KATIE’S POVAs my thumb slid over my phone, my eyes ran through various things people were saying in the online space. I had hoped the news would have eased up by now, but I had no such luck. If possible, more people were talking about me unliving Maverick. And it made me wonder why the news was yet to die down. Was it because Maverick was an influential man or because people just liked to blow up gossip? A little of both, I guess. Sighing, I turned my data off. I still felt a little sceptical about using my phone, and it was a terrible feeling not knowing if I could be tracked by it or not. To be on the safe side, I had avoided using it since, but now I just needed to know what was going on. And, of course, I hadn't found anything comforting.I slipped it into my purse. My luggage was still packed. I had only taken out some essential things and a new change of clothes when I got up this morning. Now I was dressed in a dark blue maxi gown, my head wrapped with a blue vintage scarf
KATIE’S POVMy phone vibrated, and I pulled it out hurriedly. I was already expecting a call from Doris.“Doris,” I whispered, tilting my head a little and doing a rather lousy work of acting like a regular civilian who wasn't running away from the law.“Listen, Katie,” Doris immediately went to the point as though she had little time. “A friend of mine is already at the airport waiting for you. He's standing beside a silver sedan, and when you meet him, I want you to tell him this.” She whispered a code, and I wrote it down on the hem of my dress.Not that I even had to write it since, at this moment in my life, I could hardly forget important details like this.“From there, you will be given everything you need to escape,” Doris continued. “I believe in you, Katie.”I wiped off the tears that had gathered in my eyes. I shouldn't draw attention to myself like this, but I couldn't help feeling emotional.Deep down, I knew I did nothing to deserve Doris' good deed. She was just about t
KATIE’S POV“I want it chestnut brown, you know, the rich kind.“ I said to the hairstylist standing before me. She nodded as she proceeded with my words. She had been shaking since I started speaking to her, and it was getting too much. I was beginning to wonder if she was listening to me. Well, I continued anyway; she had better do what I asked. “I want a blond streak down this side” I ran my hand through the left side of my hair. Tessa Kyle was going to look daring. “Alright.” The lady answered, tapping a chair in front of a mirror. I settled into the seat, facing my reflection in the mirror. A day with it, and I still hadn't gotten used to the emerald green eyes I now had. At least the contacts didn't give me any issues.If it were not a life-or-death situation that forced me to run away, this would have been a fun adventure. I am changing my identity and looks ultimately, living someone else's life, too. Hunter would have loved going on this adventure with me.I watched the hai
AUTHOR’S POVBlaze groaned as his phone vibrated over his left butt cheek. The second his eyes landed on the number, he gnashed his teeth. He had hung up earlier.“Forgot me so soon?” The stranger started before ruining Blaze’s mood further with his absurd laugh. “Who the hell are you?“ He threw at him, and the urge to make him pay overcame him“That piece of information isn’t your concern, Blaze. All you need to know is what I am capable of. Grant my request, and you find out.““That's technically impossible since I don't know who you are.“ Blaze scoffed.“I'm not a fool. If I reveal myself, you'll come after me first. So, to be sure you'll do as I say, all you need to do is announce that you're not interested in owning the company.“ The stranger continued.Blaze tried to see if he could familiarize himself with the stranger’s voice. Maybe he could figure out who he was from there, but he lied. That wasn't working.However, he had no interest in owning the company had never been, bu
AUTHOR’S POVAxel stared at the man sitting across from him with a scowl on. “What do you mean you can't find her?“ He roared.“We've searched most of the cities in the state, and there's no trace of her.“ Tristan responded, too calmer for someone who just delivered bad news.Axel gritted his teeth. He hated that he had to tell him this so early, successfully ruining his mood for the rest of the day. When Tristan had called to say he was coming, he had thought it would be with news of her arrest and subsequent punishment. “How can you not find her? She's just one woman, and she's not even that smart.“ Or instead, she was, since she had managed to kill his father and evade the police without issues. He would never have thought she could get away.Tristan sighed. He hated this part of his job, and when the inspector had told him he would be the one to say to them Katie could not be found, he wished he could refuse. But he had been the one Blaze had called when they found evidence, and
AUTHOR’S POV“You know what, we'll decide this later," Blaze said to Axel. They had been standing here for minutes now, talking about the funeral stuff and whether or not their father should be cremated and all whatnot. Blaze honestly couldn't care less about that, but he knew they had to decide soon.“Later, as in when?“ Axel asked. Blaze seemed absent-minded, but there was something he came to talk about, and he was still finding a way to lead up to it without looking greedy. “Maybe when Hunter's around. This involves all three of us, can't just jump to conclusions without asking Hunter's opinion.“ There, he had found a perfect excuse to get out of this conversation. Axel was boring him, and he would rather be sleeping now.“Hmm, guess you're right about that.“ Axel agreed. He saw the relieved expression on Blaze's face and nearly chuckled because he was just getting started.“I'm sure Hunter will have a say in how we're going to share Dad's property, too.“ He continued.“None of u
AUTHOR’S POVBlaze stared at the cameras playing before him, watching his workers do their jobs. Now, that was usually an entertaining way to spend his time, especially on dull days like this. However, today was different. He was finding it difficult to focus on anything. It was not a surprise, though, seeing how many things had been happening lately.It was afternoon, and Bill hadn't said anything about his mystery caller. Maybe Bill was slacking off again. Well, he would have to wait till evening. His eyes lingered on the hallway leading to his office; he could see the manager approaching his door. And he couldn't help but wonder what he wanted. Sure, Blaze wasn't doing anything anyway, but he despised being interrupted.He knew the knock was coming before it sounded, so he answered first. "Come in."The manager stepped in, adjusting his glasses. "Good afternoon, CEO," He said.Blaze raised an eyebrow. The man didn't usually come in with a greeting.. or did he? He couldn't be sure
AUTHOR’S POVAxel blinked again at the post he was staring at. He had been in this same position for up to ten minutes now, staring at the same picture that no doubt left the viewers in shock, and yet he was trying to convince himself that it wasn't true. But, of course, it was. The evidence was right there on his laptop's screen. Looking back at things, he guessed he shouldn't be so shocked since he had suspected some fishy business within the family, but still, he was surprised.Maybe it was the suddenness of it all, the way the picture just jumped out of the blue like someone had been carefully planning to release it at this moment. He puffed out his cheeks, shaking his head in pity. What else was to be expected of Blaze? His typical brother was doing forbidden things.Now it all clicked, his earlier suspicion and Blaze denying it all to pin it on Katie. He shouldn't have doubted what his guts told him, should have spoken about his suspicion of a relationship between them to the p
Axel followed the man who came to take him out of the cell. He wasn't sure how long he spent here, but long enough to be really glad to be out. The smell of soap lingered on his skin, a bit too strong, but he welcomed it. It had been a long time since he used soap."There's your ride," the man said, pointing at the sleek red Camry parked in the parking lot of the station. In front of it stood Katie, arms crossed around her protruding middle.Axel felt a sad smile tug at the corners of his lips. Even in jail, he heard of the marriage between Katie and Blaze when Cicely came to visit.His smile disappeared as he remembered her expression when she spoke. The wistfulness in her eyes... It was obvious that she wished for her wedding, and she couldn't even have it soon.He had long made up his mind to marry her immediately after he got out of jail. He was able to beg her forgiveness, and she must really love him for actually letting all he did go. She assured him she'd wait; that was the onl
Author's pov Axel sat on Cicely's bed after several minutes of pacing the area and waiting for her to show up. Where the hell has she gone? He was considering going out to search for her when the door opened.But it was not Cicely who stepped through; and it was Lily with a painted expression on her face. "Axel," she began.He already knew what she wanted. Now that their plans had flopped, she probably wanted them to come up with a bigger plan."Save it, Lily, we're through." He shook his head in regret. "I was so foolish ever to think that this would actually work.""What do you mean by we're through?" Lily asked. "We're in this together, right?"Axel sighed. "Let it go, Lily. Find a way to get a new life...""A new life?" She looked devastated. "But I'm pregnant... I have nowhere to go, and you can't just leave me alone.""I have to," Axel replied. "I have to make things up with Blaze, and I know I'll be able to do that if I try.""And what about me, Axel?" Lily said, raising her v
Author's pov Blaze grinned as Tristan made his way to the dining room, where he and Katie were seated. It was a miracle how he could track his location with his phone number and then check all the buildings around for them. He never would have asked for a better friend; Tristan had already proven himself in more ways than he could count.Katie looked up from her phone. "Is that the man going to give us updates?" she asked.Blaze nodded. He was surprised Katie wasn't running from him by now. She even let him stay in her house without him asking. It made him wonder if the past few days' events had softened her towards him instead of making her hate him. He tried not to get his hopes up, though; her niceness didn't mean she'd like to end up with him, as he started to hope for. He couldn't help hoping, no matter how ridiculous it sounded.He wanted Katie back in his life despite all that had happened. As far as he was concerned, he was done with Lily. Katie should have been the one fro
KATIE’S POVNo way, I thought, staring at him and searching for any resemblance to Maverick. I could see none, but then again, I could barely see Maverick's face clearly in my mind. It had been so long ago, like another lifetime."You're lying," Blaze accused. With how he looked at Dylan, I was almost glad he was restricted from doing anything to him. Almost, though, in truth, I wished Blaze was free."Am I now?" Dylan said quietly, coming closer to Blaze. "When my mother got pregnant for your father, he left her, all because he saw a richer woman. You see, Maverick was a coward. His only way to survive was to milk off others' profits, and that's really who you're defending," he asked, turning to me.I stared at him, taking each word with a pinch of salt. I didn't want to believe him since he was the reason I was trapped here, and he even tried to kill me at the end of all this.But then, there was no other explanation for the absolute hate in his eyes as he spoke of Maverick. And why
Katie's povI gasped, staring at the limp bodies of Lily and Axel. "Oh my gosh, are they dead?" I exclaimed."Not dead, darling," the woman said. "These are stun guns," she waved the gun in her hand for emphasis."What kind of stun gun allows the victims to talk to?" Lily muttered against the floor. It was a comical sight seeing her lying there helpless when a moment ago she was gloating over us."The type we use, obviously," the woman replied. I squinted at her, unable to bear my curiosity anymore."Who are you?" I was trying to decide if she was a hero or a villain. She teetered on the edge of both, and I wouldn't say I liked that.She turned to me with a sigh and took off her mask. I gasped, eyes widening as I stared into the face of my former savior. The one person who believed me when I said I didn't kill Maverick and who helped me escape.Right on time again to get me out of this situation. "Doris?" I asked."Not just her." The man beside her said, taking off his mask too. I gas
Chapter 133Author's pov Blaze raised an eyebrow. "I'm surprised." The answer was clear: if their places were switched, he would eliminate Axel before he could ruin the big plan."Surprised?" Axel asked. "You didn't think I'd be able to kill you if necessary?""No, I'm surprised we might think the same way," Blaze clarified. He saw the twitch in Axel's jaw, showing that he was irritated by that statement, which made him smile."Not the same way, brother. I'm way ahead of you.""Correct me if I'm wrong, but are both of you arguing about who thinks better right now?" Katie asked, turning to Blaze.Blaze nodded. "I'm trying to make sure there isn't a bigger brain behind this plot of his. Hard to believe it's just you, Axel."And not only that, he was stalling for time. Anything to keep Axel from rounding off his plan soon because if that happened, he would kill both of them so quickly.He wasn't afraid for himself, but Katie concerned him. She was already broken, and having no hope of s
Author's pov Katie gasped, staring at Axel. Of all the people she would have suspected, he wasn't even near her suspect list. Tears blurred her vision as she remembered what he said about her daughter."You beast!" she screamed, lunging forward. Curse these ropes; she would have been able to do something terrible to him. She wanted to hurt him just as he hurt her."How could you? All this while, after how close I was to your family, this is how you treat me? Why?" It was pointless straining to reach him; she slumped against the wall in defeat."I'm sorry about the child. That was not my intention. But it is what it is," Axel began, shrugging as he spoke. He had been shocked to hear."Fuck you, Axel!" Blaze thundered. How could he say he was sorry now? For killing his child, someone he hadn't even met in person.Blaze took a deep breath to calm himself down. The level of anger he was feeling was overwhelming, and the fact that he had no means to channel it out was the worst thing abou
Author's pov No, Katie gasped as Blaze fell to the ground. All that came out, though, was a frantic intake of breath, as she could not speak through the gag she hated so much. After all she had tried to tell Blaze, this stupid piece of cloth prevented her from saying anything.She wished she could rip it off, but her hands were bound, too. They had been since the first day. She glared at the man who knocked Blaze out, wishing she could wipe that smug grin off his face.He turned to her. "Don't look at me that way; he was foolish to come alone."He crouched to her level. "And if he did alert the police, then I'm afraid we'll have to kill you immediately. Either way, our mission will be accomplished."If looks could kill, he would be burned to smithereens by now. First, he wouldn't tell her anything about her child, and now he was threatening to kill her. After keeping her here for days, he did not even have a clue what to do to get him to free her."Just tell me what you want. Why do
Katie's povI blinked, confused. I could have sworn that my eyes were open, but surely, if they were, I would be able to see something. As it was, there was just nothing—pitch-black darkness, the oppressive kind that seemed to close in on you.I shut my eyes again and opened the—same thing. Now I was getting worried. In a rush, it all came back. I was in the car, just discharged from the hospital. There was music, and there was my baby in my arms.A baby that was no longer there since my hands were bound in front of me. I could barely feel my hands, and they were bound so tightly. I shifted, noting that there was a wall behind me, which I was leaning on.My feet were bound, too, most likely with the same material. I hated being tied up. It reminded me of the time when I was sold to the Griffins, a time I never wish to remember anymore.But at the moment, that was the least of my problems. Where was my child? Whoever had taken me couldn't have taken her away, too.It only became hard t