When I woke up, I was alone in a room. It wasn't even the same room I was in. It was a much better room.I was connected to IV and oxygen, and I had some pain in my stomach.Using my hand, I feel myself and feel small patches. They operated on me. I feel destroyed. I will never be able to have children.When a nurse opened the door and peeked in, tears started flowing. She saw me awake and go out. This was strange.Ten minutes later, an older doctor enters.- Good afternoon, Miss Green.- Doctor.He grabs the chair and sits down next to me. Again, it's very strange.- I don't know what games you play or in what environments you move, but some news follows those who accompany you.- I don't understand.- Your fiancé wanted us to operate on you. Then, a group of criminals invaded the operating room, threatened our families, and cut off our hands if we completed the surgery. You said you didn't want the operation but signed the papers. Tell your friends that we made the operation incomp
DavidI entered the room, and the old man was sleeping. One arm was tied to his chest, and several cloth straps held him back from getting out of bed.I untie the straps and wake up the man, who looks at me confused.- You can go home. - May God forgive me for this sin, too.I left and hid on the stairs I had climbed.Shortly after, the man dressed in a hospital gown leaves the room. He looks everywhere without realizing where he is, and then he moves towards the door where I am.- Fuck.I hold the door, preventing him from opening it, and he starts screaming. The nurse must have seen him and run to him.- Mr. River, what do you do outside of bed? How did you get loose?- Help. Mammy, where are you? Help.The other nurses were resting and appeared sleepless.The four together manage to take the man to bed, who, in fear, urinates.I take advantage and look for room 126.I enter and am left in the darkness.Sara was awake due to the commotion outside, and the light that came in when I o
DavidMy team realized the mistake of having caused the collapse of those three families ahead of time and did not make the same mistake again. Everything was being organized so they would all fall simultaneously, but even I couldn't imagine the extent of my father's power.The search for his first wife continued, and I was unaware of any further deals. As before, Mickael took care of everything, and I was no longer needed for anything. My father told me I would take care of one of the family's businesses, but with the problems that were going on, I should focus on my own business and prove to him that I could make good money.I felt a shadow behind me, but nothing that betrayed me was made at daylight.Sarah had returned to work and helped with Orange's business when my father told her to, but she spent the rest of her time preparing for the wedding.My people had already removed what they could from Sarah's mother's house, and Sara had already gotten rid of the nurse, which freed u
DavidThey injected me with something. I don't know where they took me, but I'm in a basement similar to where Michael's mother was trapped. It's not the same place, that's for sure.When I opened my eyes, I was tied to a chair and gagged.I try to free myself, but the chair is not only made of metal but is bolted to the floor.A glance made me identify what looked like blood on the floor. They probably executed someone there.Will this be the end of me?Did I do everything too confidently and get caught?Hours pass, or at least it seems like hours to me, as the urge to piss increases overwhelmingly.Thirst also increases. Wherever I was, the heat was very high, and if they didn't open the door, I would soon be in trouble as I felt the oxygen running low.Suddenly, a little fan started to work, and the sticky air in that room started to renew.I thought they were going to come and question me now, but they didn't do anything, and I ended up letting out urine because I couldn't contain
SarahDavid disappeared again. I think something must be happening but it's best not to ask.I continue organizing my wedding and trying to collect evidence, but David doesn't want me moving where I shouldn't. I don't know what to do now that he hasn't shown up to see me.- Sarah, my dear, what are you thinking? - Sorry? Oh Simon, I'm sorry, I was thinking about my mother.- Thinking about that old woman who must be having a good life and ignoring what I say? You don't seem like a bride-to-be thinking about your groom.- Sorry, you're right, but I'm very worried.- Whatever. However, I was saying that I found a perfect place for our wedding, but we will have to advance the wedding date to have all the guests I want in that room.- Advance? But I still don't have anything organized.- I've already spoken to the magistrate, and our wedding will be on the 20th of next month.But that's less than a month. You wanted the perfect wedding, and there wouldn't be time.- With money, anything
DavidThe weekend came without me being able to move freely and without the police showing up at Simon's office.What the weekend brought was Sarah going into my father's bed.Now I'm going to go crazy.Being in the room knowing that right next door, Simon had the body of the woman I love and who loves me back is unimaginable to any mortal.To say that the situation was horrible is an understatement, but every time Sarah looked at me, I could read in her eyes the prayer that I wouldn't interfere.I started spending many more hours at my club, with no desire to be there at all. The club was just a means to an end, but it was just a hiding place at that moment.At one of those moments, an idea came to me: We would have to kidnap Sarah.Sousa would have to continue to take care of everything for me, and I know that my boss would hate the idea, but I believe they would do it because they needed me to focus on work.My idea of kidnapping Sarah had to be done immediately after the raid on
SarahWhere the hell am I? I rub my head, trying to remember how I got there, but I'm dizzy, and my head is all fuzzy.It takes me a few seconds to remember what happened and jump out of bed.I was fully dressed, which was a relief, but when I looked around, I saw that the bed was in a windowless place, and the only door that existed was closed.I stagger to my feet and try to open the door, but it's locked.When I hear noise from the other side, I look around for something to defend myself with. The only thing I see is a small bench, so I grab it by the legs and stand behind the door.When someone opens the door and comes in, I swing the bench and hit the man in the head with all my strength, but he feels me and avoids the full blow, still falling to the floor.I lift the bench again for a second blow, but someone grabs my arm, stopping my movement, and I turn around and hit him in the balls with a knee.- Fuck, Sarah, it was David who sent us. Fuck, that hurt. - says the second man,
David When I was discharged, my father had already gone home. Sousa was also discharged, and we went together to my car, which my father had sent to pick me up. As we go down the elevator, he says to me: - Everything went perfectly, but hitting me like that was rude. My brain almost comes out of my nose. I have to laugh. - I hope you don't have any more inventions like these. When you get home, I will know the results of the searches, but we will already know if they have found anything.- I didn't expect results. It was a means to an end. I bet the media is having a field day with all of this. - You must not know your father. This will be hushed up in no time. - True. We got into the car and went to my house in silence. Then, the car took Sousa to his house, and I dismissed him and the driver until I returned to the club the next night. I entered the house, and my father was arguing with my brother. - I don't care about the whore. I want to know who took her. If it
DavidI know I have a tail. Every time something happens or I go somewhere, my father knows exactly where I am. But whoever he is, he's good. Even someone with experienced eyes like me can't identify it.Nobody knows me. Well, that's not true. One person knows almost everything about me. Sousa, my partner.Not even Theo, my best friend, knows what I've been doing in the last four years that I haven't returned to the US.It's hard to keep this part of my life secret from Theo. I can trust him, but he would be in danger if he knew.My father doesn't even dream. No one dreams, in reality, that the only good thing he, my father, did for me was send me to England.God, I shudder to think what my fate would have been if he had decided to continue trying to shape me into his image.He thinks he can do it now, without the rebelliousness of my 16-year-old self, but I'm not the same person he sent away.However, when I searched Sarah's office and Simon's office here at home, I hadn't found any
SarahI knew this was crazy, but I couldn't resist him.All my senses told me to run from David Campbell, but his kisses made me forget the reality of my life and lose myself in pleasure.Everything about this was wrong and put me and my family in danger.- David, we can't. – I say without much conviction.- Do not think. Let your heart speak for you. You want me as much as I want you.- I'm engaged to your father. He will kill us.- You can't marry someone you don't love. You want me; you don’t want my father.- You don’t understand.- What do I don’t understand? What do you think will happen if you don’t marry him? Are you that afraid?- My life is not important. The important thing is to keep my family safe.I move away from him, knowing I let him desperate at the loss of contact.He follows me, traps me between him and the door, and searches for my lips.I try to resist, I swear I try, but the smell of his breath clouds my senses, and it’s impossible to resist.His hands ran over
SarahHe starts laughing, thinking I'm desperate.- There's no point in crying.- Please spare me. I'll do whatever you want.I can almost hear the pulleys rolling in the guy's head. The wound he had on his arm was superficial and no longer bleeding, which reminds me of Brian. I look at him, and he was breathing, but he was still unconscious and bleeding a lot. If the bleeding didn't stop, he wouldn't last long.- send the weapons here.I obey.- get undressed cow. I'm going to give you the biggest fuck of your life. Who knows, you might convince me to let you live using what you have between your legs.Good, he falls into the trap. I start to undress slowly. He could see me in, because I wasn't going to live long.- All. I want you lying naked in that same place.That's right, idiot. Because the knives are really here.I lie down and he looks at me with a lascivious look. The cap he had on his pants was visible.He puts the gun on the table.- don't do anything crazy. – he says witho
SarahHe starts laughing, thinking I'm desperate.- There's no point in crying.- Please spare me. I'll do whatever you want.I can almost hear the pulleys rolling in the guy's head. The wound he had on his arm was superficial and no longer bleeding, which reminds me of Brian. I look at him, and he was breathing, but he was still unconscious and bleeding a lot. If the bleeding didn't stop, he wouldn't last long.- send the weapons here.I obey.- get undressed cow. I'm going to give you the biggest fuck of your life. Who knows, you might convince me to let you live using what you have between your legs.Good, he falls into the trap. I start to undress slowly. He could see me in, because I wasn't going to live long.- All. I want you lying naked in that same place.That's right, idiot. Because the knives are really here.I lie down and he looks at me with a lascivious look. The cap he had on his pants was visible.He puts the gun on the table.- don't do anything crazy. – he says witho
SarahHe starts laughing, thinking I'm desperate. - There's no point in crying. - Please spare me. I'll do whatever you want. I can almost hear the pulleys rolling in the guy's head. The wound he had on his arm was superficial and no longer bleeding, which reminds me of Brian. I look at him, and he was breathing, but he was still unconscious and bleeding a lot. If the bleeding didn't stop, he wouldn't last long. - send the weapons here. I obey. - get undressed cow. I'm going to give you the biggest fuck of your life. Who knows, you might convince me to let you live using what you have between your legs. Good, he falls into the trap. I start to undress slowly. He could see me in, because I wasn't going to live long. - All. I want you lying naked in that same place. That's right, idiot. Because the knives are really here. I lie down and he looks at me with a lascivious look. The cap he had on his pants was visible. He puts the gun on the table. - don't do anything crazy. – h
SarahThe shots don't stop, and I don't have my weapons. The police didn't let me keep any. Idiots. And now? How I defend myself.Oreo looks at me without realizing what's going on. He never comes inside, and now I'm here clinging to him in the kitchen.As suddenly as the shots started, they stopped. I wouldn't know if the Interpol men won or if they were lying dead on the ground.No more shots were fired at my window, but that doesn't mean anything. They didn't expect me to be watched.- Stay. – I order Oreo, stretching out my index finger, and he lies on the floor.Carefully, I leave my hiding place, move close to the floor, and go to the counter, where I take a knife from the drawer. Then, still crawling, I go to the entrance and look outside.Nothing could be seen, which was a bad sign. If the police had won, they would certainly be coming here to find out if I was alive.I wait a few moments and nothing happens.Would they have killed each other mutually?Of course, expecting th
SarahAfter last night, the last thing I needed was to be woken up by Simon. When I pick up the phone, I can't help but roll my eyes.- Good morning, Simon. Don't tell me that David is in trouble again.- No. That idiot has a hangover. It serves him well. Anyway, I wanted to tell you to stop by my office before going to work. I need to talk to you face to face.- I'll be there as fast as possible, but did I do something wrong? I got David…- You did nothing wrong, my dear. I want you at my office. You don’t need to run; I’m still at my house.And he hangs up.“Fuck. What he won’t now? Hope it’s not sex.”I can stop a chill in my stomach.Flashback to hellAlone, locked in the office of the man who caused her father's death, she begs under the man's cold gaze.- Miss Scott, business is business. Your father knew the conditions when he accepted my money. What do I care if you're going to live on the street with your mother? That property is not even enough to cover the remaining debt.-
SarahTo my amazement, I smell freshly brewed coffee when I wake up.I get up, do my morning rituals, and get dressed for work. When I enter the kitchen, David is making scrambled eggs.He feels my presence, and turning his head back, and with a smile, he says:- Good morning, Sarah. I took the liberty of making breakfast. Sit down, and I'll serve you. There you have coffee, freshly squeezed orange juice, French toast, bacon, and... - he turns and pours some of the scrambled eggs onto a plate near me. - scrambled eggs.- Thank you for the breakfast, but you shouldn't have bothered yourself with me. I only drink coffee in the morning.- Oh, come on, Sarah. Just eat a little. You will not regret it. My French toast is the best you have ever had. - I roll my eyes. - At least keep me company.- My name is "Stepmother" or Miss Scott.David holds up his hands and grimaces. Sit down and start eating.I sigh and sit in front of him. Maybe eating a little wouldn't be that bad; the aroma of ba
- Do you think what she knows could harm us? - Anything can harm us, but she doesn't know anything to prove my involvement. Many things connect her to business more than to me. - And the wedding?- I already ordered everything to be canceled. I will publish that my fiancée has not yet been found and that the wedding has been postponed. - Dad, wouldn't it be wise to keep LA out of crime for now? Father is rich, and the business is legal… - Don't be stupid. No one can find the trail of what I do. As for legal business, I have an idea. - What idea? - Your brother will hate it, but it's the perfect solution. - What solution? - I ask, confused. - I will pass all legal business into your name. - You're right. Mickael won't accept it... - … and I'll pass on the other business to Mickael. Mickael wants to be the boss, and the business's value is five times what the legal business gives. Michael won't be upset... much. - Is the father going to retire? Don't be an idiot. I will ret