Ray Pov "Recounting today's events while staring at the woman who has become a huge part of my life in a short period made me realize today has been very eventful. What's more? Right when I got a call earlier today, I was sure I was in for a surprise. After finding out the reason why she doesn't express any emotion since we met, everything became clearer to me, but I feel there's more to this. She seems different from what the investigation shows, but I'll make her open up with time.She demanded to have sex with me for an experiment, which left me speechless. Then I decided to try my luck by turning this moment into convincing her to marry me, which she declined. She then decided to find someone else for her experiments, leaving me feeling hurt. I tried expressing my emotions, but I didn't. I don't know how to convince her, though. She's not used to being controlled, so I decided to go with the flow. She's different, and the difference is good. I
**Helena's POV** Weeks has passed, my life was still in shambles thanks to that bitch. Every day, I maintained my facade, hoping for some excitement. The encounter with Ray Manchester had left me restless. My mind couldn’t shake the image of his handsome face and enticing voice. I had to make him mine. Every morning, I would dress meticulously, hoping today would be the day I crossed paths with Ray again. I attended every business event, every social gathering, and frequented his favorite haunts. Yet, he was nowhere to be found. Whenever I see someone I'm interested in the past, I always get them, I always get my man, and it won't be a different this time around. Even if he's cold and distant, maybe the most heartless man in New York i need to make him mine it's going to be my man because he is already my man it just matters of time.I needed to make a plan. Perhaps I could convince Daddy to organize a charity ball where all the investors would show up. This way, I could see Ray ag
I left my room for my mummy's room. I needed her help with this. "Mommy, can I come in?" I asked after one knock. "Of course, baby, do come in." I went straight to her, knowing that coming into her room at this time of day meant daddy would stay longer in his study, as he usually did every night. "Do you need mummy's help with anything?" she asked. The best approach in this matter was for me to be calm. That way, I could get her to do anything I wanted. She loves me a lot and gives me whatever I desire—she's my mummy, after all. "Mummy, your Helena is hopelessly in love," I began, using the most innocent voice I could muster. "Really, baby? My baby is in love. Wow, who is the lucky guy?" I couldn't help but blush when mummy said it like that. "W e e e l l l........ I met him in Daddy's office." "I hope he’s not working there," she interrupted with a displeased look. I'm sure she was assuming I was talking about some lowlife with no money. "Of course not, mummy. He
"I can't believe I forgot that. What if she's already pregnant? But on a second thought, it's not possible. It's not possible to get pregnant within one night. And if we did, wouldn't that be a great idea? It would be the best way to make mine forever. There were so many weird thoughts in my head, I'm definitely a gone man. My way of thinking has changed when it comes to her; I always lose my rational thinking. I know it's not possible to get pregnant within one night, but my brain and heart seem to be fighting with each other. I always think with my brain in the past, making decisions with one's heart is something weak and irrational people do.construe emotions as a motion, making decisions.Am I one of them now?I need to stop this nonsense; it's getting out of hand. I am weak when it comes to herI love her, And when it comes to love, you aren't better off being rational about it. I may want her to be pregnant, but it should be what she wants as well. It's not my place to force b
A condom? what is that? Oh.... a pregnant prevention but it’s not like he was aware that we’re good what was coming to do at my place. “you didn’t forget just that you were not aware we were going to have sex” when he heard what I said he said nothing but wrapped his hands around my waist with a funny expression on his face. “ So does that mean you don’t mind having my baby inside you? A baby? No! No! No! becoming a mother at this point in my life is not what I desire, I don’t want that for me. “is there no other pregnancy prevention methods, condom can’t be the only PPM? He gave me a questioning look while picking up an extra brush I made my maid keep there. “PPM? Oh that, he does know the meaning thought I just said it. “Pregnancy prevention methods “ I explained calmly “ You cold use an after morning pill for now while next time i will make sure we have enough condom available “ Next time..... never Really thought of sex with him again, pleasure is alre
Maybe I’ll just wait till later, we could talk once she’s done brushing her teeth. I decided to brush as well while one of my hand still wrapped around her waist. I’m certain now that our married life will be filled with bliss if she agrees though. After brushing we went straight to the shower together, I took the body wash and wash her myself which she didn’t disagree with. She enjoyed being served. h m mm that’s interesting Maybe her love language is act of service which she herself may not know yet, perhaps I could identify every emotions for her instead. When I was done washing her, she left immediately before I could even ask her to do same. She picked up her towel and left the bathroom, I felt hurt, like, I wasn’t treated the same way I treat her then I remembered she’s different after all. I quickly had my bth and stepped out to join her. “ My love, ho is your day going to be today? I repeated same question from while entering her walk in closet . ‘ I don’t even have wh
"Do you need help with your revenge plan” I don’t need to know what's on her mind but If she wants me to take care of someone, I'll gladly do it. But I won't act without her instruction. “If I need help, I'll ask for it.” Well I will have to wait until she asks “By the way, don't forget the birth control on your way to work. Or better yet, let me get it for you.”I went out of the walk-in closet to the bedroom. I sent a text to Drake to get me a birth control pill as well as my outfit for the day. Few minutes later, I heard a knock at the door. I walked towards it to open it, and the maid handed me what I needed. 'Thank you,' I said.“You're welcome, young master,' she he replied. 'Is young mistress ready? Would you and young mistress prefer to have your breakfast here or come down for it?”I could sense her fear as she spoke. I'm used to people fearing me, even when they're just speaking to me. Growing up, I got accustomed to people feeling intense fear around me."Is your cloth h
Helena paced her room, fuming. It had been days since she had access to her card and her dad kept trying to push to ball due to lack of funds and there was still no resolution. Every attempt to access the funds had been blocked, leaving her charity ball plans in jeopardy. She knew who was behind this, and the thought made her blood boil.The answer came later that evening. As she was sitting in the living room, her father entered, his face etched with frustration.“Helena, it’s worse than we thought,” he said, sinking into a chair. “Liliana has tightened her grip on the company’s finances. She’s the one blocking our access to the funds.”Helena’s jaw clenched. “I knew it. That bitch is doing this on purpose. But why now? Why block the funds when we need them the most?”“She’s trying to weaken us,” her father replied. “With no access to funds, we can’t host the ball or make any significant moves. She wants us to look vulnerable, unstable.”But how did she even know about the whole ball
“She was poisoned. Now, who are you?” the voice answered before shooting back a question.Liliana’s thoughts raced as she tried to make sense of the voice’s revelation. Poisoned? Her? The concept didn’t fit the narrative she had assumed—this body, Liliana’s body, was supposed to be impervious to toxins.“She was poisoned by her family,” the voice repeated with cold certainty, as if the explanation were simple and unquestionable.Liliana’s fists clenched, anger surging. “That’s impossible,” she hissed aloud, her voice trembling. “This body has built-in resistances. It’s practically untouchable unless…”She trailed off, dread creeping in as the horrifying possibility dawned on her. “Unless it’s self-destruction,” she whispered. “The pill.”“What pill?” the voice asked sharply, curiosity lacing its tone.Liliana’s lips pressed into a thin line. “Just forget it,” she snapped, unwilling to give the voice more ammunition. She shifted the topic quickly. “Have you dealt with the Andersons yet
Ray gazed at her face, hoping to see his old Lily, but the one standing before him seemed guarded and unwilling to open up."I'm really okay," Lily said, though she couldn't convince him. It like seemed annoying or threaten him, triggering the body thief. She must truly love him.Ray nodded in understanding before asking. “Can I take my bath?“ he felt uncertain about his next move. If she didn't want him to bath, then so be it. What mattered most was her health, well-being, and safety. Even his own discomfort was insignificant and could be ignored at any time.Lilly couldn't help but smile hearing what he said: "You must really love her."‘Her’ what her, why is she referring to herself as a third person’ Ray thought.“I love you” he said Ever since their conversation at the hospital, he couldn't shake off the feeling that this woman might be different. It was as if she had some kind of personality disorder, like two people were living inside her or two personalities were at war.‘He
“Aww, cutie pie, you shouldn’t dare me like that. I dare—and I will.”The words left her lips with a teasing smirk, but before she could relish her triumph, a sharp, searing pain erupted in her head. Her body jolted violently, like an unseen force had reached into her core and seized control. She gasped, her eyes widening in panic as her limbs shook uncontrollably.It felt like her skull was being split apart.‘You need to know your limits and behave yourself, or I will send you back to wherever you came from,’ a cold, sinister voice boomed inside her mind. The sound reverberated like hammer blows, each word driving shards of pain deeper into her brain.“No!” Liliana choked out, clutching her head as her body convulsed.“Lilly—Lilly! Lilly, please look at me! Open your eyes! Are you okay?” Ray’s voice cracked, frantic as he knelt by the bed, gripping her trembling shoulders. His calm composure shattered like glass.One moment, she had been teasing him, and now she was violently shakin
It had been two hours since the heads of the kidnappers inexplicably exploded in the torture room—something impossible, something unimaginable to mankind.Like, how the hell do people’s heads just blow up like they’re firecrackers?Whoever was after his baby girl’s life wasn’t ordinary. Ray was sure of one thing: his wife knew more than she was letting on. Her psychologist was coming over tomorrow, and he could only hope she would open up to him. This new version of her was terrifying in ways he couldn’t put into words. She had taken down six hefty men as if they were toddlers.It didn’t add up.Looking at her past self—the woman she used to be—she had always seemed weak and harmless just emotionless, someone who didn’t even know how to throw a punch. The investigation into her past showed nothing about her having fighting skills. Nothing.Before leaving, Ray had instructed Damon to contact a team of forensic pathologist to perform an autopsy. He needed answers. Anything. With that do
Back in the Lab“This is bad. Very bad,” Grey muttered to himself, tapping frantically at the keys on his laptop.He stared at the monitor in disbelief. The system was back online.“What… how…?” he stammered, his eyes wide with horror. He had been trying to deactivate the radiation sequence—he was sure of it.The screen flickered. A new message appeared, bold and cold:“COMMAND OVERRIDDEN. OPERATION EXECUTED.”Grey’s breath hitched. His trembling fingers hovered uselessly over the keyboard. Whatever had happened, it was far beyond his comprehension. The hackers had reached into their system like ghosts.Before he could process the full extent of the failure, the lab door slammed open.Matt stormed in, his face flushed red with anger. “What the hell just happened, Grey?” he barked, his voice sharp enough to cut steel.“I—I disabled it!” Grey stammered, jabbing a finger at the monitor as if to defend himself. “I swear I deactivated the sequence! Someone else—” His voice broke off, his h
The warehouse was cloaked in darkness, its oppressive silence broken only by the steady drip of water from a corroded pipe. The stench of rust, mildew, and blood lingered in the air, a nauseating prelude to the carnage within.Six men sat bound to metal chairs in a grim row, their heads slumped forward in exhaustion. The metallic bands around their foreheads hummed faintly, the only sound betraying the deathtrap concealed within.Jerry paced the room, his boots clanking against the concrete floor as he barked orders to his underlings. “Clip their tongues,” he snarled, his voice sharp and commanding. “Make sure they can’t bite down and die on their terms. These bastards don’t deserve an easy way out.”A sinister grin played on his lips as he turned back toward the men. Their battered faces showed defiance even in their broken state. Jerry liked it when they resisted—it made breaking them all the more satisfying.But then, something changed.A faint flicker of red danced across the meta
Matt’s pulse quickened as he stared at the footage. The “pet,” the most prized creation of their master, was not supposed to care. Her emotions—or lack thereof—were engineered to perfection, ensuring blind loyalty and unwavering execution of orders. Yet there she was, her face flickering with a softness he had never seen before, an almost protective rage as she shielded one of their captured men.Grey turned the screen toward him, rewinding to the critical moment. “See that? Right there,” he said, pointing at the pixelated image. The pet, with her fluid movements and deadly precision, should have eliminated the threat without hesitation. Instead, she had hesitated, even turning her weapon on their own operatives to protect the man.“This is no malfunction,” Grey continued, his voice shaky. “Something inside her is… waking up.”Matt rubbed his temples, his mind racing. He needed to contain this before the boss found out. Any sign of imperfection in his creations was not tolerated, and
“The Manchester family has them,” a tall man with curly hair muttered, his voice tense.The man seated in the center of the room barely moved, his presence radiating authority. Lounging back in his oversized leather chair like a king surveying his domain, he lifted his gaze to the curly-haired man, his expression sharp with disdain.“And what does my pet have to do with them?” His deep voice rumbled through the room like distant thunder. “Do they even know who they’re messing with?” he fired, each word cutting like a blade.Matt, the curly-haired man, flinched slightly but held his ground. The tension in the room was palpable, the air heavy with unspoken consequences.The boss’s jaw tightened, his gaze darkening as he processed the implications. The Manchester family. Their meddling was not part of the plan. They were powerful, yes—but so was he. “What are they trying to achieve by getting involved?” he muttered, almost to himself.Matt cleared his throat, knowing he had to answer car
“Who are you?” Lilly turned abruptly to Ray, sitting beside her in the private jet. Her voice was sharp, almost accusing.Ray blinked, startled. Since takeoff, she’d barely acknowledged his presence, staring out the window or resting her head back like he didn’t exist. Why the sudden question?“I didn’t say anything,” he replied carefully, his brow furrowing when her intense gaze didn’t waver.‘I’m in your mind, dummy.’What the hell? Lilly flinched. Did that voice just call me a dummy?‘Yes, I did. And you still haven’t answered my question.’ The voice was colder this time, almost impatient.‘Body thief,’ Lilly shot back in her mind, defiance surging. If she wanted to play games, fine—she wasn’t backing down.‘The fact that you’re calling me that means you already know who I am,’ the voice retorted smoothly. ‘I have no memory of you, but clearly, you remember me.’‘Duh! Of course, I do,’ Lilly fired, sarcasm dripping from her thoughts. ‘I’m the one in charge of this body now. But bef