I was curled on the floor in a fetal position when I heard my phone ringing. I stood up and got out of the closet. I did not know how long I had been crying in the closet but it must have been hours. I checked the room to make sure that Cassian did not find a way inside.
The shrilling from my ringing phone caught my attention again. I rushed to the nightstand. On the screen, the number displayed was unfamiliar. “Hello?." I said into the phone I heard laboured breathing and then cries. “Hello?." I asked again "Freya, it's me." It was the voice of my step mother. “Good afternoon, Mother." The word mother sounded foreign on my tongue. “Please save me, I've been kidnapped." “What?." “I was on my way to get some groceries when I got kidnapped...help me, please." “Where are you? How are you calling me?." “I borrowed a phone from someone. Please come and get me before they find me." “I'll call the police—" “Don't, do not involve the police. I'll text you the location." “But—" before I could finish my statement, the line went dead. Out of all her kids, why did she call me? I was hated by my family, because I was the daughter of mistress. My father was having an affair while he was married and the husband snatcher was my mother, she passed away when I was very little and I had to live with my father and his real family. Everyone made life a hell for me. When brothers loved their little sister and protected them, mine bullied and tortured me. When sisters played dress up and tell each other their secrets, mine disgraced and humiliated me. My father did nothing to stop it. My stepmother encouraged it and my biological mother was dead with no trace of a family, i could not even remember what she was like. I drove to the location my stepmom had texted and I walked into the building, it was an abandoned warehouse. “Mother?." I was cautious as I walked inside. I made sure that my footsteps were very soft and quiet. I heard muffled screams and I turned to the corner, there my stepmom was tied to a chair. The thought that the kidnappers had caught her crossed ny mind, it means I had gotten to her too late. They could be hiding somewhere and I would be in trouble too for simply being here but I was just going to run and leave her. Regardless of how she hurt me when I was just an innocent child, I was not a bad person, I had a kind heart. I went to her and observed the ropes. She was gagged and there was blood on her forehead, dripping down the side of her swollen red face. “Oh my god " I exclaimed as i saw her state, I felt for the gag and pulled it out. “Help!." She started yelling very loudly. “Mother, please keep your voice down so you don't attract the kidnappers. I'm here now, I'm sorry I was late it was hard to find this place." “Help!." She yelled again “What are you doing? It's me Freya." Tears streamed down her eyes and she kept on yelling. I heard cars pulling up outside. “They're back. I have to get you out of these ropes." “Freeze, put your hands in the air!." I stilled, my heart was hammering in my chest. I turned around to see the cops. “Thank God you're here." I said as a wave of relief washed through me. “Please help me, she kidnapped me." My stepmom cried. “Step away from her." They said pointing a gun at me. “What? No, no, you're mistaken. I'm here to sav—" I did not finished my statement when a policeman rushed towards me as if I was trying to run away and put me in handcuffs. The metal bit into my skin and i yelped. " Mother, please is this a prank?. It's not funny." The sounds of heels clicking sounded through the room and Genevieva walked in. “Mum! What have you done to my mother? Look at how badly you beat her, get help, my mother is bleeding." She cried and ran to her mother “Freya, did you have to stoop so low?." Cassian asked me. I did not even know he had walked in, my mind was a jumbled mess. “Cassian, honey, tell them to release me. I didn't do it. You know that I can't do something like this." " You were caught red handed." “That's because I'm here to save her." “Officers lock this criminal up ." Tears blurred my vision. I couldn't believe the words coming out of my husband's mouth, he called me a criminal. “This is outrageous. I got a phone call from her, begging me to come here and save her!." I yelled “Be silent miss, anything you say or do would be used against you in the court of law. ." They started reading my rights to me and it all felt like a fever dream. I laughed. " This is a prank. It can't be anything else." “I'll make sure you rot in jail and never see sunlight, ever again. I'll make sure they send you to a place even the devil would never cross." I was roughly shoved into the back of the police car and it felt unreal. No, this cannot be happening. The moment I was thrown in a small cell, I realized that my life was finished. I was betrayed and framed. How was I so stupid to fall into their trap?. The voice in my head told me that there was no how I could have known but I did not believe it. Hours later, Cassian walked in with Matthew my brother. My brother was angry, I could see it in his eyes. His jaw was tight and there was nothing but pure rage in his stare. Cassian on the other hand looked disgusted. “I wish I was there, I would have killed you before the cops arrived." Matthew said. “I did not do it, Matthew." “Sorry you're saying my mum is lying. Are you saying that she tied herself up???" “She called me there. Please believe me, My freedom rests in your hands." He laughed and Cassian pulled out a file. “What is this?." “The divorce papers. Now sign it or I'll make your life more miserable than it already is. I can't be married to a disgusting criminal." I stared at the papers. " I have done nothing but love you Cassian, I do not deserve to be in a cell because of love." “Sign it!." Cassian yelled and I trembled. I took the pen and signed the papers. He observed the signature to make sure everything was correctly signed. When he saw that there were no errors, he smiled and turned away. If I told him I was carrying a baby, would he set me free?I decided that I would not tell him, if he decides that he hates me, then I would accept it because I was sure he would take the baby away from me. Genevieva would maltreat the poor child the way they maltreated me, I would die before I let that happen. As he walked away, I felt my heart tearing apart until I had no more heart to love. I was sitting in the tiny cell. There was a small bed at the side and a single chair. I held the bars of the cell and watched as the guards walked about. I was tired of standing, my legs were quivering and my belly was hurting. I was thinking about my baby, how can I stay here? My life and the life of this child would be ruined. More tears fell from my eyes and I clutched my belly and slid to the ground. “Forgive me..." I whispered to the growing life inside me. I was so protective over the baby and there was no way to protect it. I would rot in jail and what would happen to the baby? If only I had a second chance, I would not be so stupid again.
“Exactly, that's the one." He said with a small smile that was short lived. I could not believe Hunter was really in front of me. Many people sought to get appointments with him and it was impossible since he was a very busy and extremely important man. But we just jumped off a fucking bridge together. It was hard to wrap my head around it. He turned around and gestured for me to follow him with a sense of urgency. I ran after him. He was a tall man with long strides, it was hard to keep up with him. “Why did you come for me?." “You will know very soon, for now... Let's save your energy. Your muscles must be sore." I followed him through the dense trees and we broke out at some point. On the side of the road there was a red sports car waiting for us outside. The driver was standing outside and smoking when we arrived. When he saw Hunter, he threw the cigar on the floor and crushed it with his shoe. “Boss." He said and opened the door for the both of us to enter. I entered int
I could not believe my ears. “How did you end up with that low life prick?." Hunter asked and I was suddenly brought back to reality. Although I was still excited about my current position... I could feel the hate I had for Cassian. I would make that bastard pay, it was like a mantra repeating in my head. I would make Genevieva pay for betraying me. I would make Cassian see hell for throwing me to rot in jail. The entire family must pay for everything they had been doing to me since I became a part of that family. *** When I woke up the next morning, I had a smile on my face. My room was huge and since natural light was flooding in, I could see how beautiful the room actually was. I got down from the bed and felt an ache in my belly, I was hungry. I patted my belly that would soon be swelling with my child. I would never let Cassian come close to this baby. Never. I would protect and love the baby with everything I had. I made my way downstairs where I found Hunter wo
Cassian was sitting in the living room with Genevieva when the home phone rang Matthew picked it up and held it to his ears for a few seconds before calling Cassian's attention. “It's the Police officer, he wants to speak with you." Cassian took the phone, wondering why the police officer was calling while the entire family was scared that the police found out they were lying about Freya. “Hello?." Cassian said into the phone and the deputy officer spoke up. “Mr Cassian, there is unfortunate news. Check the news station right now." Genevieva lifted a brow of enquiry as Cassian stood up from the love seat to grab the remote. He turned on the TV, a picture of Freya came up and the headlines said she was dead. A tremor went through Cassian and his heart seemed to stop beating for a few seconds. “Wh-what happened?..." His voice was a little over a whisper. “Last night, a Mysterious man showed up to the prison cell where we kept Freya and he took her out. While men were ch
The drive home was very quiet but the drumming in my ears from my heart pumping blood into my ears was loud. I looked down at my fingers and unclenched them. After a few seconds, I turned to Hunter. His eyes were focused on the road, his entire appearance was relaxing and chill after he just made a couple of grown men cry. There were no emotions on his face. I cleared my throat and spoke. “why did you tell the head of police to keep shut about me after he told you they've announced me dead?”The corners of his lips lifted in a smile. “He already informed Cassian and his family about the so-called accident. Right now they think you're dead and it's the perfect time to start planning for your revenge, so that when you strike, you'll hit hard and true because they wouldn't expect your resurrection.”A thrill went through me. “Thank you.” I told him “You must have a million things to take care of and so much work but you're here helping me out… I really appreciate it. ““I made a pr
FREYAHunter pulled up to the ice-cream shop and I was surprised. The shop was small and cozy, nothing I expected a billionaire to visit. He held the door open for me and once I entered, the smell of sweet treats filled my lungs. A middle aged woman walked to the counter and a big bright smile appeared on her face. “Hannah, hi.” Hunter saidHe returned her smile with an equal amount of happiness. “So lovely to see you Hunter.”They were obviously on first name bases so they knew each other. Her gaze landed on me and her eyebrows shot up. “Is she the one?.”Hunter quickly turned to me and gave a nervous laugh. It was so out of character to see him nervous. “This is Freya, my business partner.”“Oh, welcome sweetie, what would you like to have?.” My heart warmed from the motherly affection in her voice. I ran my fingers through my hair and stepped towards her. “Cake batter flavoured ice cream would be nice. And also, red velvet cupcakes.”The smile didn't leave her face as sh
Hunter carried my bags out of the trunk of the car while some workers approached him, he hands everything to them, Including the keys of his very expensive Rolls-Royce. It was snowing hard and the Christmas decor outside was too bright for my liking, but it sent a fuzzy warm feeling through me.Only the kind of feeling Christmas could conjure. “Let's get you in, it's cold." He said to me, wrapping his hand around my waist. He does this gently but his hand is firm and I began to regret why I was wearing a coat, a fur coat for that matter. We walked inside the hotel and there was a small queue at the counter. I spot birkin bags and Louis Vuitton suit cases so these people aren't poor. “Mr Hunter, these are the key to your rooms." A man wearing a red uniform said, he handed the key over to Hunter with a small bow. “What nonsense! We've been standing here for ages and you ignore us to serve someone else!." The woman's voice was loud and it carried an air of authority.She was dressed
As we drove to the destination, Hunter was very quiet. “How long till we get there?” I asked himHe turned to me and his eyes roamed my face, there was something in his eyes, an expression I could not understand.“Soon,” He said almost dismissively and he turned to face the window.I turned away from him but I could not stop the frown that followed.Something was definitely wrong and the fact that I don’t know what it was, annoyed me.I should probably stop disturbing him.When we got to the house, I gasped.“Is it mine?” I asked in surprise and he nodded.“Mine is just right beside yours, over there.” He said pointing to the other house.“We’re neighbours.” I said under my breath but he heard it and shot me one of his rare smiles, i felt my heart beat pick up.“If you need anything, you’ll call me?”I nodded my head and pointed to the door, without him saying anything I knew he was telling me to go inside.I entered the house and went to the window. Hunter stood outside the house bu
Throughout the day, the tiny voice in my head didn't shut up about how bad of a person I was. If Hunter decided to leave me, I didn't know if it would be possible for me to do this on my own.I should have apologized to him then, i should have fucking apologized to him but i couldn’t bring myself to stand him. What if I say something worse, like telling him how often I thought about him and how much I wanted him closer to me.A wave of embarrassment crashed through me. I fell on my bed and groaned into the pillow.The memories of the moment came rushing down and I actually bit into my pillow as I remembered the desperation in my voice.I heard the music, softly at first but as time passed it continued to grow.I stood up from the bed and walked to the window. The house Aaron had pointed to was decorated with so much light it looked like a lamp.I turned my gaze to Hunter's house, all the lights were turned off.Does that mean he wasn’t at home?Since he owns a home here, he must know
As we drove to the destination, Hunter was very quiet. “How long till we get there?” I asked himHe turned to me and his eyes roamed my face, there was something in his eyes, an expression I could not understand.“Soon,” He said almost dismissively and he turned to face the window.I turned away from him but I could not stop the frown that followed.Something was definitely wrong and the fact that I don’t know what it was, annoyed me.I should probably stop disturbing him.When we got to the house, I gasped.“Is it mine?” I asked in surprise and he nodded.“Mine is just right beside yours, over there.” He said pointing to the other house.“We’re neighbours.” I said under my breath but he heard it and shot me one of his rare smiles, i felt my heart beat pick up.“If you need anything, you’ll call me?”I nodded my head and pointed to the door, without him saying anything I knew he was telling me to go inside.I entered the house and went to the window. Hunter stood outside the house bu
Hunter carried my bags out of the trunk of the car while some workers approached him, he hands everything to them, Including the keys of his very expensive Rolls-Royce. It was snowing hard and the Christmas decor outside was too bright for my liking, but it sent a fuzzy warm feeling through me.Only the kind of feeling Christmas could conjure. “Let's get you in, it's cold." He said to me, wrapping his hand around my waist. He does this gently but his hand is firm and I began to regret why I was wearing a coat, a fur coat for that matter. We walked inside the hotel and there was a small queue at the counter. I spot birkin bags and Louis Vuitton suit cases so these people aren't poor. “Mr Hunter, these are the key to your rooms." A man wearing a red uniform said, he handed the key over to Hunter with a small bow. “What nonsense! We've been standing here for ages and you ignore us to serve someone else!." The woman's voice was loud and it carried an air of authority.She was dressed
FREYAHunter pulled up to the ice-cream shop and I was surprised. The shop was small and cozy, nothing I expected a billionaire to visit. He held the door open for me and once I entered, the smell of sweet treats filled my lungs. A middle aged woman walked to the counter and a big bright smile appeared on her face. “Hannah, hi.” Hunter saidHe returned her smile with an equal amount of happiness. “So lovely to see you Hunter.”They were obviously on first name bases so they knew each other. Her gaze landed on me and her eyebrows shot up. “Is she the one?.”Hunter quickly turned to me and gave a nervous laugh. It was so out of character to see him nervous. “This is Freya, my business partner.”“Oh, welcome sweetie, what would you like to have?.” My heart warmed from the motherly affection in her voice. I ran my fingers through my hair and stepped towards her. “Cake batter flavoured ice cream would be nice. And also, red velvet cupcakes.”The smile didn't leave her face as sh
The drive home was very quiet but the drumming in my ears from my heart pumping blood into my ears was loud. I looked down at my fingers and unclenched them. After a few seconds, I turned to Hunter. His eyes were focused on the road, his entire appearance was relaxing and chill after he just made a couple of grown men cry. There were no emotions on his face. I cleared my throat and spoke. “why did you tell the head of police to keep shut about me after he told you they've announced me dead?”The corners of his lips lifted in a smile. “He already informed Cassian and his family about the so-called accident. Right now they think you're dead and it's the perfect time to start planning for your revenge, so that when you strike, you'll hit hard and true because they wouldn't expect your resurrection.”A thrill went through me. “Thank you.” I told him “You must have a million things to take care of and so much work but you're here helping me out… I really appreciate it. ““I made a pr
Cassian was sitting in the living room with Genevieva when the home phone rang Matthew picked it up and held it to his ears for a few seconds before calling Cassian's attention. “It's the Police officer, he wants to speak with you." Cassian took the phone, wondering why the police officer was calling while the entire family was scared that the police found out they were lying about Freya. “Hello?." Cassian said into the phone and the deputy officer spoke up. “Mr Cassian, there is unfortunate news. Check the news station right now." Genevieva lifted a brow of enquiry as Cassian stood up from the love seat to grab the remote. He turned on the TV, a picture of Freya came up and the headlines said she was dead. A tremor went through Cassian and his heart seemed to stop beating for a few seconds. “Wh-what happened?..." His voice was a little over a whisper. “Last night, a Mysterious man showed up to the prison cell where we kept Freya and he took her out. While men were ch
I could not believe my ears. “How did you end up with that low life prick?." Hunter asked and I was suddenly brought back to reality. Although I was still excited about my current position... I could feel the hate I had for Cassian. I would make that bastard pay, it was like a mantra repeating in my head. I would make Genevieva pay for betraying me. I would make Cassian see hell for throwing me to rot in jail. The entire family must pay for everything they had been doing to me since I became a part of that family. *** When I woke up the next morning, I had a smile on my face. My room was huge and since natural light was flooding in, I could see how beautiful the room actually was. I got down from the bed and felt an ache in my belly, I was hungry. I patted my belly that would soon be swelling with my child. I would never let Cassian come close to this baby. Never. I would protect and love the baby with everything I had. I made my way downstairs where I found Hunter wo
“Exactly, that's the one." He said with a small smile that was short lived. I could not believe Hunter was really in front of me. Many people sought to get appointments with him and it was impossible since he was a very busy and extremely important man. But we just jumped off a fucking bridge together. It was hard to wrap my head around it. He turned around and gestured for me to follow him with a sense of urgency. I ran after him. He was a tall man with long strides, it was hard to keep up with him. “Why did you come for me?." “You will know very soon, for now... Let's save your energy. Your muscles must be sore." I followed him through the dense trees and we broke out at some point. On the side of the road there was a red sports car waiting for us outside. The driver was standing outside and smoking when we arrived. When he saw Hunter, he threw the cigar on the floor and crushed it with his shoe. “Boss." He said and opened the door for the both of us to enter. I entered int
I decided that I would not tell him, if he decides that he hates me, then I would accept it because I was sure he would take the baby away from me. Genevieva would maltreat the poor child the way they maltreated me, I would die before I let that happen. As he walked away, I felt my heart tearing apart until I had no more heart to love. I was sitting in the tiny cell. There was a small bed at the side and a single chair. I held the bars of the cell and watched as the guards walked about. I was tired of standing, my legs were quivering and my belly was hurting. I was thinking about my baby, how can I stay here? My life and the life of this child would be ruined. More tears fell from my eyes and I clutched my belly and slid to the ground. “Forgive me..." I whispered to the growing life inside me. I was so protective over the baby and there was no way to protect it. I would rot in jail and what would happen to the baby? If only I had a second chance, I would not be so stupid again.