Helen's POV "No, there is no way you can do that. There is nothing sneaky about Blake and my wedding. You weren't around, and Mom and Dad said that I would take your place. Please stop acting like it is my fault." I said to her immediately, not wanting to make a big scene here right now. There was so much that could go wrong if she did that, especially with Blake's political career. No one was going to take him seriously if it was found out that my marriage to him was a big scam. I couldn't let that happen."Well, if you did nothing wrong, then you should have no problem with the whole world knowing just how you both got married. Moreover, I would have such a fun time adding that you had me kidnapped. I can't wait to see the media tearing you apart just as you deserve to be torn." She hissed at me with a smug smile on her lips. I stared at the girl I had called my sister for years. If anyone had ever told me she would be this vile and wicked to me, I would have said that was a lie,
Blake's POV Helen stared at me as though I was a clown with two horns. Well, who wouldn't look at me this way? With the decision I had just made right now, I was certain that I had just invited trouble to my home. "Yes, everyone," Isabella said, quickly taking my offer with a wide smile on her face. "In addition to that, I would also get to live with them for the main time. You know, I love my sister so much and I would not like to be so far from her. Isn't that right, Helen?" She faced my wife with that evil smirk on her face. I wanted to slap it off her face and let her know that I saw through her gimmicks, but with everyone staring at us, I could not do that. "Yes, Isabella. You are coming home with us." Helen agreed, forcing a smile. I stared at my wife and, through the corners of my eyes, gave her an apologetic gaze."Great. Now, I can not wait to get to your home with you both." Isabella squealed excitedly. My eyes glanced through the gathered crowd, and I could see the aw
Helen's POV I stared at my sister in shock at her evil request. There was no way in hell she was really asking to sleep in the same room as my husband. That was not possible and I wouldn't be letting that happen. "Isabella, I may have given in to your whims, but that doesn't give you the right to come in here and try to tell me what would happen in my home. You would do exactly what I say and nothing else. Is that clear?" Blake hissed at her with a thick angry voice. I watched the veins draw out tightly at my husband's temple and wanted to tell him to calm down. Well, he had made this proposition, so we might as well pay the price for getting into her trap. "Oh please, Blake. You can not tell me what to do? I am way beyond that. You either allow us to share a bedroom together, or our deal is over." She hissed into his face, refusing to back down. The thought of the both of them sharing a bed tore at my heart. Even though I had watched him make love several times to Skylar, it sti
Blake's POV I led Isabella to the spare bedroom upstairs. That bedroom had barely been used ever since I began living in this apartment, and I doubted the housekeeper had it prepared already. Well, I couldn't care less. Isabella was a thorn in my flesh and an avenue to stress her would be highly appreciated. "And here is your room." I opened the door and ushered her in. Much to my surprise, the room was clean enough with a laid bed. That was more than I could ask of my housekeeper. Well, Felicia was always ready for anything. I needed to give her some accolades for that. "Thank you, Mr. Robinson." She smiled brightly at me and dragged me along with her into the room.I rolled my eyes at her antics. If she was trying to seduce me, it wasn't going to work at all. "Isabella, I have to leave now. If you need anything, you can ring my housekeeper. She would make your stay here as comfortable as it can get." My tone was leveled. "But I want you to keep me comfortable around here. Don'
Helen's POV I walked into my bedroom and as soon as I dropped whatever belongings I had left, my phone beeped. It was a message from Blake and I wondered why he was texting me when he was in the house. If he had something to say to me, he could easily come into my room and say it.However, the moment I read his message, my legs immediately became weak as juices pooled at my core. He knew how to put me in the mood, even through a text message, and there was no way I was saying no to his request.Gently, I put my stuff away and locked my bedroom door as I got out of it. With Isabella here, none of our personal effects were safe and I didn't want her snooping around what she had no business looking through.I walked out of the house and just as he had said, a vehicle was waiting for me at the parking lot. I got in and his driver drove me over to a hotel. I arrived at the room and true to his words, he was waiting for me there. "Hello, handsome." I greeted as I walked in. He was shir
Helen's POV I lay beside him with a satisfied smile on my face. It had been many blissful rounds of lovemaking, and I felt whole and sated. Things may not have gone the way I had wanted, but his lovemaking had brightened my night. "Would we have to keep on doing this whenever we need to make love?" I asked, trying to figure out how to navigate the new dynamics Isabella's presence had created. "I don't want us creeping around as though we are criminals. You are my legally wedded wife, and I can make love to you as much as I desire. But your sister is one hell of a crazy bitch." He hissed. "I am so sorry about her," I said."Hey, you don't have to be sorry. Your sister being silly and crazy is no fault of yours. I can just imagine how terrible my life would have been if I had married her. Gosh, it would be hell." He sighed dramatically.A small smile lined the corners of my lips. I wasn't the only one who was frustrated by my sister's presence and it made me feel a bit better to see
Helen's POV "What is making you look all surprised?" Isabella asked as she resumed eating. I stared at my sister and my hand tightened around the edge of the table. How could one person be a truck of destruction? She held so much negativity in her that it affected everyone around her. "Nothing." I hissed and dished out some bacon and eggs from the large bowl."And who said you can eat on this table?" She hissed at me. I stared at her in shock, wondering where else she was expecting me to eat. Blake may have agreed to let her stay in this house, but it didn't mean that she had the right to treat us however she wanted to. "Isabella, this is a dining table, and I am well within my rights to eat my breakfast here. Now, this is a beautiful morning and I would not like for us to ruin it by getting into a fight.”“So please, allow me to eat in peace." I said to her and immediately dug into my food. Unfortunately, I never got to take a bite of it as Isabella pushed my plate away from th
Helen's POV I arrived at the office and immediately let out a tired sigh and I dropped my bag on the table.Despite all my pet talk to myself so I wouldn't get mad and angry, I was still vibrating from the exchange with Isabella. Her negative energy was affecting me badly and I just didn't know what to do. If things continue this way, I might be forced to leave Blake's home without his permission. He had a lot of houses and I was sure he would have no problem with letting me stay at any of his free houses."Hello, honey. I am so sorry I had to run. Your sister was grating at my nerves." Blake dropped a wet kiss on my cheek, and I flinched away from his touch. "What's wrong?" He asked, noticing the foul look on my face. "It's nothing," I mumbled and brought out my laptop.Work was the only thing I could think about right now. It was the only way I could keep my mind away from all the negative thoughts my sister had put in my head. "Nope, this can not be nothing. You are hurt by so
Blake's POV I stood in front of the altar watching her walk over to me. This time around, I was certain there would be no Isabella to crash the wedding, nor my father to make silly scheming plots. This was just me and Helen, saying our vows and tightening the bond that held us together.My mom, her dad, Dominic, Elizabeth, and Felicia were all in attendance. It was a small ceremony composed of all the people that mattered. This was exactly what she had envisioned and I was super glad that we had managed to bring it to life. "Hey." She beamed at me as soon as I clasped my hands in hers. "Hey," I replied to her and led her up to the altar.We both faced each other and even though we were surrounded by quite a few people, she was the only one I could see right now. God, my entire world is composed of her. It was so interesting how I had gone from not caring about any woman at all to caring about one woman so much and the little life she was growing within her.Yeah, you heard that ri
Blake's POV I quickly parked in front of the shelter Jeffery had sent me the location of. The police were still on their way according to their last report. I was advised to stand down and wait until they got here, but I just couldn't. This was Helen we were talking about for God's sake. I was not ready to let any harm come to her. My private security was with me, and that was all the protection I would need. I could hear the sounds of gunshots, and I was certain it was Jeffrey and the small team he had brought here to work. "Sir, I would need you to stay here in the vehicle while we go out there and assess the situation. As soon as it is safe for you to come out, I will let you know." The head of Helen's bodyguards said. I shot the man a harsh glare, reminding him that all of this was half his fault. If only he had ignored all her silly warnings and stayed with her, none of this would be happening. "Fine, you can come with us, but you need to stay behind me at all times." He wa
Helen's POV "Please just let me go. I promise you that I would not say a word about this to anyone." I said after the bodyguard was done tying me up. "Unfortunately, that is not possible. Blake and all the security agencies are already looking for you. If they find you, they would hound you for the truth and you would sing like a canary. I can not afford to have you rat me out to the police." The old man said. "I won't mention your name. Look, we can pin it on Isabella. I will tell them I managed to escape from her and that will be all. Please, just let me go. Remember that I am your son's wife." I said and quickly regretted that. He hated the fact that I was Blake's wife. I was supposed to be a constant source of irritation for Blake and not the woman whom he loves with his all. It was crazy and annoying all at the same time. "Well, I never wanted you to get married to my son in the first place. Moreover, with what you have done to Isabella, I think it is only fair that you suff
Helen's POVI fretted as I watched my sister go unconscious beneath me. I grabbed her hand and tried to wake her up, but she wasn't responding. I could not tell if I had killed her or not and I felt really bad. "Helen, you need to get a hold of yourself. You didn't kill her. Even if she is dead, it is not your fault. You are simply trying to escape." I said to myself, trying to calm my racing heart down. How quickly everything had changed was still a surprise to me. Who would have thought that the reason why my sister hated me so much was because I was pretty and good? All my life, I had thought I was not good enough and it was the reason why they all hated me. Well, now I know the truth and if I managed to escape from here today, I would never listen to her again. "You would not have been in this situation if you had just listened to Blake," I said to myself as I walked towards the door that led out of the bunker. The path leading to it was slant, helping to make it easy for on
Isabella's POV I walked from one corner of the bunker to the other, thinking of the best way to kill Helen. I had not expected that Blake would be so swift in his search for Helen. I had assumed that I would have enough time to torture her well enough to make her death memorable. But with Mike's call, I had to rush all of this, and it would no longer be any fun for me. "You know, instead of prancing from one corner to the other, you should kill me and get done and over with this." Helen hissed at me from behind me. I turned around, faced her, and brushed my teeth."You are funny, you know that right? You are my prisoner and I can do whatever it is that I want to do to you. You have absolutely no right to tell me what to do. If I want to kill you, then I will kill you right now and here." I hissed at her, my hate for her multiplied in multiple dimensions. "Then kill me now and get done and over with it." She spat at me. I touched the thick, slimy liquid she had thrown on my face
Blake's POV "So what exactly is it that she has against you that would make you release her from prison when she had tried to kill your son?" I asked him. He was my dad and ought to have my back all the time, so why was he betraying me? Did he hate me so much that he was willing to work with my enemy? "Something against me?" He raised a brow. "Oh, please, stop acting like I am a fool. I know you well enough. You would not free her if she didn't have something incriminating against you.”“Trust me, Skylar isn't so valuable to you that you would free her for no reason. She must have something against you and you must tell me what it is right now." I hissed at him."And if I refuse to tell you?" He raised a brow."Trust me, Dad, you don't want to cross me." I threatened. He sighed and fell into his chair. "Fine. We were lovers. She managed to get a couple of recordings against me and threatened she would leak them out to the public if I didn't help her. Now, there you have it. That
Blake's POV I sat in a nondescript van a few meters away from my dad's home watching him. I couldn't shake off the feeling that he knew something and was willing to stay here until I finally got the information from him that I needed. With Jeffery's help, I was able to slip a bug into his home, but that hadn't turned anything out yet.It didn't cover everywhere in the house, and I couldn't tell if he had found the bug and was simply keeping it shut so as not to implicate himself. My dad was a smart man and one needed to act smartly around him. My phone vibrated in my pocket, and I pulled out, eager to get some updates. The police had been informed, Helen's security team was searching for her and my private investigator was on the move. I was expecting an update from all three teams, and thankfully, it was my private investigator calling me. "Please, tell me that you have found that bitch." I hissed into the phone. "Yes, we have and I have her here with me. I will send you our loca
Helen's POVMy eyes fluttered open and pain exploded in my head. I tried to place a hand on my head to manage the pain, but I saw that I could not lift my hands. My hands were tied to my legs with a tight rope. I was lying on my side and couldn't exactly say where I was, except that everywhere was dark and I was in motion. The last thing I recalled was walking into the bathroom with Isabella. Isabella! I thought and my eyes popped wide open. Where the hell was she and what had happened to the both of us?"Isabella?" I called out, but there was no response. I shut my eyes, trying to recall what the hell had happened and how I ended up here. A bump caused my eyes to snap open, pulling me out of my focused state. It was so hard to stay focused in this state, and I wondered where I was being taken. The fact that I could not recall a thing only managed to get me so annoyed and I wanted to run mad. "Who the hell are you and what do you want with me?" I hissed and banged hard on the ro
Blake's POV "I am so so sorry about this sir. I don't know how all of this had happened. She went out to the restroom with her younger sister and since Mrs. Robinson had given me and my men a firm warning never to follow her to the bathroom, we decided to keep our distance. I am still very much clueless on how the hell this happened." The head of Helen's security said to me the moment he walked over to me.I glared at the man and even though I could see the regret and pain in his eyes, I jerked him by the collar and pushed him into the wall. His negligence had just cost me so much pain and there was no way in hell I was letting this go as just some innocent mistake. He had hurt me, and I was going to make sure that he felt every ounce of pain I was feeling."You had one job to do, only one freaking job and you had to mess that up. Isn't that silly? I thought you were a professional, I didn't know that you were a big clown. God, I regret ever working with you.”“Just pray, pray with