When I arrived at the slated restaurant, it was already minutes late and I hated the fact that the weather was cold. I looked around the whole place and found Lisa seated at a corner, with the menu card in her hands."I was beginning to think that you wouldn't make it Jaxon." Lisa said, the moment I took a seat. "Let's get straight to the point.” I demanded, but Lisa waved her hand making me stop what was about to say. “How about we act like civil humans and order meals and eat....think of it more like a date." Lisa said."I am not here for any of your stupid mind dates. I came here to give you a note of warning. That stunt you came to pull at my house yesterday, shouldn't repeat itself again” I warned. Lisa rolled her eyes and leaned back into the chair, staring at me unfazed by my threats. “My heart is pained each time I realize that the only wrong I probably have done against you was loving you. Can't you see it?" Lisa asked, a hurt accompanying her statement.
It's been a really hot day and the house was warm when he got home,so he turned on the air conditioner in the sitting room and headed to the bedroom to have a change of clothing.It's been a long day, and he needed to get some rest. He went into his room to change into something casual,he was pissed to see the whole place messed up. He wondered why Polly didn't clean up the place.He bent down to pick up the pillows and just then noticed something a bit unusual,Polly's slippers were in front of his bathroom ... .that was strange as she never uses his bathroom. Something doesn't add up here,he thought to himself as he made his way slowly to the bathroom and opened the door gently.The shower was running and it appeared that someone was having their bath. The moment he opened the door, he let out a loud cry at the scene before his eyes.Polly's lifeless body in the bathtub….she appeared to have been drowned by someone. He didn't know what to do, looking around for anything or clue tha
I was surprised by how horrified she looked. It was clear that whatever was going on in her mind regarding Lisa, must have brought back terrible memories for her."I just need information regarding her whereabouts. I need to know that she is okay." I lied through my teeth. I noticed the woman looking everywhere and then leaned forward to my side, apparently with the intent to tell him something. "Lisa was a crazy girl. When we discovered an anomaly with her, we had to transfer her to the hospital, where she was given a therapist to stay with." I froze for a second. It was no wonder she acted strange. I thought to myself."Can I know where this therapist lives?" I asked and almost immediately, the woman pulled her phone out and looked through the contact and handed it over to him."That's her number." She revealed and I copied the contact on my phone, thanked the woman and left the building.The moment I got to my car, I noticed my phone ringing and it was Ayla . "H
I wasn’t naive. I knew very well that Lewis wouldn’t be able to get out of this mess without me. It seemed he had made the mistake of angering Alex and at least, I was able to help him. Even if it meant giving up my own freedom.I didn't know why I was being this nice to the same man who had abandoned me so many times when I needed him…. he was like a brother and I felt somewhat responsible for him.“I… I want my brother safe,” I began to speak after a moment's pause. “I want to see him leave alive and for your men to never go after him again.”“And in return, you’ll take my offer,” he mused. I nodded and the smirk on Alex’s face widened. “That’s a deal,” he responded, his tone final. I felt a little bit of relief, even though my heart pounded in my chest.Then, his hand snaked up my arm and I gasped at how warm his palm was on my cool skin. Up my arm, to my shoulder and then, resting on my delicate neck. Alex’s eyes still didn’t leave mine and I felt beholden by it.
As soon as my brother was out of the picture, it was a flurry of events happening all at once.I found myself being bundled up in a car with black tinted windows. I fumed silently but was resigned to my fate. After all, I had brought this upon myself hadn’t I ?Luckily for me, Alex wasn’t with me . Instead it had to be one of his lackeys, sitting with me in the back seat of the car.“Where are we going?” I asked the man but he only grunted and looked away from me . I bit my bottom lip, feeling like I was nothing but a doll. Do this, go there, do that. I absolutely hated it and was resigned to it.“Fine, don’t tell me,” I muttered looking away from the man. Then all of a sudden, the car stopped. I frowned, looking out the windows. There weren’t any sort of buildings around here. my brows furrowed. What was their plan-?Before I knew it I saw nothing but darkness, as a bag was shoved into my head. I tried to scream but then I heard the man’s gruff voice. “Boss’s order
As the blond approached Ayla, she rudely asked, "Can you dance at all?"The way she spoke made it clear that she saw Ayla as nothing more than a piece of trash. Despite this insult, Ayla remained calm and collected. She knew that in this underground world, filled with heartless and cruel people, rebellion could have dire consequences. With a soft sniffle, she avoided making eye contact with the blond and responded firmly, "I will show you when it's time."Ayla's ability to stand up for herself in the face of disrespect was admirable. It seemed as though she had been thrown from one difficult situation into an even worse one but she refused to let it break her spirit. Her determination to prove herself as a dancer despite the harsh environment surrounding her was something to be admired."I will show you when it's time," Ayla declared with a determined glint in her eyes."Hmm!" She smirked, her confidence evident as she appointed Maria to assist her through the intricate routines
Stumbling into the house in my short, red glittery dress, I crashed to the floor but was caught just in the nick of time by Maria , one of the helpers. “Young Miss, did you drink again?” Maria asks me but I just let out a long laugh.Grabbing Maria ’s cheeks into my palms, I squish it. “You have such chubby sheets” “Do you mean ‘chubby cheeks’?” Maria questioned. A wide smile plastered across my lips as Maria’s words made more sense than mine. “Yes! That!” “Do you still have time to stand there and correct her grammar?” A loud male voice boomed by the end of the hallway; it belonged to Alex . He had this angry expression all over his face but I didn’t care. Not one bit. I was equally angry at the man Alex was that I needed to drink so badly and ended up drunk; again. “Hurry up and take her to her room and help sober her up!” He ordered sternly, giving Maria a jump scare. “Y—Y-es, s—ir” Poor Maria stuttered, helping me up to my room. But as we bypassed Alex , I halted in
Something in his gaze made my pulse pick up, something dark lurking in its depth. “Those scars,” he murmured. “Did your Alex create them?”Oh. Now I understood the look. “No,” I said quickly and without thinking put my hand on his. His eyes cut down to our hands then back up to me. “He never hit me. He wouldn’t. He adores me.” That sounded vain, but it was the truth. Alex was certainly a violent man, but not to me.Jaxon chuckled. “I can see why he does.” I bit my lip, surprised by his words. “Who gave you those scars then?”“When I was young, I loved to climb trees. We had a few old tall trees in our garden. I loved to climb them. I wasn’t supposed to, but I snuck out all the time. One time I didn’t pay enough attention and fell down. I broke a few bones and got cut up by a thorn bush beneath the tree. That’s it. Dad cut down all the trees after that.”“You make it sound as if Richard is a good father, which contradicts the opinion I’ve gathered on him as a human being in genera