I paced back and forth in the room, growing restless with each passing hour. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t understand how to help my brother without betraying my husband. My brain and heart were in great conflict with these two people.My brain wants my brother back, but my heart doesn’t want to betray Luther again.I’d promised Ned that I would hand him Luther’s Mac within two days. But I wasn’t able to make the right decision. I was confused. I was very confused. Should I help my brother? He wanted my help. I still remembered his face. He looked so wounded and shattered and lost. He was broken and helpless. He and Winifred had lost their first child. It must have been painful. Did Luther torture them? Why didn’t he tell me he’d found my brother then? Huh, why would he even tell me? Who the hell am I to him? I sat down in the chair and put my head in my hands as my throat thickened with sobs. My mind wandered back to that day when I’d learned everything about Luther.‘Luther ma
I turned my head to Luther, who was lying next to me and sleeping soundly. His arm wrapped around my waist and his cheeks pressed against the pillow. I lifted my hand and gently ran my hand through his messy hair. I gazed at his lips that were slightly parted and small snores were escaping from those. I smiled and moved my hand down on his handsome face which looked charming, without a deep frown between his brows.My phone beeped with a text message. Sadness crushed me when I realized who could text me at 4 A.M. Ned! I had to leave Luther forever! I had no choice. I’m sorry Luther.I leaned over and gave a peck on his lips. I gently held his hand and placed it on the pillow and leaped to my feet. I tiptoed to the wardrobe and removed a pair of jeans and a top before disappearing into the bathroom. After a while, I got out and tied my hair into a ponytail, and grabbed my handbag. Suddenly, Luther’s shiny pistol caught my attention. I approached the nightstand and grabbed it. It was
Once I pulled up in front of the mansion, my pulse slammed against my neck. I swallowed hard and got out of the car. Nobody was in sight. I hesitated a moment before stepping into the mansion. I felt the adrenaline rushing through my body, and a cold sweat broke out on my back. I looked across the living room; it was perfectly still. Everything was completely frozen. I heard neither voices nor footsteps. I gasped and backed off when Luther came out of the blue. He was fully dressed in his dark suit. His hands were in his pants pocket and his sharp eyes fixed on me. “Where have you been?” He asked quietly, his expression unreadable. I swallowed hard, feeling my pounding heart against my chest. “I….” I turned, breathless with anxiety. “I...I’m…” I closed my eyes for a moment. I could not form a single word. “Where have you been?!” he growled and made me jump in fright. “Cassius….” I choked and tried to hold the tears back. “He….” Before I could speak, a black shadow came over me an
Again, my stomach rolled, and I dashed to the small bathroom and threw up. I vomited four times that day. I grabbed a towel and wiped my mouth off, feeling an acidic taste on my tongue. I leaned against the concrete wall of the toilet, feeling dizzy. I could not understand what was happening to me for the last few days. I had been feeling tired, sick, and dizzy. I gazed at the dark ceiling which only gave me a shiver down my spine. This place was very scary. No lights, only darkness. I didn’t know Luther treated all his enemies this way. Maybe he was granting me privilege because I got my food on time and even fresh clothes. The only problem I had been facing was a bed that stank horribly. Maybe that was the reason I had been throwing up for a few days. This place was small, smelly, and dirty. I never thought that such a place could be possible in such a splendid mansion.I huffed and turned to sink and splashed some cold water onto my face, wishing the cold liquid would ease my tens
I walked across the drenched grass that was sparkling with a ray of sunlight. A smile formed on my lips when I inhaled clean scents of mown grass and new leaves. Stepping up to the bench, I rubbed my arms and took a place on it. My eyes closed when I listened to birds singing. It had been a while since I enjoyed the morning. But something was missing! My heart sank when my mind drifted to Luther. I didn’t know where he was and how he was doing. It had been two days since that incident, but I hadn’t seen him since that day. Pain gripped my chest when his last words echoed in my head. ‘What about my bleeding heart?’Everything was going well between us until my brother. He had turned our life upside down. I had seen disappointment in Luther’s eyes. I disappointed him more than angry. And I knew he would never forgive me for this. Does he love me? “You’ll probably catch a cold if you stay here a few more minutes,” a voice said from behind me. I glanced at Mathew over my shoulder a
Third Person He saw thick black smoke billowing upwards and turning the pale blue sky into the dark and slowly swallowing up the entire sky. His heart hammered in his chest when he caught smoke coming from his house. Abandoning everything, he rose to his feet and ran towards it. He raced down the road and ran with his whole strength. Now, he could listen and felt people shouting and running towards it, he could smell the smoke now, acrid filling the air.And then he stopped dead in his tracks when he caught the sight of a burning mansion. His house! His family! And His only memories! The doors and windows cracked and burst all over the place as flames engulfed all that was in sight and sparing nothing. It looked like someone had set a bomb beneath it. The entire place exploded with fierce fire. He could see the explosion of orange flame that enveloped the beautiful mansion, raging through it in a flash and devouring everything in it. He could hardly breathe for the terror in his h
When I woke up this morning, a wave of nausea automatically hit me and I dashed to the bathroom and threw up. My eyes closed and pain gripped my chest when the realization hit me. I’m pregnant! I straightened myself and looked at my reflection in the mirror. My hand went on my flat tummy. Oh my god! Was I pregnant with Luther’s child? I still couldn't believe that I was pregnant, but every sign was showing that I was expecting a baby. A smile pulled my lips when I thought about the baby. How would that be? Girl or boy? Whether it's a boy or a girl, I don't care as long as it's Luther I'm happy. I peeled my clothes and stepped into the warm shower. The moment water splashed on my body, I shivered as water caressed my wounds. His marks were still on my body and still fresh. I could never forget how angry and how cruel he looked the other day.I knew Luther could do worse, I knew that he was capable of doing much worse. He had always attracted me, and he had always had the look that m
I ran my hand over the sheets that smelled like him. I knew last night he was here with me, in this room. I breathed sharply and closed my eyes, swallowing hard, and my chest tightened with pain. I had so many questions in my head, but no answers. Would he be happy if I left him forever? How could I leave him in this condition? He needs me, but he never shows me once. I felt like after the death of Cassius; we were getting closer with every passing day. I was startled when my phone rang out. I glanced at the phone on the nightstand and then checked the time: it was 4:30 A.M. Who had called me this early morning? I sat down and snatched it from the nightstand and caught the unknown number. Frowning, I picked up and brought the phone to my ear. “Mrs. Noelle Spraggins,” a deep and terrifying voice said. His voice was familiar, and then my eyes widened in shock when I recognized Devitos! “How’re you, sweetheart?” He laughed darkly and sensed my anxiety. “You don’t have to be scared o