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 promise to your grand dad. I'm a man that keeps his promises. “ A man indeed and a fine specimen of a man… I turned away immediately as the words took form as a thought in my mind. What if I had said that out loud ? I felt blood flowing through my veins like larva, it was hot and fast… Heading straight to my pussy. I clenched my thighs and swore under my breath. I needed to snap out of this! This is not me, I'm not the type that lusts after men. Doesn't it matter if that man was carved by the Heavens and blessed with confidence from the darkest parts of hell? No, it doesn't fvcking matter! “Freya? Are you alright? “ I turned to him. “What?” “Your cheeks, they're…” I placed my hands on my cheeks and they were warmer than usual. Was I frigging blushing? Oh no, he knows, he must have read my mind somehow. “Do you want to get ice cream? “ “Sure.” “Great, I know a place.” He turned away and returned to looking stoic, I don't think he knows yet. Thank God. ~~~~ Cassian didn't want to keep thinking about Freya but he found himself lingering in her memories. He caught himself too many times thinking about the look of pain in her eyes when she was in jail. How she begged him to get her out and treat her with kindness and how he refused. Now she is dead. He brought the glass to his lips. “Baby, take a look at this view.” Genevieva said, pulling his attention to the skyline. They were in his penthouse, the one he never took Freya to. Hell, she didn't even know he owned it. “Gigi, your sister is dead.” He spat, he tried to hold back his anger and bitterness but it slipped. Genevieva turned to him, her legs stretched out in front of her as she laid on the lounge chair. “Wait, don't tell me you're sad because that miserable bitvh is dead. She probably did herself good by dying…” “Genevieva!. “ “What?! I'm telling the truth! Gah!” She sat up on the lounge chair and pushed her sun glasses out of her eyes and upwards to the crown of her head. “Baby, now is not the time to develop a conscience. We all treated her badly and you know it. It's better to come face to face with the truth if not you'll rot in a pool of guilt. What use will you be then?” That was probably the only reasonable thing Genevieva ever said and she was proud of herself for coming up with the words because it seemed to calm Cassian down. He brought the glass to his lips and sipped the dark brown liquid again . “Good,” she hummed to herself. “Now, isn't that view wonderful?” she asked as she went back to how she was before the conversation started. Cassian dropped the glass and walked to the bathroom. He stared at himself in the mirror and funny enough, he was beginning to feel that Genevieva was right. He never really loved Freya, did he? Dear God, no. He only married her because his father forced him to and he never understood why she even wanted him back. Oh, how she smiled during their wedding. He sighed and turned on the faucet, he splashed some water on his face and when he looked in the mirror again, Genevieva was standing behind him and she was naked Her fingers were idly circling her nipples and she was biting on her bottom lip. His cock jerked and he turned to her and pulled her lips… He ran his tongue over it before proceeding to bite it. She squirmed and his hand went between her thighs. One finger dug into her pussy and he started stroking her wet entrance. That's right, he never loved Freya but when he saw her older sister, he knew he wanted to bury his cock deep in her. And he'd been fucking her since they met, it was good that Freya died. It was a blessing she got out of the picture for good. “Bad boy, give me your cock. This dirty girl wants to make you cum.” He pulled her hair roughly and yanked it back. “ouch.” Genevieva cried and he added two more fingers because he was not getting any traction in her pussy with one finger. He turned her around and pushed her onto the counter. A few bottles cluttered around and fell to the floor but he didn't mind. His eyes were locked on the target. He closed his eyes and decided he was going to forget about Freya and this time for good.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—
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
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