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ANDREWAndrew watched through the window as Manny entered the living room giggling and switching on the light recalling the moment she just had outside with a smile.“Welcome back." Hearing the deep voice, Manny screamed, her heart throbbing with fear of being attacked. Finally taking a look at who it was, she calmed herself, but her heart was still beating frantically.“What is wrong with you?" She screamed“Did you enjoy your date?" He asked her calmly. As Manny was about to answer, the door burst open, revealing a panicked Damon.“I heard screaming, are you okay?” Damon quickly ran to Manny, inspecting her body." She's fine.” Andrew's voice boomed from behind, sounding bored and calm. He narrowed his eyes as he watched Damon’s hands wander over Manny's body.After making sure that everything was fine, he turned to Andrew, mirroring his expression, " refrain from harming my girlfriend.”At the mention of the word ‘girlfriend’, his eyes darkened. What did he mean by girlfriend? Manny
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MANNYManny should have been worried about Andrew's reaction but she wasn't. If anything, she was ecstatic as she went to bed, dreaming of how his tongue licked up her core.She felt comfortable as she fell asleep peacefully, not knowing if it was due to the soft bed or Andrew's imaginary hand that was wrapped around her.Falling into a deep slumber, she couldn't care less about what might happen tomorrow. She was happy.———————————————————Memories of last night came rushing back as Manny woke up and a blush crept up her cheeks as that vulnerable part of her tingled.She quickly got dressed and went out of the room, excited to see Andrew.“Good morning.” She greeted, expecting a chipping response but he gave her no regard as he went into the dining room, he sat three seats away from her, silently eating as he scrolled through his phone.Manny felt the need to make a conversation, and had to know if last night was real, “did you sleep well? Because I slept can pea-”“Can you not talk,
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MANNYRosewood Park was nestled amid the rolling hills and lush forests.As they entered, they were greeted with a kaleidoscope of colors and fragrances that danced in the breeze, towering oak trees provided a canopy of shade, dappling the ground with patches of sunlight, and the stoneway pathways led to secluded areas for more intimate picnics.As the gate opened, Manny let out a loud gasp as she took in the place's beauty. Damon parked the car in a safe place before ordering Manny out of the car.“Get down.”She immediately stepped out, feeling scared. She hadn't even enough time to take everything in, a black bag came over her head, muffling her screams as she was dragged away.She kicked and screamed as certain thoughts ran through her mind. She was going to die.Suddenly the van halted and all movement ceased, she couldn't hear a sound until she was led out of the van. The bag was instantly removed from her head and she hissed at the harsh intrusion of the light.Able to see well
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MANNYDamon had now changed out of his wet clothes and was about to sit when a loud flirtatious whistle made Manny pause. She whipped her head around to see her cousin staring past her, curious, Manny followed her eyes and it landed on a half-naked Damon.He was now wearing jean trousers with a white shirt hinged around his neck, leaving the top of his body bare and every woman in the room hungry for a taste.Avery walked past Manny and went straight for the handsome something that sat on the chair. Manny was about to call her to a stop but decided not to, wanting her to be embarrassed a little.“Hey, handsome." Avery did, making herself comfortable on Damon’s lap.He raised an eyebrow and looked towards Manny who just shook her head signaling him to let her be.Manny then stood up, smiling at her client through the mirror, “Excuse me for some minutes.” Her client—Ivy Pierce— smiled back at her giving her a go-ahead nod, she then went to sit down beside her handler who sat quietly in
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ANDREWAndrew hated what his life had become, full of constant worrying. Worrying about Manny, worrying about a baby, she wasn't his wife or someone he liked but he couldn't seem to stop thinking about her. The thoughts of Manny filled his mind. They stayed together, but yet never saw eye to eye, how could two people live together, but yet live separate lives? He wanted to change that but didn't know how to.“She should just give birth already.” he grunted.He was getting sick of that small town. He ran his hand through his hair, something he did anytime he was stressed and as of late, it was becoming a habit. The telephone on his table rang, distracting him from his thoughts.“Sir?” A voice came from the other end. “A lady named Cece is here to see you.”Cece? The name sounded vaguely familiar. Normally, he would have neglected a call like that, but he needed something to distract himself with even if it was a conversation with a strange lady. “Let her in.” he replied placing the
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ANDREW “Caleb?”Hearing that name again brought fresh pain to Andrew. He could bear that his mother couldn't recognize him but she thinking her dead son was still alive?He was filled with great sorrow.“Caleb? Is that really you? Are you back?”Andrew's mother held his face with her frail hands, desperately wishing for her dead son to respond.She held Andrew's eyes and finally enveloped him in a hug.The two stayed there on the bed, unmoving. A mother happy to see her dead son and a child who would give anything for his mother to recognize him.After a while of allowing her to swim in the unreal world, Andrew broke off the hug and stared into her eyes, wanting to bring her back to reality.“Mum?”“Caleb's not here. It's me, Andrew.” He stared into her confused eyes, silently pleading for her to remember.“Caleb's gone, it's just me.”“Mummy?”He called her how he always did, his voice soft and shaky, like a lost boy afraid to lose that one thing he cherished most.His mother froze,
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ANDREW“No one, I swe—”The gun went off with a loud sound and blood pooled on the cemented floor.Damon yelled in pain as the bullet from the gun hit his right leg. He tried clutching the wound with his tied hands as he knelt on the floor. Damon cried out in agony as searing pain tore through his leg, it felt as though a hot red poker had been driven through his flesh.Andrew was toying with him, he knew that. He wasn't going to kill him straight away, he would torture him in the most excruciating way if he didn't say something, that was what people like him did.“It hurts, doesn't it? All of these could end if you just say who you are working with.”Damon gave him no reply, he just knelt there, glaring at Andrew. He wasn't going to betray her, he couldn't.Andrew tutted, “okay.” He raised the gun and took aim at his other leg. Damon cried out in pain again, the world spun around him as he writhed in pain, his vision blurred by tears of pain and despair.He had lost too much blood a
Carrying The Billionaire's Child CHAPTER TWENTY SIX
MANNYAs the morning sunlight filtered through the curtains casting a warm glow across the bedroom, Manny stirred from her sleep and slowly blinked her eyes open.Stretching lazily, she felt a slightly heavy weight around her waist. She turned to see Andrew lying beside her still asleep, his arms draped over her.Confusion clouded her mind for a moment. She had slept off on the couch waiting for him, hadn't she? So how did she end up in his room? Manny scanned his stress-free face, her hands trailing on his perfectly sculptured face which made him hum with contentment.He suddenly blinked his eyes open, making Manny pause with wide eyes and hitched breath. She had no idea he was already awake.“Morning." he said, his voice deep and sleepy, giving her chills as he gently brushed his stray lock of hair away from her forehead. He kissed her, got up from the bed, and headed towards the bathroom leaving Manny confused at the sudden change of attitude.“What's going on?” She muttered stari
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The sound of something shattering jerked Amelia back into consciousness. She tried getting up and groaned as she fell back down. She looked at what was happening around her, her swollen eyes making it almost impossible to see who was who. She was kept hidden in a corner, away from the disaster that was happening. “Fuck.” She heard Sebastian's voice and quickly turned in his direction. She saw him tangled up with the man she had seen so many times. Her captor. “Sebastian.” She croaked, but he couldn't hear. Just then he received a bullet to the end. Amelia froze but then breathed out in relief as he saw Sebastian get up. She looked up to see who had shot the gun and saw Tristan helping him up. ‘Andrew.’ a voice screamed at her. Her eyes scanned the room, her heart pounding, praying something hadn't happened to Andrew as she searched for him. The firing of a gun caught her attention. Tilting her head out of curiosity, she found Andrew, firing his father's both legs. “
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“I kept her under your care.” Andrew bellowed, his eyes blazed with anger as he punched Tristan. Tristan staggered back and massaged his jaw. Andrew had just arrived from Mexico and the first thing on his mind was to punch him. “How the fuck did she get kidnapped!” He roared, hitting him again before he could regain his stance. Couldn't something go right in his absence for once? “I tried to warn her, it's not my fault. She's a grown woman!” Tristan argued, dodging the next punch that Andrew threw at him. Andrew kept charging at him, and Tristan constantly missed it. He tried his best not to hit back, he knew Andrew wasn't himself at the moment. “Andrew!” Josie snapped, her sharp voice pierced through the hallway as her eyes blazed with fury and her lips curled up in anger. “She left on her own. Don't hold my husband responsible.” She hissed coming forward to stand between them. “You should have tried to talk sense into her.” “Who said we didn't?” Josie took a step
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“What do you mean kidnapped?” Andrew barked, his teeth gritting. He left her right there for protection. How was it possible to get kidnapped? “She went out for a walk and never came back. We've been searching for her.” Tristan explained he could tell Andrew wasn't having any of it. “And then?” He hissed. “We got a note yesterday, saying if you want to see your wife, you have to bring the cash.” Andrew fumed at his statement, his hand clenched in a fist. Would his father go this far? Or was it someone else? “Did it say who it's from?” “Lorenzo.” He paled. His blood ran cold at what he would have done to Amelia. Then he felt immersed in Anger. He wasn't going to win this time. Without allowing Tristan to continue, he ended the call, picked up the documents from the table, and headed toward the door. He wasn't losing her for the second time. Getting closer to the exit, he saw Sebastian by the door, a duffel bag in his hand. “I'm going with you.” He said, h
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“Why can't you just listen? Don't go out at night, it's a very simple instruction.” Tristan complained as he drove Amelia back to the house. She had gone out of the house again for her ‘evening walks.’ “You can't tell me what to do.” She whined, folding her hands like a child that had been scolded. “Andrew isn't here at the moment so as of right now, I get to tell you what to do.” Amelia just scoffed as she looked out her window, the night cool air, hitting her as Tristan drove. They got home to see Josie by the entrance, pacing. “Amelia.” She rushed over to her and hugged her. “You got me so worried, don't just leave the house like that ever again.” “Andrew said your life might be in danger, that's why you have to stay with us.” “I'm sorry for making you worry but I'm here now. Why don't we go inside?” Josie nodded and Amelia led her into the house by the hand. Everyone had retired to bed and was now sleeping, except her. So she decided to go again. Making su
