Scared But Alive Lisa's Pov "Enter the building," James said, his voice low but commanding.I took a deep breath and pushed open the creaky door, stepping into the large warehouse. The air inside was thick with dust, and cobwebs clung to my face as I tried to find my way.The call had ended, and my network service went dead. "There's no network in this damn place," I muttered to myself, frustration growing.I tried to reach out to James, but my phone was useless. I was completely cut off from the outside world.As I walked around, my footsteps echoed off the walls. I felt like a lost sheep with no direction. The warehouse seemed to stretch on forever, and I had no idea where I was going.Just as I was starting to lose hope, I heard footsteps approaching me. My heart skipped a beat as I tried to turn around, but before I could, everything went black.I felt a sharp pain on the back of my head, and then nothing. My world went dark, and I crumpled to the ground, unconscious.**********
Time Lisa's Pov I wasn't thinking straight. I felt trapped, how would I escape this devil, I thought to myself.And then it dawned on me that Lucinda was nowhere..“Where's Lucinda?”.I asked..But he just gave me a glare warning me to be quiet. It was obvious he was trying to calculate his next move."Lucinda!" I screamed at James' face, my voice hoarse from desperation. "Where's she?" I thought to myself, "At least let me have a win at something."James smiled, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "Oh, she'll be here soon enough," he said, his voice confident. "She'll serve as an eyewitness to our wedding, my love.""No one's going to be an eyewitness to anything," I spat, tears streaming down my face.James chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Please, James, please," I called out, my voice shaking with fear.James walked over to a desk, his back turned to me. "Why are you crying, my Lisa?" he asked low and husky. "Shh, shh, you shouldn't be doing that. It's our day."He read t
Outsmart The Player Lisa's Pov ***Few hours earlier*** Damian's face was tense with concern as he turned to Freedman. "Should we really allow her to do this ?" he asked, his voice low and serious.Freedman's expression was calm, but his eyes betrayed a hint of uncertainty. "Well, for what it's worth, she's the best person for the job," he said. "If not, we might not be able to catch him."Damian's eyes narrowed. "I don't like it," he said. "It's too risky."Freedman placed a hand on Damian's arm. "We've been over this, man," he said. "We have to trust her."Just then, I walked into the room, feeling a sense of unease. "Uhm, hello, I'm right here," I said, trying to get their attention. "What are you guys talking about?"Damian and Freedman exchanged a glance, and then Damian pulled me to the side. "Hmm, babe, there's a change of plan," he said, his voice low and serious.I felt a shiver run down my spine. "What do you mean?" I asked, my mind racing with so many thoughts."Well, so
Glad You're hereLisa's Pov ***The Present***"Sign the damn paper," James spat, his anger boiling over. His face was red, his eyes bulging with rage.Oh God, I thought, my mind racing. How long would it take Damian to get here? I could feel the sweat dripping all over my body, my heart pounding in my chest."You think I'm joking, hun?" James sneered, his voice dripping with malice. He set the gun in motion, pointing it at Lucinda.I closed my eyes, bracing for the worst. But deep down, I wanted Damian to be here. I wanted him to save me, to save Lucinda.Different thoughts played in my mind. What if they had gone to Barstow? What if James' plan to cause an explosion had happened? What if Damian was too late?I opened my eyes, and saw James' finger tightening on the trigger. I knew I had to act fast."James, please," I begged, trying to keep my voice steady. "Don't do this."James laughed, a cold, mirthless sound. "You should have thought of that before you crossed me," he sneered.I
The Shot For Another Lisa's Pov As I stumbled backward, I saw Damian's face, his eyes wide with horror. I tried to speak, but I couldn't .I heard Damian's voice, shouting something that made my heart skip a beat. And then, I saw Lucinda. She was lying on the ground, clutching her stomach, drenched in blood.I felt a surge of adrenaline and rushed towards her, my heart racing with fear. "Lucinda!" I screamed, falling to my knees beside her.She looked up at me, her eyes filled with pain and tears. "Lisa..." she whispered, her voice barely audible.I took her hand, feeling her pulse grow weaker. "No, Lucinda, sshh.. Don't say anything," I begged, tears streaming down my face. "You're going to be okay.”Her eyes locked onto mine, filled with a deep sadness and regret. She tried to speak, but her voice was barely a whisper."Lisa...I'm sorry," she whispered, her words trembling with pain. "I'm so sorry I didn't protect you better. I'm sorry I got in the way."I felt a wave of grief was
EscapedLisa's Pov The sound of the blood pressure machine woke me up. I looked around, disoriented, and realized I was in a hospital bed. I tried to recall the events leading up to this moment, but my memories were hazy and disjointed.As I struggled to sit up, a sharp pain shot through my head, forcing me to lie back down. I closed my eyes, trying to gather my strength and piece together the events that had led me to this hospital bed. Freedman's words echoed in my mind: "James had escaped." He had caused an accident and managed to break free.How could this have happened? James was supposed to be in custody, facing justice for his crimes. But now, he was on the loose again. I felt a surge of anger and frustration, but it was quickly replaced by a wave of concern.Where was Lucinda? Was she safe? I remembered the flash drive she had given me, and how she had taken the shot meant for me.I tried to sit up again, more slowly this time, and managed to prop myself up against the pillo
Safe and Sound Lisa's Pov As the doctor left the room, Damian's eyes locked onto mine, filled with a mix of excitement, curiosity, and concern. I could sense his questions, his desire to understand how this had happened."The baby is safe and sound," the doctor had said, easing my worry. But now, I had to face Damian's questions."Babe, wow... I love you," Damian said, his voice filled with emotion as he kissed my forehead.I smiled, feeling a mix of relief and nervousness. "I love you too," I replied.His eyes searched mine, seeking answers. "When did you find out?" he asked, his voice gentle.I hesitated, unsure of how to respond. I had found out about the pregnancy before Lucinda's arrival, but I had kept it a secret."During the Lucinda incident," I lied, trying to sound convincing.His eyes narrowed slightly, but he nodded in understanding. "I get it," he said. "You couldn't reach me, and everything was chaotic."I nodded, feeling a pang of guilt for not telling him the truth.
Apologies Lisa's Pov I raised an eyebrow, curious about what Damian was hesitant to say. "Well..." he started, his voice trailing off. My eyes locked onto his, urging him to continue. "It's Lauren," he said finally, his voice low. "She's here." My smile faltered, and I felt a pang of awkwardness. It wasn't that I was jealous or possessive; it was just that Damian's hesitation made me feel like I should be concerned. "O...Kay," I said slowly, trying to sound nonchalant. His eyes dropped, and he looked guilty. "I'm sorry, babe," he said immediately, his voice laced with apology. I held up a hand, interrupting him before he could say more. "C'mon, baby," I said with a forced laugh. "I'm not some obsessive, jealous wife that you'll have to be hesitant when talking about your secretary." He looked relieved, but his eyes still held a hint of wariness. "I'm sorry, babe," he said again, running his hands through his hair. I smiled, trying to reassure him. "I know it all has to do wi
Between Life And DeathDamian's Pov I stepped out of the operating room, my heart heavy with worry. I couldn't shake the feeling that I'd just left Lisa's fate in the hands of the medical team.I walked down the hallway, my eyes fixed on the floor. I couldn't bear to look at anyone, couldn't bear to see the sympathetic glances and worried expressions.I stopped in front of the operating room door, my ears straining to pick up any sound from inside. I could hear the muffled voices of the medical team, the beeping of the machines, and the soft whoosh of the ventilator.But then, suddenly, there was a pause. A moment of silence that made everything seem scary and more tensed..And then, a faint beep. A slow, steady beep that seemed to grow louder and stronger with each passing moment.My heart leapt with hope. Could it be? Could Lisa's heart be beating again?I pressed my ear against the door, my breath caught in my throat. The beeping grew louder, more insistent.And then, a voice. A s
Save Her Damian's Pov I ran back to the blood bank, my heart racing with determination. I was going to get that blood, no matter what.I didn't bother to listen to whatever thing she had to say.As I approached the door, I could feel my anger and frustration boiling over. Who locked a blood bank door at a time like this?I raised my foot and kicked the door with all my might. The sound of falling wood echoed through the hallway.The nurses rushed up behind me, her eyes wide with alarm. "Mr. Sparks, what are you doing?"I didn't answer. I just kept kicking and pounding on the door until it finally swung open.I burst into the blood bank, my eyes scanning the shelves for the precious bags of blood. Nurse Thompson followed close behind, her voice calm and soothing."Mr. Sparks, please. Let me help you."But I was beyond reason. I was driven by desperation and fear. I grabbed the bags of blood and tossed them into a nearby container.As I turned to leave, I saw Nurse Thompson staring at
Alternative Option Damian's Pov I turned to see a middle-aged woman with a kind face and a hint of concern in her eyes. She was dressed in a white coat, and a stethoscope hung around her neck. "How's the patient's vitals?" she asked, her voice firm but gentle. I frowned, taken aback by her sudden appearance. "Who are you?" I asked, my eyes narrowing slightly. The woman smiled and held out a file. "Mr. Sparks, I'm your wife's gynecologist, Doctor Emily." My eyes widened as I took the file from her. "You're...you're the one who sent me the parcel," I stammered, my mind racing with questions. Doctor Emily nodded. "Yes, I sent you Lisa's report. I wanted to make sure you were aware of the complications and the risks involved." I felt a surge of frustration. "Please, Doctor, I'm in the middle of a crisis here. I don't have time for this." Doctor Emily's expression turned sympathetic. "I understand, Mr. Sparks. But I need to speak with Doctor Lee. He's the one performing the surge
Emergency Damian's PovI accelerated, racing through the estate to get Lisa to the hospital as fast as possible. She had passed out in the backseat, her body limp and unresponsive.My heart was racing, my mind filled with worst-case scenarios. What if we didn't make it in time? What if...?I pushed the thoughts aside, focusing on getting Lisa the help she needed. I screeched to a halt in front of the emergency entrance, leaping out of the car to grab Lisa."I need help!" I yelled, rushing towards the automatic doors.Nurses and doctors rushed out to assist me, quickly taking Lisa from my arms and rushing her into the emergency ward."What's happening?" I demanded, following close behind.One of the nurses quickly took Lisa's vitals, while another doctor began examining her."Sir, can you tell me what happened?" the doctor asked, looking up at me."She was bleeding," I explained. "We were at a party, and she suddenly started bleeding. She passed out in the car."The doctor nodded, his
Cold HandsLisa's Pov The fading sounds and voices made me panic even more. It seemed as though I was struggling for life. My mind was a jumble of thoughts, memories, and regrets.Why didn't I take those threats seriously? Why did I ignore my intuition? The parcel Lauren had given us... I wish Damian had seen it or even asked about it. I knew what exactly was inside and why she had sent it to Damian's office.Dr. Emily had sent Damian the reports... she was looking out for me, but I'd been selfish. I didn't listen to her concerns. Now, I'm scared I'll lose my life and that of my baby.I folded my arms around Damian, and he felt too warm... or was it that I was becoming cold? Tears dropped from my eyes as I thought about all the what-ifs."Damian... please hold me tighter," I whispered, my voice shaking."I've got you, Lisa," Damian replied, his voice calm and reassuring. "You're safe. I won't let anything happen to you or our baby."But I knew he couldn't promise that. I knew that ou
Baby shower Lisa's Pov The celebration of the baby shower was all over the place.. Mom was running around, making sure everyone had enough food and drinks. I sat on the couch, trying to catch my breath."How are you feeling, Lisa?" my mother-in-law asked, handing me a glass of fruit juice."I'm fine, Mom," I replied, trying to hide the discomfort I was feeling.But honestly, I wasn't fine.For the past few weeks, I've been experiencing pains in my abdomen. At first, they were mild, but now they are getting stronger. It's been seven months now, and I could feel the pressure growing. But as long as the doctor said my baby was fine, I didn't care about anything else.I took a sip of the juice, trying to calm my nerves. Damian sat down beside me, putting his arm around my shoulders."My love, just sit here and relax," he said, pulling me close. "You don't have to overwork yourself."I smiled weakly, feeling grateful for his concern. The room was filled with the sound of laughter and ch
My Imagination Lisa's Pov I was shocked. Why the hell was she here? Couldn't she leave me alone? I thought, my mind racing with anger and frustration. But my thoughts were disrupted by Damian's gentle voice, bringing me back to reality."Uhn..." I said, turning to look at him, trying to shake off the feeling of unease."What did you say, babe?" I asked, attempting to sound calm and composed.Damian's eyes locked onto mine, filled with concern and love. "C'mon, baby," he said, his voice soft and soothing. "I brought you here to feel at ease and let go of what's bothering you... and probably tell me about it," he added, his eyes searching mine for answers.I glanced back at the window, my heart still racing from the shock. But when I looked again, there was no one there. I realized I had been imagining things. It was only my imagination, fueled by guilt and anxiety.I knew it was out of guilt that I was feeling this way. But the reward that would come out of this was greater, I told
Enjoy the moment Lisa's Pov It had been two weeks since Lauren news about the mysterious parcel. I had been feeling down ever since, but I knew I had to hide it from Damian. He had enough on his plate, and I didn't want to add to his worries.As I sat in our living room, staring blankly at the TV, my mind began to wander. The doctors had said Lucinda was stable now, but she was still in a coma. It was a blessing that she was alive, but the thought of her still lying in that hospital bed, unaware of the world around her, was heartbreaking.But amidst all the chaos, there was a sense of relief. Our family's name had been vindicated, and although James was still on the loose, Lucinda and my child were safe. It was a win-lose situation, but I would take it.I felt a sigh of relief wash over me as I thought about the parcel. Damian had never asked me about it again, and I was grateful for that. I didn't know what was inside, and I didn't want to find out."Hey, are you okay?" Damian aske
Apologies Lisa's Pov I raised an eyebrow, curious about what Damian was hesitant to say. "Well..." he started, his voice trailing off. My eyes locked onto his, urging him to continue. "It's Lauren," he said finally, his voice low. "She's here." My smile faltered, and I felt a pang of awkwardness. It wasn't that I was jealous or possessive; it was just that Damian's hesitation made me feel like I should be concerned. "O...Kay," I said slowly, trying to sound nonchalant. His eyes dropped, and he looked guilty. "I'm sorry, babe," he said immediately, his voice laced with apology. I held up a hand, interrupting him before he could say more. "C'mon, baby," I said with a forced laugh. "I'm not some obsessive, jealous wife that you'll have to be hesitant when talking about your secretary." He looked relieved, but his eyes still held a hint of wariness. "I'm sorry, babe," he said again, running his hands through his hair. I smiled, trying to reassure him. "I know it all has to do wi