Meanwhile, back at the detention facility. The guard at the station walks to the cell where James and his accomplices are being kept. “James Smith, you have a phone call.” The guard announced and opened the cell door for James to step out, and he locked it back. James didn't look good at all; the men he hired had turned on him, and every night in the cell, they all took turns beating him up. The guard escorted James down to where he would take the phone call and then he took two steps back. “Hello.” James said, his voice was hoarse and low. “James, is that you?” Mr. Smith asked on the other side of the phone. “Father.” James couldn't believe it, his first night here, he tried calling his father with his one phone call but his father didn't pick up. “Just look at the trouble you've gotten yourself into. My son arrested for kidnapping a child. What were you thinking James?” His father shouted down the line, it was clear to James how disappoi
“I think it's time we had that talk.” Dylan said to Anna. Anna nodded her head reluctantly; she wasn't sure what Dylan would say; the man was unpredictable. He always ran hot and cold when it came to her. “The reason you're finding it hard to look me in the eyes is because of what happened last night right?” Dylan asked her, and she nodded her head again, and Dylan smiled. “Don't tell me I've rendered you speechless Anastasia?” Dylan asked her and he saw that fire that he loved in her eyes. She removed his fingers from beneath her jaw. “No Dylan, you have not rendered me speechless.” Anna told him. “That's good to know.” Dylan said but he had a smirk on his face. “I don't have time for your games, Dylan; just say what you want to say; I already know what it is.” Anna said as she released a frustrated sigh. “Really, well, since you've gotten to know me so well that you can read my mind, then how about you enlighten me.” Dylan said and An
“Good morning detective.” Dylan greeted. “Good morning Mr. Knight.” “To what do I owe this call?” Dylan asked. “Well, I wanted you to hear it from me first. I'm sorry, Mr. Knight, but earlier this morning, James was let out on bail.” “What the fuck did you just say, detective? Bail? How is that possible? He was caught on the scene of the crime.” Dylan said he was boiling with rage; he couldn't believe it. “Yes, I know that, and this case looked like a slam dunk until yesterday night, the other accomplices changed their statement. They said they were the ones in charge, and James was there under duress. Plus, it seems like James has a lot of connections. With all that, the judge granted him bail, and his father signed off on it that he would appear in court, so they also allowed him to go back to the States.” The detective explained to Dylan. “Why wasn't I informed immediately about this?” Dylan asked. “I wasn't here, sir. I came in for my
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