I don't know how long it has been since Devin kidnapped me.Hours. Days. Months?I have no clue since there are no windows to see if dawn has risen or nightfall, no clocks to tell what the fuck time it is. They have taken my phone and purse after the abduction.I've eaten a little to keep my stomach from growling and feed my baby.I'm disgusted with myself. Sick to my stomach to think I will kill myself with the baby. I kept apologizing to it. Sings lullaby. Even tell stories to kill time to show how much I love him.I was sitting on the couch facing the fireplace in the room. I didn't bother to look when the rustle of locks was heard and see who was at the door.I know Maria came back with a tray of food. Set it on the table."Maria, what time is it?""It's nighttime," she answered weakly.I snort.Of course, she wouldn't give me the accurate time. Devin will punish her. The fresh bruises on her arms and legs are shown. Nothing on her face tells me he wanted her face unmarked."You k
With no clock, no time to count. I don't know how many hours it has been since my abduction. I lost count when my mind was racing with frustration and anger. During the unknown hours, I looked around to see if there was some secret door or passage. Nothing. The walls are so thick that you can't hear anything. "Shit," I hissed, then moaned once my back was aching. I grab a sit on the couch and lift my feet. The birth of my baby boy is nearing soon, and I will not have him be born here. Devin has not visited me since my encounter with him. Maria keeps checking on me from time to time. I had to start our conversation about when she would help me—no answer. I rubbed my face harshly and scratched my hair back. I smelled it and made a sour face. I have not washed my hair for hours. I got up, went into the bathroom, and turned on the bathtub. I added salt baths and flowers. I removed my clothes and went in to relax. I lean my head back and let the aromatic water soothe me. I close my
"Are you goddamn stupid! Where is the fucking Doctor?!" A minute I was in a dream the minute I woke up to Devin's frantic voice. I want to open my eyes but am too weak to do so. Plus, I don't want them to know I'm awake. Just stay playing possum. "Sorry, Sir, but he's stuck in traffic and won't be here within an hour." Said one of his men. "Fuck!" Things fell, glassware shattered, and Devin threw some other stuff. "If none of you shitheads find a doctor, I will all fuckin balls cut and feed it to my sharks." Devin's voice is rage and agitated. "I come home to find this problem in my house. You let my hostage cut herself under your watch." "Seńor DuPont, I think it's better to have her treated in the hospital," that was coming from Maria's voice. "And get the risk of getting caught by them." Devin paused, then I heard a slap. "You think I would risk bringing her to the hospital? You think I'm stupid." "I...I'm sorry, Seńor- Ah!" Another slap. "Shut the fuck up!" "But, Seńor,
I felt someone lift me off the bed from my sleep and open to finding out who my relief turn into a frown."You think you can get away from me?" Devin day with an annoying look."What the fuck are you doing?" Ignoring me, Devin placed me in a wheelchair and rolled me out of my room. "Devin, what is going on?" Acting like I have no clue.I waited for Maria to inform Odin, but waiting took over an hour."Odin and his goons are here," he leans close to my ear, pushing the wheelchair quickly. "I wonder who called him."I swallowed hard and kept a poker face. "I have no clue what you're talking about. It's not me since I don't have my phone.""You can ask for a phone call from a nurse...a doctor." He cursed under his breath. "Pretty sneaky to ask Doctor Bennet to call Odin.""What are you going to do?" I whispered; my heart beat as my skin felt something crawling."We are going to go for a walk."Then one of his men approaches him. "The car is ready for you, sir.""Good," Devin said with a
Black filled the edges of my vision; I kept my eyes open but only saw white lines as they moved like a road. The only thing I could hear was my heartbeat. My breath came in ragged, shallow gasps. Seconds passed as I lay there, then I heard voices."Patient is eighteen years old. Female. High school. Shot in the shoulder with a .45 and is in labor."People swarmed all over me, trying to help me, I realized."Let me through!"Liam?It's his voice."Sir, you need to back off and let us do our jobs.""I need to be there for her. That's my fiancé and my son."Liam, I'm here. Please don't leave me."Sir, we will save the child, but I can't guarantee the mother.""Well, you have to do your best!" Liam yelled at the top of his lungs. "I don't care how much the cost. I want you to save them.""Liam, calm down." I hear Rex's voice telling his little brother to ease his distress.I couldn't make out the words and only wish I could. I want him by my side. The doctor just pushed him away. My body
It felt like I had died and been brought back to life for a long time. God didn't want me to leave this world just yet. After my conscience met my mother for the first time, I felt a dream. Some supernatural shit like when a hero failed to save the world, they would meet someone who never wants them to give up and gives a second chance.It seemed like forever, but I finally opened my eyes. It was a blur until I focused on the bright light above me. Was this the light that brought me back?I hear soft snores beside me, and my hand cupped into something warm and familiar. Slightly turn my head and lift the corner of my lips into a somewhat weak grin.With his head on the side of the bed, Liam uses his arm as a pillow while the other holds my hand. He is sleeping soundly; I don't want to wake him. My whole body is stiff and in pain. I look up and see a female nurse enter the room. We made eye contact, and quickly shaking my head, I eyed my sleeping prince.She understood my gesture and m
"So, what happened to Devin?" I ask Liam, who is on his lap, fast-moving his fingers on the keyboard. Studying in a hospital room can be peaceful, but it sucks I could get out just yet.I forgot about asking about Devin but at the same time. I didn't care. However, I wonder what happened to him once he made a hit-and-run scheme. This topic has been bothering me since Liam came to visit.Liam looks up. "The coast guard captured him before he crossed to Mexico."That's a relief."So, he's in prison.""Odin and his lawyers gave the court all the evidence on Devin. Charged with kidnapping, charged with rape with a minor, charged with human trafficking, charged with the possession of drugs, charged with attempted murder, and the list goes on and on. He has a long list of charges that will make him stay in prison till the day he dies." He then looks at me then furrows his brows. "Why are you asking about him?"I look down at the study guide for math with a problem that is half-solved. "Liam
After two days of being discharged from the hospital, I was instructed to stay home for a few more days. I can't go to school yet because I just recovered from being shot and had been cut open to give birth to my baby boy, except I can attend graduation. I had homework delivered to my house from either Liam, Effie, or Clark. Sometimes Logan and the brothers. Even Jordan, personally.They just wanted to make sure Ramsey and I were okay. Liam especially. He debated whether to stay home and take care of me. But rumors of the birth of my son spread at school. They already knew I was pregnant, and Liam was the father. The students are just all talking.My parents went out, so it's just me in the house with my baby. I stand before my mirror and lift my shirt to reveal the surgical line cut open to bring my son out. It's healing slowly, and it doesn't hurt. I trace my finger over the line, just staring at myself. I was on the brink of death after experiencing such a horrible event with Devin
I open the door after the first ring and pull up a curve smile wide enough to greet Grandma Birdie standing at the doorstep. "Oh, my little Lily," Grandma Birdie squeezed my face and kissed the side of my face. "After giving birth, you became more beautiful than ever." "Oh, stop it, Grandma," I blush. "Congratulations on graduating high school. Here for you and Effie," she hands me a gift bag. "It's something you both desperately need." "What is it?" "Open it later," she winks and walks towards the family room as she yells. "Wayne, Nicky, oh, and my baby boy Ramsey. Come to Gram Gram." I watch her get Ramsey from Dad and shower him with love. I pull up a grin before Effie comes to my side. "Oh, Birdie is here." "Yeah." Looking down at the bag. "So, what did she get you?" Effie asks, looking over my shoulder. "Us," I correct her. "Me too? Well, can I see?" "I was planning on opening it when my grandma or anybody isn't around," I say. "I got an uneasy feeling the gift won't b
Liam and I couldn't wait.He drove fast with the family's CRV and took us to his house. We were frantic that his brothers, Effie, or the others would notice, but we didn't care. I'm worried about leaving Ramsey with his grandparents, especially Seema. Rahul reassured me that she would not harm my child. If she does, I would have to bitch slap her. Liam abruptly stops on the side, never caring to park in the driveway. He got out first, as I already unhook the seatbelt. He opened my door and pulled me out as he closed the door. Liam locks the car while he holds my hand, unlocking the front door, he checks around the house to see if anybody is home as if we are about to make a heist, and when it is all clear, we run upstairs into his room.Liam shut the door and locked it. While he did that, I was already removing my clothes, and as soon as I pulled my shirt. Liam cups the fabric of my bra on my breast and kisses my neck.I moan from his touch—the urge and hunger I wanted so badly from
"Thank you for coming, Lily. After that fiasco at the supermarket, you wouldn't want to see me again.""I didn't have a choice since you said my great-grandfather is here to see me."She seems close the door as I'm inside her home. I had Liam drive me here before he went with the guys and picked me up later. Seema texted me last night and told me her dad, my great-grandfather, is flying here to L. A and wanted to see me.I don't know why since I'm not close to him, but my mother would have wanted me to meet him. At first, I didn't want to because of Seema, but knowing and meeting."You didn't bring you...son," she says as if Ramsey is a parasite. I clench my hands, and so help me want to slap her. I refrain and posture myself."He is with his father, bonding," I tell her with a sour face. "I will ask Liam to bring him here to meet his great-great-grandfather. But he will contract some disease if he sees you."Seema gasps shockingly. "How dare you talk like that? I would have slapped y
I hum a lullaby while I rock Ramsey to sleep. The boys are outside while the girls are inside binge-watching Grey's Anatomy.Soft knocks on the door as Effie enters the nursery, shuts the door and tiptoes her way to the couch across from me."Zara asleep?"She nods. "After her bottle, she fell asleep. Playing with her uncle wore her out.""I never notice how big she is getting." I chuckle, looking down at my sleeping Prince. "The first time I saw her, she was tiny.""Zara is a big eater."We both laugh but stop when Ramsey stirs in his sleep. I rise from the rocking chair and place my son in his crib. I did not want to leave his side. Leaving him and being apart from my son makes a part of my soul crumble. Is this what being a mom feels like? Is this how my mother felt when she left me?"Grandpa told me everything," Effie says. "To think that the man who destroyed Liam's adolescence is your father. Your real father."A sense of pity filled in Effie's words as she mentioned, 'My fathe
"Are you going to be okay, Lily-pad?"I only smile. "I'll be fine, Dad. Liam, Effie, and the gang are coming for a sleepover.""It's weird that boys will be joining a slumber party.""Don't worry," I assure him. "Some of us are studying for finals while the rest will hang out with the babies."Dad pouts while Papa passes by with luggage.I turn Dad's body around and push him out the door towards the truck. "You don't want to wait another day because I'm going home alone.""But-""No buts, you and Papa bought the tickets ahead of time, and you finally get to watch Mariah Carey in Vegas.""But, babykins-" Dad's pouting level up."Papa, a little help here."Papa Wayne closed the trunk and carried Dad like a princess putting him inside the car, putting on the seatbelt, and shutting the door."Thanks, Papa," I beam and kissed the big man.He pats my head and smiles. "You guys behave. No partying and no alcohol. Especially alcohol. Who knows what you guys will be doing drunk.""Yes, Daddy."
Odin nod to Mr. Nobile and then walks inside the interrogation room. The guard standing outside the room closes the door. I count four more police guards standing in each corner of the room.We sat down and sat there. None of us said a word to each other. Devin, looking like a homeless guy, just kept staring at us. He scoffs, sniffles, then coughs a laugh once he lands his eyes on Odin."It's been a long time, Odin," Devin says with a malicious grin.Odin slams his hand on the table and rises, pointing the finger at Devin. "I should have killed you when I had the chance."I try to calm him down by putting him back on his chair. For an old man, he's strong."But you didn't, did you?" Devin taunts Odin. "You couldn't kill your brother, can you?"My eyes shot wide open, looking at Devin to Odin. "Brother?""You are no brother of mine.""Of course," Devin lean back against his chair, still grinning. "We grew up in the same neighborhood. Well, you had a family, and I didn't. I stayed in th
After two days of being discharged from the hospital, I was instructed to stay home for a few more days. I can't go to school yet because I just recovered from being shot and had been cut open to give birth to my baby boy, except I can attend graduation. I had homework delivered to my house from either Liam, Effie, or Clark. Sometimes Logan and the brothers. Even Jordan, personally.They just wanted to make sure Ramsey and I were okay. Liam especially. He debated whether to stay home and take care of me. But rumors of the birth of my son spread at school. They already knew I was pregnant, and Liam was the father. The students are just all talking.My parents went out, so it's just me in the house with my baby. I stand before my mirror and lift my shirt to reveal the surgical line cut open to bring my son out. It's healing slowly, and it doesn't hurt. I trace my finger over the line, just staring at myself. I was on the brink of death after experiencing such a horrible event with Devin
"So, what happened to Devin?" I ask Liam, who is on his lap, fast-moving his fingers on the keyboard. Studying in a hospital room can be peaceful, but it sucks I could get out just yet.I forgot about asking about Devin but at the same time. I didn't care. However, I wonder what happened to him once he made a hit-and-run scheme. This topic has been bothering me since Liam came to visit.Liam looks up. "The coast guard captured him before he crossed to Mexico."That's a relief."So, he's in prison.""Odin and his lawyers gave the court all the evidence on Devin. Charged with kidnapping, charged with rape with a minor, charged with human trafficking, charged with the possession of drugs, charged with attempted murder, and the list goes on and on. He has a long list of charges that will make him stay in prison till the day he dies." He then looks at me then furrows his brows. "Why are you asking about him?"I look down at the study guide for math with a problem that is half-solved. "Liam
It felt like I had died and been brought back to life for a long time. God didn't want me to leave this world just yet. After my conscience met my mother for the first time, I felt a dream. Some supernatural shit like when a hero failed to save the world, they would meet someone who never wants them to give up and gives a second chance.It seemed like forever, but I finally opened my eyes. It was a blur until I focused on the bright light above me. Was this the light that brought me back?I hear soft snores beside me, and my hand cupped into something warm and familiar. Slightly turn my head and lift the corner of my lips into a somewhat weak grin.With his head on the side of the bed, Liam uses his arm as a pillow while the other holds my hand. He is sleeping soundly; I don't want to wake him. My whole body is stiff and in pain. I look up and see a female nurse enter the room. We made eye contact, and quickly shaking my head, I eyed my sleeping prince.She understood my gesture and m