LOGINAnnabel's POV “I won't be involved in politics going forward, and I won't be following in my father's footsteps as Governor.” Scott brought his speech in the conference hall, to a close. It has been a week since we were rid of Davis and Vivian. A week of peace. The media and everyone in New York kept asking for an interview or at least, a conference with Scott and he had just given them that. I thought that would be the end of anymore speculations from the media, but Scott still stood on the podium, in front of the thousands of cameras flashing. “Before I conclude, there are a few things I'd like to state clear.” I wondered what it was. We had only rehearsed his farewell speech. “Many years ago, I met a woman whose purity and softness captivated me the moment I set my eyes on her. Despite all odds, we got married and would have continued in that bliss if my father had not capsized our relationship. I appeared before the court, testified against her, divorced her, and abandoned
“Ahhh…” George groaned, blood sputtering around them. “Have you lost your mind!” He groaned in between his screams.Vivian did not stop at a limb. She went at all four, his legs and arms. By the time she was done, her face was filled with blood and so was the area George lay in. She tossed the bloodied axe aside and watched George whine in pain as life slowly crept out of him.“I loved you, George.” She cried, “I proved that to you countless times. I did anything and everything, believing you loved me too. Despite the signs, I still stuck to you. I did not mind your cruelty, I became cruel for you!”Tears slipped out of George's eyes.“But at the body of our son, you proved that you only loved my usefulness to you. At that instant, I knew that you'd abandon me too.”“Vivian.” George mouthed.She turned and picked Nathan's body up. After stroking his hair and planting a kiss on his forehead, she walked back to George.“Go to hell.” She whispered, as she watched him take his last breat
Before the gunshot, Davis had had enough toying with Myron's emotions. Seeing that he couldn't use Michelle and the kids to break Myron's resolve, he decide to finally end it. He grabbed Myron's bruised jaw and forced his gaze.“After everything you've been through, Myron, it's sad that you let love in. It has crumbled you and your destiny to be a great man.” He said.“Let them go.” Myron said, breathless.David eased his back and ordered, “Kill the girl first.”“No, no, no!” Myron tried to break free but was easily knocked down head first. Just as Davis raveled in what was about to happen, a gunshot reverberated through the uncompleted building.Everything and everyone paused.While instructing the guards to watch the abductees, he moved towards the stairway, his mouth dropping as he beheld the scene before him.Vivian slowly moved to her son, who'd already fell to the ground. She knelt and scooped Nathan into her arms.“My son..” she whispered, tears sliding out of her eyes, “My s
Annabel's POVI watched Myron leave first, a gloomy look appearing on my face. “He'll be fine.” Scott said with an expressionless faceI shook my head, “It's dangerous. I know Myron likes to show off his strength, but I still believe we should be together in this situation.”Scott cocked his gun, as we prepared to take the opposite route to the building. “Myron can protect himself, Annabel. After seeing his agility back at Chris’ hotel, I don't think he'll die. At least not now.” “Ready?” He asked.“Ready.” I steadied myself and took a deep breath. The plan was to take down Davis’ surrounding thugs to make Myron's entry to the building effortless.I braced to leave when Scott grabbed my waist, pulled me into his chest, and stole a quick kiss. With his forehead on mine, he whispered, “Don't do anything crazy.”I held his neck, digging my fingers into his soft hair, “I won't. You shouldn't, either.”Instead of agreeing, he said, “I'll save our kids. I promise.”Riddled with emotions,
Myron's POVAccording to plan, I stood across the rickety story-building just few moments before the fight begins.Knowing Davis, this beach was not chosen simply because he preferred it. It was chosen so he could kill at convenience. His thugs will also be hiding out at every angle, reason why I had to force Scott and Annabel to scout the area.If they'd joined me to approach Davis, we might not make it out of here alive. As I took in a deep breath, my whole life revolved around my eyes. Me as a little boy watching my father, Davis, groom another family while I and my sick mother suffered in what I could barely call a house.How he'd had his guards throw me out of his house whenever I came to beg for mercy and help for my poor mother, until she passed away.Davis has been nothing but pure evil. Even ending Scott's mother's life just so he could be with Vivian. Today, it must end. He must end.As much as Annabel has always clamored for revenge, I yearn for it more than she does and
Michelle's POVI heard the car screech to a half. The wind blew my hair against my face. With the jute bag over my face, I couldn't tell where I was.I heard the car door slam shut, and then in a few seconds the door beside me opened and a hefty hand reached out and grabbed me, pulling me roughly out of the car.The jute bag was removed and I coughed violently, breathing in a rush of air.The guard tightened his fat palm around my arm, causing me to wince in pain. Davis lit a cigarette.I stared at my surroundings. We were at the beach.At the far end, there was a rickety story- building.Davis smiled at me.“Love the scenery?” He chuckled, “I've always been a romantic man.”“You, psychopath!” I screamed, “You've lost your mind!”A punch flew to my stomach, knocking the air out of me. I lowered to the ground, gritting my teeth in pain.“Try to think before you speak, Mich. That's what the brain is for.” I heard Davis say.We began to move towards the building, the guard pulling me al
Annabel's POV “Mommy, you're awake!” The beautiful girl ran towards me. Although confused as hell, with my head banging I opened my arms to receive her.“Hey, Cherry.” The words spilled out of my lips. It sounded familiar, like I used to do it all the time.I couldn't help but ask, “Is your name
Michelle's POV It wasn't Scott.It was Vivian. Even though her back was to me, I could recognize that chestnut hair anywhere.She turned and met my gaze. She smiled and walked to the table then stopped before it.“We have a lot to talk about, don't you agree?”“I'd choose to do anything than talk
Scott's POV Before us, standing by the door with shock in her eyes was none other than Annabel.Strength suddenly came back and staring at her took away my pain. I rose from the ground.“Annabel-”Her hand went to her head and then she shut her eyes. I and Myron were by her side before she lost ba
Michelle's POV Tears threatened to spill from my eyes. Davis continued, “She was delusional and obsessed with my son that she couldn't imagine a life without him.” “If this is the case, why didn't you come to the police immediately to report her constant talk of murder? Also, when Late Miss Annab







