Chapter - 20Ronan___________it's like someone has punched me in the fucking face. "pregnant?"Killian gets go of the trigger but still trained his gun straight. "You are lying.""I'm not. I'm pregnant, I'm not saying it's your baby. But I am. Please let me live," she begs. "Lower your gun," I whisper loud enough for him to hear. "Lower your fucking gun, Killian." I had to yell for him to listen to me. Igor's phone rings loudly cutting the tension from the air. He gives me a look before picking up the call and walking out. Elijah's gaze followed Igor before he turned back to Cora. He makes a show to kick Braxton, "Is this fucker the father?""No," Cora says without missing a beat."Doesn't matter, start explaining yourself, Cora. Or you know me. Baby or no baby I will make you pay." Killian says. I hope he is wrong. Because there is no chance in hell, am I ever letting him do it? "Ronan is the father," she says sobbing lightly. "The night you came back was also the night Rona
Chapter - 21 Favorite B letter word -Betrayal. __________ I read the message again and again. Jeramy: you can come back now, Rori has given her statement. I should be happy to hear this, fucking ecstatic even. I can finally go back to New York, and go back to work. I read while pushing the door open for him to enter. "Come in doctor." "I don't need a doc-" she protests but I cut her off quickly. "yes you do, just let him take a look," I say motioning the doctor to come to follow us. She stopped midstep watching Cora and her baby daddy. I'm still so angry at Cora for what she did to Beryl but she's pregnant. I can't do anything to her even if I wanted to. I stare at her while she's busy staring at them. She's it. She's the reason I'm not as happy as I should be when I hear the news. This little time here with her had been a fantasy. It's not real, I know. She will go back to her world and I will go back to mine, the only difference is. She will never forget my parting
Chapter - 22 Biased, bruised, and a bad parent. __________ As I sit on the spring bed staring out from the window of this hotel, I wonder what happened to me. I fell into his trap knowing he would stab me in the back the first chance he'd get. Just like he did. I- well, thinking. It is all I can do now, now when I'm so down that the cold floor beneath my feet feels soft. The scar on my stomach will always, in some way or another, tie me to him. It's a constant reminder, a tangible inscription etched onto my flesh. I chuckled darkly, the sound devoid of humor. How quickly shock morphed into a thrill, a twisted sense of pride witnessing his ruthless takeover. But that thrill, like the memory itself, is slowly fading, leaving behind only a bitter aftertaste and the ever-present mark of his presence. Fuck, I lost my virginity to that man. Not that it's a big deal, anyway. I should've done it long ago but I couldn't - because every other man in my life always made me feel like di
CHAPTER - 23 when is love ever enough? ________ "You are back from hiding." My father taunts me as soon as I step into his office. "I want to talk to you about my resignation email, " I gritted. I don't know why but being in a room with him now makes me angry. "There is nothing to talk about. You did the right thing walking away from all this," he says so calmly like he didn't just something so mean. I have worked for years in this company. My blood and sweat everything is this. "I'm not walking away from shit. I want my job back, I want my company back," I scream blaming my hands down his table. For the first time since I met him. I've seen him shocked, he didn't expect me to lash out like this. "Mind your language young lady." He holds my gaze for what feels like hours - but can do whatever he wants. I'm not walking out of his office until I get what I want. He gestures for me to take a seat. "Sit down." I took the seat keeping my anger in check. "Who was it?
This all is a corrupt dream, like him________"Wait, you are buying all this?" I asked her watching her buy everything at Cartier. I look around astonished to find her buying all these expensive things. Whoever this girl is, she is not my friend. My Rori never believed in materialistic things - she believed in things like soul and meaning in life. This usually used to be my section. She's playing the field like a pro though. "Not for me, apparently Jeramy has a lot of cousins and sisters. I want to get gifts for all of them." Family, his family. She's buying gifts for him. My heart aches every time she touches another piece, looking at it with awe. She's going all in for this marriage, whereas he is doing it all for revenge. I don't know how I will live knowing I betrayed my best friend. "How is this one?" She asks a silver band in her hand. "It's beautiful," my voice came out softer than I wanted to. "Don't cry," she puts the band down. "We'll buy the rings from
"What is he doing here?" I almost yell at Rori when I see my father boarding the same plane as us. Who in their right mind would invite him?That is not even it, who the fuck is this woman wrapped around his arms.Rori, who quickly came beside me rubs a hand down the length of my arm. "You know our fathers are friends. Papa invited him and his whole family to the wedding.""What do you mean his whole family?"She scrunches her brows. "You don't know?"I want to fucking scratch my skin out every time someone asks me this question. I've been away for merely a few weeks and I missed everything. And also If I had known then why would I ask?Jesus, I need to calm down."Rori what is going on," I ask my voice coming out calmer now. The jet is already filled with a lot of our business associates, silly me thought this was an internal affair.Why do I feel like I'm missing something big?She huffs in a breath."Your father, Beryl. He announced his engagement last week."Oh my fucking god.He
Chapter 1 | what's worse a mob brother or a bratty enemy? __________Rare are those whose smile brighten up the entire room. Hers did that. Maybe it was her goofy attitude or her ability to crack jokes at the most inappropriate moment of times. But she is rare and special. She is Rori Zoe Ryan.My best friend, my sister, and is the only person I want to be around. "You should at least consider," she says drinking her drink. I snorted, okay maybe she is not that great. "No, I'm not getting my nipples pierced. Done deal."She sneakered. "But they look so hot. I can already imagine the news, Beryl Montgomery - claiming her unofficial title - a slut.""Wow, Ouch," I said. My phone ringed, frowning I take out my phone from the purse. I specifically told Cecilia, my secretary to not disturb me tonight. She had one job. A private number huh? I pressed green and picked up the call. Putting my finger on my lips to tell her to not make a noise for the moment. "Yes?""Beryl," the person
Chapter - 2 | waffles worth more than gold __________Beryl A violent man with a volatile mind, I must give it to Jeramy to find such a man. With jet black hair and metallic grey eyes, he has to be the most handsome man I've ever seen. Also the ugliest. A shudder run through me when my bare feet met the cold marble of the floor.The son of a bitch left me here, tied.I fought through the ropes only for them to dig harder into my flesh. I need to breathe. "Shhh," I whisper to myself in a pitiful attempt to hush the voices in my head. Why is my life like this? Earlier today I got the call from my secretary informing me that my so-called half-brother is coming back. He is coming back. The mere thought of seeing his face again makes my blood boil. Nobody even bothered to told me about it. Nobody. Our father sent him to Moillum Laurier almost 4 years ago. Laurie is a juvenile prison, or that is what dad told me it is. Fuck, I can't even trust the old man. He loves him. He lov