"Victor!" Hailey screamed. She shook him vigorously but there was no response. She kept calling out his name in fright, shaking him and even pinching him to wake him."Hailey," Victor called, as his eyes fluttered open."You…How could you suddenly fall and stop moving? How dare you frighten me like that?" Hailey cried and fell into his arms."Where is Megan?" Victor asked, making no attempt to console her."I'm in your arms crying and you are asking for someone else?" Hailey asked, tears running down her cheeks."Do I honestly mean nothing to you? First, you agree you ship me back to Las Vegas, now, you no longer care about how I feel," Hailey cried."You are very heartless, Victor." She hit his chest multiple times until he held her hand to stop her."Stop, Hailey. I do not have any time to waste," Victor said, hurting Hailey."So listening to me is now a waste of time?" Hailey asked.Victor rose to his feet and gently pushed her aside."Give me Megan's phone number," Victor requeste
The world seemed to stop as Victor stared at her. "Mother," he whispered and ran into her arms. "I have missed you so much, Mum. I'm so sorry it took me so long to find you," Victor whispered, embracing her even more tightly. "Young man, you have the wrong person," She said and gently tried to peel him off her. "Not true. You are my mum. You must have forgotten about me just like I forgot about you. All these years, I thought I didn't have a family. Mum, I lived like an orphan. I had no recollection of you, but then today, everything came crashing into my mind," Victor whispered, his voice heavy with grave emotions. "You must be mistaken," She muttered. "I'm not your…" "Don't say that, Victor cut her off. You are my mother," Victor insisted. "Victor, I think you are mistaken," Lucas said from aside. "Stay out of this, Luc," Victor told him gently. Lucas sighed and stayed put, not saying another word. Victor uncircled his arms from her and held her at arm's length. "Look in
Frederick paced around the room, it's been several hours since Victor last called him and was now worried. The last time Victor called him, he had not found Hailey yet and now it bothers him knowing that Hailey might have not been found. He picked up his phone and dialed Victor's line. After calling him severally with no response, Frederick decided to go to the Company himself. "Lock the doors. I'll call you when I get back, so you can unlock the door. If you don't get my call do not open the door," he instructed Rosaline. He bent and kissed a sleeping Tina's head, then hurriedly left the house. Getting to the Company, Frederick ran up the stairs like he had lost his mind. Employees stared at him, wondering what was wrong with all the higher ups. First, it was Victor, then Hailey, and now Frederick. They whispered among themselves, but Frederick was too focused on getting to Victor to hear them. Running up the stairs hastily without even looking carefully, Frederick collided with Vin
Victor drove down the road, his eyes solely on the road. But then, his mind was elsewhere. His mind was occupied with his awful past. The life his father made him lead. Separated from his brother, he had to look out for his mum and little sister, Anastasia. He felt so thankful to Vincent for helping him regain his memory. Victor couldn't help but wonder how he was able to live for so long without knowing that a huge part of his memory was lost. After seeing Vincent's signature grin at the office earlier, he had tried to remember where he had seen that grin before, but then, he felt his head ache and nearly split. In a matter of seconds, memories that had escaped him came flooding back. He had immediately requested to see Megan, knowing that she would have an idea of where his family will be, as he recalled that she was Vincent's childhood girlfriend. He recalled that Vincent had a twisted memory and would sometimes act out of line."It's time I get him some psychological help," Victor
Victor drove back home with Hailey in silence, they both never said a word to each other. The car was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. Hailey was lost in rage at how Victor was involved in her abduction. Even though it made no sense to her, she could not pinpoint why else Victor would act up, leave her with unanswered questions and then show up as the boss of a gang. Everything made no sense to her. She felt her stomach tighten and she suddenly felt sick. She exhaled and tried to face the car window, but then, the multiple wounds Vincent inflicted on her body hurt and she hissed in pain."Baby, are you okay?" Victor asked immediately, staring at her from the rear mirror.Hailey eyed him unpleasantly and looked away, not bothering to answer his question.Victor sighed."Baby, I don't know what is going through your mind right now, but I swear I would never do anything to hurt, believe me, please," Victor pleads. But once again, Hailey ignored him, acting like she was not the on
Frederick led a fuming Hailey, alongside Victor into the house. He had called Rosaline just like he said he would. And now, they were all seated in the living room."Go get the first aid kit," he instructed Victor. Without saying a word, Victor immediately left to get the kit."Didn't you hear what I said earlier? Victor freaking kidnapped me," Hailey repeated in anger."Your brain must have been injured as well," Frederick commented.Finding it hard to believe that Victor could kidnap Hailey and worst of all give her so many injuries. Hailey rolled her eyes in anger."I'm not receiving any treatment until you listen to me!" Hailey yelled."Tina is asleep," Rosaline, who was solely concerned about the well-being of her child, reminded Hailey.Hailey muttered an apology to her and glared at Frederick. Soon, Victor entered the living room with the first aid kit. "Let me tend to your wounds," he told Hailey, and she shot him a death glare.Frederick sighed."Care to explain what Hailey
Hailey had insisted that she was okay and there was no need to go to the hospital. Victor sat tending to her wounds."Is this painful?" Victor asked. He just applied methylated spirit and Hailey hissed out in pain. Hailey nodded."Awwww, I'm sorry. I wish I could bear the pain," Victor said, tenderly."You know what, I will make sure that brother of mine apologizes to you properly. You can beat him up if you like too," Victor offered."And there is the gang leader in you speaking," Hailey commented.Victor laughed out loud as if what Hailey just said was the most hilarious thing ever."Stop it babe. I'm not a gang leader." He playfully tapped her arm."Awww," she yelped in pain."I'm sorry. Does it hurt? Oh, god, I'm really sorry," Victor apologized multiple times."I have a question, Victor," Hailey said and Victor paused."Do not hesitate, ask me anything, I will answer honestly.""How did you become the boss of a gang?""Oh, that. You know since my dad is dead, the gang was rightfu
"See, I told you coming to a hospital is not necessary," Hailey said, rolling her eyes. They had come to the hospital and the doctor had confirmed that she was okay, her limping was as a result of a sprain. She was given some drugs to help fasten the healing of her wounds."It's better that the doctor confirmed it himself. If not, I would be restless." Frederick caressed her hair."Stop it, Fred. I'm not a kid," Hailey said and hit his hand off her head."It's okay, baby," Victor chipped in and gently caressed her hair. Hailey leaned in to his touch."Remind me not to show you my concern again," Frederick scoffed."You can touch my head, Daddy." Tina pulled his hand and placed it on her head."My hair is softer, fuller and silkier than Aunt Hailey's. So touch mine."Frederick smiled lovingly at her."Of course baby.""Fred, can you bring Tina out for a while? I want to get her some Australian dresses," Rosaline said from the door, where she stood watching them.Grumbling, Frederick p
TINA You might say I made the wrong decision, you might say I needed a break from everyone, but I, Tina Mills say I don't. Yes, everyone close to me has hurt me in one way or the other, but getting hurt is one of the things that makes us stronger. I was finally at peace with everyone and held no grudge whatsoever against anyone, my past hurtful memories were forgotten and I no longer had a place to dwell. Oh, I almost forgot to mention. Liam and I were now officially married! Our wedding was tagged as the most expensive wedding in the history of Sydney! We moved into our new house, a house Liam and I jointly built to raise our family in. “Mama!” Blake’s piercing voice echoed, separating me from my straying thoughts. “What's up little man,” I bumped fists with him. “Grandma is calling you,” he pointed in the direction of the kitchen. My entire family and I were on vacation. Dad, Liam, Victor and Ryan were playing video games in the living room, mum, Tiffany and Aunt Hailey were i
TINA It's been over six months since Lucas’ demise, six long months since everything died down. Lucas had been buried a day after he died. Liam was gloomy for a few days after his passing, which I didn't mind. At this moment, everything had gone back to the way it used to be before all the unfortunate incidents. Only a few things had changed, I was no longer the single spoilt princess of the Mills family, I was a wife and a mother now. “Mama,” Blake’s tiny voice resonated next to me validating what I had just said. “Blakey,” I smiled, pinching his nose. I picked him up from the floor and twirled him around. “Mama!” He giggled loudly. My little boy is now a year and a few months old. He has even started walking and spends half of his day going in and out of every corner of the house, he literally knows the entire house like his palms. “Where have you been Blakey?” I asked, settling down on the bed and placing him on my thigh. “I shall go down with Liar,” he giggled. “You mean yo
TINA Ever since that day Liam left the house to go find Lucas, I never felt comfortable. I was worried and uneasy. It was so bad that I couldn't even eat. Leah and Riley tried their best to help me calm down but I couldn't, I was just too worried. Each day I cling to Blake crying my eyes out. “Liam is a strong guy, he will definitely come back,” Leah sang these words like a song to me every passing day. Just yesterday, I was seated in the living room watching the door and waiting for the moment Liam would show up when the door was pushed open and Ethan walked in, alone. Seeing him walking towards me alone while he left here with many others filled my heart with uneasiness. “Where are the others?” I had asked. He sat me down and explained everything that transpired while they were out. “And Liam, where is he?” I asked, gazing at the door. “He decided to stay in the hospital with Lucas, he survived the hit.” I didn't know how to feel, It was all too much to take in and process.
TWO DAYS LATER LIAM It's been two days now since Lucas got out of the Operation theatre, two days since he was put down on this bed, two days since he failed to open his charming blue eyes. I haven't had any sleep since the day everything unfolded, I haven't even gone home yet. Guilt was eating me up, for some reason, I kept blaming myself for letting things get like this. Lucas didn't deserve this, he got deceived. Marcus should be the one lying here in pain. These few days, I regretted pulling the trigger and ending Marcus that way. He had a way too easy death and I blamed myself for it. He deserved to gnash his teeth in anguish and cry out for help which wouldn't ever get to him. But sadly, I gave him an easy death. Sighing, I put my head down on the bed next to Lucas. “I should have tried harder to convince you. You wouldn't have chosen this path if I did that. I'm a terrible brother,” I cried. “Just open your eyes, Lucas,” I pleaded, grabbing his nearly cold hands. “Let go o
LIAM One moment I was downcast and was about to cry about Lucas’ sudden passing, then the next, someone more shallow minded appeared. It broke my heart that he used poor Lucas this way and discarded him. I wondered if this would have been my fate if I never did a proper investigation into the cause of my father’s death. I stood still watching Marcus utter despicable words and confession of his multiple crimes. Each minute of standing there made me feel like shredding him to pieces but then I was powerless at the moment. When he revealed how he was indeed the one behind my dad’s death and everything thereof, I made a resolution in my heart at that moment. “Marcus’ blood will be spilled by me.” Anger and disgust bubbled inside of me with each passing minute, I watched him send out his men to attack Ryan and me. He stood at a distance watching us, probably to see how his men would rip us apart. In one swift move, I pulled out my gun from under my pants and pointed it at the men w
LIAM “Do you still want to do it alone?” Ryan asked. His words made me pause in my tracks and turn to him. “I'll do anything to keep my wife and son safe, even if it means teaming up with you. I promised my wife I would get rid of Lucas and I'll go to any lengths to fulfill that promise.” Ryan stayed silent for a while, just gazing at me. “Are we going to capture Lucas or do you want to keep staring like you've suddenly fallen in love with me?” I asked, eying him unpleasantly. He snarled at me, then began walking away. I followed him. “There is no car available,” he muttered. Ethan and the rest of us had visited here prior to today and I knew there was a little garage behind the building, I also knew where the car keys were. We had taken a safety precaution of fleeing, just in case things went haywire. “Wait here, I'll go get a car,” I muttered. Walking into the house, I randomly grabbed a key and headed for the garage, the key turned out to be that of a Maserati MC20. I go
Ryan I have been tracking my dad’s movement the entire time. My dad is someone who would do anything for the sake of his children. Considering how Tiffany wasn't his, but just my wife, I knew he was okay with using her as bait just to keep my mother and all of us safe. Starting from the moment they all agreed to use Tiffany as bait, I was upset, even mad that my gullible wife agreed to it. I mean, there is a possibility that she will lose her life in the process of being used as bait. I threatened to divorce her, just to make sure she didn't do it, but both she and I knew I wouldn't be able to divorce her. Earlier today, Tiffany suddenly went missing. It scared the hell out of me. I searched the entire house for her but she seemed to have disappeared into thin air and this was on the day I had found out my dad and the others planned to get Lucas. “They took Tiffany with them,” I concluded. Anger coursed through my veins and I rushed into my car. Instantly tracking my dad’s locat
LIAM Things got all serious the moment we all got into the car. We had chosen one vehicle as it seemed more convenient and allowed us all to communicate easily. “What's up with Lucas, he hasn't made any move yet,” I muttered staring down at the screen that showed Luacs pacing up and down a shabby looking room. “He got a call earlier and is waiting for help to get to him. Help is already on its way to him,” Ethan said. “We have just a problem,” Victor said. “His men.” He fell for the phone call and thinks a rescue vehicle is coming for him. “How about we send the police to him?” Tina’s dad suggested, but Ethan and I were quick to push the suggestion aside. “He gets help from the police,” Ethan muttered. “You should have seen how the police tried to protect his impersonator the night I ended his life.” “That dude has the police backing him up.” “You didn't actually kill the guy, right?” I asked, staring at Ethan “You know, when you have loved ones to protect, you'll be willing
LIAM I wanted to break the news of my sudden and urgent departure to Tina the moment I got home, but I didn't want to sadden her. The way she clung to my body, how she confessed her Love for me, all made me stall time. Even though I knew leaving was inevitable. I had planned with Ethan and the others on how to deal with Lucas and we came up with a plan to go away from our families while dealing with that Psycho. If we ever succeeded in capturing Lucas and keeping him in our house, it meant danger for our loved ones. Thankfully, Ethan had a hideout where he had hidden himself since the shooting incident to convince everyone that he was at the hospital. The moment Ethan and the others showed up and broke the news of my departure to Tina, her eyes became gloomy but then, she had that look of understanding on her face. The look that read “ I understand you're doing all these for me.” She had followed me into my room to help me pack up without saying a word to me. Facing my closet and