Helen's POV My eyes misted and the chill I got from this shocking accusation caused my body to shake. I would never do such a thing to my sister. Yes, I may have been treated as an interior after she was born, but I was never going to hurt her. I loved her so much and I desperately wanted her to come back. I may not be actively involved in her search, but I was constantly praying and hoping that she would come back home soon. "That is a fat lie. Isabella ran away from home on her own accord and will be back when she wants to return home. No insults at my wife would be tolerated." Blake suddenly said, defending me in front of everyone. I raised my head and I stared at him, taking in his handsome facial features. His face was a mixture of anger and arrogance and it did so much to make him look like the best thing after sliced bread. I loved the sight before me and I struggled to take my gaze off him. "Really? But the family reported this as a kidnapping." Another reporter yelled ou
Helen's POV "Now tell me, where the hell did you keep your sister? I am certain you must have thrown her into some dungeon when you saw that she was about to get married to Blake. Is this how much you hate us that you are willing to put us through so much pain? Aren't you even grateful that we put you through school, a home, and a name to call yours?Without us, you are nothing, and I would not let you ruin this family." My mom hissed at me. "Mom, please don't say this about me. I would never do this to you or Isabella. I don't know where she went. I also didn't try to paint you guys as the bad guys. The media is just twisting my words. Mr. Michigan would never have made me the face of his campaign if he felt I was smearing the image of my family. You have to believe me, Mom." I pleaded as tears ran down my eyes. "Oh, please stop with the act. Do you think I am as foolish as Mr. Michigan, whom you fooled with a cock and bull story, or Blake, whom you already have wrapped around
Blake's POV My eyes shot red hot as I walked down the stairs heading to them. When my housekeeper stormed into my office to tell me Helen's mom was a nuisance, I didn't believe her. It was one thing for the Davies to try to use their most beautiful daughter to control me, and it was completely another to come into my home and start a fight. I wasn't letting that happen and when I heard their agitated voices, I knew it was time for me to come down here and put an end to this. "Oh, Blake. Thank God you are here. Your wife is such a clumsy fool and I must deal with her before she does something silly that can ruin your reputation along with ours." Mrs. Davies smiled brightly at me, taking on an almost innocent stance. I immediately picked up the pretense in her actions and I was grossly disgusted by her. "Really? What has she done and why are you hurting her in my home?" I demanded as I walked over to Helen and placed a protective arm around her. "Well, you see, Helen here is an u
Blake's POV It wasn't going to cost me a thing to use Helen until I found my sexual satisfaction in her, but I didn't want to give her the conviction that she could control me. Her body easily turned me on and knowing women, it was easy for her to weaponize her body. She was already trying to achieve that with me and the only reason she was unsuccessful was because I wasn't giving her so much attention. "Boss, where do you want me to take you to?" Mr driver appeared out of nowhere and asked me as I assessed the best nondescript car to take out. I didn't want much attention, and a regular-looking car was the best way to keep myself sane. I shot the bastard with a heavy glare and he took a step back. "Hand me my keys now. You can take the day off." I hissed and yanked my keys out of his hand. "Yes, boss." He answered and moved away. "Hey," I called out and he paused."If any of my security detail asks you about me, you don't know anything." He was shocked for a second and nodde
Blake's POV My body was jerked back into consciousness with a heavy splash of water. I blinked my eyes numerous times as the water rolled down my face and into my eyes, making it super hard for me to see and make sense of where I was.I tried to move, but my legs and hands were bound to the chair I was seated on.Was this a kidnap? Who was foolish enough to kidnap me? "Where am I?" I called out as I jerked harshly at my binds, eager to free myself from them."You really should stop tugging hard at them. You are only going to end up hurting yourself, and I don't want that for you." A familiar voice hissed at me. I blinked rapidly and my vision cleared out rapidly. The same bulky man who had earlier knocked me unconscious was standing before me. He had an evil smirk on his face and I could tell he was enjoying this well. "Who are you and what do you want? If you think kidnapping me will make you rich, you are wrong. Sooner or later, my security detail would find out that I am gone a
Helen's POV I dabbed some healing balm on the bruises I had sustained during the fight with my mom. The joy I had experienced watching Blake defend me was now fully replaced by a grime feeling. He had not defended me because of love. It was all an act to him and I wondered what was true and real to him. I didn't know what he felt towards me. Was it love or hate? Well, I was never really going to know. "Just endure all of this for the main time, Helen. All of this will be over soon." I encouraged myself and closed shut the balm container. Blake was yet to come home and I convinced myself not to be worried. He was mad at me for reasons best known to him. He could be anywhere and with his level of wealth, he would always be safe.I had just laid my head on my pillow, ready to retire for the night when a knock on my door jerked me upright. My heart jumped up my throat as I wondered when Blake had arrived home and what he was looking for in my bedroom. The few times he had come to my
Helen's POV "So what if Miss DuPont is living in his old apartment? There is no way that woman can hurt him. She is very petite." Blake's dad said and I almost rolled my eyes at him. There were a lot of ways things could go wrong with their meeting. She was mad at him when he threw her out of the office and I had strong reasons to believe that she must have done something to get back at him."Sir, this little piece of information means a lot. This could be the breakthrough in this case. He could be with her for all we know. If he isn't with her, we can at least question her to know what he was doing there." Jeffery explained. Mr. Robinson didn't look pleased with that explanation and I wondered why. He ought to be grateful that we were making headway in this case. Skylar may not look dangerous on the surface, but I have been around evil people long enough to know one couldn't judge evil people by their appearance alone. Her threats to me the day I took over her position danced in
Helen’s POV“Where the hell are you all going?” Skylar complained as we filed into her house.“Mr. Robinson, please talk to me, what is this all about?” She turned to Blake’s father, but he ignored her.“Can someone please talk to me?” She asked, but I ignored her."Miss Skylar, you need to calm down. We are just here to ask you a few questions, nothing else. Just cooperate with us, and we will be out of here soon.” Jeffrey calmed her down.Her eyes darted at everyone in the room, but they rested on me for a minute longer. Her look at me was heated and almost devilish, but I maintained my cool and sat down, refusing to let her get me angry.“Fine. I just hope this fool here hasn't done anything to harm my Blake.” She hissed and plopped down to one of the empty chairs.Everyone stared at me accusingly and I swallowed hard, doing my best to keep my emotions in check. There was no way I was letting her raise a reaction from me. I was more than that and I was interested in showing that fa
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