Is it wrong if I thought of leaving, even for a second?
Would that make me wicked and selfish?
Would that make me exactly like him?
Carelessly destroying life you could have easily preserved.
What if I did choose to leave?
Would I come back home the next day to find my husband alive and well?
I refused to answer the question, the thought alone made me weak and afraid, it made me feel powerless because even though Demetrius feels he is the one protecting me. I am protecting him.
Deciding to turn my phone on, I wasn't surprised at the 78 missed calls and 112 messages. I didn't bother to read any of them, I knew exactly what he had to say to me and trust me, it was not pleasant.
Walking slowly to the home that would certainly be hell soon, I looked around the beautiful country that is Greece and savoured this moment of freedom because
Wrapping my coat tighter around me, I walked into the club.The sight that greeted me second time round definitely did not disappoint.This time bodies lay sprawled out in random areas of the room, most lay completely knocked out cold while others unsuccessfully attempted to get up.Stepping carefully over the bodies, I screamed as my leg is suddenly grabbed hold of by a pair of cold hands and dragged down to the grimy floor."Please let me go, I'll give you anything you want, money, credit cards anything!" I begged, desperately attempting to pry the drunkard's hands from my leg.A loud laugh stops me short. "Come on princess, I thought you'd have a little more guts than that."Realising who the pervert is, I quickly get up, collecting any ounce of dignity I had left."That wasn't funny." I mutter unimpressed."No, it was absolutely hila
"Are you going to just stand there or are you going to give your old man a hug?" He questions taking a swig from the bottle.I can't even look him the eyes. "I think I'll just stand."He nods, excepting the fact that I will not go anywhere near him
He is gone. I reread the note several times trying somehow to fathom the fact that his disappearance has not only put him but me in deep shit. I'm fucked.Demetrius probably has a tail of about twenty or so men after him, all armed with massive guns and machetes, eager to kill.
Demetrius' POVI was running, pushing my legs to the limit. I wouldn't let them get me, I couldn't let them get me. I continued to flee, my muscles burned in agony when I refused to take much needed rest. Only one goal registered in my brain.
I woke up with an unbearable aching in my head and a grumbling stomach."What happened?"I muttered, frantically searching around my surroundings, I was in a big room, much like my own, only only it wasn't. I wasn't in my home.When I tried to stand
Demetrius' POVAlexander has been a good friend of mine for over ten years, he is a private detective, one of the best if so say so myself. When my father was kidnapped five years ago it was Alexander who helped me find him. Unfortunately we never did find out who kidnapped him. I have no doubt that it was Fabio, his reason, I would never know.
Demetrius' POV"Wait? I am not waiting for anything! We are going right now to find my wife and I will not wait a second longer." Alexander continued to delay, one procedure after another, if we weren't such good friends I would have already stormed out of that room, ignoring his professional advice.
Sophia's POVI was being gagged, a dirty cloth was wrapped tightly around my mouth and a rope was tied tightly around my wrists. Attempting to kick and scream I was immediately restrained by Fabio, who put his hands around my neck, squeezing slightly. "The more you struggle, the harder I'll squeeze, so shut it." He looked more than pissed off, Fabio was furious and he was taking out that anger on the nearest person to him. Me.
This was it. The day Demetrius and I would renew our vows. I remembered all the bad we had gone through and pondered fondly on the good which all led us to this moment, an audience filled with my closest family and friends and a groom at the alter waiting for me, this was truly the happiest day of my life. I felt tears threatening to spill from my eyes but quickly blinked them back not wanting to ruin my makeup."I'm nervous." I whispered to Cassandra, since both my parents had passed away, she
"Are you sure you want to do this?" I stared long and hard at the file paper and sighed."No." I muttered, ripping the divorce papers for a third time. I couldn't do it. I just couldn't."I understand this is a tough decision for you Sophia, but yo
It's hard to justify your actions when you have a mountain of a man standing in front of you with a face one could only describe as a tomato. Yes, I pepper sprayed Demetrius in the face, but it was an accident, he was getting too close and I had no idea how to react or what to do, I simply acted on impulse.Guilt was the only thing, keeping me in this awkward position, my body caged in between his legs as I attempted to cleanse the burn of the spray.
"I'm still in shock. Demetrius was a good friend to the family, I'm still trying to get my head around this whole story." I nodded passively at the woman in front me, I really didn't want to think about Demetrius while my turn to speak was in less than two minutes. It was overwhelming, the thought of never seeing someone so close to you ever again."Next, a word from his daughter, Sophia." Adjusting my black satin dress I forced my legs to move forward to where my Aunt Veronica stood, her red ey
I would have constant visions of an alternate ending to my life.A life where Drake had gotten his way and I laid six foot under.A life where I had never found out about the marriage contract.
Sophia's POVI could see the relief and fear in Demetrius' face, he recognised Casper, but both men clearly felt resentment towards one another."You know why she's here, now speak."
Sophia's POVI was being gagged, a dirty cloth was wrapped tightly around my mouth and a rope was tied tightly around my wrists. Attempting to kick and scream I was immediately restrained by Fabio, who put his hands around my neck, squeezing slightly. "The more you struggle, the harder I'll squeeze, so shut it." He looked more than pissed off, Fabio was furious and he was taking out that anger on the nearest person to him. Me.
Demetrius' POV"Wait? I am not waiting for anything! We are going right now to find my wife and I will not wait a second longer." Alexander continued to delay, one procedure after another, if we weren't such good friends I would have already stormed out of that room, ignoring his professional advice.
Demetrius' POVAlexander has been a good friend of mine for over ten years, he is a private detective, one of the best if so say so myself. When my father was kidnapped five years ago it was Alexander who helped me find him. Unfortunately we never did find out who kidnapped him. I have no doubt that it was Fabio, his reason, I would never know.