The moment I returned to the stage, desperation clawing at my heart, I reached for the lifeless body on the ground. I grabbed the man with black, tiny, long hair, his face pressed against the floor. Slowly, I turned him to face me, and he groaned in pain.As his hazed, lifeless eyes met mine, I gasped in horror, "NOAH!!" Tears gushed out of my eyes uncontrollably. "What happened?" I stared at his injured chest and stomach. "Oh! My God." I raised my eyes at Lucian, pleading for help. "Do something, please," I wailed, my voice cracking with despair."Ah... At last... I fou—und y--ou," he tried to speak, as blood gushed out of his mouth, but his voice only came as a whisper."Say nothing… You're going to be fine," I murmured, my voice shaking with fear as I tried to cover Noah's wounds with my trembling hands. I returned my haunting gaze to Lucian, my eyes pleading for him to understand the urgency. "Please... he is going to die if we leave him like this," I begged, pulling at Lucian's p
Chapter 73 – A Mother's VengeanceSeconds stretched into endless minutes, yet the eerie stillness after the gun short persisted. Confusion etched deep lines on Lucian's face as he instinctively pulled away from me, his eyes widening with disbelief. The sight that greeted Lucian shook him to his core, the very essence of the Creed rattled with in him. Nicholas was clutching his chest, his expression that of agony and confusion as blood spurted from his mouth, staining his lips and the ground beneath him. Four bullet holes marred his chest, each one a stark reminder of the violence that had just happened.In that moment, a wave of fear washed over Lucian, paralyzing him. The raw pain etched on Nicholas's face, the struggle for breath, and the crimson pool forming around him painted a vivid picture of despair, he pulled me closer again as he observed the surrendering.What—” Nicholas tore his eyes away from the wound on his chest, raising his head in astonishment. There stood Mrs. Do
I stood there, caught between a whirlwind of emotions, my gaze shifting from my mother to Amelia and then to the man lying on the ground before me. The option to cry seemed drowned in a sea of seething anger, and the notion of taking the gun from my mother's grasp and ending his wretched existence felt like a dark temptation, one that I could barely resist. It baffled me how someone as demonic as Dolman could still draw breath. His very existence seemed like a death stain on the world. I turned back to my mother as she shared tears of sorrow. In that moment, I felt an intense desire to sever any ties, however distant, that connected me to this monster. I didn't want to acknowledge any relations with a man so utterly devoid of humanity. “Yes, he killed your brother and wife. Lucian's parents,” Rachael confessed, her voice thick with regret. "It was an order from your Uncle Amelia," she revealed, her words hanging heavily in the air. The truth, though bitter, explained the depths of
~~~~~~Inside the ambulance, I clung to Noah's hand with all my might as the medical team bustled around us. They swiftly set up a drip and administered oxygen to him. My heart felt like a heavy stone, weighed down by the intense worry and guilt. I held onto him, my silent prayers filling the small space. I couldn't help but apologize in my thoughts for the turmoil and heartache he had endured, all because of me.I couldn't even begin to fathom the myriad of thoughts that raced through Noah's mind when he returned from his trip and discovered that I had vanished. To then find me in the hands of another man, married no less? It was a level of betrayal that no one could easily bear. The feeling of remorse and regret was like a knot in my chest, knowing that I had caused him so much pain.Nora sat nearby, her gaze fixed on me, torn between concern and frustration. She seemed unsure whether to yell at me or simply push me out of the moving vehicle.She sighed, her voice laced with bitter
Nora observed me, her eyes fixed on my trembling hand as it gently pressed against my stomach. She then shifted her gaze back to me, concern and disbelief etched on her face. "You're not seriously saying—" "Oh, for heaven's sake," Nora snapped, her voice laced with impatience. "You don't know that you're pregnant?" She let out a heavy sigh, her tone softening slightly. "I may not like admitting it, but I've been married and had kids. I can tell when a woman is carrying a child. Just look at your cheeks and breasts. How could you not know?" She pointed out that her concern was deepening. "No... that must be..." I began, but my words trailed off into uncertainty. Suddenly, the van came to a sudden halt, cutting me off mid-sentence. The back door swung open, revealing the bustling facade of the hospital. "We're here," Nora stated sharply, her frustration clear. The medical team swiftly moved, pulling Noah's trolley out of the van and rolling him into the hospital, leaving me standing
Lucian stood outside the room, his hand trembling on the doorknob. He couldn't bring himself to open the door, the weight of his emotions pressing down on him like a ton of bricks. He stared at the room number, trying to find the strength to face whatever lay inside.After what felt like an eternity, he mustered the courage to push the door open, the hinges creaking softly. Mira's voice reached his ears, muffled by the walls but unmistakably filled with pain. She was crying. Lucian's heart clenched in his chest, but he remained frozen in place, listening to her words.His world shattered when he heard her confess, her voice heavy with emotion, "I love Noah and would do anything to be together with him again."His breath caught in his throat. God, he truly did love her. But in that moment, he felt like a spectator in his own life, watching his heart being torn apart. Maybe they were never meant to be. Perhaps his purpose was to guard her, even if it meant sacrificing his own happiness.
Lucian carried me straight to the bedroom the instant he entered the door of the penthouse, ignoring everyone else. The beast of a man yanks the whole thing down without waiting for me to take off my clothes.He despised the thought of me wearing Amelia's present and then smirked at my lovely body."Ha-ah," I chuckled at his enthusiasm to strip me naked. "You won't even wait for me to clean myself?" I inquired, teasing him with my gaze. "I need a bath," I explained."Well... bathing is overrated," Lucian grumbled, "but it doesn't matter because I love your scent." He responded by carrying me to the bed.I laughed as his hand travelled all over my body before coming to a halt on my tummy.Ah! Lucian sighed, God he was so happy. Who would have thought a day will come that he too would have a child, from this stubborn woman, no less? Never in his wildest dream did he think they would even end up together… Not after all the chaos."If you continue to gaze at my stomach like that, I have a
The moment Lucian stepped into the station, he was obstructed by one of the corrupted officers, a bald man who pretended not to know him,"Can I help you, sir?" The bald officer asked rudely, his tone laced with false politeness."Hmm. This is my boss, Lucian Creed," Ken replied instead, his voice firm. "I told you about him.""No, you didn't," the officer replied defiantly, a blatant lie hanging in the air."Huh!" Ken stared at him, his confusion evident. "I remember telling you about him, and even the papers I gave...""Sorry, man! I don't remember you mentioning anything like that," the officer lied again, his eyes avoiding direct contact."How---""That's enough," Lucian sighed, masking his frustration with a forced smile aimed at the officer. "I'd like to speak with the commander-in-chief," he requested calmly, even though he had the clearance to enter without such formalities."Is that right?" another officer interjected, appearing out of nowhere. "Do you have an appointment?" h