The prison officer quickly turns around, trembling in his spot at the sight of a destructive Adair.
“Man, you don’t know who your messing with do you.” Nick says shaking his head.
“I said, I want her in my bed.” The guy repeats again and this time in a tone that makes it sound like I’m his property.
“Oh, do you now?” Adair growls lethally walking over to the cell.
The guy squares his shoulders and looks up at Adair with a smirk playing on his face, as if he's challenging Adair.
This guy is crazy for thinking he'll beat Adair, because not only does Adair tower over him but he’s so much more muscular and stronger looking than him. Adair will beat his ass in thirty seconds flat. Make than ten.
“Open the cell.” Adair demands to the officer as he takes his blazer off and hands it to Nick revealing his muscular biceps and toned back.
This gets the attention of other prisoners
The rest of the afternoon is spent with our tailors fitting us for the party. Jules booked a makeup and hair appointment for me which was to be done at the boutique since she wanted to see if the makeup matched the dress or not. She really is a sweetheart.A couple hours later my make up and hair are finally done and I’m fitted into my dress.“Don’t open your eyes yet!” Jules exclaims as she carefully walks me over to a mirror. “Okay go ahead!”Slowly opening my eyes, my jaw drops as I take in the beautiful person standing across from me. I can’t believe that she’s me. I never thought I was ugly, and thanks to my mom I’ve always learned to see myself as a beautiful woman, but what I see right now is just...gorgeous.“Do you like it?” Jules asks anticipating for my answer.“I love it.” I whisper, mesmerized by how good of a job she, my makeup artist, and hairstylist did.
“LET MY MOMMY GO!” I yell trying to rip his hands away from my mom’s throat as she struggles to grasp for air. Letting go of her throat, he tightly grips my hands and pushes me violently against the wall repeatedly banging my head. His dirty callused hands now grip my neck. “Let-me-go.” I say through struggling breaths. “You should have stayed outside.” He snarls as his grip tightens.Stars start to form in front of my eyes and the colored room slowly turns black. “LET HER GO!” My mom yells as I hear glass shatter.The tightness engulfing my throat disappears and air starts to fill my lungs again. Blinking away the stars and the blackness I see my mom holding a broken vase in her hand, her eyes ghost like as she stares at the ground. Looking down as well, I spot him laying on the floor unconscious, blood poolin
After Adair left, I hopped into the shower and got dressed. We were supposed to leave today but since Leo is looking for my dad, Adair said that we should stay until he’s found.Making myself look more presentable, I put on a black pencil skirt and a light pink blouse and throw my hair up into a high ponytail. I apply some light makeup to cover up my puffy eyes, thankful that their no longer red.After talking to Adair about my past, I feel like the weight has been lifted off my chest and for the first time ever, I feel like I’m no longer defined by my past.Even though I don’t know Adair for that long, there’s this strange connection between us thats rooted in comfort and trust. It puts me at ease knowing that I can tell him anything.It’s almost lunch time and I’m starving for some good food. Grabbing my purse, I make my way to Adair’s room so we can all go for lunch. As I’m about to knock on his door it a
Even though I’m supposed to be optimistic that we’ll find him, I feel sick even thinking about being face to face with him. This entire plane ride back my stomach feels nauseous and my anxiety is kicking into a whole other level.He’s flying with a fake name. It doesn’t seem right to me as to why he would do that unless he’s done something even horrible in the past that would make him more likely to be targeted by the police.Adair is typing away on his phone and I’m wondering if it’s Julian. “Mr. Adair, has Julian said anything yet?” I ask, folding and unfolding my hands in my lap.“Not yet. But he texted saying he’s working on it right now.” Adair says, his eyes glued to the screen.Nick comes over and takes a seat beside me. “We’ll find him. Alex and I won’t rest until we do and when we do we’ll be right there with you.” He smiles.His words gro
Adair’s Point of View“How could you?! After all this time with me you decide to go have an affair!” Anna shouts as she inches her face closer to mine, her chest heaving up and down in anger.“What the hell is wrong with you?!” I growl ripping her grip off my collar. “Are you insane? Is this the right place to talk about this?”“Right place? I’ve tried calling you and you haven’t been answering my calls! Hell, I wasn’t going to wait any longer! And yes, I was insane for loving you with every part of me and all you did was cheat on me when you found another woman?!” Anna shrieks, her hands tightly gripping her head.I stare at her dumbfoundedly.Cheat on her? Has she lost her mind? I’ve been damn loyal to her all this time.A hurricane of anger fumes inside of me as she continues to accuse me of cheating. As much as I’m trying n
Adair’s Point of ViewI don’t slow down. Even though Nick and Ms. Carter yell my name I continue to walk as fast as my legs can take me. I need to be alone right now.“Mr. Adair dinner is-” The chef begins.“-No.” I say cutting him off. I can’t even think of eating right now without feeling like I have to throw up.Making it into my bedroom, I lock the door despite Nick yelling for me to open it.“Go away!” I roar and he continues to knock.Pain accentuates inside of me as Anna’s words reply in my head.Forgot who I was. Her death. Those countless nights of drinking at bars until they would have to escort me out because I was so drunk and unable to walk by myself. I didn’t want to care who I was. I wanted to forget myself, because forgetting was the easiest thing I could do. Numbing myself allowed me to forget the pain and guilt t
I stay right by his side as he calls his parents. You can see the nervousness written all over his face, but he needs to talk to them in order to put his demons to rest. His chest heaves up and down as he runs his fingers through his hair in anxiousness and I wish that I could take away his pain.“Hello mom.” He says softly, his head hanging low.I listen to him as he talks to his parents. It’s never easy talking about your loved ones when they are no longer in this world. I know how hard it must be for him to have relived his past when he told me about it, because I felt the same when I told him mine. Our haunted pasts hang above our heads and until we put them to rest they’ll be with us forever.As he continues his conversation with his parents, I notice how his breathing starts to become normal and the darkness in his eyes become replaced with tenderness. I hope that whatever his mom is saying is able to put him at ease.I
“Is he okay?” Nicks asks, his forehead creased in worry, right when I walk out of the room.“Yeah he is now.” I say trying to contain myself so I don’t cry in front of him.I feel like I’m carrying dead weight as I forcibly walk myself back to my room. That ounce of hope that sprang into me when he said he wanted to call off the engagement broke as soon as he said that he won’t.I don’t even know why I was thinking that he would or that if he did, it was because of me. I’m so stupid for thinking that he might feel the same towards me as I do to him.“What happened?” Nick asks, following close behind me.“He told me about what happened to his sister.” I say with a tight mouth. I just want to be alone right now and I can’t even say it without it being suspicious.“He blames himself for her death.” Nick whispers and I halt turning towards him.