The lone car drives along the road, the headlights breaking through the pitch black night. Elle is nervously looking over her shoulder every once in a while to make sure that she isn’t being followed. Her heart is thumping loudly as she makes her way to the place where the bald man told her to come.Finally after an hour, she pulls up in front of a river which flows through the city to meet the sea which is a few kilometers away. The man called her to a dense part of the woods near the river, filled with trees and boulders all around her. She takes out a large bag from the passenger seat, the bag containing loads of cash. Elle slowly walks along a narrow path in the woods until she reaches a small shack.She nervously fidgets with the hairpin in her hair. Her hands are shaking and the thought of the bald man trying to blackmail her is making her cringe hard. Elle takes a deep breath and walks up to the shack.Knock! Knock!She waits and the door slowly slides open and the bald man's
The guards drag Hector to a dark room. He growls and snarls, fighting to be let go but the men are too strong. They force him on a chair and tie his hands and feet with metal chains. “Let me go!” He barks at them. “I’ll have you for this! You don’t know me-” He screams and shouts but the men don’t listen. Instead, they take their places in the shadows, staying silent. Hector is in a small room with only a dim light above his head. It looks like an interrogation room because the walls are soundproof and there’s a mirror at the opposite end. The door is the only way in and out of the room. Suddenly, the door bursts open and Ryder enters the room with a wide smile. “Hi Hector!” He cheerfully greets his nemesis. “I hope you are very uncomfortable here.” “Release me!” Hector growls. “I didn’t hurt Scarlett! She’s lying. We’re having an affair! She’s just trying to-” Ryder sighs and leans down to meet Hector in the eye. Hector cowers as a cold anger seeps from Ryder. Even though he’s
A car pulls up in front of the Hawkins mansion and dumps a large bag on its steps of the gate before driving away. It’s the early hours of the morning and everyone inside the mansion is sleeping. The bag, however, is moving and making grunting noises.Luckily, a guard has spotted the car and is curious about the bag. Most of the guards have gone for Master Hector’s work while the others are at the airport to pick up Vincent and he’s the only one left for the night. He frowns as he walks up to it and unties the rope.“Master Hector!” The guard gasps as Hector’s angry form appears from it, tied and gagged up. He’s struggling to be freed. The guard unties him.“When is my father coming?” He growls at the guard.“Sir, are you hurt-”“WHEN IS HE COMING?” Hector snarls.“H-He’s coming home around 9 AM-”Hector doesn’t linger around but dashes inside the mansion. He runs past Amelia’s room, his footsteps thundering down the hallway. Hector rushes into the room he shares with Elle.“Elle!” He
Ryder’s car pulls up in front of the isolated bridge. Scarlett is with him and they get out of the car, wondering why Kat called them there. She’s standing on the bridge with Jim, looking grave. “What’s going on?” Ryder asks her. “Why did you ask for a search party?”Kat’s phone call was strange. She requested to borrow his men to conduct a search in this area. Several divers are in the deep water below, searching for something.“Elle is up to something,” she says at once. “I was tracking her phone last night and found her lingering here.”This makes Scarlett raise her eyebrows. “What was she doing here?” She asks. “I don’t know but it was around 2 AM in the morning. She was driving near the forest and stopped there for a while. Then she came here and then left. It was making no sense.”“I think she was trying to get rid of something,” Jim concludes. “We’re just trying to figure out what it is.”“How can you be so sure?”Jim takes out a file from his briefcase and hands it to them.
The small room is cramped with darkness and silence, gradually eating away his sanity. There’s a dim light above his head but it’s not of use in front of the abyss he’s staring into. His palms are clammy and his head is filled with many questions. However, his body is rejecting everything, putting him in a state of paranoia mixed with absolute shock.Everything is a blur. The only thing he remembers is the police dragging him away as his half brother lay dead. Did he feel sad for his brother’s death? No.There’s no sadness in him for the death of his brother. That man meant nothing to him, but seeing Hector’s lifeless body in front of him carved a hole in his heart. It feels empty and hollow, as if all the joy is gone. He never wanted things to end this way but it did.SLAM!The door bursts open and a gruff looking detective enters the room followed by a familiar face. Troy doesn’t show any signs of recognition when he spots Jim behind the older detective. Jim stands at a corner while
The precinct is filled with chaos as the police officers rush around to save the suspect in their investigation room. Troy is nearly unconscious with pain but Jim is lightly slapping him every once in a while to keep him awake.“How the hell did this happen?” Harry snarls. “He’s a kid! How come he suffered a heart attack?”“Kids nowadays suffer from heart attacks too,” Jim grunts as he keeps an eye on Troy. “Blame junk food. Besides, I think his mother had a history of heart disease. I heard the late Mrs. Hawkins died of a heart attack.”Harry grumbles. He’s eyeing a promotion and a big paycheck from Vincent Hawkins. He can’t let the kid die!“Do something!” Harry spits at Jim.“I’m not a paramedic!” Jim replies, feeling irritated. He checks the clock on the wall. Ryder and his group are supposed to arrive any minute…They hear the sound of an ambulance from a distance. Within seconds, a group of paramedics storm into the precinct.“He’s on the second floor investigation room!” One of
“F*CK!” Vincent screams and throws the laptop across the room. It smashes against the wall, breaking into half. Jeremy is standing in front of him, unfazed by his boss’s reaction. His mind is on something evenmore grave.“How the hell did he escape?” Vincent growls. The media is having a field day. The detective who was in charge of Troy’s case was found tied to a tree along with his partner and Troy was gone! Someone from the police department leaked the news to the media and now, everyone is making fun of the Hawkins family saga. The comments online are brutally damaging VIncent’s reputation.“Isn’t this the same family which sent their ex daughter-in-law to prison without proof?” One commenter wrote.“His elder son was a d*ck to everyone,” another post claims. “He tormented the office staff!”“I heard he was a pervert too.”“His ex had so much class!”“Troy goes to my school and we can tell he did not get along with his brother. Then again, his brother was a jacka** back in his day
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*Three years later*Ryder is in the study, intently reading the books sprawling in front of him. He’s completely absorbed in them, memorizing every bit of detail.“Feed the baby every two to three hours,” he murmurs. “Change diapers after four to six hours. Where’s the part on how to help with digestion?”Ever since Scarlett announced her pregnancy, Ryder has been extremely cautious of her every need. Whether it’s at day or night, he’s ready to get her anything, do anything she wants. She has the strangest cravings especially at night so Ryder stocked the fridge with everything she might want. From pineapples dipped in tabasco sauce to even bananas on pizzas, there isn’t anything he left out.“Ryder!” Scarlett’s voice comes from their bedroom. Instantly, he drops the books and runs to help her.“What is it?” He asks. “Is it ice cream? Or do you want strawberries with mustard again?”Scarlett blinks at him in surprise before bursting into laughter. “I just wanted to ask which color do
A soft breeze is flowing by, making the colorful flowers sway like delicate ballerinas. The vast garden has been set up with several mahogany benches. Every bit of the garden has been neatly trimmed and roses of all colors have been planted along the entrances to add a natural sophistication.The entrance is made of an arch with green leaves and twigs elegantly entangled together. A scent of fresh flowers and soil is enchanting the guests who have arrived. The groomsmen are busy showing the guests to their seats. They didn’t invite a lot of people but a large chunk of the guests are Ryder and Scarlett’s old friend who are indebted to the couple for their inherent kindness.In the midst of the picturesque garden is a breathtaking altar crafted with scarlet and vermillion flowers of all kinds. Set against the vibrant sunset, the arch is softly glittering in the multicolor hues as it stands on sturdy pillars. The flowers are soft, yet fiery, blooming vibrantly like flames. The gentle bre
*One month later*Everyone is tense. Scarlett is standing still while Kat keeps on rubbing her back to reassure her that it will be fine. Troy is there as well along with Jim and Jeremy who are equally worried. Sitting on a wheelchair is Miranda, who’s weak but hopeful. They’re all standing outside a room, separated by a glass window. On the other side are Ronan and a pair of nurses with Ryder. Ryder is sitting still on a bed, his eyes still covered with bandages. His heart is racing and he’s taking several deep breaths. Ronan slowly undoes the bandages to reveal Ryder’s closed eyes.“When I count to three, slowly open your eyes,” he instructs. “Very slowly, alright? Don’t get too excited.”“Got it.”“1…2…3…”Ryder slowly starts to open his eyes. Scarlett holds her breath, her heart still. Every second feels long and torturous as she watches Ryder opening his eyes until finally, they’re fully open. For a moment, no one speaks. Ryder is simply staring into space, not saying anything.
Ryder is rushed to the hospital, his eyes still bleeding. Scarlett, Troy, and Jim are pale faced as Ronan takes a look at Ryder’s state.“His eyes won’t even last a month!” Ronan tells them. “He has been under too much stress. We must operate on him, but there’s no donor-”“There is!” Scarlett declares. Everyone stares at her in shock when she points at Elle’s corpse which is lying on another bed.“Her blood type was B negative and she died just today,” Scarlett goes on. “I’m sure she can donate.”Ronan, Troy, and Jim are astonished. Did Scarlett plan all this by herself?“We’ll need permission from her family-” Ronan begins but Scarlett is already prepared. She takes out a permission form for organ donation.“I’ve already signed it,” she states. “As her only family member, I give you the full authority to donate all her workable organs. Now, give her eyes to my husband. Now!”…He tries to move his eyelids but the agonizing pain is weakening him. There are muffled sounds around him,
Elle cries in agony as Vincent’s men beat her up. Scarlett is kept in a corner, bloody but untouched. Vincent knows that as long as Ryder has the evidence against him, he can’t hurt Scarlett, but Elle is a different issue.“Please!” Elle begs. “I-I swear I’m pregnant-”A guard kicks her so hard that her rib cracks. Vincent holds up his hand and the guards stop beating her. They’re in a soundproof room which doesn’t let any sound escape nor come in. This is a special room designed for his hostages and Vincent loves to torment them here.“That last baby,” he sneers at her. “Was it also a sham?”“I…” Elle has no words. Vincent takes out another document which has pictures of Elle and the bald man together in bed. She squirms at the sight of them.“It was his, wasn’t it?” Vincent shouts at her.Elle only whimpers in pain. “I loved Hector!” She lies. “I-”“You had that man kidnap me so that you could have Ryder to yourself,” Scarlett speaks up. Vincent turns to her.“What did you just say?
The vans stop at the bottom of the hill and everyone starts to climb on foot. They’re all wearing green and brown jackets to camouflage themselves. The men have split into two groups: one is being led by Ryder and Troy while Jim is infiltrating the hill from the other side. They slowly crawl to the top until they spot a heavily fortified gate which has electrified barbed wires on top. A pair of armed guards are standing at the front while there might be more at other entry points. Ryder motions Troy and his men to wait while he goes around the building.He quietly crawls in the bushes, keeping an eye on the gates from afar. The stream seems to be leading to another entry point where there are a few guards who are carrying food and supplies inside. Ryder waits and observes them to memorize their movements. There are around four guards out of which two are carrying the boxes while the other two are keeping an eye on the surroundings. There are CCTV cameras around the building too.Ryde
Scarlett slowly opens her eyes. Everything is blurry and her head is heavy. The left part of her neck is throbbing hard. She winces as she lifts her neck up to take in her surroundings.The place she’s in is windowless with only one door at a corner. The walls are of a pasty yellow color, the paint peeling off in many places. She can hear the faint sound of water running somewhere and she can sniff the scent of wet petrichor in the air.A hill, she deduces. She must be somewhere near a hill which has a waterbody. Scarlett looks down and is relieved. They took off her jacket but she still has her shirt on. The button Kat gave her is still stitched on it.The door opens and a thin figure walks in to gloat at her.“You!” Scarlett barks at Elle. Elle merely smirks.“Hello, sis,” she grins. “Long time, huh?”Scarlett only glares at her in fury. The sight of Elle’s happy face makes her want to throw up. Seeing this woman gloating is making her skin crawl.“You’re really now out in the open,
Elle pulls out a large garbage trolley and with great difficulty, shoves Scarlett into it. She’s already wearing the garbs of a cleaning lady and covers Scarlett’s unconscious form with several bags. She puts on a mask and slowly pushes the trolley out.A guard is indeed standing there. He spots the cleaner coming out of the toilet and is about to approach her but he’s blocked by a group of men who are coming out of the men’s toilet, chatting loudly. Taking her chance, Elle pushes the trolley, walking far away. The guard doesn’t follow her, distracted once again when his phone rings.Elle pushes the trolley outside the restaurant and keeps on pushing it until she reaches an alley. Sliding the trolley into the alley, she quickly pushes it till she reaches a black van. Several men come out of it and they take out Scarlett’s body and shove her into the back of the van.“Let’s take her to Vincent’s hideout,” Elle instructs. “Ryder and his men will swarm the place soon.”“Yes ma’am!”She g
*A Few hours ago*The car is slowly backing out of the mansion. Scarlett’s eyes are fixed on it, her feelings mixed between dread and a strange happiness. She’s dreading that she may never see her home again while she’s also happy because she can return Ryder his life back.How many years has he been suffering like this? It pains her heart to see him hide his pain. He smiles to mask the torment he’s suffering inside, his love for his family greater than any desire for vengeance. It’s ironic, she ruefully thinks. There was a time when she was fixated on vengeance. All she wanted was to destroy the Hawkins family and wipe them off the earth. Her longing for revenge would have blinded her if Ryder hadn’t entered her life. The freedom she seeked was in front of her all along.Yes, she feels free when she’s with him. He makes her heart beat like crazy and eases her mind. Every moment with him is filled with happiness and despite the dangers which loomed around them, for the first time in