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. If I could get out of this cell, I would not make the same mistake of losing my mind over a man that doesn't love me. I would be better, I swear. I heard a loud groan and I looked up to see one guard falling to the floor, the other guard pulled out his gun but the tall man in black suit was quicker. He pulled the gun off the guard's hand and threw a punch that knocked him out. The man straightened his expensive Armani suit and turned to me, I was captivated by his light blue eyes. He bent down, searched the pockets of the guard and finally found a key in the pocket of the second guard. He walked to my cell and unlocked it. “Hurry, we don't have much time." He said to me. His cologne was intoxicating and he was wearing a very expensive Rolex, his entire aura screamed wealth and power. “Who are you?." “That doesn't matter, Freya. Come with me before the others outside come for us, I don't want to kill a police officer." My eyes fell on the two men laying on the floor. “They're not dead, just…asleep. That's the reason we have to get out, now " He explained. Who is he?! I wanted to leave this place. it's just that I was scared to leave with him, the man didn't just seem powerful, danger leaked from him like blood out of a wound. His eyes were cold and I could feel the danger radiating from him, I could taste it on my tongue. He closed his hand around my wrist and pulled me out. When we reached the lobby, a police man turned to me. “Don't look back " the man told me. I could not help it, it was fear and curiousity that made me turn around. I regretted it soon afterwards because the policeman started running after us. “He's following us." " Freya..." The man sighed my name, it was supposed to show his frustration but that sound was so sexy, it was not far from a moan. Should I be thinking of this right now?. “Run!." The man ordered and he never released my hand. He took me to a black car with tinted windows, confirming my suspicions. I might die tonight. We jumped in and zoomed off but not without the other police cars chasing us, it was like there was a fleet of them. It was night time and the road was busy. “Oh my god, I'm going to die in jail " I cried “I'm not letting those people get to us, okay?." I nodded my head even though I did not believe him, there was a dozen cars chasing us and we were pulling into oncoming traffic. “Are we about to run a traffic light? " I asked in fear. “This would be the worst thing you ever did?." He asked teasingly, and even though there was a smile in his voice, his expression remained blank. “Cover your face with your hands." “What?." “You heard me Freya, now do it." He grabbed a dark sunglass from the console and wore it. I put my hand over my face and when we passed the traffic light, the camera flashed, taking a picture. “Oh, that was why." How often did he do things like this? Who is he? Why did he come for me?. A car jammed into our tail and the man struggled to keep the car on four wheels, he winced and I got a flash of his pearly white teeth. His side profile was marvelous. He had a straight nose and chiseled jaw.... His hands were perfect, holy fuck look at those hands as they clutched the steering. He turned to me as if he could read my thoughts and heat spread over my neck and cheeks. “Ready?." “For what? " I asked sharply That question slapped me back to reality. “For this…take a very deep breath. Freya…breathe, deep breaths. " He instructed as if he was a life guard and went off the road like a fucking psychopath, the car bumped against the rail of the bridge and broke out. He took my seatbelts off and pulled me to him. I screamed as we fell into the big river. “Arghhhh!." I was going to die! Once again the realization hit me. With a very loud crash, we landed into the river and was swallowed by it. The man kicked the window of the car and swam out, he pulled me out with him and I kicked my legs, trying not to panic but doing it anyways. My lungs felt like all the oxygen were finished. I felt hot nails pushed into my chest and throat, my head was begining to get foggy. We broke out to the surface and I took a very big breath. The man pulled me to the river bank and into the trees. My teeth were chattering, I saw torches being pointed to the river, the police would think we were dead. There was no how anyone could have survived that thing. “You're wet." The man's deep voice said. I turned to him and his cold eyes were animated. “Are you fucking crazy? Thank you for saving me but what? Why the hell did you not tell me that we were going into the river?." I was so angry and scared and relieved. “Because you would have freaked out and died by now and we don't want that, do we?. Let's go, before your teeth fall off from all that chattering." I clamped my mouth shut and stood my ground. " Freya, come on, we can't afford to waste any more time." “What are you? Are you human? Who are you? Why do you know my name?." “I'm Hunter Winthrop, you must have heard of me befo—" “Wait, the multi billionaire CEO? " I asked wide eyed.“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
The divorce my husband had threatened to serve me was the only thing on my mind as I was sitting in the doctor's office. The red LED display showed 08:44. My feet was tapping uncontrollably on the floor and my fingers were tapping on the table. I was alone in the office because the doctor had gone to get my pregnancy test results from the lab. I had been sick for some days, I did not expect it to be pregnant because I had been barren for six years, it's unlikely that I was pregnant now but I was willing to hope because my marriage was falling apart. A baby would be the only thing that would save my marriage. Yesterday, Cassian made it very clear that if I didn't give him an heir, I would be thrown out of the house. I love my husband so much, he was my highschool sweetheart and it was a dream come true when his father arranged a marriage between us, I couldn't lose him. My fingers were cold and my teeth clamped over my fingernail, I cut it and pulled. I hated nail-biting, but I was
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—
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.
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—
The divorce my husband had threatened to serve me was the only thing on my mind as I was sitting in the doctor's office. The red LED display showed 08:44. My feet was tapping uncontrollably on the floor and my fingers were tapping on the table. I was alone in the office because the doctor had gone to get my pregnancy test results from the lab. I had been sick for some days, I did not expect it to be pregnant because I had been barren for six years, it's unlikely that I was pregnant now but I was willing to hope because my marriage was falling apart. A baby would be the only thing that would save my marriage. Yesterday, Cassian made it very clear that if I didn't give him an heir, I would be thrown out of the house. I love my husband so much, he was my highschool sweetheart and it was a dream come true when his father arranged a marriage between us, I couldn't lose him. My fingers were cold and my teeth clamped over my fingernail, I cut it and pulled. I hated nail-biting, but I was