Hardin POV’s
Mafia’s underground hideout…“Freda Huston, 22 years old, parents are both dead,”“She lives alone with her best friend Miranda. Recently broke up with her boyfriend Jake who was cheating on her, that’s all we found about her boss.” The private investigator said and I sighed, irritated by the fact that someone else had already gotten down with her before me.“Jake?” I asked and the private investigator quickly bowed his head. “Jake Williams,”“Hector!” I called and he immediately rushed in, he’s my best aid whenever it comes to missions like this.“I’m here boss,” He replied with a slight bow.“Sit down,” I said and he hurriedly sat down.“He was cheating on her and he broke up? For what reason?” I asked referring to the private investigator.“Umm.. according to the information I gathered after paying the lady he cheated with handsomely, she said Freda wasn’t good on bed that’s why he broke up with her,” He replied and my eyes flashed red. “How dare he!”My anger was boiling over. I stood up and I paced around the room, my fists clenched at my sides. I let out a roar of rage and slammed my fist down on the chair, tha force of the blow off the chair and it fell on the floor breaking into pieces.“Hector!” I called and he immediately looked up to me. Then I asked.“What do you think a man who has seen my woman’s body, make her falls in love with him helplessly and then breaks her heart. He also has the effrontery to say she’s bad a sex. What do you think he deserves?”“Death!” Hector replied plainly.“Boss, I’m just a private investigator, I don’t accept any of this,” The man said and my eyes instantly fled to him. Without any delay, I took out the gun from my pants and I shot him directly to his chest.He fell on the floor coughing out blood until he breathe his last.“Be sure to send some money to his family, it should be able to sustain them for a lifetime. More than he’s worth anyway,” I said and Hector nodded.I smirked recalling my moments with her, I guess she must have seen the messages and then freak out, but soon she’s understand how much I want her.“Don’t forget to kill him, make it brutal and inhumane,” I said and Hector bowed then he left.I took the long pipe on the table, and I started smoking from it, happy that I wouldn’t have to spend another day without her by my side.Suddenly my phone chimed, I hurriedly checked because I was already expecting a response from her, and it was just as I had thought.“You’re sick whosoever you are! Let me be!” This was her response which made me very angry. I wanted to show her immediately that she’s mine and I wouldn’t let her be!“I’m indeed sick over you,” I muttered to myself with a loud scoff and I left the room. I needed something or someone to vent on.[At midnight]“Boss, we’ve been out her for hours now but she’s still not out yet,” Hector said and I ruffled my hair in frustration. I’ve never been this stressed in my entire life because I’ve always gotten whatever I wanted, but why is this so hard.“We’d keep waiting till she comes out,” I replied.It’s been days already and I always comes here to look for a perfect opportunity to take her away, but I don’t know why she decided to keep herself hidden.I’ve always sent my men to see if there’s any sign of her to no avail. But now I’m here to do it myself, if she doesn’t come to me, I’ll go to her myself.Hector quickly opened the car door for me, but as i made to leave, my little girl immediately came out together with her friend and I halted.My henchmen was already close to her, pretending he was passing by, but they were bugs in his ears connected to mine, so I’d be able to hear their conversation.“It’s late Freda, you shouldn’t go out. Since you told me about that man I’ve been restless. I don’t want you getting hurt,” Her so called friend said and I felt like strangling her. It turned out she was the one preventing me from getting her all this while.“I need to get sanitary pads, you should have told me they were none available earlier. And I can’t just go bed this way,” She said and I smiled. Keeping the gun back in my pocket because my original plan was to shoot her friend down.“Let’s go together,” Miranda said but she rushed. After much banter between them which I was already fed up. Freda managed to convince Miranda and she agreed to let her leave alone.The moment she left, I stationed my men and we started trailing her, some at her front while others where at her back.We made sure we didn’t create awareness, she got her sanitary pads and she started walking back home, and I knew this was my chance. But along the line, she started walking faster while looking around.“Shit! She noticed us!” I hit the sterile wheel angrily.Suddenly she started running, I scoffed and I chased after her, while my men stationed at the front drove abruptly in front of her and she halted. But she suddenly turned back and tried to escape but I was already in front of her.She stared around, fear evident in her eyes, while I came out of the car and I walked to her.“Hey little girl,” I waved, but she stared at me weirdly, but he eyes immediately widened and he mouth fled opened.“W what do you want from me?” She spluttered and I smirked.“You obviously,” I replied and I eyes dimmed.“Help!! He….” I quickly covered an already drugged handkerchief on her nose and she immediately passed out.“Take her to the car,” I ordered as I walked into the car.Freda POV’sI slowly opened my eyes, and I hissed because of the banging headache I felt. I stared around and I was surprised to be in a strange room, with no idea on where I was.I immediately panicked and I tried to remember what had happened. Then I recalled leaving the my room to get sanitary pads. My memory was hazy, but there was a car, and a man, and then... nothing. The realization hit me like a freight train. I had been kidnapped, and it was none other than the man I met at the clubhouse.My heart was pounding in my chest as I climbed out of the bed and walked towards the door. I reached for the handle, and turned it slowly. My hands were shaking, and I felt like I was going to faint. But when I opened the door, I was surprised to find that it was unlocked. I walked out heading to the hallway, my mind racing. What should I do? Should I run? Should I stay and try to figure out what was going on? I didn't know what to do.I started to run down the hallway, my mind a whirl of p
Freda's POV"I would fuck you mercilessly before shoving a bullet down your throat" Hardin replied almost immediately, looking at me straight in the eyes, and I could see that he wasn't Bluffing. "Just let me and my friend go, and I will forget this ever happened I promise," I said trying to beg my way out of the situation but it seemed as thou it only made him mad as his grip on my hands tightened."I don't think you understand what is going on," he said angrily bringing a gun out of his pocket, I froze at the sight of it as a wave of panic surged through my veins. Is he going to shoot me? I wondered to myself "This is what is going to happen to your friend if you ever think of escaping this place"He brought the gun to my face tracing it gently down to my throat, I shut my eyes close unable to breathe properly, suddenly I heard a loud bang which made me jump in fear.I opened my eyes immediately only to see that he had put a bullet through the door. my heart leaped into my throat,
Freda's POV"He is not that bad Freda, I promise you" Candy replied calmly, how can I believe that the man who kidnapped my best friend and threatened to kill me is not a bad person? "I find that hard to believe candy, I know you work for him and it's okay if you don't want to say anything bad about your boss but we both know that isn't true, Hardin is a monster," I said disagreeing with what she said, I can believe she is trying to whitewash Hardin. "Believe it or not Freda, Hardin is a kind and loving man as far as you obey his rule and don't do anything to offend him" she replied with a smile on her face.I couldn't tell if she was telling the truth or not but either way I didn't want to be here. "Okay," I replied because I didn't know what else to say so I just pulled my clothes and went into the bathroom. "I will leave you to it, and if you need anything just let me know," she said before leaving me alone with my thoughts.As I sank into the soothing warmth of the bathtub, my
Freda's POV“Put these on, little one.” He commanded as he tossed a gown at me. I tilted my head to give him a straight stare as my heart raced faster. I took a deep breath as I took the cloth he threw at me. From the scent of the cloth, I could tell he had just bought them. I looked at the dress and was prompted to ask him why he had asked me to wear his newly bought dress. “May I ask why?” I said in a low voice, and he chuckled dryly, smirking at the end. He took a deep breath as he walked toward me, holding my chin and raising my head to look at him. He looked directly into my eyes as if he were searching for something while he smirked.“We are going out.” He said in a small voice as if he were whispering. I could not help but exhale rapidly as I tried to calm my racing heartbeat down. He let go of my chin and walked towards the door. “Where are you taking me?” I asked in a low tone, and he stopped abruptly, tilting his head to look at me. My heart skipped and bit the moment his
Freda's POVEverything seemed to pause immediately after I realized what I had done. Everyone gasped as they looked at us. Hardin tilted his head to look around the whole place, gesturing to everyone that they could continue their activities, while I lowered my head as I was embarrassed. I heaved a sigh in fear as his words reverberated in my mind. My heart raced faster, and my heart pounded hard as I stood in front of him. My hands trembled gently as fear washed over me.How the hell did I end up with a mafia lord after just a nightstand? I could not get my head around it. He brought out his handkerchief and wiped my mouth with it. I closed my eyes slowly as I could not get his words off my mind. He was a Mafia Lord. I thought. That explains his luxurious and exotic lifestyle. I then understood why he told me he referred to himself as the law, and why he said he could get anything he desired.“Are you okay, little one?” He asked rapidly as he placed a hand on my shoulder, raising his
Freda’s POV I saw at the corner of the room with my leg wrapped around my chest, I couldn't help but feel a whirlwind of emotions swirling within me. The weight of my circumstances bore down on my shoulders, making it hard to breathe. It was as if the walls of my room were closing in on me, suffocating any remnants of the carefree girl I once was.My heart felt heavy, burdened by the weight of the situation I had found myself in. I longed for the freedom I once had, where my choices were my own and I could pursue my dreams without any restrictions. The room seemed to close in on me, amplifying my sense of confinement. It was as if I was trapped in a gilded cage, where my every move was monitored and controlled.I couldn't help but reflect on how my life had taken such a dark turn. I wondered how I had become trapped in a situation where my autonomy was stripped away, where fear became my constant companion. It felt like a cruel twist of fate, a nightmare I couldn't wake up from.As I
Freda’s POV As I entered the restroom, my heart was still racing, my mind filled with a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. I couldn't shake off the feeling of Hardin's touch, the way it made my skin tingle, even though I knew deep down that I didn't want it.I stared at my reflection in the mirror, searching for answers, trying to make sense of the chaos inside me. My eyes, usually filled with confidence, now held a glimmer of confusion and vulnerability. How did I let myself be affected by his touch? Why couldn't I deny the fact that it stirred something within me?A wave of self-doubt crashed over me as I analyzed my reactions. Was I weak for feeling a flicker of pleasure amidst the discomfort? Did it make me complicit in his actions? These questions gnawed at my conscience, tearing at the fabric of my self-worth.“What the fuck Freda” I yelled at my reflection in the mirror, trying to make sense of what just happened.Turning on the faucet, I cupped my hands under the cool water,
Freda's POVI took a deep breath as I leaned against the wall of the bathroom, placing my palm on my forehead, and cleaning the sweat that dripped down my face. I exhaled rapidly as I could not understand why Hardin had decided to treat me in such a way. I hated this feeling and I cursed the day I met him. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, trying to calm my racing heart. Everything played in my head like a movie and I could not help but sob. This is not the life I planned for. I thought.Being stuck with a Mafia Lord because of a one-night stand was never part of my life plans. But thanks to Jake who broke my heart, I ended up stuck with a Mafia Lord. Now all my life plans have been disoriented. My mind wandered off to Miranda, who was still in his den, going through torture because of me. I felt guilt weighing down on my shoulders and also clouded my heart. I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly through my mouth, slightly opened. What have I gotten myself into, all in the name of
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