chapter 95“Camilla this is not happening! how can you do this to me?”Lisa questioned pacing about. She has been trying to call Vincenzo but his number is not going through. By this time the house was already filed with maid pacing up and down. The driver had gone out to bring the car to the front of the house. And Camilla, she is just seating there looking unfazed by the ongoing commotion. Like contraction hasn’t started but Lisa was all worked up. Camilla released breath from her mouth and stood on her feet. Forcing everybody’s attention to her. “Where the fuck do you think you are going? contraction might kick in any moment from now!”Lisa barked. The pressure of the situation was suffocating. heavens now she didn’t sign for this. Camilla frowned at her. “What? i need to shave and i need to take a shit. ”Camilla calmly spoke. She started walking to the stairs when Lisa voice came again. “Are you even listening to yourself! You want to go shave when contraction might start any
**UNDERGROUND TORTURE HOUSEVincenzo walked into the torture house wearing a fine tailored suit, with matching pants and fine leather shoes. He advanced towards the two figures chained. With their hands tied above their head to the ceiling, leaving the rest of their body to dangle. Vincenzo stopped in front of them with a grin. His hands were in his pocket as he watched the two disgusting looking figures struggle to keep their eyes open. Antonia chuckled as she tried to open her eyes. She couldn’t even see properly resulting from dehydration, and the room was completely dark aside from the single light bulb that hung above their heads. Her face looked drained of life, her hair was hard as iron and her lips were tearing already. Dried blood rolled from the side of her face down to her shoulder, where there was a long open cut. Even her shirt was completely off leaving her upper body bare. Underneath, her pants were completely off leaving her with just her panties. A big gap was b
Chapter 93Holly sat on the passengerseat, her elbow resting on the window with the glass wind down. She stared out of the window, wearing a pair of shades. The cold evening breeze blew her hair, with strands covering a part of her face. Lucas sat on the driver’s seat, hands on the steering wheel as he zoomed down the highway. At each passing second, he kept stealing glances at Holly. A sigh left his throat as he took his gaze back to the road. It had been days now, almost a week, and Holly was still living with him. A part of him didn’t want to love it but the selfish part of him wished they could stay like this forever. She had been communicating with her mother and siblings over the past days, and she seemed good. But he knew it was all a facade. He heard her sobbing at night when she turned to the side, thinking he was asleep. He missed the old Holly, the one he had gotten obsessed with. The one who made him leave his daily job just to watch her wake up, **bathe**, have br
Chapter 92.kAYLA AND RYDERS MANSION 9:PMKayla stood by the balcony in her silk nightie, which flowed with the rhythm of the wind. Her hands rested on the rails, as she stared at the full moon that shone bright above the sky. Her hair was packed in a burn with strands falling on her forehead. She looks neither happy or sad, just void of all emotions. She stared at the moon like it could take all the problems that she was facing away. Just a moment ago, she walked out of the bathroom after having her bath, only for her to receive a message from both Ryder's parents and hers. They wanted a grandchild. Like they don't even care about her, all they care about was their family legacy. She just woke up from a coma and this is the first thing they are asking for, she knew right from when they all showed up in the hospital it met no good. She heard footsteps behind her but didn't turn to look. In the next minute, Ryder's arms were around her. Tracing his nose down the side of her neck
Mexico undisclosed location. A figure dressed in a black hoodie, wearing a facemask to hide their identity walk out of a cracked house. The figure turned out to be Sophie. She glanced behind her, making sure no one was watching or following her. Then she walked into a call boot, she put her hands into her pocket and brought out a coin which she put in the machine before dialing a number. With a final glance around she placed the telephone on her ear. "Hello"she said immediately the phone was answered. "Who is this"Came the voice from the other side. Sophie let out a sigh of relief before she spoke. "Fuck! Where the hell was your phone? I've been trying to reach you for the past two weeks now"Sophie said. "Sophie! Why the fuck are you calling me? I thought i told you not to call?"The person restored. Sophie did an eye roll before speaking, her voice soft almost pleading. "That is not the reason why i called you. Look, i can't stay here anymore. I am running out of money and this p
Chapter 90Camilla sat in the back seat with Vincenzo sitting beside her. Her hands on her baby bump, her mind had gone **away** as she stared into space. Vincenzo didn’t seem to notice; he was on his phone, probably thinking of a better way to kill Antonia and Vivian. Camilla snapped out of her thoughts. She spared Vincenzo a glance, then turned to the window. She watched people going about their daily **lives**, her gaze **sweeping** along the familiar neighborhood. This was where she used to **live** with Ryder, and Mr. and Mrs. Jenkins also lived as their **neighbors**. A sad smile appeared on her lips. What a small **world** it is. If it was months ago and someone told her that her life would turn out like this—and that Mr. and Mrs. Jenkins, her own **neighbors**, were her biological parents—she would have called the person a big fat liar. Although she still wasn’t ready to meet her parents, she didn’t want to trouble Vincenzo with **these** issues. Camilla heaved deeply. W