ELENA'S POV The ticking sound of the clock could have as well been a timebomb because the bullets piercing into my face from Adrian's eyes were more than enough to send me to an early grave. Anyways, it was always a matter of his ego and I wasn't going to give in on this one. I glared back at him resting all my weight on one hip and tapping my foot as a sign of defiance. “So you're really willing to go against my father's wishes Elena”, he said quietly, a tone clearly indicating his resignation to a manipulative technique. My sharp, unblinking eyes stared unaffected at his overly used attempts to get through to me. “Since when has that ever bothered you Adrian? Shouldn't you be happy I'm choosing to stay in this cursed marriage with your entitled ass? Isn't that what you've always wanted? There you have it. I think you and your father should suck it”, I defended righteously, eyeing him in disgust. Even though I was dumb enough to offer myself to the sharp claws of the Hawthorne's
LUCAS' POV My ears were the first to come alive to the steady beep sound of the monitor beside me followed by my heavy eyes only getting heavier as they struggled to flutter open. “Lucas?”, an echoing voice called, sounding both worried and angry. My best bet was James. He was the only sensible friend I had. “Lucas if you're not conscious today, I'm buying out your company”, another voice echoed beside me, yelling in a whisper. Wait! My company. The board meeting earlier today. My head shot up from the pillow with my pupils widening in realization but I soon regretted my actions as I collapsed back in pain. Nathan and James rushed to either sides of me, their faces looking a hundred times older. “What happened to me?”, I threw the question to both of them who started to stare at me like I was a fool. “So you're saying you don't remember the stupid act of yours before you passed out?”, Nathan asked, now glaring at me. I stared hesitantly at both of them, shifting uncomfortably in
ELENA'S POV The dull weather perfectly complimented my mood today as I moped into thin air still laying on the bed with my hands tied to each sides. I had not made a single sound or attempted to struggle when the doctors came and left each single day for a freaking week. According to Mrs Hawthorne, “we need to make sure there's no single escape no matter what”, she'd said, eyeing me in her usual contemptuous gaze. As for Adrian, I never caught a glance of him during these traumatizing sessions and the entire period I was locked in here but the moanings and loud music from his room kept me up for days straight. “Get me a mirror”, I muttered lowly, pretending not to notice miss Edith's face lit up in joy from the corner of my eyes as she raised her head to look at me. It was a surprise even for me but I couldn't help it, at least not after an entire month has passed. Although I wished to soar my dark world alone without having anyone to share my pain, anger or even irritation with b
CHAPTER 63LUCAS POV The Everhart's family Villa upstate was a place I never considered to be home for lots of reasons. Asides from visiting here once to go through the documents my father left me, I'd never been here again. I wasn't blind to the hatred and anger steaming from them during my formal introduction as the new heir of the Everhart family and businesses. Nathan carefully rolled me towards the main entrance murmuring bitterly under his breath. “I don't get why we have to do this Lucas, we could just lock every single one of those haggard faces and torture them until they cough up their last breath”, he whined endlessly, eyeing the entire mansion in contempt. My cold, scrutinizing eyes were no different from Nathan's but his continuous whinings eased up my expression a bit. “I’m disappointed in you Nathan. You've been the business advisor to my father for years and you still don't know my family is more complicated than you think”, I calmly retorted, lowering my tone as w
LUCAS' POV I puffed out a smoke watching the sun set from the balcony connected to my room. The previous night had gone exactly as I planned leaving me with a pile of questions I never thought to ask ever since.Why exactly did she find me then? She would have easily given the company to her son, Henry and kept her knowledge of me a secret. Perhaps I'd have liked it better if I never knew the truth about my family. Why did she get me to come back and act nice to me, if this was her plan all along? Something just didn't add up here. Another frustrated groan escaped my lips for the tenth time as I put out the cigarette, striding back into my room and laying down.My phone buzzed on the table besides my bed indicating a text and just as I picked it up, Nathan's heavy feet stormed into my room with a heavy expression as the announced the same dreaded words appearing on my screen. “Elena's gone missing”. My feet touched the ground almost instantly as I beckoned him to the balcony where
ELENA’S POVI stared out the window out of my strangely well furnished room they threw me in for days now. After banging endlessly and even attempting an hunger strike, the pregnancy hormones didn't let me live up to my determination. Although I had no idea where I was but this place was awfully quiet and weirdly peaceful giving me some sort of much needed break. I twisted my less sore wrists which weren't tied to anywhere that they began to feel numb and swollen. My eyes wandered back to the blinking red dot at the top corner of the room knowing I was being watched. “Hey if you can hear me, at least tell me if I'm going to die or not”, I yelled towards it, turning back to the window facing the deserted island. Soon the door opened, letting in carts of food and different snacks making me sigh in frustration. “Uhm I just finished eating a full meal. Maybe you could bring it back later”, I said to one of the maids, wearing an apologetic expression but they all continued to do their j
LUCAS POV Pregnant? A bomb exploded in my ears as I took a few involuntarily steps back taking in her somber expression and her leaner stature that looked nothing like her. “She was far worse than this when we brought her here”, Lucille said, like she read my mind. “I had to check her pictures twice to make sure”. Elena casted a glare towards Lucille, warning her to keep her mouth shut then awkwardly took a few shameful glances at me. “You know, this could be a hot topic for the media”, Lucille spoke up again, her shiny eyes seemed to be enjoying every moment of this. This time, my icy glares were directed at her almost regretting having her for a sister and a twin at that. “You're now officially a side piece huh”, she continued to tease, not in the least affected by my cold gaze. “Shut up Lucille”, Elena and I snapped at the same time, already fed up of her blunt and embarrassing remarks. “Lena how? Did he force you? James mentioned he saw you at the hospital and I've been text
ELENA'S POV Having breakfast at the table was weird for me but Lucas and his sister's constant banter made it less weird. Despite the troubling call yesterday which made the three of us awfully silent, the twin siblings still found a way to jab at each other with their words. I mostly chuckled, other times choking down my food which I intentionally took my time to nibble on. Soon, my life was going to go from something to nothing all again. Every bit of happiness was taken away from me the moment I’d just started getting used to it, so why bother to hold on to any at all. My lost gaze found their way to Lucas again, sitting across the table passing glares to his sister who chewed slowly in satisfaction at her brother's expected reaction. A soft smile tugged on the corner of my lips as I instantly saw the love that had grown between them within just a day of…bonding, I guess. Although they still had a lot to uncover about their family but somehow being together made it seem less bu
ELENA'S POV Having breakfast at the table was weird for me but Lucas and his sister's constant banter made it less weird. Despite the troubling call yesterday which made the three of us awfully silent, the twin siblings still found a way to jab at each other with their words. I mostly chuckled, other times choking down my food which I intentionally took my time to nibble on. Soon, my life was going to go from something to nothing all again. Every bit of happiness was taken away from me the moment I’d just started getting used to it, so why bother to hold on to any at all. My lost gaze found their way to Lucas again, sitting across the table passing glares to his sister who chewed slowly in satisfaction at her brother's expected reaction. A soft smile tugged on the corner of my lips as I instantly saw the love that had grown between them within just a day of…bonding, I guess. Although they still had a lot to uncover about their family but somehow being together made it seem less bu
LUCAS POV Pregnant? A bomb exploded in my ears as I took a few involuntarily steps back taking in her somber expression and her leaner stature that looked nothing like her. “She was far worse than this when we brought her here”, Lucille said, like she read my mind. “I had to check her pictures twice to make sure”. Elena casted a glare towards Lucille, warning her to keep her mouth shut then awkwardly took a few shameful glances at me. “You know, this could be a hot topic for the media”, Lucille spoke up again, her shiny eyes seemed to be enjoying every moment of this. This time, my icy glares were directed at her almost regretting having her for a sister and a twin at that. “You're now officially a side piece huh”, she continued to tease, not in the least affected by my cold gaze. “Shut up Lucille”, Elena and I snapped at the same time, already fed up of her blunt and embarrassing remarks. “Lena how? Did he force you? James mentioned he saw you at the hospital and I've been text
ELENA’S POVI stared out the window out of my strangely well furnished room they threw me in for days now. After banging endlessly and even attempting an hunger strike, the pregnancy hormones didn't let me live up to my determination. Although I had no idea where I was but this place was awfully quiet and weirdly peaceful giving me some sort of much needed break. I twisted my less sore wrists which weren't tied to anywhere that they began to feel numb and swollen. My eyes wandered back to the blinking red dot at the top corner of the room knowing I was being watched. “Hey if you can hear me, at least tell me if I'm going to die or not”, I yelled towards it, turning back to the window facing the deserted island. Soon the door opened, letting in carts of food and different snacks making me sigh in frustration. “Uhm I just finished eating a full meal. Maybe you could bring it back later”, I said to one of the maids, wearing an apologetic expression but they all continued to do their j
LUCAS' POV I puffed out a smoke watching the sun set from the balcony connected to my room. The previous night had gone exactly as I planned leaving me with a pile of questions I never thought to ask ever since.Why exactly did she find me then? She would have easily given the company to her son, Henry and kept her knowledge of me a secret. Perhaps I'd have liked it better if I never knew the truth about my family. Why did she get me to come back and act nice to me, if this was her plan all along? Something just didn't add up here. Another frustrated groan escaped my lips for the tenth time as I put out the cigarette, striding back into my room and laying down.My phone buzzed on the table besides my bed indicating a text and just as I picked it up, Nathan's heavy feet stormed into my room with a heavy expression as the announced the same dreaded words appearing on my screen. “Elena's gone missing”. My feet touched the ground almost instantly as I beckoned him to the balcony where
CHAPTER 63LUCAS POV The Everhart's family Villa upstate was a place I never considered to be home for lots of reasons. Asides from visiting here once to go through the documents my father left me, I'd never been here again. I wasn't blind to the hatred and anger steaming from them during my formal introduction as the new heir of the Everhart family and businesses. Nathan carefully rolled me towards the main entrance murmuring bitterly under his breath. “I don't get why we have to do this Lucas, we could just lock every single one of those haggard faces and torture them until they cough up their last breath”, he whined endlessly, eyeing the entire mansion in contempt. My cold, scrutinizing eyes were no different from Nathan's but his continuous whinings eased up my expression a bit. “I’m disappointed in you Nathan. You've been the business advisor to my father for years and you still don't know my family is more complicated than you think”, I calmly retorted, lowering my tone as w
ELENA'S POV The dull weather perfectly complimented my mood today as I moped into thin air still laying on the bed with my hands tied to each sides. I had not made a single sound or attempted to struggle when the doctors came and left each single day for a freaking week. According to Mrs Hawthorne, “we need to make sure there's no single escape no matter what”, she'd said, eyeing me in her usual contemptuous gaze. As for Adrian, I never caught a glance of him during these traumatizing sessions and the entire period I was locked in here but the moanings and loud music from his room kept me up for days straight. “Get me a mirror”, I muttered lowly, pretending not to notice miss Edith's face lit up in joy from the corner of my eyes as she raised her head to look at me. It was a surprise even for me but I couldn't help it, at least not after an entire month has passed. Although I wished to soar my dark world alone without having anyone to share my pain, anger or even irritation with b
LUCAS' POV My ears were the first to come alive to the steady beep sound of the monitor beside me followed by my heavy eyes only getting heavier as they struggled to flutter open. “Lucas?”, an echoing voice called, sounding both worried and angry. My best bet was James. He was the only sensible friend I had. “Lucas if you're not conscious today, I'm buying out your company”, another voice echoed beside me, yelling in a whisper. Wait! My company. The board meeting earlier today. My head shot up from the pillow with my pupils widening in realization but I soon regretted my actions as I collapsed back in pain. Nathan and James rushed to either sides of me, their faces looking a hundred times older. “What happened to me?”, I threw the question to both of them who started to stare at me like I was a fool. “So you're saying you don't remember the stupid act of yours before you passed out?”, Nathan asked, now glaring at me. I stared hesitantly at both of them, shifting uncomfortably in
ELENA'S POV The ticking sound of the clock could have as well been a timebomb because the bullets piercing into my face from Adrian's eyes were more than enough to send me to an early grave. Anyways, it was always a matter of his ego and I wasn't going to give in on this one. I glared back at him resting all my weight on one hip and tapping my foot as a sign of defiance. “So you're really willing to go against my father's wishes Elena”, he said quietly, a tone clearly indicating his resignation to a manipulative technique. My sharp, unblinking eyes stared unaffected at his overly used attempts to get through to me. “Since when has that ever bothered you Adrian? Shouldn't you be happy I'm choosing to stay in this cursed marriage with your entitled ass? Isn't that what you've always wanted? There you have it. I think you and your father should suck it”, I defended righteously, eyeing him in disgust. Even though I was dumb enough to offer myself to the sharp claws of the Hawthorne's
LUCAS' POV My chair swiveled continuously as I stared into the thin air with my fingers crossed above my thighs. Despite the increase of the cameras installed in my house, I still couldn't find the culprit. My maids were all clean, including their backgrounds. So who was the spy? This whole game seemed to have started a long time before and if I had to win, I had to go be ahead. My fingers hovered a over the landline, contemplating passing a message to James and Nathan, ordering their immediate prescence in my office. I knew I made their lives hell by treating them as my therapists, advisors and friends all at the same time, but they had no choice until we finally caught the mysterious person. Unfortunately, their unavoidable fate of misery was saved by a knock on my door pulling me out of my reverie. “Come in”, I replied, an edge in my voice. The door clicked open revealing the one figure I expected, making my lips subconsciously curl up into a knowing smirk. “Hello Mr. Elvis, i