Dylan stayed down in the den for a while until he finally felt like himself at first he thought to just leave Anastasia alone and explain everything in the morning but he knew the way her mind worked and the more time he stayed without explaining, the more time that she had to believe that his words were true. The thing was, his words were far from the truth, so he got up and took the stairs up to her room. He knocked, and then he opened it up, he looked at the bed, and at first, he thought that she was asleep, but the way her body shook her could tell that she was crying. He immediately walked to the bed and sat down by her side. “Please don't cry, Anastasia.” I tell her. “Why? This was what you wanted right? You said what you said to hurt me, and it worked; congratulations, you can leave now.” Anna told him but she didn't turn around to look at him. “No, I didn't mean anything I said down there; I was angry, and you kept on asking questions, so I took it o
The next day, Anna felt something poking her on her arm and she opened her eyes to see that it was Emma. “Good morning, my baby. Did you sleep well?” Anna asked Emma as she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. “Yes mummy, but I'm hungry now.” Emma told Anna. “OK, how about you go brush your teeth, and then we can go downstairs and get something to eat.” Anna told her daughter and she ran back to her room to brush her teeth. Anna smiled at her sweet girl; she wasn't showing any signs of her kidnapping affecting her; she was still the same happy little girl. Anna got up from the bed and when she tried to walk, she felt different, a little bit sore. She hadn't been with a man since her one-night stand, and Dylan was packing. She smiled when her mind went back to last night and when she remembered what Dylan told her. She didn't want to hope for too much but him saying that he wanted to sleep with her again must mean something. “I'm done, mummy.” Emma said a
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