Rayne's POV“Are you ready, babe?” Nathan asked, briefly taking my attention from the files with evidence of Zia’s shady deals. Dad had smartly made multiple copies, or I would have resigned to my fate. “Yes, I'm ready,” I answered, and Nathan picked up the files, clutching them at once with the recordings Pamela had provided us. “Good. You look tense. I'm going with you,” Nathan spoke softly to my ears, and I nodded. The drive to the police station brought more tension than the relaxation I hoped for. I kept letting out gasps of breath. Nathan held my hand to calm me. “I don't know why I am nervous,” I said between laughter. “It's fine, sweetie. Everything is going to be okay. Scared?” He asked, stroking my hair.I nodded, remembering the past incident almost costing Elvis and me our lives. Elvis was off duty today and was fully recovered. “It's okay. I'm here for you. Nothing's going to happen to you. I promise,” Nathan's soft voice sang to my ears. We arrived at the police st
Rayne's POV“Would you like to say anything to your victims, Miss Zia?” The judge asked.Zia raised her head to stare at the old man. She acted like she was high on drugs. She nodded and stood up to talk with the microphone. “I want to apologize for the pain I caused, and I know nothing I say can change it. I apologize from my heart and hope you can forgive me,” She said with no trace of empathy. Her hand gripped the handle, and she turned around, looking for something. She smiled like a maniac and shot glaring daggers around the room. The moment her eyes found me, she gave a horrible dark smile, and before I could understand what was happening.“You bitch!” She screamed. “It's all your fault! You took away everything from me!” She launched at me like a mad woman. The cuffs couldn't restrain her as she leaped through the chair and almost crashed into me. The security was able to get to her in time and stopped her. My heart skipped a bit as she didn't act right. Drowning echoes of
Rayne's POVA loud thud came from inside as Nathan and I left for work. The car door opened, and I instantly turned. A scream followed, and I exchanged a fearful glance with Nathan. My heart skipped a beat, and without hesitation, we rushed back into the house. I imagined the worst-case scenarios as we got inside. I stopped in shock, staring at the disaster in front of me. Pamela shook Dad's hand. He was lying on the floor, and blood spilled from the side of his head. I dropped to my knees in fear of the worst. “What happened,” I asked in a shaky voice. “I don't know, ma'am. I heard something hard fall, and I came to check. I think Mr. Williams fell from the stairs,” “Don't touch him,” Nathan said, quickly checking Dad's pulse. “He's still breathing. We need to get him to the hospital now!”“Jack! Call an ambulance,” Nathan called out. Jack took his phone out, and in less than three minutes, the ambulance was at our house. I watched them slowly carry him on the stretcher. Elvis d
Rayne's POVI walked back to the room where Dad lay as soon as Lucinda left. I sat by his side, watching him. It was past noon and I wondered how the kids were doing. Dad looked much better than when he was admitted. A lump formed in my throat as I reached out to touch his hand. I whispered in a shaky voice. “Dad?”He didn't answer. “Dad, please. I am begging you. Don't leave me. I still need you.”I was about to cry when his eyes flickered open, a groan escaping his mouth. He turned and looked at me with a smile. “Hey, princess,” he said, his voice low and barely audible. “Dad!” I exclaimed excitedly. “Thank goodness, I was so scared that you would…” I said but refused to complete the words. “Hell nah, I'm not going anywhere. Not when I get to see you smile a lot with Nathan and the kids. I haven't been a grandfather for long. I promise you, sweetie, I am going nowhere,” Dad said as he slowly removed the oxygen mask with his free hand that wasn't strapped with tape and needle.Hap
Rayne's POVThe Next DayI got used to the cool morning sunlight that always streamed through the window giving a warm massage to my skin. I stretched my limbs, yawned like a baby, and smiled when my hands touched the soft sheet. I was naked, covered by the sheets and the memories of the lovemaking made me blush. If this kept up at this pace, I might end up pregnant again. It was a small battle in my mind about what to do for the morning exercise routine which kept moving back and forth around walking some thousand steps, jogging around the neighborhood, or lying back in bed and dreaming of all my fantasies. I chose the stroll, as the lazy queen I was. I got out of bed. Nathan was sleeping peacefully as I tiptoed into the bathroom in my joggers and Converse and disappeared out of the room so as not to wake Nathan.I hummed a tune familiar to only myself, feeling like a bird flying freely in the sky. It was a peaceful day. My laptop sat open on the table as I sipped my coffee and scr
Rayne's POVDad was recovering well and he spent more time with his grandchildren. Janet loved it when he carried her, she was such a happy baby. I strolled around the house, bored as I didn't know what to do. It was a Saturday afternoon and I got tired of reading the books in the home library. My brain felt cramped with every book I read. Something was on my mind and I knew I had to solve it soon. I couldn't risk Dad having court battles with his health.I strolled to Dad's room and knocked. “Come in” Dad's voice resonated from within the room. I obliged and walked in. A small tray of watermelon cut nicely into small pieces was placed on the stool close to the bed. He took a bite of his watermelon and smiled warmly at me. “You look lovely today. You're glowing, must be Nathan's handwork,” Dad spoke with a smug smile. I blushed and walked to sit beside him. Dad tapped my shoulder playfully. “I'm correct. Young loves, I love it as long as I have more grandchildren to spoil,”“Dad!”
Rayne's POVJessica and I sat down at a table in the cafeteria. My best spot was always close to the window. It gave me the needed view of the outside. Jessy was her usual chatty self talking about her shopping spree, and the concert she went to, but my mind was drifting away. Zia’s appeal wasn't a big deal unlike Lucinda and my mother being friends. I wondered if Dad knew anything about it. “I got the latest Alexander McQueen vintage shirt. It looked splendid on that female boss lady in the Korean series. What was the name again? Ah ha! I remember it's the Queen of Tears. The movies sure had badass designers. I still have some pairs of shoes ordered that haven't arrived. I'm going to model every single one once it arrives,” Jessy spoke, taking a sip of her chilled soda.She would call my name and a few seconds later, I was back to thinking of ways to get Lucinda far away from my family. She was beginning to be a pest. I kept glancing at my phone wondering why Nathan hadn't returned
Nathan's POVRayne shivered in fear as I drove home. I had been in a meeting with the board directors and they could be a bit annoying at times. By the time I was done, it was already past 8 pm. I checked my watch and checked my phone. There were several missed calls from Rayne. I smiled, knowing she missed me. I got in my car, connected my phone to the car's Bluetooth, and called her. She picked up and answered in her sweet voice. I apologized, planning to surprise her with a bouquet. Her paces got faster and I heard her pant from the speakers like someone was chasing her. “Rayne, babe. What's going on?” I asked concerned as she kept walking faster. “I noticed someone watching me. It's the third time and I saw him when I looked around for the last time,” she answered. Her breathing was heavy and she kept turning in her heels. “Hang on, I'm coming to get you. Stay in the car,” I instructed. If she had someone trailing her, then she wasn't safe. I had to get there immediately. With
Nathan's POVMy heart raced wildly as I ran up the stairs with Jack and Alex behind me. We reached the rooftop, and my heart sank as my worst fears were confirmed. A lady lay unconscious on the floor and I walked slowly to the body scared it was Rayne but it was Pamela. I felt bad but hoped she was still alive. I looked up to see a masked figure dressed in a black suit pointing a gun at someone. My heart skipped a beat when I saw Rayne shivering with fear at the gun pointed at her. “Hey, let her go!” I shouted, finally getting the attention of the masked person. The figure looked at me and back at Rayne and slowly removed its mask revealing a long hair flying with the wind. It was Zia. She had a wicked grin and spoke with a sinister tone. “Oh, my darling. You're just in time to witness the end of…this bitch.”I walked cautiously to her so as not to make her shoot. “How did you get in here?” I asked.Zia chuckled and answered calmly. “You're not the only one with spies, Nathan. I've
Rayne's POVI pulled up to Rayne's house, my second home. Nathan and I were getting off on the good side. He was never that bad if I was being honest. I was just jealous. It was now a habit to spend the weekend with my biological family. Many times Dad had asked me to come stay with them but I couldn't abandon my adoptive parents and he understood.I planned on taking Rayne on a sibling date. I was going to live up to my big brother's expectations since we both missed growing up in each other's lives. Her kids were my kids and I couldn't have enough of them. I had a little chat with our father while Rayne dressed upstairs in her room. When she came down dressed in a lovely casual top and jeans with a baseball cap, I cheered because we had unknowingly worn the same thing.Janet crawled up to me, and she lifted her body making an attempt to stand but her feet wobbled and she fell but I caught her in time. She giggled and raised her hands up for me to carry her. Nathan came by and after
Zia’s POVI didn't say much and let Lucinda do her stuff. She presented the paperwork from the court to the head officer and I was free to go. Nothing felt better than leaving the mental hospital. It was a breath of fresh air. I had all sorts of emotions come to me. It was a mix of relief, anxiety, and uncertainty. Lucinda let me into her car and flashed me a sly smile. “Get in,” she said with an up tone. “We can catch on what we have missed on the way. I want to know everything.” I scoffed and entered the vehicle. “You wish, old witch as if I would ever tell her anything. Like I would ever tell you anything. You deserve nothing but total hatred from me,” I thought, faking a smile at her. She drove as I sat in the car and the image of the mental hospital gates getting distant made me want to fly to the moon. I didn't trust her so I let the questions fly around to be sure. “How did you know I was locked up in an asylum?” I asked, my eyes fixed on her body movements to detect if sh
Zia’s POVMy body grew numb as I lay in the cold room. My mind became foggy as I Lost my sense of time. I hoped Sarah was able to make it far away. She could always find a way to help me but how she would go about it bothered me. My teeth chattered uncontrollably and I couldn't feel my fingers or toes. White smokey gas came out of my nose and mouth anytime I breathed out in my vain effort to warm myself. I clutched down to the side of the room, with my hands folded across my knee.I was about to give up and pray for death so I could end it all, but the door creaked open and a worker stepped in. I raised my head and he looked at me with disgust. There was no hint of flinch of pity in his eyes. “Well, well, well. Look at what we have here,” he said, mocking my situation. “If it isn't the little troublemaker? How do you feel? Do you want to escape or perhaps you want to create another show?”I shivered and tried to maintain eye contact. Every time I tried to speak, my mouth felt dry and
Zia’s POVSarah and I exchanged looks and began laughing. When we were tired of laughing, we started working. I began brushing the dust and dirt away while Sarah mopped the room. We worked for nearly two hours and the room was almost completely clean. I wiped the sweat on my forehead with the back of my hand. We rested a bit as we finished the work. Sarah lay beside me panting. I whispered to her. “What do you say about getting the hell out of here?”“You don't mean..?” Sarah whispered back, her gaze still fixed on the ceiling. “Yeah, leave her for good,” I answered. “How are we supposed to do that? The hospital thinks we are crazy and it would take a long time to convince them that we are sane enough to be discharged, we came here because of a crime,” Sarah replied. “I wasn't talking about convincing anymore. And for all I know, I am pretty sure they can tell we aren't crazy. We have to escape,” I said confidently.Sarah shivered and sat up immediately to think. “That would be
Zia’s POVI stood from my seat and approached her slowly with caution. The ranting and noisy chatter from the other patients didn't stop me. I got to her table and carefully sat on the opposite seat so as not to aggravate her in case I was wrong. “Hi,” I said, smiling. I looked around to make sure none of the nurses, doctors or any officials were watching. “I'm Zia,” I said, giving her my hand for a polite handshake. She looked at me with a hint of curiosity then at my free hand and she slowly let out her hand and shook mine. “Hey, I'm Sarah and I am not crazy.” She said calmly but in a happy voice. “Glad to see someone else has their head right. I was worried you would…” I said, but was unable to finish the words, afraid it would come off as offensive to her. “Koo Koo. Nuts missing and screws flying. Nah, I'm fine. I just act along sometimes so I get to be left alone and not poked with annoying needles all the time,” she explained. She was a chatty one and I liked that. I needed
Zia’s POVThe prison room was cold as I was alone in my room. I glanced at the toilet from my small bed. The bed was only large enough to carry only me. I felt devastated, angry at Rayne but pity for myself. How did I move from the queen of the business world to this? And Elliot? That bastard had betrayed me. I had betrayed him first but it still didn't give him the right to leave me like this.I had spent a month in this disgusting cell, the prison room was neat and I was lucky for someone to pay for me to stay alone after a week of torture and bruising from the other prison mates. I had begged the warden for a phone call to call my Dad, Rayne's father but he didn't respond to any of my calls. Maybe, it was Dad but I was moved to the upper-class prison cells where I could stay alone and not have to worry about fighting for where to sleep with five roommates for the night or being woken up with kicks. The inmates were cruel and I was subjected to slavery. I began to feel how my maid
Make UpRayne's POV“Hello, sister,” Alex spoke softly as our eyes locked onto each other. “Excuse me? What did you just call me?” I asked puzzled. Did he just call me his sister? What was going on here? At that moment, the world stood still. Alex's words hung in the air as I stood frozen.“Sister. You're my sister.” Alex spoke softly. I stepped backward looking him up and down as if he was drunk. “Alex, I think you have the wrong person. Did you hear your head?” I asked with worry etched on my face. Alex walked forward, his hands outstretched to me trying to pacify me. “Rayne, I know this might come off somewhat crazy but I'm your brother. Your twin brother.”“Yo…your twin? What the heck? How's this even possible? I…I should have known. Dad should have known,” I stuttered.Alex hesitated then moved slowly to me unsure of how to proceed. “I…I just found out. It's been a few days. Nathan told me. He brought the test and..”“Nathan told you. Test results?” I asked startled. I eyed h
Rayne's POV“Nathan, Zia's out of prison. She got an appeal and somehow proved her insanity," I complained.“I know. I found out this morning. But that doesn't seem to be the only thing on your mind. What is it?” Nathan said, pulling back as his eyes locked onto mine. I took a deep breath and let it out. “I got a text just after I saw the news. It said the first strike. It was an unknown number and it called me but I was too frightened to pick up. First, Zia gets out and I know she's not smart to do this plus she is at the hospital.” “You think it's Lucinda?” Nathan asked calmly. “I don't know who to blame right now. Have you checked the CCTV footage?” I asked, hoping to find some answers. Nathan answered just immediately as if he was expecting me to ask the questions. “My men are working on it now.” Jack walked in at that moment. “We could find any suspicious activity or persons on the camera. The main circuit seemed to have been tampered with. I am guessing the footage was dele