Mable suddenly stopped struggling and looked up at Blair. “Even if I take everything back, would you believe that whatever I said was false? Blair, when did you start to lie to yourself? Maybe you really love me—Mmph!” Before she could finish talking, Blair pushed her up against the wall and sealed her lips with his. Blair clutched her chin and ravished her lips violently. Only by doing so could he stop her from riling him up with words. He kissed her roughly, biting her lip until they tingled. It was as if he was punishing her, refusing to let her escape.“Umm, hmph, ugh, mmph!” Mable glared at Blair angrily. At this rate, she might lose herself in the kiss. His cold hand somehow ended up on her hip. Mable shuddered, going weak on her knees. Blair wrapped his arm around Mable’s thin waist, pulling her body close to his. “You’re stubborn, but at least your body is honest. You’ve been a bad girl, Mabes.” Gritting her teeth, Mable steeled herself and slammed her palm o
Seeing Blair’s reaction, Solomon and Kyle exchanged looks and got the message. Blair’s outburst had something to do with Mable. Now was not the time to involve her. Otherwise, Blair might have a worse outburst. Solomon wished things were different. Blair and Mable were fine not too long ago. Why was there trouble in paradise out of the blue? It must have been a huge deal since Blair was furious. Maybe Mable cheated on Blair. Lost in his thoughts, Solomon took a punch in the gut. It hurt so bad that Solomon cursed Mable out in his mind. She was something else to piss Blair off. Blair could easily fight two on his own. He had no problems with fighting, especially during his manic episodes. Solomon and Kyle were no match for Blair even when teamed up. It did not take long before they were beaten black and blue. Solomon swore under his breath and looked at Kyle. “This isn’t working.” Kyle evaded Blair’s punch and turned toward Aunt Grace, who kept her distance from t
Anthony said he wanted to buy Mable lunch today when he dropped her home last night. “Alright. I’ll pick you up.” Anthony sounded pleased. “It’s okay. Just text me the address of the restaurant. I’ll make my way over.” “Okay.” After the phone call, Anthony took less than five minutes to send a text over. Mable put on some makeup, picked a random outfit, and fed 23 before setting out. Anthony and Mable arrived around the same time at the chosen restaurant. She was speechless to see Anthony holding a bouquet of champagne roses. “Flowers for the pretty lady.” Anthony presented the champagne roses to her. “I don’t like them.” Mable did not accept the flowers. She promised Blair he was the only person she would accept roses from. A person who once owned a garden of roses would not think a bouquet of roses was good enough. Anthony lamented as he handed the flowers to his assistant. “Really? What do you like? I’ll make sure to get your favorite flowers next time.”
As Mable yelled, the two masked men pulled the trigger. Mable bolted over and pulled away the woman closest to her. They rolled onto the ground, evading the incoming bullets in a near escape. “Get up, quick!” Without stopping to think, Mable tried to help the woman up when someone put a gun to her head. “Don’t move!” The woman next to Mable turned white as a sheet as she fell onto the ground and passed out. Mable looked up and coldly met the eyes of the armed robber. “Get inside!” With a gun stuck to her head, the robber pushed Mable into the bank. She saw another five to six armed robbers in the bank. Mable had to sit tight since there were many innocent people involved. The robber pushed Mable, whose hands were up in the air, into the bank. “Hands over your head, and on your knees!” Mable obeyed the instructions and glanced at the scared others. She took a quick assessment of the situation in the hall. There were seven robbers, all of them armed. Two were
Someone shouted on the outside, “Take it easy. We are working on getting everything you asked for.” The leader of the robbers scoffed and fired a shot at the bank manager’s leg. “Agh!” The bank manager shrieked in pain and collapsed to the ground. The hostages on the ground were terrified. The leader of the robbers put a gun to Mable’s head and looked at the cops outside arrogantly. “Give me that bull crap, and I’ll kill another.” Mable tensed her jawline. These robbers were not ordinary people. Not only were they always a step ahead of the authorities, but they were not intimidated by the police presence. Most importantly, they were bloodthirsty. If Mable’s guess was correct, these people had blood on their hands before. “Stop screaming. Shut up!” One of the robbers kicked the injured bank manager. Mable glanced at the bank manager and said, “I’m a doctor. Let me tend to his wound, or he’ll bleed out.” “A doctor?” The leader of the robbers looked at Mable and
It was 10:00 PM at Lindars Castle. Fasier experienced a drop in temperature lately, with rain pouring down for days. Spike was sick again. The boy took his medicine and lay in bed at night. Spike looked at the photo of him and his mother on the phone, missing her so much. Spike missed his mother and wondered what she was doing now. It must be the afternoon in Dorland. Spike looked at his mother’s photo in hesitation. In the end, the longing was too strong, so he opened his contact list. He turned off the lights and snuck under the sheets before dialing the number. Spike listened to the ringing while holding his breath nervously. Ring, ring, ring—The call finally connected. Spike was on tenterhooks. For some reason, there was no sound on the other end of the line. Why was his mother not talking? It took a while before a strange man’s voice came on the call. “Hey? Hello?” Spike was taken aback. Who was the guy? Why was his mother’s phone with him? “Hello?
A member of the household help on duty upstairs came down to inform the group of the news. Tracey put her phone down and rushed upstairs with Kyle and Solomon. The sedative could put Blair to sleep for several hours. However, it could not ease his agitation. Blair woke up to a splitting head, ready for an outburst. Seeing how awful Blair looked, Tracey asked with worry, “Are you alright, Blair?” Solomon rubbed his shoulders. “Chill out, Blair. Kyle and I are hurt. We'll have to check ourselves into the hospital if we have to fight you again.” Kyle said, “I’ve contacted Paul. He’ll be here tomorrow.” Blair pinched between his brows and replied in a husky voice, “Get out. I need a moment to myself.” The best thing to do when he could not control his emotions was to stay away from them. “Blair—” Tracey was about to speak when the bedroom door swung open. Amos barged in, looking anxious. “Master Blair, Ms. Jefferson—” “Amos!” Solomon cut Amos off right away before A
Even though Mable could not see, she knew what was tied to her waist. It was a bomb. Mable held her breath, knowing better than to do anything reckless. It never occurred to her that these robbers would have bombs. The car raced along the road for an hour before stopping. The robbers hopped out of the car, and soon, a few more approached. “Boss, the coast is clear. Let’s get out of here.” “Come on.” The car engine roared. Mable guessed they must have gone with the other SUV. She cautiously moved her wrists and quickly untied the rope. Mable removed the blindfold and realized she was with the other hostages in the car. Her intuition was right. The robbers were long gone. She looked down at what was tied to her waist. As she suspected, it was a bomb. The bomb had not been activated, so it would not go off when she removed it. Mable sighed in relief and told the tied-up hostage next to her. “The robbers are gone. Turn to the side. I’ll untie you.” The hostage w