Lucas arrived at the house twenty minutes later and Anna sent him up to Dylan's room. When he got there, he could see that Dylan was pissed off, but he had no idea why. “Lucas, good you're finally here.” Dylan said when he looked up and saw Lucas and then he stopped pacing. “Yes Mr. Knight, I left the office as soon as you called. What's the emergency? Is it Kate?” Lucas asked Dylan. “No, it's not Kate. Let's go to the office and talk there.” Dylan said, and then he walked out of his room and down the hall to Mr Scott's home office, which was now his. He entered the office and Lucas closed the door behind him. He stilled for a moment. This was the second time he had been in this office since Mr. Scott died, but he didn't have time to dwell on that; he shook his head, walked behind his desk and took his seat. Lucas sat down on one of the two seats on the other side of the desk and waited for Dylan to tell him what was wrong. “Earlier t
Anna had not seen Dylan since he went up to his office; even after Lucas left, she thought he would come down and join her, but he didn't. So she spent the day playing with Emma and avoiding her mother's calls; she would call her once they were back in the States; if her father was dying, she had half a mind not to go at all, but another part of her wanted to. She wanted to talk it over with Dylan, but he had enough on his plate. Something was going in the garden, but she didn't pay attention to it, Emma was currently sleeping and Anna was tired of waiting for Dylan to come down so she decided to go up to her room and curl up with a book. She got to her room, took out her Kindle and lay on her bed. She was currently on page fifty of the book she was reading when there was a knock on her door. Anna looked up from her book and out her window and saw that the sun had gone down and that it was starting to get dark. Anna opened her door, and it was Nanny Sofia;
After dinner, Anna and Dylan both spent the night together and early in the morning, Anna snuck out of his bed so she would be in her bed when Emma woke up, it wasn't easy for her because all she wanted to do was to be held by Dylan as she slept, but she couldn't risk Emma catching them together in bed. Anna walked back to her room and checked in on Emma. She was still sleeping, but Anna knew she would be awake soon, so instead of going back to bed, she decided to get ready for the day. She brushed her teeth, washed her face and put on a crop top and jean shorts. She looked in on Emma one last time, and then she took her monitor with her as she walked down the stairs to the kitchen; she was shocked to see Dylan standing behind the counter, and he had a smirk on his face. “Surprised to see me, Anastasia?” He asked as he stalked towards her. “Mhhmmm.” Anna mumbled; every time she saw him shirtless, it always did something to her brain,, and she had a hard
Anna and Emma had just finished having breakfast when Dylan came into the kitchen. He did his best to hide it with a smile on his face, but Anna could tell that something was wrong. Dylan sat down and made sure that Emma took her drugs but Anna could tell that he wanted to talk. “Nanny Sofia, please can you take Anna out to the garden.” Anna said. “But I want to stay here with you and Daddy.” Emma whined. “I know sweet girl, we'll come out and join you soon. Daddy and mummy need to clean up the kitchen and that's stressful work.” Anna told Emma. “Yes, that's true, I'll wait, but don't take too long, ok.” Emma said as he looked at both of her parents. “We won't sweet girl.” Anna said and then Nanny Sofia came and took Emma out to the garden. “What's wrong? Did something happen?” Anna asked Dylan. “Nothing, we just need to leave earlier than I said.” Dylan told Anna but he wasn't meeting her eyes. “How soon?” Anna asked
When they landed in the States, it was late at night; they drove straight to Dylan's house. Emma fell asleep on the plane so Dylan carried her up to her room. “She's knocked out.” Dylan whispers to Anna as he wraps Emma up in her blanket. “Yes, she is. She was so excited.” Anna told him, he smiled down at Emma, and then he made sure that her monitor was on, and then he and Anna left the room. “What about you? Are you feeling sleepy?” Dylan asked Anna as they stood outside her room door. “No, I'm not. Probably the time change.” Anna said. “Yeah, that's probably what it is. Would you like to join me for a drink?” Dylan asked. “Yes, I'd like that.” Anna said, and then Dylan took her hand, and they both walked down the stairs to the bar. Anna took a seat on one of the barstools and Dylan went over to the other side of the bar to mix up their drinks. “What would you like?” Dylan asked Anna. “Can you make me the same drin
The Next Morning, Back At Mr. Smiths House. Mr. Smith was on the phone with his lawyer, trying to sort out James' case. Liam, who was now also assisting Mr. Smith, knocked frantically on the door. “Come in.” Mr. Smith snapped and Liam entered his office with his head bowed. “How dare you knock on my door like that, someone had better be dying.” Mr. Smith said. “I'm so sorry sir, but it's an emergency.” Liam said. “What bloody emergency?” Mr. Smith asked him. “Earlier this morning, the New York Times and People magazine ran the story of James arrest. It's on the front page; other news outlets saw it and confirmed it, and now everyone is running the news. It's everywhere, on all TV stations.” Liam said. Mr. Smith couldn't believe it, he did everything in his power to make sure that something like this did not happen. He put on his TV and scrolled through all the news channels, and he saw that Liam was right; it was breaking new
Mr. Smith was doing his possible best to keep his cool but Dylan knew that he had gotten under his skin. Immediately after the news broke, Dylan spoke to Alan about coming in and pitching an idea that could help their company. The thing was that the board would always do what was best for the company and not the CEO. Mr. Smith was a very good business man but even he couldn't anticipate Dylan being in his board room. “Thank you so much for that question, Mr. Smith. I thought I would be talking to your son actually, but it seems he's not here.” Dylan said. “Well, James stepped down as CEO a few days ago and I was voted in.” Mr. Smith answered, unknowingly falling into Dylan's trap. “Why is that? Did you know about him getting arrested?” Dylan asked, and there was a collective gasp around the table, but he didn't give Mr Smith a chance to save himself; he had done what he set out to do, which was to put distrust in the minds of the board members when it came t
Dylan had a long day, he was at Prestige till seven in the night, signing papers and making sure that everything was in place. He instructed the security at the company not to allow James or his father near the company and he also disabled their key cards. He had done what he set out to do. James' arrest was still making headlines, and other parts of the world had picked up the news, too. But Dylan knew taking Prestige from James and his father wasn't enough; yes, it was a big blow, but he had to make sure that Mr Smith didn't make any backroom deal to keep James out of prison. Dylan got into his car, and his driver took him home; he hadn't talked to Anna or Emma all day except for the one text message he sent to her before the board meeting; he was sure that would be worried and for some reason, that brought a smile to his face. He didn't know how it happened, but it did; Anna was a part of his life now. The car stopped in front of the house and Dylan got down. He
EPILOGUE. SEVEN MONTHS LATER. A lot had happened in the past seven months since Dylan ran to the airport to stop Anna from leaving. Now, it wasn't smooth sailing between them; they both put in the work by going to therapy and working on their relationship, and they were good now, only choosing to go to therapy twice a month. Dylan stuck to his word, and he was the best husband; the night they came back home, he told her everything about her life, from the moment he was taken away to London, he told her everything, not leaving out any detail. He had also waited on her, hand and foot, since he found out she was pregnant, not letting her do any strenuous activities; he was the perfect husband and father. In those seven months, something else also took place, the cases were tried in court and her father and Mr. Smith were both sentenced for murder and Mr. Smith was first murder and attempted murder. Her father was sentenced to thirty years and Mr. Smith was
Anna and Emma arrived at the airport about forty minutes later, they didn't have much, just two suitcases, one for Anna and one for Emma. Anna paid the driver, and she and Emma got out of the car. She held Emma's hand and used her other hand to wheel in the suitcases. They were about an hour early for their flight. They walked into the airport, and she checked in her bags, and their tickets were scanned. The attendant told her that they would announce when the flight started to board. Anna thanked her, and then she and Emma walked over to some chairs to sit down. Emma had been quiet throughout the journey, and Anna knew it was because she missed her dad; she hated that she was feeling that way; it was all her fault. She was the one that brought Dylan into their lives. “Hey, sweetie, do you want to watch some cartoons on my phone while we wait?” Anna asked Emma. “Sure, I guess.” Emma said as she shrugged. Anna put on Bluey for her and gave Emma t
After Anna was discharged, she spent two days on bed rest by order of Caroline; she didn't complain, though; it gave her enough time to think of her next plan. Just like she thought, Dylan had not come to look for her, and she didn't blame him; in the end, they weren't meant to be together; there were too many secrets and lies between them, but it still didn't change the fact that she loved him. Emma has been asking for him constantly, and Anna has had to lie that he was away on a business trip, but she knew that lie wouldn't last forever. So she had to plan, she knew one thing for sure, and that was she couldn't stay in New York, and if she was settling down in another place, it couldn't be London. So after two days of planning she decided that she and Emma would move to Australia, there was a hotel there that had been trying to poach her for months, so she called them and asked if the job was still available, they said yes and she accepted it. The job came with a
Anna blinked her eyes open and she was hit with a blinding light that she had to close her eyes and groan in pain. “Anna, are you awake?” She heard Caroline ask. She opened her eyes slowly so she could get used to the light, and when they were fully opened, she saw Caroline standing by her side. “Oh, thank God you're awake; you gave me quite a scare, Anna. I'll be right back, let me go and get the nurse.” Caroline said and then she left the hospital room. Anna was confused. How did she get here? The last thing she remembered was watching the press conference with Caroline and Emma was sleeping. Emma? Where is Emma? Anna frantically sat up on her bed as he looked around the room but there was no sign of Emma. Caroline walked back into the room with a nurse. “Welcome back Mrs. Knight.” The nurse said. “Caroline, where's Emma?” Anna asked, her voice was scratchy because her throat was dry. “They have a daycare here; I didn't think that you'd wan
After Dylan saw Anna's car drive off, every atom in his body wanted to go after her but he couldn't. He had to attend the press conference and he wasn't worried because Marcus was with her. Fucking Kate, it was like she planned it or something. He had to come in through the back and go up to his office because everyone thought that he was dead and then a few minutes after he walked into his office, Kate walked in. Her eyes were red and it was clear that she had been crying. When she saw him she hugged him so tight saying that she knew he wasn't dead, Dylan asked her why she was in his office and she said she was there to beg for her life and that Dylan should spare her, she confessed that she was working with James but only to get him away from Anna and they she had nothing to do with the plane crash. Dylan wasn't shocked to hear that she was working with James; I mean, it would explain the pictures they were sent to Anna; someone had to take them. While s
“Let's go to the living room so I'll be able to keep an eye on Emma.” Anna told Caroline. “Why do you need to keep an eye on Emma? Anna, what's going on?” Caroline asked again. “I'll tell you everything, let's just go sit down.” Anna told her and then they both went into the living room and sat on the couch facing the TV and opposite where Emma was sleeping so Anna was able to keep an eye on her. “You better start explaining yourself, Anastasia George, or is it Knight now?” Caroline asked her. Anna released a huge breath and then she proceeded to tell Caroline everything. How she met Dylan at the hotel, how she got into a contract marriage with him and in exchange, he agreed to protect her from James and bring him down. How they went to London, Emma's kidnapping, and her heart condition. She told her how they slowly but surely fell in love and admitted their feelings to each other. How everything was so good and then it all went so bad, from the th
Anna ran as fast as she could, she could hear Dylan call out her name behind her but she didn't stop to look back. It was all too much, he had lied to her about everything. She got into the elevator and frantically tapped on the button for the down floor. She could see Dylan getting closer, but the doors closed just in time. She wasn't free just yet, and she knew it; she wouldn't be until she got as far away from Dylan Knight as possible. The elevator doors opened, and she stepped out; she knew Dylan wasn't far behind, probably opting to use the stairs. She ran out of the lobby. She knew she was drawing attention to herself, but she didn't care. She stepped outside, and thankfully, Marcus listened to her and the car was still parked outside the office. She ran to the car and opened the door. “Drive Marcus now.” Anna told him with urgency. “What's going on Mrs. Knight?” Marcus asked her. “Just drive Marcus.” Anna told him as she looked back at t
Anna slowly brought out the folder that had her name on it. She opened it up and on the first page was her basic information, her name, date of birth, house address, place of work, things like that and then she flipped to the second page and she saw her pictures, pictures from when she was picking Emma up from school, going to work and coming back from work. Did Dylan have her followed? She continued flipping through the pages, and she could see that this folder was like a dossier on her life; everything about her was in that file: her marriage to James and her parents. Anna didn't understand why Dylan had this. It was when she flipped to the next page that her heart dropped to her stomach. They were pictures, and she recognised the place, it was the club, and she was more sure of it because, at the top of that page, it was written in block letters: ANNA SIX YEARS AGO. She looked at the pictures, and the more she flipped through them, the memories from that night
By the time Dylan was done with his call and he went up to their bedroom, Anna was asleep. His talking to her would have to wait till tomorrow, but he had to do it before the arrests were made because once they were made public, she would surely put two and two together. Especially since Lucas informed him that she wanted to find him, something happened when she went to see her parents, that had to be the only reason why she wanted to find him urgently. But what could've happened? Could she have found out the truth? No, that couldn't be it, whatever it was, he would ask her about it tomorrow morning after he told her the truth, that's if she was still talking to him after. He took off his shirt and trousers, left only his briefs on and then he got into bed with Anna and wrapped his arms around her, even in her sleep, Anna turned around, seeking his warmth. ************ The next day, Dylan woke up expecting to have Anna by his side, but when he opened his eyes