Chapter 20At the moment Missy doesn’t know what to do, she stood there paled out by the question he just asked. Missy turned around, letting her face racked up to his. Her eyes saw the gentleness beneath his face clouded with lust, his oceanic orbs glinting with seduction. Missy stared into his eyes, slowly losing herself to his desire. Her lips parted finding any words for response but they were lost within. She felt his palm moving up and lacing softly on the side of her neck. He brought his face uncannily closer as he slouched a kiss upon the other side of her neck. The kiss igniting a fire within Missy, it erupted more than she can contain and she felt herself melting more and more in his intimacy antics. His slid his arm around her waist, pulling her till Missy’s joint arms stopped her body from meeting his. The hand on her neck trailed over to her shoulder, moving to her back as he found the spot the towel around Missy was tied. A click on it and Missy felt the shed cover
Chapter 21Missy jounced to the back, jerking her hands from him as jumped on her feet, she moved around dashing out of the room immediately while holding on to the upper tip of her towel where she had ended the tying around her. She bounced on her feet as she found her way to the door, then did she realized the door is closed and can only be opened by him. “What are you doing?” The firm cold voice pierced the atmosphere. Missy looked to the back, turning around with her body merging with the door and facing the handsome Devil standing feet away from her with his arms crossed and face rested in blankness. “Open this door right now. I won’t let you sexually abuse me, I won’t let you harass me sexually, you can do whatever you want but harassing me sexually is what I won’t allow.” Missy sort in her words her defiance, looking grounded as she held more tightly to her towel. “Missy get back here before I lose it with you. And trust me that’s the least you want.” He made no move coming
Chapter 22The moment became sensual, his breath fanning against her skin was hotter than the heat surrounding a volcano area. Slowly, purposely taking his time he leaned till it’s strained placing a soft kiss right on her left thigh where his palm laid on. Missy was muted, watching him play out his craziness and fighting her body from reacting the way it wishes to react. His lips extended in an uneven course of kisses, straggling up to her thighs. A wave of ice descend onto Missy from where she sat, her body stiffed against his touch that has began massaging her thigh, she could feel her inside erupting with vibration. “Stop this, stop. You said you won’t force yourself on me. What are you doing then?” Missy said knowing sooner or later her body would betray her and react finely to his touch. “Do not obstruct, relax and feel.” His ruffled soft voice set back her nerve. Tyler brought his arm up around her neck, the other sliding under her thigh and the next she felt was her bo
Chapter 23Missy struggled underneath his skin over her. Screaming from the painful impingement of his finger pinching hard on her two nipples thrilling down a cold feeling. Her cuffed hands above her head came down striving hard to prevent the action from further damage but could not move farther below her neck area. Tyler stopped, a rush of relief crashing all over Missy as she sighed profusely, almost in tears for how painful that was. “Let me go, please.” She begged, not wanting to know and leave her body to find out what next he has in store for her to do tonight. Tyler pulled his body up, his position in between Missy’s spread apart legs steadied by his knees. His hand move to the tip of his top shedding it off his body to reveal a mouth-watering sight. Missy’s eyes smacked on the tones muscled abs carved out on his trunk, the well fitted lining and to his rigid chest. She resisted the urge to drool again on his perfection. However, she blamed the creator for making a crue
Chapter 24First her index finger moved then it moved again realizing it was still held together in a cuff. Next, her other three fingers moved followed by her thumb. After a while of closing her eyes, she opened them and only then could she see, faintly though, and the movement was forced, her lashes felt extremely still against her visage.She tried to whip her head to the side but realized that turning her neck was such a difficulty. Moving her legs proved futile as well as her whole form seemed to be glued to the bathtub where she lay. She didn't know how long she had been in the bathtub, but she knew she had been in it long enough to have frozen to death, but something just kept her alive. She wasn't sure exactly what it was; grace or fate. She’s sure she spent the night if not some hours in the same position and same agony worse than she had ever encounter in her life.Her muscles was beyond weakened, her breathing was faltered and cautious, a different kind of anguish is what
Chapter 25Hours were gone, and Missy was now awake and better. The lingering travail housing her system was off a little. Her head still bangs a little from headache, but the trembling of her fingers and body has shook off. A physician visited like he said and he had given some drugs which she has taken after a sumptuous breakfast she had requested. Missy sat there on the bed lost in her thoughts of how rollercoaster her last past hours has been. She hasn’t spent up to a week with him yet and her life is already what she doesn’t understand at all. He was gone, he went out the moment the doctor assured him that she would be alright and just needs to rest.Her mind drifted off to her father, would he have caught that the wife with him is an imposter, because the similarities are clearly indistinguishable. She wouldn’t have attained the truth if she didn’t confess to her and also caught her calling and in plan to run away. She wondered now the state of her father’s company, if he
Chapter 26 Missy waited for the maid’s arrival, reeling back to her thoughts as she rehearsed on how she would ask Tyler to please let her visit her school tomorrow. She doubt her beast of a husband would allow that, she can only hope for positivity after the request. Missy heard vividly the sound of footsteps approaching the room. She would have guess it’s the maid, but she just went out and the footsteps her ears deciphered likely belongs to the clanking of heels. Soon the door of the room she is opened, inviting the unfamiliar guests into trotting further in the room. She stopped just few feet away from the door, taking a bitchy stance to look at Missy. Missy’s acknowledged her figure, letting her gaze feed on her appearance, starting from below on her feet that was stuck perfectly inside two red heels, narrowing straight up to her tight and short pencil skirt that stopped right above her knee in her thigh area, then to her shirt that was tucked in the high waisted skirt, look
Chapter 27She stared for sometime before dragging her feet to the bed where she sat at the space Missy pointed out for her to sit. Slowly the anger smeared on her face diminished into a placid face.After taking her seat, Missy began, “What do you call your name? I’m sorry but I need to ask that first, so I can know what to refer you as.” She said to her. She stared as if taking in the change of moment, all she felt towards the girl sitting across her was rage and to throw her out while beating her mercilessly out of this room and out of Tyler’s life. But somehow, there was a change and she can’t believe she’s sitting down calming herself to actually discuss with her. “Sam. Samantha George.” She responded after some seconds of mental battle on whether or not she should talk to her, she settled for a conversation to see it’s going to play out. Either ways she knows she’s going to get her out of Tyler’s life. She’s not someone who can stay and ruin her hard work of four years.“Wel
Book 2: Chapter 68 (The Finale Part & Epilogue)Tyler did by his plan, getting Dave, his brother on call with him while technicians from background tracked down his location. Soon information on where he hid was revealed and noted down, one of the team working with Tyler raised his thumb, signaling to Tyler that he was done. “Oh brother, you never had to be this bad. It doesn’t always end well for bad people, I want you to know that.” Tyler rounded up his casual conversation with him. “Yet your man is on the way with the documents, if that doesn’t spell my win, I don’t know what does. Goodbye saint, since you’re ironically the good one.” He replied, hanging up the call not interested in more bantering. “We’ve gotten it.” The same guy who signaled with his thumb, announced audibly again. “Good. Ray, gather some men and storm over. I want him alive.” He instructed calmly. “And you know where to bring him.” He added, looking over at him where he stood with the technicians team to see
Book 2- Chapter 67 (Semi Finale)Missy spent the few early hours of the next morning enjoying her decision to love Tyler, they remained snuggled in bed, talking about random things since they woke up. Not long, their sweet moment was interrupted when Missy got a call from her father. He said nothing than instruct her to rush over, there is an emergency. Tyler had to let her go, wanting to go deal with his own problem once and for all. They’ve already been working on it since he murdered their father.Both dressed up for the day, parting ways to their respective destinations. Ray remained with Tyler, and Dean went with Missy like he did the other day. Soon enough they were back in the Lane’s premises, striding side by side into their mansion. Missy checked the living room, seeing her father was absent, decided to check his office, there she met him in a frenzied mood. “Dad! What’s going on?” She walked up to him, quizzing against her confusion. “You were right.” Davis replied sim
Book 2- Chapter 66Missy and Dean arrived back at the mansion, late into the evening. They parted the moment they entered, Dean taking off to wherever and Missy on her way to Tyler’s suite. Her mind trolled about Tyler’s plan for the night. She wouldn’t lie to herself, she’s enjoying this sweet side of his. She got to his suite, entering only to the roses making a path on the floor of the living room, leading further into the room. A smile pulled up on Missy’s lips, flustered as she followed the roses, going into his room to see a dress box on the bed, and an enveloped notecard sitting pretty above it. ‘For my darling wife’ The enveloped notecard held the scripted title. Missy took the card, filing it open to remove the notecard inside. “For a lady prettier than the stars beautifying the night sky. Become your goddess with the dress.” Missy read the text, absolutely smitten as a wide grin morphed largely on her face. She dropped the card, peeling open the box to reveal a well f
Book 2- Chapter 65Missy was skeptical, torn up by what she heard, deciding not to express a reaction quickly went away from the door, gesturing towards Dean for them to return back to their feet. Her mind kept hurtling around what she heard, keeping a close call and a shady touch. She arrived by her father’s office, meeting him there as expected. He seemed busy with his work, thanks to his injured leg. He’s unable to visit his company and work from his company, now he’s doing it from home, leaving the company under the care of his assistant. “Hey Dad!” Missy greeted, purposely to announce her presence. She walked further inside, leaving the entrance where Dean already took a stance on guard. “Hey! I’m guessing you’re done with your tour. Are you about to leave?” He pushed aside the laptop he was working on, bringing his full attention to focus on Missy. “Not really, I came to discuss some things with you. It’s about my conversation with Theodore. He told me some things, not only
Book 2- Chapter 64“My mother faked her death while I got arrested, and detained in a cell. She then came for me the next morning, I think she’s got some connections with the Chief PO. They released me and I went away with her, while walking over to her car, she made us ran away from someone I have no idea of. I asked her who it was, but she talked around it and didn’t let me know exactly who the man was. Although, she later said it was her husband, husband from years ago, husband I have no idea what she did to him that makes her scared of his return. We got to her private abode where I’m sure none of you knows where, she introduced some guy to me as her housekeeper. Unknown to me, the guy was her son. She lied to me, and the same guy took me out and sent me back to jail; with my mom’s interest. If you still think I’m lying, this is going to be my last truth of convincing you. My mom had this plan with The Connors, they were going to kidnap their son, and I will be made a mask, a facia
Book 2- Chapter 63“Welcome to our home. Missy will go on now and put you to a room, and give you a little tour of the house. I know you must be famished, so let me quickly go make you something to eat. After your tour with Missy, you can go freshen up and Davis, your father would look into his closet and find something casual for you to wear.” Kristen pointed out for everyone except Kory, her mother and Missy’s escort. They had just returned home from the FBI’s station and it’s noon already. The gathering soon dispersed with everyone leaving to tend to their given instructions. Kristen left for the kitchen with her sister, and Missy left with Theodore and Dean trailing behind them. “So, should we try the brother-sister bonding of a thing?” He asked, letting his words break the silence. “No, not interested. Instead, talk to me about how my life is in danger.” She responded, her head nodding sideways to further confirm her words. “Well, if you go to your prom then you’ll die. Simpl
Book 2- Chapter 62His statement brought forth their simmering fascination. “What do you mean Delaney is involved?”“What do you mean your mother is involved?” Missy and her father asked at the same time. “Your mother is dead in case you don’t know.” Davis felt to inform him, thinking his words weren’t based with fruition. A grin lined his face, twinning his palms as he moved to relax on his seat. “Dead? You think my mother is dead?” He raised an amusing look, tainting his words with sarcasm so he would be unable to figure out. Missy and her father looked at each other, “You’re lying, he’s lying. You’re just trying to get out of here.” Missy called out, “Sorry, but we don’t want your information. Dad let’s go before he finds something more to keep us here.” She said, turning to her father as she grabbed him, dragging him up with her to their feet. “Of course I’m trying to get out of here, just not lying. Walk out that door and leave me here, chances are I’ll visit your funeral, Mi
Book 2- Chapter 61They all arrived at the FBI quarters in three different rides, one belonging to Missy and her escort; Dean. One belonging to Davis and his wife, and the last one transporting Kristen’s sister and Missy’s cousin.The clock was vast ticking down to noon, the sun up high with a bright shone through the sky. Walking in, an agent who was expecting their arrival led the way, taking them to the room where Theodore was kept for confrontation. Missy was the first to enter the room, her eyes landing on Theodore’s soft gaze at her. Irritation washed through her, instantly expressing it by averting her eyes. She came in further, letting the rest in have their space for entrance. The agent who came with them also turning around to leave. “You.” Missy lifted an index, pointing it directly at his face while she approached him with slow movements. “I want to talk to you, and you alone.” Theodore asserted, referring to Missy and Davis with his own indexes. Everyone exchanged gl
Book 2- Chapter 60Tyler had his father’s burnt corpse cremated further into ashes, spending his day arranging his funeral. He hadn’t broke the news to his mother yet. He wanted to add the news of Dave’s death alongside the traumatic news whenever he breaks it to her. He already had Ray on the job, working hand in hand with the private assassin he hired to remove his brother if he ever steps his foot into the city. Tyler stood by the grave, watching as they worked on making a tombstone out of the grave. His phone rang, disrupting his focused attention to the men’s work. He brought it out, knowing who was calling him by the anonymous name. He walked away for some privacy, picking the call after. “Was my message delivered or I have to repeat myself?” Tyler’s cold voice goaded the moment he took the call. “Pissed about the death of your old man?” A wry chuckle followed, evident in his tone the distress still bothering him, definitely from the physical assault received from Tyler yes