I ran up to my room, then towards the closet. The red dress I had picked out was right in front, and I pushed myself into it, then started to comb my hair down. I could hear myself squealing inside, my chest heaving.I had finished wearing the dress and was reaching out for shoes when I heard a loud crash downstairs. My eyes widened as I could recognize the large sounds of shattering glasses and the loud clatter of decor.Abandoning the shoes, I ran out, and what I saw shocked me to the bones. Vector was standing in front of the dining room, and the workers all hurdled together away from him.He was holding the white table cloth that I had used to cover the dining table, and his eyes were wide, veins popping out of his forehead.I slowly came down, my eyes taking in the mess. The cake, the food, the wine, the candles, everything was scattered on the floor, and I saw Manuel put out the edge of one of the flowers as it caught fire."Vector," I said, disappointment filling me up and reac
My brows furrowed as I moved, my lips parting lightly, my chest heaving lightly. The back of my head stung like a bitch, and I could feel that my right leg was way more exposed than it should be. Wait. My eyes opened, but there wasn't much of a difference. It was still dark, and I moved a little, my eyelashes fluttering against what I knew to be a blindfold."Vector?" I muttered under my breath, my chest heaving. I closed my eyes again as it all came back either a bang. The way Vector had flipped, the way Emilia had set me up to celebrate one of Vector's worst days, and the way I had walked out of the mansion.My eyes widened with realization as I remembered the short pursuit by the man in that van and the way they had brought me back to it."Vec..." The word was cut short as a large amount of ice water hit my face, causing me to sit up instinctively, the cold liquid quickly soaking me.My lips parted, my brows furrowed. My hands were tied behind me, and even from the lack of moveme
He broke the kiss, their breaths ragged, and I could hear their arousal from where I was sitting."I see you have her."She gave a chuckle, and I turned in time to see the proud glint in her eyes. "She was quite predictable. I told you it would work."My lips parted. Had she thought of everything, from Vector's reaction to mine?He smiled, and she slowly caressed his wounds. "You shouldn't have done that, baby. You should have waited for me to handle it.""I couldn't stand you trying to seduce him. I couldn't see that." He let her go, and I saw something pass in her eyes as he walked away. "I would have been doing it for us. And he was already occupied.""Vector is a fool," Emilio said, grabbing a hip flask. "You are the real deal."She smiled, then gave a small sigh. "How is he?""Vector?"My ears perked, and I watched Emilio, my brows furrowing. If only I had listened to Manuel. If only I had stayed back at the mansion. The last thing I wanted to be against Vector was a leverage."
She swallowed, adjusting her dress. "You know nothing.""Oh, I do," I said with a laugh, my chest heaving. "What did you both do with Emilia?"Emilio gave a small hiss. "You know how to ask questions, but not the right ones, Red. You should be asking other questions. Better questions.""Like what you both want to do to Vector?""No. Like where your father currently is since he is certainly not six feet under."I felt my blood run cold, my chest heaving. My eyes went wide as Emilia or Claire, whatever she was, broke into laughter, her head shaking slowly. "Oh, well. That was pretty unexpected. Your little lover has been a bad, bad boy. At least mine is pretty tame. Doesn't matter if his sister is the one who is..." she trailed off, moving her hands in a downward spiral to the floor.Emilio grabbed her by the waist and brought her to him, his eyes taking her in. "You are crazy, you know that.""That's why you love me, sweetie. I mean, look at her trying to act all smart." She turned to
My eyes fell on the phone, my lips parting. "Give Red back to me," Vector said slowly, emphasising each word. I could feel the coldness in his voice, the slight growl. I could see his eyes right in front of me, and I hated how used to him I have become. How much I have grown accustomed to him."But Vector, I...""This is because of the funding, am I right?"Emilio sighed. "Wel, I was going to call you anyway.""I like to cut to the chase, you know that. Half of a billion. Inside four suit cases. Come to the mansion with Red and a car. I am not following you or offering again." The call immediately quenched, and I swallowed, my eyes reaching Emilio's. "What are we waiting for?" Claire asked, her hands on her waist. "He has the money. We should have done this sooner. We should have...""He is trapping us.""We have her.""It doesn't matter. The casa is his den.""You know the in and out of that house. Even I know a lot and...""Do you think that matters here? Do you think we will have
I walked in front slowly, my eyes cold, my chest lightly heaving. I could see Claire come up beside me, a gun in her hand. I turned away, just as we got to the main entrance. It opened up, and I took the place in. It felt so cold, like I hadn't been here before. Like this was the first time I was coming here, in the guise of a maid. Maybe it was just the way I felt deep inside.We took a turn to the large sitting room. It was just as empty, except Vector's gun was sitting on the centre table with a half empty cup of alcohol and a few half burned cigarettes.Emilio's brows furrowed as he took the place in. There was a black suitcase on the floor close to it, but there was no one close at all.I started to grow a little apprehensive. I wasn't sure how Vector did things in his own lair, but I took one look at Emilio, and I knew he was just as confused as I was."Stop fucking moving," he said, shaking me a bit, the gun pushing my head a little."You are here."We all turned to the stairs.
Vector's eyes slowly left mine and fell on the gun, then back up to my eyes. He looked confused, almost hurt, and I hated myself for the guilt that stabbed through me. He had probably been expecting a warm welcome. An embrace. Those heated kisses. But what sort of daughter would I be to give him those knowing very well that he hid my father from me all this time? What sort of daughter would giving into my heart make me?I swallowed hard as he took a step forward to me. "Red," he said, his voice low. "Drop the gun.""Tell me where my father is," I said, my brow raising. "I need to find him.""You don't," he said, his black eye thinning considerably, so the colour filled it. "You don't need to find that bastard.""So it's true? You really... didn't kill him? You really didn't kill him all this while?""No," he said, and his eyes darted across both of mine. "Twenty million was not enough for me to."I blinked, my lips lightly quivering. My body trembled, but I gripped the gun even tight
Vector finally let me go and took a step back, his chest heaving. My eyes opened, and I met his, my chest heaving hard, my fingers drenched in his blood. He swallowed, his lips parting as he moved backwards, then slowly sat on the nearest couch.His eyes were low, and he reached for the cup of alcohol on the centre table. Slowly, he took a sip out of it, just as Manuel returned with a few men. The men proceeded to take Emilio and Claire, and I saw Manuel hesitate to come to us. I looked up to him, then swallowed. "He is hurt," I said slowly, my chest heaving.Manuel's brows furrowed for a moment before he walked up to Vector. He gave a gasp, his hand cupping his mouth. Vector slowly laid back, his eyes closing, the glass lodged tightly in his hand."Vector. Vector, I will call the doctor. I will...""No," Vector said, his eyes low. He seemed to be weakening with the loss of blood. "Knife.""Vector.""Knife!"Manuel stood up, his breath shaky, just like his hands, his eyes filled. H
Vector was in bed, and I slowly leaned to him, my lips gently kissing his forehead. He gave a small smile and turned to me, his eyes slowly meeting mine."Aren't you going out today?"He shook his head. "She called me dada. She obviously wants me to stay home."I broke into a laugh. "That little traitor. Betraying me like that."He pulled me in. "I could call you baby whenever you want."I broke into a laugh, my eyes darting to the sleeping child. She was just six months old, and she was closer to Vector than ever. She even took after his beautiful, different colored eyes, and I was convinced that my genes hadn't even tried at all.I kissed his forehead again, then smiled. "Everyone is coming for dinner today. Get ready, okay?""Yes, ma'am."I broke into a smile, stealing one more kiss from him, before I walked away. We spent the evening downstairs with everyone. Dad, who was more than excited to be a grandfather and was even taking lessons, Rose, who took every chance to touch Victor
I woke up naked in bed, and Vector wasn't by my side either. I turned, my eyes squinting, my chest heaving as I took the room in. There was no sign of the shower. I turned to my left, and a bouquet of roses was sitting there, with a letter hanging out from it. I broke into a smile, then sat up, grabbing the letter, a smile lighting up my lips."Come meet me in the below address in an hour. I love you."My brows furrowed as I looked down at the address, my chest heaving. I jumped out of bed, then swiftly went to the shower. I checked the time on my phone. I hadn't realized it was past twelve already, but anyone would understand how much I needed my first worry free sleep in so long. In forever. Slowly, I chose a dress, then put my hair up in a ponytail. It was a cute, flowery sun dress, and I twirled around in it for a bit, my smile big.Manuel was waiting in the car when I got down, and something about his smile made me feel like he knew what was going on but simply won't tell me.I
I wrapped Vector's jacket around me as the doctor gave us instructions to take care of the wound. Vector nodded slowly, but his eyes held mine, and I wondered if he ever actually did listen to the doctor. Manuel followed the doctor and finished with the remaining discharge processes, and I stayed back with Vector, who was finally falling asleep, fatigue, lack of sleep, and the pain catching up with him."We can go now," Manuel announced, coming up to us. I went to Vector's side, then wrapped his arm around me, while Manuel did the same to his left. That way, we got him out of the hospital and to the car. I got in the back with him, then gently adjusted him to lie on my lap, my fingers slowly pushing through his hair, my smile small.He was now weak, and it didn't take him long to fall asleep, his eyes closing gradually. I leaned to kiss his forehead, and he gave a weak smile before he finally fell asleep. The ride this time was slow, and I actually got to breathe. I watched the sig
Manuel cut through the teeming traffic as he drove us at top speed to the hospital. My heart was in my throat by the time we got to the hospital, my eyes darting fearfully between the outside environment and Vector, who was now motionless.Manuel got out, then came around and opened the door. I got out first, and he leaned, then slowly brought Vector out of the car. I ran to support him, and we walked into the hospital with Vector between us.They immediately brought a stroller, and we lay Vector on it. We followed behind them as they wheeled him to the operating room."It appears to be a gunshot wound, " one of the doctors said, adjusting his gloves. "Do you have a police report?"I swallowed. Tears were running down my cheeks now, and I wasn't even sure how to control it. They wanted to wait another ten minutes to bring that man to give a police report even when my Vector wasn't even moving anymore?I turned. Vector's gun was still in my hand, and I sucked in a deep breath, my eyes
I gasped as Vector gave a small smile, his eyes darkening as he got progressively angrier. Slowly, he cracked his gun, then slowly moved Don Lucian's head, his voice low with a murderous darkness behind it. "Let's try, then.""Vector," I said, but before the word could get out of my mouth, a van I recognized drove into the port and then parked. I turned, just as my real father was brought out at gun point, his eyes wide, his hands brought up in a surrender."Dad!" I screamed, and it distracted Vector momentarily, causing Don Lucian to swing for the chance he got.He immediately grabbed me by the neck, forcing me to his body, a wicked laugh escaping his lips, his eyes thin with evil."You fool, you really thought you could outsmart me? How about living the rest of your life like that bastard pining for your Rose?""Red," Vector said, his eyes wide. I could immediately see his resolve weakening, fear flashing in his eyes. Manuel ran out, his chest heaving. "Don't shoot!"Vector blinke
I nodded, my breath hitching in my throat. The cars stopped, and for a short while, no one came out of them. I held my breath, then turned to Vector, whose eyes were thin now, his fingers clasped into each other.Slowly, the first car opened, and I watched as Don Lucian walked out of the car, his eyes thin. His eyes took in the port before it landed on Jonas' dead body.He looked up, and in the blink of an eye, the other cars he had come with opened up, armed men trooping out immediately, surrounding us.Vector gave a small chuckle, his eyes becoming a lot thinner. I know what that meant. He was getting even angrier."Deploy the men," Vector said, and I watched as the place was slowly covered by even more men, armed to the core, their guns aimed towards Don Lucian's men.Don Lucian looked cornered, his eyes wide and filled with rage. Manuel slowly came out of his car, his gun held tight and ready to shoot."Have you missed us? Don?"Don Lucian met Manuel's eyes, and he swallowed, clen
The ride was silent, and Vector called once to make sure I was on my way. He spoke to the driver, and I leaned back, my chest heaving. All of it was so nerve-wracking, and I needed to see the end to this. Has there been some sort of change in plans? Was there some sort of problem?Suddenly, the car stopped. I turned around, and Vector's car was parked by the aide. My eyes thinned as I watched the car. Slowly, he rolled down the glass, and Vector's face slowly came into view.He had a small smile and a cigar between his lips, his eyes dark. I broke into a smile and went out of the car, without waiting for him to come to me.I went into the car, and he broke into a laugh as I lunged myself into him, smile big, my chest heaving hard. He wrapped his hands around me, his lips blessing every inch of my skin available to him. My face, my lips, my neck, my shoulders, the tops of my breasts, my fingers, my arms.I guess he felt the same emptiness I had all night long."Fuck, I missed you," he
I lay in bed, my eyes watching the bright chandelier. I had lost track of time, and I just lay there. Halfway across the city to Vector, and another part of me just laying here, waiting for something, anything. Needing something to tell me that Vector was okay.A knock came on my door, and I turned to it, my eyes slowly blinking. Hillary poked her head in, then gave me a small smile as she caught my eyes."I thought you would be alone. Manuel told me they were leaving."I nodded, then slowly sat up. My phone was lying on the bedside drawer, and I sighed, watching it. There was nothing."Are you okay?"I nodded slowly. "You?""Ibam fine. Could you lend me one of your clothes, please? We are the same size and I really need to go somewhere."I nodded, forcing myself to sit up, my chest slightly heaving. I got out of bed, then slowly led her to the wardrobe. I let her choose, and she picked the simplest one, just something that looked rather plain."Is that really what you want?" I asked,
Vector closed the door and turned back to me, a small smile on his face. He leaned to me, his fingers gently massaging my scalp. "You should rest. I will be back."I shook my head, sitting up, my chest slightly heaving. "I will dress up and come downstairs. This involves me as much as it does you."He nodded, kissing me hard, his grip on my face almost desperate. He pulled away, then kissed around my face again, his eyes closed.I could hear the silent prayer in those kisses. I could tell he was nervous. He never really was, but now, because I was there, because I was a weakness, he had no other option.He was scared, just as I was. This could go either way, and this story could end with me losing him. This story could come to an end with me standing above him. I would hate for that to happen.I got out of bed, then slowly dressed up in comfortable shorts and a large sweatshirt. Soon enough, we went downstairs where Manuel was, with a group of armed men.His eyes were thin, and ever