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 working on his laptop. He hasn't seen me yet so I stopped to stare at him. He was handsome, I could see his muscles bulging from the shirt he was wearing. His dark hair fell in curls over his forehead. His hair looked so soft and silky that I thought of running my fingers through it... Before I could finish the thought, his head turned in my direction and he smiled softly at me, his eyes eere twinkling with something I didn't understand. I froze. My heart started picking up a faster pace. What is happening? He shut his laptop and stood up. “Good morning, Freya." I almost forgot how tall he was, his voice was a deep, rich baritone that echoed inside me. I walked forward, trying to get a hold of myself. He's just a man, even though he's built like a god He looked down at my belly and he took a step closer. “I know about the baby," He started. “I followed you to the hospital yesterday morning." “You followed me?" He nodded a little. “I have been following you for a while now. I want to make something clear—" Before he could finish his statement, a man in an expensive suit walked into the house. “Good morning, Mr Hunter." Hunter took my hand, I felt a jolt of electricity run through our entwined fingers. What the hell was that? “Freya, this is your family's lawyer. He's here so that you can sign the will." I felt a pang of excitement but it was quickly followed by something else, I was nervous. I sat down on the dining table and Hunter sat beside me, he was so close to me that his knees touched mine. He placed a protective hand over my hands that were clasped together on the table and gave it a small squeeze, slowly, I lifted my eyes to meet his. “I understand that this can be a lot, it's okay... You can take your time if you want, maybe sign it after breakfast, the lawyer can wait." “No... I'll do it now." Signing the documents was step one of getting my power over Cassian and my family. My grandfather's wealth would surpass theirs combined, Cassian was rich but not even close to my grandfather who was a multi billionaire. My plan of revenge starts now. I lifted my chin and squared my shoulders. “I'll sign it now." “Good girl." Hunter said. I felt heat spreading from my neck to my cheeks. He pulled a suitcase and fished out some documents, oblivious to the effects his words had on me. Get it together, Freya.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—
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
“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