Elayna opened her eyes and within seconds realized she was back in her home in her husband’s bed. Had it all been a dream? She asked herself. She was about to sit up when she felt something stinging her left arm. She looked around then.
She had been wrong. She was not in Bradley’s room but her own. She had an I.V. in her left hand. Her room looked like a hospital room. There were various medical machines and beeping noises. She felt the back of her head throbbing and touched it. It was wrapped in gauze. The sunlight poured into the room.
She remembered the explosion and hitting her head. She also remembered who had caused it all. Last night had been real, she thought. She tried to get out bed once more and noticed she was handcuffed to the bed. She heard Bradley’s voice then. He was standing by the window looking out on their property.
Nick could no longer see. Both of his eyes were swollen shut. Pete had been stripped down to his underwear, sliced and tortured by cuts and salt. Nick’s hand felt as if it were going to burst open for the pressure at any moment. The pain was excruciating. They were both in pretty bad shape. Both of them were dying of thirst . They were only given salt water to drink, which they didn’t. Nick had been waiting for an opening to get free, or for one of the goons to make a mistake so he could reap the benefits of that and dive something, but it ever happened. After hours of torture they were both put in makeshift cages. Nick was sitting in the corner of his protectively holding his hand. Pete hadn’t moved since they unhooked and threw him in. He occasionally h
You know, you’ve never really let me talk about it and you’ve never really told me the truth.” “About what?” There was a long pause. “Alvarez.” Another long Pause. “Or the Mayor’s ball.” He opened the door to his study and they entered. He went to pour himself a drink from the drink caddy in the corner of the large room beside his desk. While his back was turned to her she made sure the recorder was still on by opening her clutch and getting a tissue out, all the while making sure the recorder was working. It was. She sat down on the couch in front of the fireplace. He s
“ Good morning. This is Macy Day, your channel twelve news anchor. This morning’s story involves a high profile businessman by the name of Bradley King of King Enterprises. Mr. King is presumed dead at 2:45 a.m. He was shot by Officer Shawn Wilkinson when he was about to fire his weapon at his wife, Elayna King. After further investigation Authorities are also linking Mr.King to Domestic violence, kidnapping, torture, money laundering and extortion. Mrs. king is recovering at an undisclosed hospital and is receiving top medical care. No details on when the funeral will be held, but we will keep you updated…” Epilogue 10 months later… Elayna heard the sweet,tiny cries of their newborn baby coming from the baby monitor placed on her nightstand table.&n
Elayna felt disgusted and humiliated by his words. That was his point, she said to herself.She knew she had to perform. That’s what he wanted. She took a deep breath, got on all fours and sensually crawled to him, until she was situated between his legs as he sat on the corner of the bed. Her hair was wet and slicked back. She made a light trail of kisses from his navel, up his chest, and to the crook of his neck. Once she got to his lips she traced her tongue lightly over them. She heard him take a sharp intake of breath. He was getting excited. She touched his groin then and felt him growing harder with each gentle rub she gave it. She deepened the kiss and climbed on top of him. She let him unfasten his trousers with one hand and free his cock. She grasped it and ran it slowly along her wet slit ma
“Good morning, Mrs. King. Breakfast.” Rosa said as she sat the tray down in front of her.“Thank you.” She said as she sat up and carefully slid the tray in her direction as Rosa quickly left the room.She took the top off of her plate. It was full of fresh fruit and a couple of strips of bacon. She was reminded of Nick waking her up every morning with sweet kisses and a nice pancake breakfast they shared, as they laughed and talked about what outdoor things they could explore for the day. They had shared a simple life and she had loved every moment of it. They had lived in a Yurt, hunting and fishing for their meals. She had gotten back to her roots. She missed him so much already and it had been less than twenty-four hours since she had seen him last.
Elayna turned around in shock at her maid’s candor.She wasn't upset at her though, she was the opposite. Happy to know she wasn’t crazy. People did see he was abusing her.“Me too, Rosa, me too.” She confided in her and smiled.Rosa returned the smile.Elayna bgan eating her breakfast then, pretending to be interested in the food. Rosa’s words had stirred her pining for Nick even more. She was so worried about him. She wondered what her husband had done to him.She looked back at the two outfits that were brought to her.“Which one should I wear?” She asked.“You will l
They went to a upscale hair salon called The Hair Company.Bradley did all the talking while she sat in the salon chair pretending the way they discussed her like she wasn't there didn’t bother her. An hour later, Elayna’s locks were no longer above the shoulder or blonde. Her hair was back to the long, raven black locks that curled slightly at the ends. In the end she was back to wearing her red lipstick and fake eyelashes. He was changing her back to his ‘perfect’ toy. She couldn’t believe she had ever been so desperate to be loved and accepted that she let Bradley control her every move like he was doing.She saw herself in the mirror when the hairdresser was done and wasn’t happy. It was her stepford wife look. Her perfectly polished, rich w
Pete opened the glass double doors for them.She walked in first.The detective that had tracked her down was wearing a tacky, navy blue suit.He smiled at Bradley.Bradley extended his hand and the detective shook it.“Mr. King, thank you for agreeing to be here today. I will try not to take up too much of your time. I just have a few questions to ask Mrs. King so I can wrap this investigation up.”She watched Bradley's face. His expression was calm. She knew he despised police and it was only a matter of time before this cop was on his payroll.“Please, follow me.” The detective s
Epilogue10 months later…Elayna heard the sweet,tiny cries of their newborn baby coming from the baby monitor placed on her nightstand table.The last two months of her life had been ever changing and tumultos in a good way. With the help of her recording and more evidence. She and Nick were able to escape prying eyes and leave the state. They spent the remainder of her pregnancy in the quaint cabin that they had first shared and ignited their love for one another.She had their child outside under the stars in the warm lake they had swam in. Nick was there, assisting her the entire time. He had pulled their child from the water and cut the umbilical cord. It was a boy. After crying tears of joy they decided to n
“You would kill me ? Over him!” Bradley sounded angry.“If I have to.” She admitted.He pressed the gun into Nick’s temple then.“Elayna don’t do this.” Nick replied. “ Save yourself.” He was not being able to see her, but he could hear her and the fear in her voice.She wanted to listen to Nick, but right now she wasn't in a position to. She had been physically and emotionally abused by his man. Systematically broken down by his rules and control and she wanted to be free of him. She knew as long as he was alive that would never happen.“One. Two.” He counted.Before he could get to three there was a gu
Elayna noticed Rosa was still there.She walked over to Elayna. Rosa looked at the goon, then back at Elayna. Her tears streaked her makeup and she could see the bruising they had covered up so strategically earlier. She picked up the needle then.“Rosa... please…” She begged her then, not knowing what Rosa would do next.The goon looked at Elayna. He smirked.“Mr. King won’t mind.” She informed him. “Now, you slap her arm so some veins show for me.” She instructed him.He did what she asked. He kept his large hand on Elaynas arm.At the very last minute, Rosa injected all of the contents inside of the needle
Elayna sat down on the couch in front of the fireplace.He sat down beside her. He was holding a glass of scotch. He took a drink then.“Alvarez was never going to sell. Not after that debacle your boyfriend caused. So I did what I do best. I got him to.”“By framing him.”“I didn’t frame him. I just made some information readily available to the police so he could forfeit his company over to me.Why does this concern you again?”“I told you. I just want to know. I have that right now. I’ve seen too much not to know, right?”“True.” He admitted.“What ab
She placed it in her hands then gave her a small clutch that matched her belt. She opened it and put the phone inside of it making sure to hit the record button before doing so.“Thank you. If I wasn’t so sore I would hug you. I need you to stay safe Rosa, understand?”Rosa nodded her head ‘yes’.“After dinner tonight I need you to leave. Alright?”Rosa nodded her head ‘yes’.When she did the door opened and one of the goons she remembered from last night came into her room.“Mr. King sent me.” He grumbled.She let go of Rosa’s hand, but not before givi
Nick could no longer see.Both of his eyes were swollen shut.Pete had been stripped down to his underwear, sliced and tortured by cuts and salt.Nick’s hand felt as if it were going to burst open for the pressure at any moment. The pain was excruciating. They were both in pretty bad shape. Both of them were dying of thirst . They were only given salt water to drink, which they didn’t. Nick had been waiting for an opening to get free, or for one of the goons to make a mistake so he could reap the benefits of that and dive something, but it ever happened.After hours of torture they were both put in makeshift cages. Nick was sitting in the corner of his protectively holding his hand. Pete hadn’t moved si
Elayna opened her eyes and within seconds realized she was back in her home in her husband’s bed. Had it all been a dream? She asked herself. She was about to sit up when she felt something stinging her left arm. She looked around then.She had been wrong. She was not in Bradley’s room but her own. She had an I.V. in her left hand. Her room looked like a hospital room. There were various medical machines and beeping noises. She felt the back of her head throbbing and touched it. It was wrapped in gauze. The sunlight poured into the room.She remembered the explosion and hitting her head. She also remembered who had caused it all. Last night had been real, she thought. She tried to get out bed once more and noticed she was handcuffed to the bed. She heard Bradley’s voice then. He was standing by the window looking out on their prope
That infuriated him and he tried to get out of the chair.“Fuck you !” He shouted, and was punched, this time in the face.Mr. King was finished with him, for now. He walked over to another male figure that was hanging from a metal hook tied up in the next chair. His vision was blurry but he didn’t need it. He knew it was pete.“You fucking traitor! I hope it was worth it !” he yelled.His goons moved quickly and lowered the hook that he dangled from. and latched his rope tied wrists on to it. His shirt was ripped open. He was covered in soot, ash, dirt and blood.Nick’s vision improved, but not by much and watched as Bradley pulled out a blade. It gleamed in the light.&nb
She hadn’t realized the explosion had knocked her out until she opened her eyes. She could hear nothing but a loud humming noise in her ears. She looked around through the dust and the smoke area. Something warm and sticky was running down the center of her forehead. She touched the liquid and saw it was blood. She wiped it on her jeans. She looked around frantically searching for Nick and Pete. She saw black cars pulling up in the distance. She still couldn’t hear, only the loud humming noise inside of her ears. She tried to stand up but was unable to, so she crawled over to Nick’s motionless body. Fear gripped her. She shook him frantically, and called his name.“Nick!”It was no use. His bloody face was motionless.She cried