Angelina’s POVThat pig, cocky, son of a bitch!At first, I didn’t know whether he believed this made up story or not but now I’m not so sure.Did I really convince him or was he just provoking me to tell the truth?Probably the latter.And as insulting as it is, I had to play the prostitute card for lack of a better life saving option.He angered me so much with his suggestion to buy me, I retorted bitingly, against my better judgment “I’m not sure you can afford me”He chuckled heartily and it brought goosebumps to rise everywhere on my body.He said amusingly with interest in his eyes “Name your price, I’ll pay you upfront, but once the deal is on, there is no going back, you’ll be mine”I wanted to slap him in his beautiful, annoying face so bad, I had to ball my hands to fists to keep myself in place.The possessiveness in his tone when he side ‘you’ll be mine’ made my heart contract in my chest.I had enough of this sick game, the whole scenario was so vile, it made my empty sto
Angelina’s POVHis home was breath taking. We entered through the iron gates; which were guarded by three armed men. I still didn’t understand what these people do for a living to have all those men, power, and weapons. All I knew was that their town was on the border between America and Canada and that Lucas was the leader here.Leader of what exactly? I have no idea.The driver said that we weren’t passing through his town but taking another route that was right next to it.But he was obviously waiting for us, expecting us even.How did he know we were going to be there?We got out of the car and I couldn’t help myself as I gazed at the beauty of his house.It was a huge, two story house built with a design that suited its location perfectly. The rock formation which the house was built with, made it appear as if it was within one of the Alaskan mountains that was turned into an elegant modern home.There was a smaller, also rock built, house right next to it which probably served a
Lucas’s POVWhen my mom asked her if she was in any pain and needed a pain killer, I watched her tears fall, like that question opened up a very deep wound in her heart.I felt like she was seconds away from sobbing but yet again, for I don’t know how many times since I met her merely an hour ago, she held herself barely and shook her head at my mom.Mom noticed how her question indirectly affected her more than it should as she looked at her tenderly but didn’t know what else to do or say because she doesn’t even know anything about her.Sara came and took her to her room while my mom turned to me with a very angry glare.Shit! I’m in so much trouble and I knew exactly why.I knew I went overboard when I told everyone who she was and what she was doing in that car. I know how much I fucking hurt her with my words and while I felt extremely bad for doing that, a part of me liked messing with her.Because I knew she was nothing like what she was claiming to be. And I will make sure mom
Lucas’s POVAngelina was still pouring her heart out under the shower in what could only be described as heart breaking agony.The sounds of her distressed weeping was sending shivers and waves of pain inside me. I wanted nothing more than to go in there and hold her tightly to my body, tell her she’s not alone, comfort her, console her, and apologize to her for everything.But I couldn’t do any of those damn things I was dying to do. Not if I wanted my plan to work.Suddenly, the door to her room opens and mom walks in with sadness in her eyes. But when she notices me leaning against her bathroom door, her sad eyes turn angry as she whispers in a low angry voice “What the hell are you doing here Lucas? You’re the last person she wants to see or hear from right now!”Before I could answer her, another soul destroying weep came from inside, and I watched instant tears appear inside my mom’s eyelids as she put her hand to cover her mouth.I also saw recognition in her eyes as well.She
Lucas’s POV“Just when I think you can’t get any crazier, you prove me wrong yet again” said Alex in a strained voice.“Nothing brings me more joy than knowing that I can still get to surprise you, brother” I said dryly.Instead of Alex going off on me like I was expecting once I was done telling him everything, I heard another fiery, feisty voice that I’m too proud to admit that I’ve missed so damn much as if we knew each other for decades, and she was royally pissed off at me from the sound of it “Lucas Snow, you total asshole! What the hell is wrong with you treating the girl like that! You never learn from your mistake, do you? And don’t you dare lie to me and tell me you don’t feel fucking guilty for everything you’ve done to her because you do! You need to apologize to her as soon as she wakes up! I don’t give a fuck if it will ruin your super evil plan to reveal what she’s hiding, or show the soft side of you I know so damn well it exists even if you claim that it doesn’t!”I w
Lucas’s POVAfter Mathew confirmed that the men will be casing the place until go time, I left the living room and headed towards the guest bedroom.Without knocking, I opened the door and closed it quietly behind me to find a scene that brought my heart into a broken rhythm.Angelina was asleep, shivering and whimpering as if she was in pain, tightly holding into my mother who was holding her to her chest and trying to soothe her, while tears filled both their faces.When my mom spotted me, she gave me a hard look, telling me that she doesn’t want me going anywhere near Angelina, but I ignored her look and walked over towards the edge of the bed anyways.“She still has a fever?” I asked in a strained low voice.Reluctantly, my mom answered dryly “It comes and goes, every once in a while”“Has she spoken any word, did she wake up at all?” I asked curiously.Before she could answer, Angelina’s whimpers grew more intense, began struggling against my mom, and she started murmuring in a b
Lucas’s POVWe sat in that living room in silence, digesting everything we just saw.“Why would they kill her mom and kidnap her? Why not kidnap them both?” asked Mathew curiously after a long stretch of silence.I shook my head, telling him I don’t have the slightest clue. This whole thing didn’t make a lick of sense until now. They were obviously a poor family trying to live their lives in peace. There is nothing even remotely indicating their involvement with drugs or whatever Zade and his men deal with.Something tells me the answers I seek can only come from three sources. Angelina, her father, and Zade.Angelina is a lost cause. She’s as stubborn as they get, even just the few hours I interacted with her confirmed the extreme difficulty of getting anything useful out of her.Zade is still out of reach for me and for Alex as well.Her father is the only clue I have left. I need to get my hands on him first before Zade tracks him down, and it’s only a matter of time. Right now, he
Angelina’s POVI wake up with an extremely dry mouth and throat.I also wake up with a warmth surrounding my back. A human warmth; no doubt about it even if I have my back to it and can’t see it, that no amount of blanket can provide.I open my eyes to a very shallow, dim light that is only coming from the huge two windows in the room.It was night time.It takes me a few moments to understand where the hell I am as I look at my surroundings without moving a muscle.The room was completely unfamiliar to me.I start to panic, my heart pounds loudly against my rib cage as I try very discreetly to move without alerting whoever was hugging me from behind in their sleep.Once I manage that, I look at the person and instantly recognize her. Lucas’s mom.And then it all comes back with an intensity and speed of a freaking train, causing tears to instantly fall down my face without wasting a second to linger inside my eyelids.My mom, my kidnapping, Lucas, his family, the lies I had to say to