Freda's POVI woke up feeling energetic as I already made up my mind to commence my training by myself today. I quickly stood up from the bed and went into the bathroom to freshen up and get ready for my training. Not long after, I came out of the bathroom and quickly got dressed in my training kit. With full energy, I headed out of my room to the training ground. I walked along the hallway and my gaze fell on Hardin. I feigned ignorance as I went on to the training ground and in no time, I arrived. I heaved a sigh as it was my first time being in such an environment. I walked slowly around the whole place and tried to get familiar with the whole place before starting anything. I started off briefly with some of the simplest tasks and just as I spent a little time there, I began to hear footsteps approaching, and I raised my head to see who was coming. I heaved a sigh of frustration as my gaze fell on Shelby, walking swiftly towards the training center, and stopped abruptly, bursting
Freda's POVI stood there in the training center, trying to wrap my head around the whole situation and how Hardin finally decided to settle the impending issue. I heaved a sigh as I tilted my head to look at him, and he gave a wild stare briefly before tilting his head to look at Shelby. Why had he decided to set me up in this manner? He knew quite well that I was not strong enough to match her strength, yet he wanted me to have a one-on-one fight with her. I was very sure that he would have a hard time fighting her. I thought.“That's my final decision. And until then, I don't want to see you two close to each other. And please, don't dare me to see what I can do.” He said with finality as he turned around to walk away.“Congratulations, he has officially signed your death warrant because I am not only going to beat you up, I will break every bone in your body into pieces.” Shelby threatened, and I could only watch her as she talked. I took a deep breath, as I never believed that Ha
Hardin's POV“You need to trust me and allow Jim to train you. He is the best at it.” I said, and she heaved a sigh, patting her hair to the back as she remained quiet. I waited anxiously for her to talk, but she didn't, and the silence began to grow longer. I cleared my throat, but she did not seem to want to talk to me at the moment.“Freda say something,” I said, and she tilted her head to look at me, heaving a sigh before talking. “What do you want me to say?” She asked in a low tone, and I forced out a breath. I did not like the way that she was being stubborn about the whole issue. If only she knew that I was doing all these in her interest. She would have agreed a long time ago.“I am not pleading with you, neither am I asking you for permission. I am telling you now that Jim is going to be your trainer, and you don't have a choice about it.” I said with finality in my tone, and she cleared her through slightly to talk.“I know that you don't care about me. You have never care
Freda's POV I woke up feeling a bit relieved as I sat up on the bed. I yawned, stretching my arms as I stood up from bed, exhaling rapidly. My eyes went hazy for a moment before I started to see clearly. “Training!” I whispered as soon as I remembered that I was training myself against a death match. I hurried and walked into the bathroom to freshen up and get ready for the training. In no time, I was done bathing and I came out of the bathroom. I quickly wore my training kit and dashed out of the room to the training center.I arrived at the training center and began my training. My mind wandered off to the last training session I had with Shelby that led to a fight, and I paused, trying to shake the thought off my mind. I continued my training as I was determined to be strong and powerful. Suddenly, I started to hear some footsteps approaching, and I stopped, tilting my head to look at who was coming. My gaze suddenly fell on Hardin as he walked slowly towards me, with his hands he
Freda's POVI woke up abruptly to the loud clap that I heard approaching me. I tilted my head from side to side as I tried to be familiar with where I was, and then I suddenly remembered that I was not in Hardin's mansion anymore but Jim's. My gaze suddenly fell on Jim, as he was already dressed in his training kit. “It's six in the morning. Can't we start by eight?” I asked in my groggy voice, but he only chuckled before he replied.“That's the first lesson I want you to learn. You have to be ready to leave your comfort zone and push your limit a little further.” He said, and I rested my head on the pillow. I yawned as I thought of how my room was back in Hardin's mansion. It was the first time sleeping on another bed other than my bed or Hardin's, and it felt so strange.“Get up. Get up. Get up.” He said as he tapped me rapidly and I jolted. I stood up reluctantly from the bed and walked to the bathroom to freshen up. “I will give you five minutes. I told you it's going to get int
Hardin's POVAs I settled into the cozy chair near the window, I carefully positioned my telescope, ensuring that it remained hidden from Freda's sight. Watching her train discreetly had become a ritual for me, a way to witness her growth without intruding on her journey.Freda had always been determined to prove herself and to show me that she was capable of defending herself. It was this drive that led me to send her to my brother Jim for training. As much as I wanted to be the one to guide her, my demanding work schedule left me with little time to spare.Through the lens of the telescope, I marveled at Freda's dedication. Her movements were swift and precise, a testament to the hours she had spent honing her skills. Each swing of her weapon, each defensive maneuver, spoke volumes about her determination and passion.As I watched her, a mix of emotions swirled within me. Pride welled up in my chest, knowing that she was taking charge of her destiny. But there was also a tinge of sa
Hardin’s POVI jumped out of my chair and rallied my men. We hopped into my car and raced over to my brother's house, which was just around the corner. I had booked that apartment just to keep a close eye on Freda, so no harm would come to her.When we pulled up, I told my men to hang tight outside while I snuck in through the back door. I didn't want Freda to catch wind of my arrival. I made my way to my brother's room and plopped down on the couch, waiting for him to show up. The tension in the air was thick, and my heart was pounding in my chest.As I sat there, my mind raced with a mix of emotions. Anger still burned within me, Finally, I heard the door creak open, and Jim stepped into the room. Our eyes locked, and at that moment a pang of anger washed over me.As Jim stood there, frozen, I could feel the fire burning inside me. My blood boiled with a mix of frustration, Every fiber of my being screamed with rage. I clenched my fists, feeling the tension in my muscles.“What the
Freda's POVAs I was practicing the new move Jim taught me, I could feel his gaze on me. I couldn't tell if he was interested in my fighting skills or if he just enjoyed watching me. But one thing I know for sure is that he's much friendlier than Hardin. But then, my mind swayed to Hardin. I couldn't help but wonder what he was up to at that very moment. Was he thinking about me or was he with Shelby? The mere thought of them being together ignited a fire of anger within me. Lost in my thoughts and emotions, I didn't notice my strength. In a fit of frustration and distraction, I accidentally hit my hand and felt a sharp pain shoot through me. The impact took me by surprise, and I winced in agony.My hand throbbed with every heartbeat, a reminder of the physical pain I had caused myself. But the pain in my hand paled in comparison to the tumultuous storm of emotions raging within me. Anger, jealousy, and hurt intertwined, creating a tangled web of emotions that threatened to consume
Freda’s POV“I want you to fuck me," I said to Hardin as I lay on top of him"for someone who is heavily pregnant….you are too wild," he said as he started to kiss my neck. He moved down my body and kissed my tits. "You're so beautiful," he said as he took one of my nipples into his mouth. “Hardin!” I let out a moan as he sucked on it, making it hard. He then moved down my body and kissed my stomach.“Just fuck me already….” I pleaded shamelessly “Fine…you asked for it,” he said as he spread my leg wide open and he position his cock at my pussy. "You are mine," he said as he slowly pushed his cock into me. “Fuckkkkk” I moan loudly as he started to fuck me with his cock. "Fuck, how are you still tight? " he asked as he continued to fuck me with his cock. He started to fuck me harder"Hardin, Hardin" I moaned as he continued to fuck me with his cock. "Fuck, I'm going to cum""Don't let me stop you" and that was enough to make me explode but he continued to fuck me, after a few pushe
Hardin’s POVI could feel the weight lifting off my shoulders as I stood outside the hospital with my men. Freda couldn't make it because of a last-minute errand, leaving me curious about what she was up to. My driver had already turned the car around, and as I got in, a sense of relief washed over me.As we drove away from the hospital, I let out another sigh, grateful for the progress I had made. It had been a challenging two weeks since I woke up from my coma, but finally being strong enough to go home brought me immense joy. The thought of leaving the confines of the hospital lifted my spirits, I was more than ready to break free from the monotony of being in one place for so long.My mind wandered to Freda, the pillar of support by my side through it all. I couldn't help but feel a deep sense of gratitude for her unwavering presence in my life. She had been my rock, my constant source of strength during the toughest times, and I cherished her more than words could express.As the
Freda’s POV“Am I dreaming?” I asked because it was as if I was still dreaming.“No you are not Mama….it feels so_”I wrapped my arms tightly around him, perhaps a bit too tightly, feeling his slight groan as I squeezed in my overwhelming excitement. It had been so long since I had felt this kind of joy, this rush of emotions that threatened to spill over. Hardin was finally awake, and the prospect of our family being whole once more filled me with an indescribable sense of happiness.As I held him close, the reality of his presence sank in, grounding me in the moment. The weight of his existence, of his return to consciousness, was like a balm to my soul, soothing the ache that had lingered in his absence. The sheer relief of having him back, of knowing that he was no longer lost in the depths of slumber, washed over me in waves.In that embrace, in the warmth of his body against mine, I found solace and strength. The months of waiting, of hoping against hope for his awakening, had f
Freda’s POVI dashed to the hospital, my heart hammering in my chest like a drum, the news of Hardin moving his hand echoing in my mind like a mantra of hope. As I burst into Hardin's room, a flurry of medical staff surrounded him, their urgent movements a choreography of healing.A nurse approached me, her voice gentle amidst the whirlwind of activity, “Please come with me...the doctor will speak to you soon” guiding me to the doctor's office to wait. My footsteps felt heavy, each one a beat in the rhythm of anticipation that thrummed through me. The sterile scent of the hospital mingled with the tension in the air, creating a surreal backdrop to the unfolding moment.Emotions surged within me, a turbulent sea of relief, worry, and gratitude crashing against the shores of my consciousness. The sight of Hardin surrounded by a team of professionals, each one dedicated to his care, filled me with a sense of reassurance. Yet, beneath the facade of composure, I tried to maintain, a curre
Freda’s POVI stood by Hardin's side, watching over him as he lay in that silent slumber, a wave of realization washed over me. The truth that he might not wake up, that he might not be there to share in the joys and sorrows of raising our child, pierced my heart like a dagger. The prospect of facing motherhood alone, of shouldering the responsibilities of caring for our child without him by my side, loomed large before me.But amidst the shadows of doubt and fear, a flicker of determination ignited within me. The resolve to embrace this new chapter of my life, to welcome our child into the world with open arms and an open heart, grew stronger with each passing moment. The certainty that I would love and cherish this child, that I would be there for them no matter what trials lay ahead, anchored me in a sea of uncertainty.*******“I am beginning to learn how to cook again….yeah I know the last time was disastrous but this time I started with something simple” “Sandwich….I made a san
Freda’s POV“Where you hurt?…..ma’am can you hear me?…” I could hear the medics' voices fading into the background as my mind swirled with thoughts of Hardin, If only he were here, Jim would never have dared to lay a hand on me.“He is dead ma’am” I heard someone say from behind.“What?”“Jim…is dead” Despite the chaos around me, a strange calm settled within as the news of Jim's demise reached my ears. Memories of the pain he had inflicted on Hardin flooded my mind, serving as a bitter reminder of the past. At that moment, a sense of justice tinged with a hint of vindication, washed over me.The medics' concerned voices seemed distant as I processed the news, a mix of relief and closure washing over me. Jim's actions had not only caused physical harm but had also left emotional scars that ran deep. The weight of his deeds hung heavy in the air, a burden lifted with his passing. I wouldn't deny the closure his death brought. ********I was lost in my thoughts when I saw Miranda runni
Freda’s POV“Jim….what are you doing_”“Shut up your trash bitch! Don't you dare mention my name” he yelled at me angrily.I was gasping for air, my heart pounding in my chest as Jim pressed the gun against my head. Fear gripped me tightly, knowing that Hardin, my usual protector, was nowhere to be found. Jim's menacing presence sent shivers down my spine, I knew he wouldn't hesitate to harm me. He appeared disheveled as if he had just broken free from prison. However, amidst the chaos, there was a flicker of something in his eyes, a distraction that I couldn't quite place.Despite the imminent danger, a glimmer of hope sparked within me as I recognized the opportunity presented by Jim's distraction. I understood that I had to tread carefully, to maneuver this precarious situation to my advantage without triggering a violent response from him.“There is no Hardin to save you this time.…you are doomed Freda!” he said with a hint of disgust on his face, his grip tightening on the gun, I
Freda’s POVI sat there, staring at the hospital room walls, feeling lost and confused. The weight of the situation pressed down on me, heavier than anything I had ever experienced. How did life twist from happiness to sorrow in just a few months? Hardin, my rock, lay in a coma with no signs of waking. The air felt thick with uncertainty, and the news of my pregnancy added another layer of complexity to the turmoil. This should have been a time of joy, of shared anticipation, but instead, it was shrouded in fear and loneliness. I needed Hardin now more than ever, his strength, his presence, but he was unreachable, lost in a world I couldn't enter. The ache in my heart mirrored the ache in my soul, a deep yearning for things to be different, for a glimpse of hope in this sea of despair. At that moment, I felt the weight of the world on my shoulders, the burden of uncertainty pressing down on me with a force I could barely withstand. “I have told you countless times to stop thinking
Freda's POVI sat there crying profusely as I watched Hardin lying helplessly on the bed. I could not help but heave a heavy sigh of frustration, as it had been four solid weeks of laying there without waking up or saying anything. My heart bled as I continued to watch him. My eyes were heavy from the lack of sleep. I could no longer bear the silence, so I cleaned my eyes and took a deep breath before I talked.“Hardin,” I called out softly as I looked over his oxygen mask to see his closed eyes.“Hardin, I know you can hear me. Please come back to me. I can't keep living like this. It's been four weeks Hardin, you kept mute and refused to talk to me. Please open your eyes, Hardin. You should have allowed me to take that bullet. I survived it once, and could survive it again.” I said as tears rolled down my cheek. My heart racing faster as I was eager to see him open his eyes, but it did not look like he was going to open his eyes anytime soon.“Hardin, please, you have made me love y