity.Because this was not supposed to happen, and yet, here we are…But I knew it was only in my imagination. Time was moving, just like it usually did, and Maddox Richmond could never be that sincere in what he was trying to be in front of me. This might be his twisted version to ask for my forgiveness, but I was a simple person. I didn’t need enormous gestures to know how sorry someone was.And Maddox Richmond was not sorry.Not yet.But I would be an idiot to not take advantage of this opportunity. So, while
My entire body sizzled with a fresh wave of electricity when I straddled him and pecked his lips once. Only once. And when he tried to go for another, almost desperate for another, I pulled my head back and glared.With a soft furrow, he retreated like the good pup that he was. With how tense his muscles were and how hard he was down there, I knew he was struggling to have his way, to shift the control back in his hand.But he didn’t. His loss.Getting off of his lap, I moved my wet hair in a bun and secured it lazily up there.“Take off your clothes and lie down,” I told him and walked over to my walk-in closet.By the time I returned, Maddox was only in his briefs, his eyes following my every move as he lay obediently.I closed the distance between us.Maddox tensed and grabbed my wrist when I hooked a finger in the elastic of his boxers. But I refused to hear whatever he was trying to convey and freed my hand from his tight clasp. I felt his hot rod the second my hand slipped insid
[ZARA]I play with the button on his shirt and grin. “What if I told you, it wasn’t exactly our first meeting?”He looks puzzled. “What do you mean? Have we met before? When?”“Five months before we met in your office.”“Are you serious?” Sitting straighter, he adjusts me on his lap while I move my arms around his round shoulder. “When? And why don’t I remember anything?”“In the restaurant where I used to work. You know, the one you had me fired from?” I arch an eyebrow, still pissed at what he did.He’s quick to apologize, his warm fingers exploring the expanse of my back. “I think we already established the fact that I was a dick then. Can we move on? Please?”“Alright.” I roll my eyes and laugh when he tickles my sides. “You were there with a few of your employees, and as luck would have it, we were also running low on staff. So, I came up to take your order.”“You did what?” He looks so shocked, it makes me grin wider. “What the hell was I doing?”I shrug. “I don’t know? You were
“With contacts like him, dad found me within an hour. I was in the hospital. Badly beaten and bruised. Yet, the first thing dad did when he saw me in the hospital bed was to throw everyone out of the room and slap me hard. He told me I was lucky to be outside because if we were at home, he would have broken my legs if that’s what it took to stop me from being a brat.”“But…” a small smile curled at the corner of his lips. “Little did he know we weren’t alone in that room. When he tried to hit me again, a notebook smacked the side of his face.”“What?” Did I hear him right? “Who did that?”Maddox looked at me before turning his gaze back to the warm fire. “A little girl. Not over nine. She was so tiny and yet so fierce in front of my dad. She even shouted at him to leave me alone. Dad was furious. Oh, you should have seen his face. He literally turned red. Before dad could react, another man stepped into the room. He was the father of that little girl and later I came to know they were
*ONE MONTH LATER*[ZARA]There’s a knock on the door and the first thing I do is look up at the time.It’s five past midnight. That can only mean two things.One: The person outside is in a grave emergency.Two: Someone is here to rob us, but has the decency to announce his presence so we could prepare for the worst.But when I step out of my room and look through the peephole, breath hitches in my throat for an entirely different reason.Maddox stands outside with a sweeping backdrop of snow.I don’t think twice before unlocking the door and pulling it open. A flurry of chilly nights whips me in the face, shooting a blunt shiver down my spine.“What are you doing here?” There had to be a good reason for him to show up at this godawful hour of the night. “Is Louis, okay?”It’s only been a month since we all learned of Nadine’s brutal death. News that took everyone by surprise and the whole media by storm. Even after a month had passed, we could find people on the streets, in shops and
Ten minutes later, Zachary, Kevin and Zara walk out of the house, too. They are still in some sort of conversation when Zara finally notices me and holds my gaze for a little longer than I expected. I’m the first one to look away and instantly feel like a fucking coward.Every cell—every bone—in my body screams at me to make this right, to bring her back home no matter what it takes. But a huge part of me is as clueless as a newborn baby. It doesn’t know what to say or what to do to convince her to come back into my life—to give me another chance. Do I even deserve a second chance? It’s because of me she had to endure so much that only became her fate because I couldn’t let go. I didn’t know how to.“Are you ready to go?” I hear Kevin ask as he made his way over to where I stand near their car. He looks around. “Where’s Nathan?”“He left.” I fill him in. “Something came up. I hope it’s alright if I tag along.”“Are you kidding me?” For the first time, he doesn’t look like he’s about t
[MADDOX]It’s odd how often I have driven by her house, but never really cared to turn my head and look. But now that I stand in front of it, I know why she fought so hard to take it back.The house is nothing out of a fairy tale. It’s decently constructed, has only one floor and is yellow. Not just any yellow but the one that makes you question why someone would do that to their house. Do they not love it? Is that supposed to be a punishment for the eyes of the beholder? How could a house be so yellow? It’s literally tormenting.But maybe it’s because I have known Zara long enough that I can tell you for sure this is just her way of showing a middle finger to the world. A message in capital letters that she doesn’t care about and can’t be bothered by the opinions of others. She’s gonna be herself no matter what and the rest of the world can simply fuck themselves.If one can look past the yellowness of the house, one would see the details that make this house a home. There’s a picket
“Thanks for coming on such short notice. Mr Gracias. Mr Richmond.” Officer Newman greeted us, gesturing us to take seats.Zachary and I took seats across from him while Nathan and Kevin decided to wait outside.“It’s no problem, officer. How can we help?” I asked.“Well, as we conversed over the phone, we found some bodies. They are, as expected, burnt and impossible to recognize. The face, that is. And because, Mr Gracias, your sister is still missing, we were hoping you will be willing to go through the accessories and clothes we found on the victims. This will help us narrow down our options and decide what the next course of action should be.”“Of course.” Zachary said, and for the first time, I caught the strain in his voice.“Great.” Officer Newman said and retrieved three transparent packets from the desk behind him. Carefully, he laid them all on the table and stood up. “I’ll give you guys a minute.”’Once the officer left us alone in the room, I turned to face Zachary. “Do yo
[MADDOX]“How long are you gonna sulk?” Nathan asked, and the whim to throw him out of the car was exhausting.“I’m NOT sulking.” Without saving him a single glance, I told him as calmly as possible. I looked outside the window instead and searched for a familiar face.Five minutes ago, we pulled up outside the police headquarters. Zachary and his brother, Kevin, were supposed to meet us here. For now, all I could see were cops and irrelevant people moving in and out of the building. No sign of the Gracias family.“And not growing any younger, either.” Nathan deadpanned, and I finally decided to fix him whatever glare.“Did you just make a joke about my age?” That should be hardly any concern to me. Especially when mom did it all the time. But since the moment I woke up this morning, I hadn’t been in the mood to take anyone’s shit. It might have had something to do with the fact Zara ended everything between us yesterday and left for good. Actually, fuck that! My mood was spoiled beca
“It’s not true.” He retorted, but when I gave him a pointed look, he shut his mouth and let me finish.“That what you think, what you say and what you do is best for everyone. That you have the right to decide for everyone because, in your head, no one is more capable than you are. You’re so controlling that you don’t even care how suffocating that could be for someone. In fact, not just me, for anyone at all. You make the rules and expect everyone to follow them without question. You are so deep in your head that you’ve become delusional. No one can reason with you because you don’t listen and neither do you trust. You know of whom you remind me?”There was a beat of silence before he spoke, the crease across his forehead tightening. “I am NOT like Richard.”“No. You aren’t. But you’re no different either. You are just as tyrannical, if not less.”He peered down at his hands and shook his head. “I…I don’t know how that happened.” A look of surprise crossed his face, water glistening
[ZARA]I woke up in a dark room.For a second, I thought I was back in that hellhole.I sat up with a jolt, so fast my head swayed and the entire room spun. A dark figure loomed near the foot of the bed and fear hijacked my mind.I whimpered, feeling something hard against my back, stuck in the middle of a shadow of the man and something that barred me from crawling backwards. Panic prickled the back of my neck, chewing at the little sanity I still had intact. But it was only when the shadow moved and took a step closer, I screamed like hell.“Zara!” Someone called. It came from the dark figure. “Calm down. It’s me.” He said and took another, cautious step in my direction. The shaft of light sneaking from the cracks between the curtains struck his face. My shoulders dropped, and panic melted when it hit me who he was.“Brandon?” It really was him. But…“Shit! I didn’t know you could screech like that.” He said and I could tell he was trying to act all cool while from the inside he was